#sticker cleanup

[theosjunkdrawer]

Hey bb girl come here lemme tell you something. If you hate stickers and sticker residue on your books, I have the easiest solution for you right here- lighter fuel + razor.

I use Ronsonol (but I imagine any lighter fluid works) and a handheld razor, preferably in a tool made for handling a razor (i use the Stanley blade holder, so easy to hold) with a paper towel on hand to get rid of residue.

All you need to do is dab some lighter fluid on or around the sticker (it will likely be visible as it absorbs the fluid) and then peel it off with the razor. Or if its an easy one, just use a fingernail and take that sticker right off. Do this in a room with air circulating, and the lighter fluid will dry up in seconds. If you put just enough on there, it won't stain your paper at all, drying and leaving a perfect cover. If there's any leftover sticky, I pour some lighter fluid on the paper towel and wipe the residue until its all gone. If there's just residue from someone trying to take the sticker off normally, a mix of lighter fluid soaked paper towel and gentle razoring is an easy fix. This works for all sorts of stickers and tape, but be careful, if there's already a puncture in the cover then the lighter fuel will soak in and leave a small spot.

There are pros and cons, but this is the easiest method and we use it all the time at my bookstore. Genuinely my favorite part of working with books. Make that bitch More flammable babey!!!!!!!!!

[kreachvera]

beasts... watermarked cuz mai buddy brought up that these could b charms/stickers and tbh im considering it

[ogmaddoxtamoke]

Soooo remember those goofy drawings I made of the cast from Episode 6? Welp, I'm refurbishing and coloring them up for a special little merch pitch that I'll have once the whole set is complete. Only two left to do, the owl boy and the rooster. Can't wait for y'all to see the dummies in all their glory.

[hayakawashousewife]

Ensky Travel Stickers -- CSM Locations

[mintjeru]

targeted advertising (it's working)

[universal-consistant]

milo kinnie moments (putting out eggs for kids (easter bunny))

[lifehappend]

Do you remember how we all got so involved in saving the turtles in 2019? 🐢🐢🐢🐢

I personally loved that trend.

We should create more trends that actually do good instead of sick ones that can be harmful for both the community and the people in question.

Sooo, back with the save the turtles trend thank you 🌊🐢💗

This was the sticker design I published for that era, and I still love it; it's probably one of my favorites, I think.

💗💗

[ms-demeanor]

do you have any tips for cleaning a space? I’ve been frozen trying to clean my room for 4-5 months now and just spent 10 hours reading through your adulting blog et al. and most of your tips have been incredibly helpful (despite me being much more on the autistic than ADHD side of the venn diagram)

YES. YES I DO.

Hi. On top of the ADHD I also have some history of OCD, which primarily manifested in being a hoarder. Like. Clinically. Like towers of stuff in my room and piled on my bed so I slept on the couch. In retrospect, cleaning it up was a problem for a number of reasons, but one of those reasons was executive dysfunction and not knowing how to start cleaning.

Long story short the way that I did it was by finding something called "40 bags in 40 days" where the goal is to remove 40 bags of trash/donations from an area in 40 days. 40 bags in 40 days was initially created as a challenge for Lent and a bunch of the people who blog about it do so in a manner that is religious to an extent that I am uncomfortable with, and there's this weird bullet-journal thing where planning ends up becoming aesthetic and there are charts and shit but you can ignore all of that, here are the basics:

Start with a written plan

You are going to try to declutter while you do this

Limit your scope each day so you don't get overwhelmed

Remove things that you won't be keeping in the space immediately; don't leave piles of "throw away" or "to donate" or even "to keep and organize later" stuff in the room you are clearing

Give yourself a firm deadline/number of days to do this project

The written plan: Break the area you are cleaning down into manageable bite-sized chunks. When I was doing this I moved in a pattern for increasing access to the room, because I literally could not get further into the room without cleaning some parts first, so my first chunk was "the space between the door and the bed" and then it was "the surface of the bed" and then it was "the nightstand." People who aren't doing cleanups on quite as catastrophic a mess might focus on even smaller areas (make each drawer of a dresser an area, or a single jewelry box, or one shelf in a bookshelf). But the key is that you have to sit down *outside* of the room that you will be cleaning and make a list of places that you need to clean. Don't stand in the room and look at everything and get overwhelmed because there's so much, don't go in and actually try to clean, just make a list of areas that you think you can do in an hour or two. And make sure to actually write it down so that you can use the list to refocus yourself - it's super easy to drift when you're cleaning and to move into another area because you found something that belongs in that other area, but you need to clean the other area before you can put more stuff in it, but you can't. You are focused on ONLY the area you've written down that day.

Declutter as you go: Do whatever you need to do to sort stuff you're going to keep from stuff you're not going to keep, Konmarie spark joy sort or rainbow label or whatever sorting scheme works for you, but you should have three categories of stuff: keep, donate, throw away. The "bags" in "40 Bags in 40 Days" is supposed to be bags of stuff to donate or throw away, but I actually made another category of bag which was "keep for memory book."

One of my huge problems is that I want to keep tons and tons of little mementos and business cards and stickers and fliers and photos and wristbands from shows and the thing is, if you do that you eventually have a huge pile of what pretty much looks like trash. So what I did was I had gallon storage bags (see-through) and any time I ran into some weird little memento thing that I wanted to keep but that probably seemed like trash, I would put it in the storage bag. Eventually I ended up with ten bags full of that kind of stuff, which I set aside for later, and in the end I put that stuff into three fuck-off huge photo albums with self-stick pages. They aren't organized scrapbooks or anything, they're a bunch of bullshit arrayed together in a displayable form, but it is so much better to have these three huge books than a million tiny piles of paper that I don't know what to do with. I also have a pile of tee-shirts I cut the image off of that is in a bag to become a quilt someday, and I have some small decorative boxes for stuff that I didn't want to get rid of but didn't fit in the albums and that wouldn't really go on display shelves or anything like that.

My "keep for a memory book" bags were more key to decluttering than the trash or donation bags, because a LOT of stuff that I had was stuff that I wanted to keep but didn't have anywhere to put. I *still* make bags like this. I have three or four of them right now, one of which is JUST stuff like wristbands and drink passes and business cards and fliers from shows I did with my band. I just fill up the bags until I've got enough stuff to sit down and work on a memory book for a while, then I go through and stick stuff in the book for a few hours. Having someplace to put all that stuff has been a huge help to prevent me from ending up with the same kind of messy disaster that I had before. This is my personal biggest kind of clutter and isolating it in bags and books has been an enormous quality of life improvement for me.

Limit your scope each day: Cleaning is mentally exhausting, and looking at how much you have left to do or getting distracted by uncovering another area can murder your momentum, so limit the scope to just your area for the day. You aren't cleaning your room, you are cleaning the surface of your desk today. You aren't cleaning your room, you are cleaning the floor of your closet today.

If you're feeling up to it, you may be able to move through several areas on your list in one day - that happened to me a lot, and 40 days ended up becoming more like 15 days - if that happens, and you're up for it, feel free to move on to the next area. But you still should be limiting yourself to the areas in your list, not the room generally. Don't finish cleaning the bottom of the closet and then look up and go "I can clean this whole thing, actually", if you finish cleaning the bottom of your closet and feel like working on cleaning still, move on to the next area on your list instead of randomly attacking everything.

Remove stuff from the space that you're cleaning while you're cleaning it: take any full bag of trash or donations out right away, but also remove stuff that you need to reorganize later. For example: I had books on every surface in my room, but the book shelves were on the wall furthest from the door. Instead of trying to put every book I found on the shelf, I set aside books as I cleaned and took them out of the room so that I could put them on the shelves when I got to them, but wouldn't be tripping over them or dealing with seeing them as distressing visual clutter as I worked on other areas. It helps to have a designated space to do this, so if you live with roommates or family make sure to tell them about the project and designate an area where you will be placing stuff until the project is done; if you can't get that, then have one dedicated box/bin/area in your room that is the 'sort when i get to it' station, and add books/clothes/etc to it as needed.

Give yourself a firm deadline: I know that brains are weird and deadlines are sometimes fake and sometimes motivational, but this deadline is a combination of "promise to your housemates that this pile of stuff won't exist in the entryway forever" and "schedule so that I know that I'm not going to be doing this project for the next seven years." 40 days was the suggested schedule because it was originally a lent thing, but also because that's a reasonable number of chunks to clean up. If your room would work better as 10 chunks, it could be 10 days. I think that more days is probably better because it lets you make smaller areas to focus on, but you know your space best.

Also, be kind to yourself. There have been a number of times that I have gone through all the effort of cleaning and reorganizing a space only to sit down at the end and cry because it's too different and I don't like it. That's not me being unreasonable, that's me being stressed after a stressful process and I am not allowed to beat myself up about it. I'm not allowed to yell at myself for how bad I let my space get, I'm not allowed to call myself names or denigrate myself 'because an adult should be able to keep a tidy space.' Cleaning is stressful and facing your flaws is stressful so the very least that you can do is not add to that stress by topping it off with self-criticism. Other people may be critical of you in this process, and if they are my advice is to let them know that feeling bad about your room isn't going to help it get any cleaner, and that if they want you to keep cleaning they shouldn't make cleaning more of a painful process than it already is by making you feel bad about it.

Good luck! I hope this helps!

[fangirltothefullest]

Thoughts on the welcome home update because YES. Spoilers below the cut.

That sleep aid pill is called remderem which is almost "remember" but the d would be backwards, and its also almost "murder me" while missing the u. Is this anything? I don't know. Im always looking for names of things in args.

We have seen through two puppets eyes. First it was Wally and his discomfort and/or dissociation, and now it's Eddie's discomfort and/or dissociation. Which is fun because we've heard that Eddie would do crafts for the show and you'd just see his hands so that was a fun touch.

First iteration of the website we had mail letters (Eddie) giving us clues. Second iteration had bugs (Frank?) and active drawings (Wally?) giving us clues. Now we have symbols giving us clues and they remind me of stickers a little bit so possibly a connection to Sally? Who else would give the tiny pictures? Questions questions.

At the end of that commercial before his existential crisis, they say Eddie has been invited and they did his job for him so he could rest. Eddie does not seem happy about them doing his job for him instead of letting him do it himself. I am reminded of how clumsy with the mail he seems to be sometimes and how much work they make him do in the other audio clips. I wonder if he is feeling extremely overwhelmed but also unappreciated and that they can do all this work to help and choose not to most days? Sally insists it was easy to do and Eddie does not sound pleased.

One thing i can't stop thinking about and i have to go back and really re-watch the commercials closely, is Poppy. When they invite Eddie to the party they say everyone is there but there's no Poppy in the picture? And earlier they poured gravy on an ornament that, to me, looked very oddly shaped and almost like meat, and we hear Poppy, but we don't see her. So... a pea on a plate..... "P" on a plate? My brain could be misconstruing but did they eat Poppy and is that what he's actually seeing and is that why it's all red? I'd he seeing the reality beyond the mask? Is it more than a pea?

Eddie says "where?" In his crisis as a response to Frank calling his name. People are talking about this as if he doesn't know where he is. I agree this is a likely idea but what if he's asking where Poppy is? Do we ever actually see her in any of the videos or do we just hear her?

Wally has feelings a lot which is good to confirm he has feelings! Eddie also said he would be happy with an apple every single day and my he is an innocentbautism creature wally agenda is flourishing.

The amount if commercials has me fascinated because people used to do that for TV shows (still do but those earlier type ones welcome home is referencing is spot on) commercials for basically everything is accurate and what is funny is the accuracy of what each person is selling. Howdy with the cigarette commercial- he takes every opportunity to sell you something no matter what even if it's not good for you. Sleepy looking Wally selling you sleeping pills happy with the thought of the dream.

Wally being nervous about getting the holiday correct. Is it because he's never done it or ia Home going to hurt him?

Did home hurt Eddie because he was upset during the party? It sure fucking looks like it with home watching him so intensely. Does the chair have something to do with it?

Eddie's scribbled writing reminds me of the people trying to decipher the code on the safe.

On the secret pages it's signed "-W." But it talks as if it's a human person who watched the show and is working either the WHRP team. It also talks too grown up to be wally. Who is this?? Is it the same person from the terrified scribbles of the hidden page previously? It seems maybe so because of referencing needing the cleanup.

[the-90s-music-colosseum]

Round 4 Match 9

propaganda below the cut! (enormous wall of text warning)

Trent Reznor:

"he is everything. he is all that exists around us. he is the air which we breathe. he performed covered in mud at woodstock 94 and somehow made it work. he's largely responsible for arguably the most influential concept album of the 90s. he is beautiful and sweet and stunning. i want to study him under a microscope. i know closer is about sex as a self-destructive behavior but also have you seen how insanely gorgeous he looks in the music video? in the words of my friend, "he sings like he's in heat". he literally humps and destroys synths (in a variety of ways, including stripping the keys off with his boot) during performances. every single outfit he wears is extremely cunty. on multiple occasions guys have said that even though they're straight they would fuck him. finally, in the words of jude doyle: "to this day, looking at a photograph of trent reznor in the early '90s feels like looking into the sun""

"The live March Of The Pigs (1994) video makes me froth at the mouth I start biting and snapping my teeth and growling. I need to rewatch it five times a week at LEAST to stay sane. Trent Reznor is like if a trophy wife was a man. Also the way he WHISPERS INTO THE MIC AT THE END OF SUCK?????HHFSJBDNDNS???? THE ENTIRETY OF THE BROKEN EP????????? Cleanup on aisle my fucking pants. Is this too insane? Sorry"

"I’m a lesbian but that does not fucking mean anything when confronted with trent reznor"

"It's Trent, man. Even the literal devil wants him. He's just boypretty."

"This man deadass wrote a song with the lyric “My moral standing is lying down" in it"

Jonny Greenwood:

"Every art girl's (and boy's) wet dream"

"He wrote the tourist. That's all you need."

"Repeat from my Thom propaganda but he was a part of it so anyways. I had a dream once where I met him and Thom on the street and asked them to sign my Pablo Honey CD, so Thom pushed me into open traffic and I got hit by a car and died and Jonny laughed his ass off. 10/10, my last sight before death was his beautiful face laughing."

"I could probably snap him like a twig but I want to marry him and have 3 children with him before I do that"

"Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose 1/5 of Radiohead. Choose 1/5 of In Rainbows. Choose the man who wrote weird fishes, both Greenwood sisters ,the man in South Park, his telecaster and the stickers on it. Choose the bug Jacqueline Kennedy, his love for literature and poetry, and his lovely lisp. Choose his sublime score for Phantom Thread and his husband Paul Thomas Anderson. Choose the weird amount of straight men who thirst over him in the YouTube comment section. Choose his jawbone. Choose the most pretentious, unpretentious member of the band. Choose his silky hair and his (probably) Dove shampoo. Choose his great knowledge of music theory and how he often disregards it. Choose Astroboy's biggest fanboy (minus maybe Thom. Choose a very hot Alex James who eloped with a fish. Choose Jonny Greenwood. Choose your future. Choose life… Involuntary Trainspotting reference but please vote Jonny over Wario. Oh, and( even though Jonny lives in Italy at the moment), I live in Oxford and if I meet him, I'll tell him that he won."

"He keeps chickens guys, CHICKENS"

"I'm a straight guy but no joke Jonny is hot tbh maybe it's cuz he looks like a chick but like damnnnn"

"He's so gorgeous....kinda like an ant 😍😍😍😍"

Mike Patton:

"Mike didn't consistently wear BDSM masks matched with boiler suits and lick Trevor Dunn on stage just to lose this bracket. Also, if you don't think he's hot in every which way, you clearly haven't seen this: https://youtu.be/gjEbHBafvm0 or this: https://youtu.be/i9_hCjcFNO0 or this: https://youtu.be/Kfq7wHJu21c"

"Mike Patton collaborated with basically everyone who's anyone in music, and he speaks Italian too. He's great in a live show. And Mr. Bungle is unmatched and unparalleled, full stop."

"HEE HEE HOO HOO HA HA FUNNY WHITE MAN SCREAMS IN MY EAR AND BUSTS IT DOWN SEXUAL STYLE"

"I'm a lesbian but I find him insanely attractive which I think says a lot"

"whenever mike arches his back and screams a part of my soul leaves my body and is shattered by the soundwaves."

"all you need to do to love mike is watch this: https://youtu.be/0gq_Jn41iMM&t=1375 the fact that he blurts that out and then super casually goes into the song leaves me crying with rage and hormones every time I see it"

[theartofhellebarde]

More Sticker sketches! I think my favourite in this batch is Mihawk "Single Mother of Two" :'D

I think I'm gonna do two or three more designs and then move on to cleanup ( and probably redraw Robin over there, the pose isn't very dynamic).

[lolasimms]

a lots gonna change pt.19 [alternate ending]

Summary: Married life isn’t great, infidelity ensues and things change.

next chapter

3 years later

"Ellie?" you whispered.

"Hmm?" She groaned groggily.

"It's Christmas." You began to rub her chest, and she turned onto her other side to face you.

"Already?" She was smiling at you.

You nodded and moved the matted strands of hair from her forehead.

"When will Joel get here?" She checked her watch.

“He’ll be here at around 12. We have some time for just us," you scooted in closer, pressing your body against hers.

"I'm grateful for that," her arm wrapped around the smallest part of your waist. "I wish we had the whole day together."

“I know, but let’s use what time we have right now”

-

"Hey Joel, Merry Christmas!" You smile, opening your arms and enveloping him in a hug. He ruffled your hair and then smiles back at you.

"Merry Christmas Y/N" He hands you three medium sized boxes, each with a sticker that displayed your names. You take them in your hands, and place them under the tree before Lila woke up.

"Ellie, Joel's here." You call out to her and she immediately comes bounding from the kitchen into the living area. You leave the two of them to mingle and go upstairs to wake up Lila. She hated being woken up, but you knew today would be the first time of the year she'd happily be awoken.

"Lila honey, time to wake up. It's Christmas!" You sit on her bed slowly, gently whispering as you stroke her face lightly.

"Hmmm? Sleepy." She moves her face from your hand and snuggles further into her pillow.

"Lila, you've gotta wake up so we can open your presents. Santa came last night!"

"Santa isn't even real." That woke her up, you thought. You watch as she pushes off her covers and moves into your lap. You kiss her cheeks, as she nuzzles into you. Forever a mommy's girl.

"How about we brush our teeth and go open the presents huh?" You move her hair out of her face, looking at your tired child and she hesitantly nods.

"Take me to the bathroom please" You sigh and oblige, standing with her in your arms and helping the sleepy child get her teeth clean.

-

The living room looked dreadful; festive wrapping paper was strewn about the carpet, ribbon all over the floor and instruction sheet paper from Lila's new bike thrown everywhere.

"Alright, Joel and Lila you're on cleanup duty, while Y/N and I get lunch ready." Ellie said placing the box of expensive watercolour paint and brushes Joel had gifted her onto the coffee table.

"Why do I gotta be on cleanup duty?" Joel asks, hands on his hips.

"Because you're not the best cook and we all know that." Ellie smiles, patting his shoulder and then walking away.

"Lila, help grandpa clean up and then we can eat." You smile at the two of them who were clearly not excited to do the cleaning and then exit to the kitchen.

"I think I'll pop the ham back in the oven for a few minutes, just to get it hot." You call over your shoulder to Ellie, as she whips the potatoes in a large glass bowl.

"Sounds good honey, hey can you pass me the salt?" You grab the salt from besides you on the kitchen counter and walk over to her side of the island.

"Here you go baby." You hand it to her, she takes it from you and then plants a sweet kiss on your mouth. The action causes you to smile and then you move towards her, she places the whiskers inside the bowl and then envelops you in her arms. 

This mornings session clearly not being enough for the two of you, as you were now having a full on make out session in the middle of your kitchen.

"I want you so bad right now." She whispers, tongue forcing it's way into your mouth. You feel a wave of pleasure shoot throughout your body. Your core aching for her touch again.

"Me too Els, I'm so wet." She moans at your words, bringing her knee to your core and pushing it into you, just how you liked it. You grind against it, getting off on how hot she looked right now. Something about her being so domestic always sent you into overdrive. Just as you felt that familiar bloom in your stomach you were interrupted.

"Oh fuck, shit. Sorry" Joel immediately backs out of the kitchen, making his way back to the living room. Cursing himself for walking into that, he felt the need to wash his eyes from what he had witnessed.

“Ellie oh my god, I don’t think I can face him.” You cringe at the thought of him literally having seen you two in action.

“It’s fine baby, our clothes were on.” She assures you, going back to the potatoes and nodding to the ovens alarm that was now ringing.

“If he brings it up I don’t think I’ll ever recover I swear to god Ellie.”

-

After lunch, a few board games, a movie and dessert. Joel had taken his gifts, some leftovers and bid the family goodnight. Lila was also tucked in and sleeping, leaving you and Ellie in the dimly lit living area all alone. The room was dark barely any light, save for the low burning candles that Ellie had lit up.

She leaned over and grabbed the bottle of red wine that you her and Joel had been sipping all day and poured the last of it into your win glasses.

“I have one more gift.” She said placing her glass on the table beside the armchair.

“Ellie, we agreed not too many gifts. You’re making me feel bad now.” You complained, she knew you didn’t like being one-upped.

“Trust me baby, this is worth it.” You roll your eyes and grunt a small “fine.” Your confused when she gets on the floor, hand reaching into her pocket and eyes already watering. It doesn’t hit you until she’s opened a small velvet box that housed a glistening diamond ring.

“Ellie?” Your mouth refuses to shut itself and you feel dizzy from excitement.

“Y/N, I made the biggest mistake of my life the day I decided to be unfaithful to you. You’re my everything, mother of my child and future children, love of my life and best-friend. You gave me another chance and I want you to know that I will spend the rest of my life making yours beautiful because of that. So will you be me wife again?”

“Yes, oh my god. Yes a thousand times.” She places the ring onto your finger. The two of you sharing what felt like the most intimate kiss you’d ever experienced. You cried in her arms, happy that everything had turned out okay. Sure it was a long time in the making but finally your family was back together.

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[agent-gladhand]

Some of the cleanup work on the sticker I did for Sunny's second sticker collab! wish I got more of the process of this because I really liked this one, alas...

[mondaymelon]

always. (kou x mitsuba x gn!reader)

warnings/notes! poly relationship, human reader, fluff, surprisingly... wholesome?

(a/n) requested by @originisanend!! thank you ♡

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"What are you... doing...?" Kou blinked his cyan eyes repeatedly, the confused expression only deepening as he tried to follow Mistuba's movements.

"Putting together a scrapbook, silly. Stop being dumb, hella-lame-traffic-safety-earring boy." Mistuba stuck his tongue out at the said man before returning his attention back to the photos he had printed out.

"I told you to stop calling me that! We're dating, but you're still always insulting me!" Kou pouted, cheeks flushing as he whined.

Mistuba turned to look at you, pink eyes sparkling with mischief. "Ah... but I think it's a good name. After all, it fits you well. And I think..." The rosy-haired man sent you a not-so-subtle wink before continuing. "They like it too."

"Liar." Kou turned to look at you with his oceany doe eyes, silently begging you to take his side. "You aren't agreeing with Mistuba, are you?"

Blinking rapidly, you shook your head. "Hey, leave me out of this...!"

"You heard it," Mistuba chimed in, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "So now let's just kindly leave that argument and focus on what's important here."

Kou didn't seem pleased, but obliged nonetheless. Perhaps he had the memory of a goldfish, or was just too kind for his own good, but after not long at all, he was already back to being his usual sunny self.

"Where are we putting this one?" Kou asked curiously, glancing at Mistuba and you while pointing to a picture of the three of you standing in the school garden. It had been taken a couple of months ago, when it was much warmer outside. Just seeing the photo brought back good memories that made you feel warm inside.

"WHY ARE THERE SO MANY FUCKING WEEDS-" Mistuba had been put in charge of garden cleanup for the school summer cleaning, and he certainly was not pleased. If that alone hadn't been enough, he had forced the two of you to come along with him. He said it was to keep him company, but the both of you knew that it was just so he could do less work.

"Now, now Mistuba, let's calm down..." Kou had acted as the mediator out of the trio, occasionally having to bandage up any scraps or cuts you got while doing the heavy work outside.

"I'm out." You had said after about an hour of working in the blazing heat. Your hands were sore and your back ached from having to bend over at harsh angles.

Yashiro had come along then, and taken a photo of the three of you. She giggled over it for weeks, although soon forgot about it. The love-stricken girl really did have the memory of a goldfish, considering she became one whenever she touched water.

"Ah, that..." Mistuba scowled, glancing up at you with vengeful eyes. "I still haven't gotten my revenge for you abandoning me, you know."

"Oh no~ I'm so scareddd~~" You giggled your ass off for about a minute before helping Mistuba glue on the final touches. Kou was digging about in a pouch of glitter and stickers, searching for some that matched the current spread the three of you were working on.

"Here!" The boy handed you several flowery stickers, along with a couple quotes and a real dry-pressed daisy. You gingerly took them from his hold, lightly brushing his hand in the process. Kou didn't directly say anything, but you saw him flinch and immediately cover his mouth with his hand.

Laughing to yourself, you placed the final touches on the spread before stepping back and taking a look to admire it. Across the top, written in Mistaba's semi-scribbly handwriting, were the words 私たちの夏, or Our Summer.

There were several photos, including the garden one. Another was during sports day and showed Kou passing the baton to you in a relay race, with Mistuba in the back cheering the two of you on. Another showed the time where you and Mistuba had attempted to make a cake for Kou's birthday... but it had turned out a little lopsided and the blue frosting turned out more purple-like instead. Nevertheless, Kou had almost bursted to tears when the two of you showed up at his residence, holding the cake tray in one hand and a present in the other.

They were pleasant photos, little bundles of warm memories and feelings. Kou glanced at you, seeing your satisfied expression, and whispered to Mistuba, "We should do this more often."

"We'll have plenty of time to this again."

"You'll always be with me, right? In sickness or in health..."

"Yes."

"Always."

[volturialice]

weirdly specific questions are my FAVE 4, 8, 22

a suldrun appears!!

4) mythical creature you think/believe is real?

Idk about "believe" but I desperately want there to be sea monsters and lake monsters. I mean we've barely explored the ocean, there could be a Meg down there we don't KNOW there isn't

8) do you change into specific clothes for the house when you get home?

not reeeeally but if I'm wearing jeans I will change into shorts or a dress. rip to everyone else but when I'm at home I'm an orchid in a greenhouse not a leftover tupperware of soup in the freezer

22) do you have an emotional support water bottle?

not in specific, but I do always have a water bottle on me. I have a work-branded one with stickers, a bougie insulated Rifle Paper Co one from my days of working retail that is the designated Car Bottle now, a regular little sports one, and a fucking massive (48 oz?) free nalgene I got from a local creek cleanup day that is printed with the work of a local artist and also the ugliest thing I have ever seen (sorry to this man.) that one is for when I have to drive across the desert and fear that I might get lost old testament-style

send me weirdly specific asks

[royale-high-guard-hans]

Remember to remain mature and professional this Everfriend season. Us guards have SO KINDLY cleaned up the school halls for you (YOU'RE WELCOME.) only for our to progress to most likely be undone thanks to all of you from Earth who celebrates Valentine's Day this February 14th. Do you have any idea how much trash piles up because of those stupid cards? All the wrapping paper, the STICKERS and GLITTER? Remember this next time you pimple-ridden TEENS are dating in school, for every STUPID surprise confetti is another hour of cleanup work.