#thank you so much!!! you're very sweet

[happi-tree]

I noticed your paper rings songfic so I thought this would be fitting, inspired by long live <3 I associated it the most with terry jr., not quite as dramatic as hero’s but still a heartache considering everything that happens later with them

tonight was a victory. yelling and running across the field, whooping like schoolboys- it was a spontaneous soccer game at the dads’ insistence, reminding you of the game you played with yeet and killa before the battle in faerun. the world kept ending and you kept fighting, and you know time is running out for you to still be boys, still be sons. this might even have been the last time. everything these days feels like it's happening for the last time.

they tend to look to you for a stabilizing influence. right now, the five of you are sprawled across morgan freeman’s living room. sparrow and nick are dozing, lark and grant occasionally commenting on the movie and digging through the last of the snacks. right now it’s not your job to be the mature one, to be anything. right now your only job is to sit right here between grant and sparrow and avoid the hot tamales lark scattered in the popcorn and laugh, unrestrained- and you do.

you glance over to grant, smile wide on your face. it never feels quite real, to grin with abandon like this, but right now you are nineteen and the whole world is a bright shining coin, falling head-over-heels heads-over-tails so bright you hope it blinds you.

it would be nice, if this was the last thing you ever saw, your best friends and a hope close at hand.

“hey,” you say, “will you promise me something?”

you’re the historian, the poet of the group, they’ve always said so. sparrow takes his pictures and you paste them in and write the captions in the scrapbook henry gave you. grant rolls his eyes, affectionate, and places his hands in yours.

“yes,” he says seriously, dramatically. oh, he loves you- they all do. this is what it is, to be loved and indulged in. sweet brown eyes, smile soft as the blanket around your knees.

“we get this forever, right? we’re not- not gonna get fucked up.” he wouldn’t have chosen this group, if he was honest. of all the kids on the soccer team, it was an unlikely four to end up being closer than family. that was the real inheritance of being ron stampler’s stepson. you got the abusive step-grandfather, sure, but you also got the wilsons and the close-fosters and the oak-garcias. he didn’t ask anything of you other than to be loved. you used to wonder how that man could ever be so bold as to consider himself a father; now you just hope you can be just as gentle in your expectations and legacy with your own child, someday.

grant holds your hand tighter. you feel sparrow’s head nestle in just that much closer on your shoulder. nick’s fingers idly strum his guitar strings, humming in that way they all like.

“yes,” grant promises. “no bullshit. we’re gonna stay good.”

lark’s fingers are running through nick’s hair. you don’t see him use magic very often, but it’s casting its own kind of spell. nick’s eyes are half-closed, relaxed in a way that if you squint, you could almost find familiar, in that part of you they say must have existed before the timelines split. you settle into the comfort of another timeline still running parallel in which you are all just as good as you are now.

AAAAAAAA NONNIE THIS IS SO SWEET 🥺🥺🥺 Thank you so much!!! Terry's one of my favorites of the kiddads, especially his s1 iteration, and you write him so well!!! Mentally I am hanging this up in my mind like a treasured painting where I can look at it frequently. Your writing is absolutely PHENOMENAL, lovebird, and I hope you know how much simultaneous joy and heartbreak it brings me!

I hope you have a wonderful rest of your day, Nonnie! I will be thinking about this for the rest of the week <3

[buckera]

love is stored in the silly little hand gestures

+ bonus

✨ THANK YOU FOR 2K FOLLOWERS! ✨

[shuploc]

Neil mentioned at the end of his stream today he'll be adding a new print to his Streamily soon, it is perhaps your liveaction Astarion drawing he was talking about? sorry if I'm mistaken

No, you're absolutely right! 😃 I was told to reach out to him about a week ago and was asked if he could have permission to use my "Neilstarion" drawing for his Streamily and for prints at cons for people who want to get something signed, but didn't bring anything themselves. To which I of course said yes!

Even though I had said it wasn't necessary to compensate me, Neil really insisted that he did, which is super sweet of him. But yes! You're right indeed 😊 I'm not sure if other prints will be added besides mine though, but I suppose we'll see. I'm very excited!

[2aceofspades]

pspspsp

Hey Ace your Leo is so friendshaped!

Oh! Oh??!

I had to I had to...hehe I had both Leos on my mind...

But awwwee thank you so much!! 🥹😭 Such a compliment oh gosh *melts*/pos pos pos

[wayfayrr]

For both botw and totk, I've had this odd habit overall where once I've done every single mission possible and basically completed the game, I leave the kork seed puzzles alone beyond the minimal needed so I had an excuse to continue playing. By the end I've ended up slowlt finding every puzzle bit by bit to extend more time on the game and feeding link good food/getting him to rest regularly between each discoverable one and entirely traveling to them on foot to re-explore the games map again for nostalgias sake. I always felt so horrible how exhausted he possibly felt constantly functioning at 100% at all times. :( the korok puzzles at this point is just a reason for me to spoil the absolute heck out of him. I always couldn't help but wonder if he'd get joy out of the extended time or not. The thought overall always made me giggle.

(Btw you're an absolutely incredible creator and writer, and the time and effort you put into your works and community is awe inspiring. I hope you're staying safe and well especially! Thank you for the time you give us <3)

Honestly that is a really good way to keep on playing (especially since neither of them have a new game+ or hero's mode like the rest of the games) I think he'd really appreciate the fact that you don't want to fully complete the game in order to spend more time with him!!! You like being around him and want to do it more than what the game really intentionally allows

I think that both of those links are more than a bit messed up from their stint in the sheika juice (hence why they can go so long without sleep) but like the others they more than appreciate a good nap there's also the whole thing of them not being 'real' and not needing anything a living person would but ehhhh what difference does that make The fact that you're treating them like they need to eat and sleep is so !!!!!! You make him feel real, and you keep coming back and keeping him out of the void!!!

theres nothing else he could really ask for that would be possible to give you, well besides your touch, but it's not like he'll be able to get that any time soon.

(Thank you for the kind words too!! I absolutely adore this community and most of the people it's allowed me to meet so I'm happy to be able to give back in anyway I can <33 and it's so lovely to get anything like this 💖 I'm staying safe and I hope you are too anon!!)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Sorry I'm a bit late on this, but I just wanted to say congrats on finishing season 1 !! 🥳

LOSING MY MIND AT HOW PERFECT THIS IS!!!!!! THANK YOU PIO!!!!! B'*)

[melit0n]

Talking with some of my mutuals and wishing I knew them when I was eleven and it was sunny all the time. I think I would have liked playing Pokémon with you all

[dtdrawz]

I am, so sorry that you're about to be bombarded woth notifications..-

this ask is like a week old now but THANK YOU <3 <3 <3

[softquietsteadylove]

Hiii darling, how are you?

I had a promt idea and i wanted to share it with you.

What about thenamesh being broken up 😈.

Like i know thats basically imposible because they can not be apart from each other for a long time ( but relationships are hard you know).

So they haven't seen each other in a very long time, and they completely over one another, they even dated other people, but both are currently single.

They are completely over each other, Gilgamesh is NOT constantly thinking about Thena's beautiful sunshine hair, or how smarth she was or her gorgeous long legs he could stare at all day long of course not, and is not like Thena everyday thinks about how charming Gilgamesh was, or how he could make her feel better just saying something dumb or how she got distracted just by looking at those big and strong arms of his, not at all they are soo over each other and they don't even wanna meet again.

But when they do see each other again it goes like this:

- Thena and Gil walking directly to each other whitout realising.

They make eyecontact and fully stop

They stare at each other intensely

Gil : Thena hello ! - dumb smile

Thena : Hello - small blush

The tension in the air can be cut with a butter knife

"Mamma mia" by ABBA starst playing in the background

And thats about it 😊, sorry for any mistakes english is not my first language, and thank you for sharing your works with us they are so beautiful, i love them all, they make my days better 🩷🤍.

"Come on, Gil, don't get all emo on us now!"

But he'd had enough--more than enough. He had only agreed to a night out with the boys because he had dodged them ten times for every one, and tonight was the eleventh hour. Even with all that, it wasn't enough to keep him in the pub with pounding music and the stink of smoke.

Thena hated the smell of smoke.

His friends would tell him not to think that way. For all the times he had sworn to them that he was over her, here he was thinking of her again?

But of course he was! Thinking about Thena was as natural to him as breathing, and the breakup had done nothing to change that. It still felt almost surreal sometimes, as if the last year and a half of his life was still in the haze of post-breakup blues. All the months spent moping around his apartment, the weeks after of being set up with blank face after blank face. He had even maintained a relationship eventually, only to have called her 'Thena' one time (entirely by accident).

He had omitted that part of the story to his friends when they asked 'what happened to what's-her-name?'.

Gil had tried the dating thing, but it was becoming clearer and clearer that it wasn't working for him. If it wasn't Thena, it wasn't for him. And that didn't bode well, considering they had parted ways with the stark promise that there would be no getting back together.

No regrets, they had said. He was going to put the hours into the kitchen that he needed to as the new head chef of a long established restaurant. Thena was going to focus her razor sharp intellect into pursuing her PHD while working at the museum. He had once called her the 'rock star' of the historical world. She hadn't appreciated it at the time.

For their shared declaration of no regrets, there were plenty. He had lamented to his friends how he hadn't expressed enough interest in Thena's work. He didn't watch the historical programs she liked to watch in bed; he fell asleep to them. Although in his defense, Thena never could get through a boxing match without checking a work email or swearing she was paying attention while she read something on her phone.

Thena was on the other side of town, in Sersi's old flat after she and Dane had decided to finally move in together. She had always done best with her own space, after all. Yet another regret; their half-assed compromise - which made neither of them happy - on how to use the second bedroom. Gil wanted a home gym and Thena wanted a home office. It ended up housing his exercise equipment cramped in with all the books she couldn't fit onto the living room shelves.

It was the truest compromise, in the sense that they were both left frustrated and unsatisfied by the results.

Really, it was them making old fights into new ones. He knew she liked having her own space. Anyone would, after growing up with an annoying twin brother like Ikaris their whole life, he could admit. But he hadn't really appreciated her bringing up that he was an only child as a reason for him not sympathising with her more.

It was little things, really. Little things that had just...piled up on them. Him kicking his shoes off hastily, forgetting that Thena had grown up in a preparatory school and liked everything arranged neatly. Her leaving her teabags piled up in the garbage instead of in the organic waste container he kept in the fridge, specifically because the kitchen was his domain and he didn't like unwanted smells hovering around.

Little things piling up; it was for the best, they had agreed.

And now, a year and a half later, here he was, outside a pub, in the snow. He checked his phone; the night was young, but his friends were enough pints in that maybe they wouldn't notice if he decided to just...leave. If they asked, he could say it was way later, they just weren't remembering it right.

He walked slowly, still staring at his phone. It was the blank, default phone background. He hadn't settled on a new one after needing to take down the picture of him and Thena on their trip to Australia. It wasn't any more pathetic than the rest of his life.

"Sorry," a soft voice uttered, scuffling feet in snow filling the air as they narrowly avoided one another.

Her eyes rose to meet his, still a sparkling green that contrasted the hair that was the colour of pure sunshine. She was dressed in all white, as she always was. He had always said it was her colour. "Hey."

The one word was like the cavalry call. Memories flowed through him. Some of the bad times. But the happy ones far, far outweighed them. There were so many happy ones it was a wonder they had ever decided they weren't worth the bad.

Thena was still the most beautiful woman Gil had ever seen. Her edges were so sharp, and yet she still possessed a softness--a fragility to her delicate frame. It was hard to tell under her long white coat if she looked different, but he remembered those long legs entwined with his in the hammock on their balcony. Her lips were still full and succulent like a berry.

"Hey." He smiled, and she smiled as well. There was a lightness to it that hadn't been there when she had left her key with him and closed the door behind her. "How are you?"

"Good," she answered plainly, as she always had. Her eyes darted down to the ground and she tucked some hair behind her ear, still a clear tell of when she was nervous. His heart skipped a beat as he caught a blush in her cheeks. "And you?"

"Yeah," he answered, not that it was much of an answer. He had yet to stop smiling, but she was still smiling too. "Restaurant's doing well--same old."

Thena nodded, some of her hair tumbling from her scarf wound loosely around her. "I read a review of it. Your praises were sung most eloquently."

She had such a poetry to her language. Some found it odd, but Gil had always admired her more elegant word choice in comparison to his easy and casual phrases. He had tried writing poetry, but he was no match for her simply describing how her day was.

"Yeah?" he grinned. The idea of her checking a review of his work was more than he could have hoped for. It felt like hearing that she had asked if he was seeing anyone.

"I'm not surprised," she stated more than confessed. "You have always been an excellent chef. I wouldn't have needed some culinary reporter to tell me that."

Emboldened by her olive branch, Gil stepped closer. "And how's the doctorate?"

Her pleased smile returned, her scarf even picking up in the wind and brushing the front of his army green jacket. She used to always put her hand on his chest for no good reason, whenever she wanted. "I'll be submitting by the end of this year. Nothing is signed yet, but I'm told things look promising."

His grin stretched wider. The word 'rock star' was on his tongue again but he inhaled, drawing up his shouldering instead of wrapping his arms around her and picking her up off the ground. "Hey, that's great! I mean, I knew you'd get it. You're way too good not to."

Thena's eyes drifted downward again. Her smile turned shaky and her hands went to the buttons of her coat. She swayed on the spot, as if unsure of which direction to lean. "Thanks, Gil."

The snow filled in the silence between them, Mamma Mia positively blaring from inside the pub. The flashing, coloured lights inside proved stronger than the tint of the windows, reflecting on the snow already fallen.

Thena broke the silence first. "I'm surprised you're out this late."

Once, that might have been a barb about how he always had to sleep early to get into the restaurant early (especially on nights when she had a work social at the museum). But that was years ago, and now it was a casual - if nervous - question asked in a playful tone.

Gil smiled. "Well, usually I wouldn't. But the guys have really started giving me a hard time about-"

He clamped his mouth shut, suddenly terrified of uttering the truth of his dismal life since her exit. Surely it was pathetic of him to tell his ex-girlfriend about how all he did was lie around watching the same five shows and living almost completely off of leftovers from work.

But Thena laughed. It was gentle, and light, and he still found it really cute. "So, you came out tonight just to appease them?"

Her laughter drew out his as well. His shoulders lowered and his hands shuffled around in his pockets. "Guess so."

Thena looked towards the dark glass of the windows. It took her a few minutes to build up to what she had to say. But rather than eagerly rush her, he waited, happy to admire her. "I have become even less social than before, if you can believe it."

"Wow," he commented outright, earning the mildest form of her glare possible. He chuckled, though. "I can't believe it."

She could have left it there if she wanted. But she kept holding her scarf at the ends, braving on. "It seems I've been a bit reclusive since..."

It was Thena to bridge the unspoken gap, utter those completely forbidden words. But in that way, it was also her extending her hand, asking him to take it.

Gil turned soft, as he always did with her. His voice lowered to nearly a whisper, like it would after she'd had a night terror and needed comforting. "I guess I have too."

She had closed the distance as much as she could. She needed more from him, going quiet again and staring into his chest.

Gil eagerly met her halfway, pulling his hands from his pockets and crushing her against him. It was just a hug, something friends could do (if she decided she would regret this, too). "I missed you."

But she slid her arms around him. She buried her nose in his jacket and he leaned over her, practically engulfing her in his arms. She inhaled, drinking in the scent of him.

"Sorry, I probably smell like fryer oil," he excused. She had always hated that smell.

She shook her head, still buried in him. "I missed it."

How was he not supposed to fall in love with her all over again?

"Hey," he said gently, only encouraging her to pull away enough to look at him. He brushed some hair from the crown of her head. "Would you wanna grab something? We could get a decaf...something--you still don't drink, right?"

Thena beamed as if he had asked her something so much more than just terrible coffee. But small things - like remembering that she didn't really enjoy drinking - always meant the most to her. "I'd love to."

Just hearing the word from her lips made his heart leap in joy. It remembered hearing that word so often from her. It wanted to hear it again.

"So, uh," Gil began, leading her away from the pub with her hand in his. Maybe it was too much to hold hands with someone he had just asked out, but Thena's hand held onto his just as firmly. "That 24 hour place is still open. I heard they have daily specials now."

"Sounds lovely." She hadn't become a conversationalist. But she held onto his hand, letting him go on about the pastries in the window and how it was under new ownership. He didn't mention how he couldn't even look at the place for the first two months after their breakup.

Gil looked at her but didn't stop walking as she leaned against him. "You okay? We don't have to go out, if you're tired. You can just come over and I can make you some tea."

She buried her face in his sleeve. "You think I'm the type to go home with you on the first night we've met?"

He paused for a second before letting out a laugh that would wake anyone out of a dead sleep. "Are you flirting with me?"

"You seem much more the flirtatious type."

Thena was happy to play coy about it, but he knew she was flirting because she was terrible at it when they'd first started dating. "Maybe I am."

"You could take a girl to dinner, first." It was light, witty banter, her favourite kind. She was relaxing more and more.

"How's tomorrow?"

He waited for her response, only able to look at the top of her head with her leaning on him. But it made him think of the beach in Australia when he had first told her he loved her. He had thought it plenty of times before, but that was the first time he had spoken the words. Maybe he would get the chance to say them again.

Thena adjusted their arms, linking them at the elbows, still revealing nothing of her expression as she said, "it's a date."

[blushes-and-gropes]

You seem like the sweetest dom in the world. I hope this week brings you good things <3

Aweee, thank you !! That is so sweet of you to say dear. I hope you have a wonderful week as well full of great things 💞

[yanderemommabean]

Hey!

I just wanna say thank you to the beans who have sent me money through tips. I wasn't expecting such generosity and it genuinely means so much to me, and it's going to help me afford things for myself like my own shampoo and my own gas and so on! Im not good with saying thank you, but to the beans who gave to me, it means so so much, and I can't thank you enough! I love you very much, you're all very kind and very sweet souls! Thank you so much, again!

-Mommabean

[ursachaotic]

Ok this might be a little weird and I want to tell this to you anonymously because I don't want to make you feel pressured into answering ^^' (let it be known I am a mutual of yours & I know we don't talk but I think you're really cool <:) Your genuine love for Gravity Falls and you excitement about The Book of Bill is kind of. Helping me rekindle old love for the franchise. I stopped interacting with it more or less involuntarily (bad experience with bad people) and felt bad that I can't get into it but honestly your interest did help me rediscover it, or at least start to do so. Like I've picked up my old Journal 3 a couple times this week, I thought about re-watching the show, I bookmarked the cheapest "to be released" listings for TBOB in the online shops in my country, I have the thisisnotawebsitedotcom bookmarked too. I've been picking up my hand-made-from-a-towel Bill plush and just looking at him. Thinking about trying to find his hat and make him a new bow because I took them off when it was just too awful to perceive.

I hope this isn't weird. I genuinely don't mean to be weird or trigger your anxiety or anything, I mean it. Your love for this show and everything around it is helping me a bit to rediscover my own, which is great, because as someone with interest in folklore, the paranormal and cryptids, GF was an amazing thing to discover. I myself made a grown up version of Dipper, who's a full-on cryptid hunter and wrote a lot of stories about him, later turning that concept into my own thing because it was too painful to keep but I loved all of the creatures I made and the lore and stuff. So I just took my ideas and moved it into my own thing, which is currently my most developed universe with my most beloved ocs.

This is lengthy. Sorry. Again, I genuinely don't want to creep you out, just, I'm glad I found you and your art and your comic and that you're so excited about your interests. Please know that you are never bad or annoying for loving what you love, please continue being so passionate about things, because it's really cool. You're cool. I hope you know that ^^ and, well, if not, I'm telling you. You're cool and your work is amazing.

(If you would prefer me to pm you feel free to post about it here or your personal? blog, whichever you're cool with, I'll probably see it and can just pm you with like "haha yeah I'm the long rekindled-interest anon" or you can answer this or just read & delete, I really don't mind if you don't want to answer ^^. Just, wanted to say this. Again I hope this isn't weird ;w; I swear I'm just a little adhd guy who used to love GF a lot, and possibly might be okay enough to start interacting with it on his own. And your love for the franchise helped.)

Hi this made me tear up (iN A GOOD WAY I PROMISE AHSDOFISADH I CRY WHEN I'M HAPPY LOL), this is seriously so, so sweet. Thank you so much for sending me this!! 🥹 I'm really glad that all of my silly Gravity Falls stuff has helped you get back into the show, and I hope you enjoy it and enjoy the Book of Bill if you get it!

Also, this seriously means a lot to me, especially because I'm actually really self-conscious about my interests and passions haha. I'm terrified of being seen as annoying, and there's been a lot of times recently where I've shut down out of the fear of being annoying about my interests. But I'm starting to not give a shit about whether or not people find me annoying online?? I want to be super vocal about something I adore so damn much cause it makes me happy! I've also been burnt out on drawing for a WHILE, but reading this book has given me so much inspiration, and drawing feels really fun and exciting again for the first time in a while! I struggle with depression a lot too, but my love for Bill and excitement about what's to come for the series has helped me feel really happy and kept me going for the first time in a bit. So, while I'm still scared of being perceived as annoying, I'm really happy right now and I want to keep doing stuff that makes me happy, even if that's just drawing Bill antagonizing me / my sona lmao. Seriously, thank you so much for sending me this! It's incredibly sweet and I'm really grateful that you did ;w;

Also you can absolutely reach out over DMs!! I would love to talk, but I hope you're having a wonderful day!! 🥹❤️

[hisui-dreamer]

My Dearest Rinna,

As the echoes of affection linger in the air this Valentine's Day, I feel compelled to share something with you that has long dwelled in the recesses of my heart. Will you be my Valentine?

In the shadows of Night Raven College, amidst the whispers of secrets and schemes, I find myself drawn to you with a fervor that defies explanation. Your presence is a beacon in the darkness, illuminating the path to a love I never knew I sought

Let us rendezvous at the Mostro Lounge, where the ambiance is as enchanting as your smile. There, amidst the flickering candlelight and the soft strains of music, I long to confess my affections and share moments of intimacy with you.

My dear Rinna, know that beneath the facade of politeness lies a heart that beats only for you. Join me, and together, let us embrace the magic of this night and the love that binds us.

With deepest sincerity,

Jade Leech

ALSJFBKSHSKABSKHDNVDKZBSKSBB "Will you be my Valentine?" YESYESYEYSYEYSYEHGQVSJAF

ahem... i mean...

My most beloved Jade,

It makes me incredibly happy to receive your letter, and I confess it would make me the happiest person on earth to be your Valentine.

I know you don't often show it, but your kindness swells my heart with glee every time I'm met with it. Your mind so so spectacular I find myself longing to hear you speak your thoughts more often.

You must know I'm not nearly as eloquent in person compared to on paper, so I do hope you'll be more forgiving towards me. I fear my heart might burst if I am to withstand too much of your teasing. But I am very much looking forward to our rendezvous.

Worry not, my dear, for my trust in you is stronger than anyone else and your sincerity is clear as day. I shall see you later.

With overflowing love,

Rinna

[autistic-britta-perry]

me: aw Tina didn't say Mr President when she saw him tina minutes later: Mr President!!! Hello! :D Hi Mr President!!

[vellichorom]

rushed to draw this bc of thierry shrimp liker canon. . .

TAKEN ME AWHILE TO SIT DOWN & RESPOND BUT KNOW I'VE BEEN LOOKING AT THIS IMAGE LIKE THIS ALL DAY

makes me feel bad i answered your question so unwholesomely /silly

HANGING WITH LITTLE GARRETT... he WOULD. & he looks so CUTE like this OUGH... YOU PERFECTLY CAPTURED THIERRY'S OLD MAN FEATURES & MAKE HIM LOOK SOOOOOO SOFT & SOFTHEARTED & THIS IS JUST AN ADORABLE IMAGE, BLESS YOUR HEART & THANK YOU !!!!!!!!

[just-a-sewer-goblin]

I’ve never sent an ask to anyone before but I just had to say, I really love your stories!! Of course Butcher!Simon is an obvious fave but Baker!Johnny has a new special place in my heart 🖤 I hope you have a beautiful day/evening/night

Hi! It's really kind of you to tell me. Sending asks can take a lot of courage, thank you for doing it anyway. Especially for the first time!

I really love hearing from you guys and the fact that you took the time to press silly little buttons to let me know that you enjoy those stories makes me so incredibly happy.

Sadly I'm in the middle of my exams and you all will probably have to wait until after for a continuation of the stories.

I wish you a wonderful day/night/whatever time it is too. <3