#tysm for the askkkk!!

[sennaverstappen]

hi sweets! let's see for..... 37. ... without a motive + gax, if you're up for it! 🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷

from this! sorry for being so extremely late 😭😭💌💌

“So, do you want to kiss?” 

George feels his blood run cold. Or hot. He isn’t sure anymore. 

The Mercedes motorhome is mostly empty, and very quiet. Toto had already left - had urged George and Max to do the same. Somehow, George is still here. A mosquito zooms past his ears. 

Max looks at him like he’s expecting him to answer that question. As if he had just asked George what time it is, or what he’s doing over the summer break. Not - that. 

He might have misheard, he realizes a bit late, licking over his teeth to check if he’s not dreaming - all of his teeth fall out in his lucid dreams. They are still very much there. He swallows, a chill running down his back - a drip of sweat, too.

“What did you say, mate?” His own words are slurred, but it’s probably not from the alcohol any longer. Max raises an eyebrow. 

“I asked if you want to kiss,” Max says, as if he’s asking George if he’d like a cup of tea, or a ride home, perhaps. He does not trust his ears anymore, even if the mosquito is still zooming past him.

For the first time, or the second, maybe, George considers it. Max is not… un-pretty, or anything of the sort. His lips look plump, and he’d have to lean down a tad to reach them. The thought does not sound despicable, at the very least. 

He hasn’t kissed anyone since -

George scraps that thought. 

In a moment so unlike him he must still be dreaming, if he ever was, George nods. He swallows, and it’s dry. He licks his lips in a disastrous attempt to wet them even a little, cracked from the Bahrain heat. 

Max smiles, reaching for George’s cheek, and he can’t help but let out a sigh, leaning into the touch. His hands are softer than expected. 

He should’ve touched Max, too. His brain is lagging.

Max puts his lips on George’s, shuddering into the kiss. George’s right, as he usually is - his lips are soft, and Max is a good kisser, too. He can’t help but moan as he deepens the kiss, feeling Max lick at his teeth. 

He tries following Max’s lips when he breaks the kiss, and Max has the audacity to giggle. “That was nice. I will see you after the debrief, then?” 

George is left alone in the Mercedes garage once again.

#.txt #my fic #tysm for the askkkk!! #this is merc!gax btw #just a warning. #gax

[justobsessedwithlove]

Yo, just wanted to say I think your very sweet and amazing cause I have seen you constantly asking people if they are okay and offering your help, and I ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOUR DOODLES and ART, it's so good, I think your really cool, and I hope you have a good day

OMG TYSM ANON I LOVE YOU WHOEVER YOU ARE <333

(seriously you have NO CLUE how damn happy this made me you made my day tysm)

ASHDGNJFH IT FEELS SO NICE TO BE APPRECIATED LIKE THIS AAJHKJFH THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY OMG TYSMM (lowkey tearing up lmao)

asking ppl if they need help is my love language i guess, because like i know how it feels when no one notices when you're down

TYSM FOR THE ART COMPLIMENT JAGAJGHHDSFJGAKJ I HAVE A HARD TIME LIKING MY ART SO THIS MEANT THE WORLD TO ME

i REALLY hope i'm following you already because anyone who would take a minute out of their day to write a nice ask like this deserves the world omg TYSMMMM AKJHGSJGH <3333

#screenshoting this and looking back when im sad #fav #TYSM FOR THE ASKKKK AJHAGJGNJFHGSJH #MADE MY DAY #ILY ANON

[scoutpologist]

12 & 9?

9. Ever wore a mask for a costume?

I don't actually think so!! Maybe once when I was a kid, but I don't remember doing it, so for the sake of this question it didn't happen. I'd love to but masks (not COVID ones, costume ones) usually irritate me a lot sensory-wise so I find it difficult to wear them.

12. Best hamentaschen filling?

Oh fuck how am I supposed to answer this they're all good. Uhhhhhhhhh I honestly have to say apricot atm? It's more refreshing than most other flavors and it's pretty unique. Funnily enough I don't like apricots on their own that much, but the filling is just too good. All the flavors are really good though, and I've yet to try date or poppy seed filling but I really want to!!

#ask #incomingstorm #tysm for sending in an askkkk i love doing these smmm

[void-rock]

Where can people read your rewrite? (If you plan to post it of course). Tbh it sounds super interesting and hella good.

AGHHH tysm for saying so!! Most of it is not offically written anywhere yet, hence why I have not posted anything aside for that little scene bc I wrote that little exerpt specifically for that little animation I did. HOWEVER I am working on writing down an outline on my rewrite (as well as redesigning all the major characters) on Notion and when I get a bit farther on that I will share the page so people who are intrested can read my rewrite! Plus I will probably write more little exeprts like the one I had as well as some fics and oneshots and post em on here, so keep an eye out if you're intrested!

Chiao :3c

#tysm for the askkkk! #aphverse #aphmau rewrite #aphmau minecraft diaries #mcd #mcd aphmau #asks #also b honest would u guys b mad if i added my self insert oc into my rewrite b so fr #asking for a friend

[avaritia-ffxiv]

What is your favorite thing about Saga? Which of your oc if any do you hope he ends up as much fun writing as? And where in the world IS Carmen Sandiego???

@sagahin mention (someone tell the freaking healer bonus to come up for him in MSQ roulette WHY ARE TANKS SO IN DEMAND RN okay got it)

What is your favorite thing about Saga? 

How genuine he is, honestly. He does hide things about himself, he will feint on things he doesn’t want to talk about or show, but in his approach to life and others, he puts his best intent forward and wears his heart on his sleeve more often than not. It’s not that it’d never have gotten him hurt before, or taken advantage of, or just in general had negative consequences for him. He’s not wholly naive.

He still does it, though, because it’s what he wants to be and damn if he’s going to let others stop him ‘cause they think he should be something else for any reason. He means all of his kindness with every fiber of his being. None of it is for show, to deceive, or to only forward selfish ends (even if he does fully accept, acknowledge, and willfully benefit from his positive actions sometimes). He means well no matter the circumstances, because that’s the course he’s decided on, and it just kinda gets to me sometimes.

Do I see that changing about him, sad as a part of me would be if that happened? Quite likely. He’s still young enough that he hasn’t fully settled into himself unlike my IC maturity wise older characters, and he hasn’t had any incredibly negative experiences in his life that would’ve affected him greatly. Should he have those, who knows how he would react.

Which of your oc if any do you hope he ends up as much fun writing as?

I don’t want to play favorites (it’s Saahe. Saahe’s my favorite), but honestly he’s probably been the most fun to write of my muses, already and so far. I have fun with all of them, obviously, but there’s just something about Saga that tickles me. Could be because he’s just near polar opposite of the muse I played for uhhhh eight, nine years? So he’s kinda a breath of fresh air in that regard.

Mind, none of my FFXIV characters are very alike to my previous character, but he’s just the most unalike.

And where in the world IS Carmen Sandiego??? 

Ngl I had to google what the fuck this was and all I can say is I have no idea what’s going on.

#asks #sagahin #aces and kings #acesandkings #finished writing this during the ultima cutscene #tysm for the askkkk

[supernova-ferro]

9 and 15 for the fic asks <3

9 ok i think i got the idea for the birthday party chapter that was originally just a oneshot but then i overthought it and was ike omg what if it was a multichapter

15 - so far ludmi bc there is soooo much to her

#tysm for the askkkk

[jalapenobee]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers💖 (no pressure though! <3)

:000 omg hi

okay hmmm

1. thunderstorms

2. teachers getting really enthusiastic abt smth they're teaching

3. clean dishes

4. ando shiki <3

5. drawings by little kids

#tysm for the askkkk #buzz

[abstractreign]

"Doesn't it feel like our time is running out?" ( → @pixieacoco / tsugrus )

( → s.ave rock and roll by f.all out boy album starters !! sent in from a while back; still accepting )

"Ooh— it's a little scary, hearing you say that." Shibuya's Composer, now manifested in the UG at her side, shakes his head— with a warm smile despite the remark ( and consistent with the tone it's uttered in ).

Preparations are underway for what Joshua figures will be the final struggle— the one that decides Shibuya's fate for the time being. And soon, he'll have to leave and drop in on his former proxy— provide any needed kicks in the ass. But, while he's found himself in her company, he might as well give her some encouragement too.

His gaze is directed upwards, to the distortion that looms above them all. "I know you know better than most about all the ways this can go wrong."

"And things can and have gone wrong. We know that much thanks to Rindo." He glances at her from the side. "But hesitation won't do us any good. Either Shibuya pulls through— or it doesn't. So we do all we can to make sure that it does."

Matsunae also knows better than most about what it means to lose a home, doesn't she?

With a toss of his hair, he turns, ready to depart. "Keep your resolve, and you'll have all the time left to figure out what you're going to do from that moment onward."

#tsugrus #so only say my name⸴ it will be held against you ❯ answered ic #{ fnejfe thanks for the wait this took a while to finish but !! #{ this was fun to write out!! tysm for the askkkk yeehaw #i don't mind the fireworks that keep me awake ❯ queue #i'm just a moment⸴ so don't let me pass you by ❯ post twewy to mid neo

[gresiniracing]

rome, athens and florence!

thanku !!

rome: ancient rome or ancient greece?

i think ancient greece probably but they r both very interestinggg

athens: favourite greek myth?

icarus babey

florence: how did you discover your favourite artist’s work?

my fav artist is malena bozzini and i honestly dont know bc it was a while ago but *probably* the instagram explore page

#nearly wrote a paragraph 4 the first one abt like my old history teachers . but i realised it was boring so i didnt. #tysm 4 the askkkk <333 #was a struggle to decide on a fav artist but i did it ! #ask games

[according2thelore]

Ohmygod this was my askkkk!! I am so so happy with thiss, rolling around it like a kitten I am sooo fed!!! Tysm!! The twist with it being their intention all along for ES!winchesters to find out…..I am dead, absolutely dead. You are so good, soo creative. ES!Sam you are in for a ride, and ES!Dean, you better get over with your hangups soon and accept what it is.

My imagination is running wild now and because of this being intentional, I am imagining LS!Winchesters now fully staging this setup, lure ES!Sam in it because he would be easier to convince and LS!Sam knows that Dean *deserves* to be with a version of himself, pre cage, pre demon blood, all pure and innocent and fiery and angry and confident - something he is only rarely these days. This Sam will take what he wants. So LS!Sam arranges this thing for LS!Dean and ES!Sam, tells his Dean to enjoy! And my oh my does he. ES!Sam is his to claim first now???? This precious thing, eager to please but also has this arrogance in him that makes him so so so much Sam. Meanwhile ES!Dean is off to run some errand (by LS!Sam's design) but he returns early and sees his baby bro with that older version of himself and LOSES IT. HOW DARE DEAN NOT ONKY DEFILE HIS OWN LITTLE BROTHER BUT ALSO ES!DEAN'S!!!!! HE IS FURIOUS AND YEARNING AND HATES IT THAT HE WASNT THE ONE AND STARTS STRAIGHT UP MURDER BUT LS!SAM MAYBE CALMS HIM???? OHMYGOD

(also??? thank you so much for correcting the misread ask???? I would have taken with greedy grabby hands if you had completely misread it also!! I am OBSESSED with this verse! You are the nicestestestest)

HIHIHIHI!!!!!

GAH! this ask was so cute and nice i was kickin' my lil feet!

this idea is so great! your mind!

this falls into a similar category as one of my most recent posts, and i wrote it accordingly. do i think that LS!Dean would deprive ES!Dean of being LS!Sam's "first" dean? no, i don't think so. that bastard is so possessive i think he can respect the insane-brotherwife grind.

so this is just a delightful hypothetical based on your prompt!

without further ado, enjoy!

"plan b?" dean asks, and sammy lifts his head from his arms. his temples throb with a headache.

dean is sitting across from him at the dining table, nursing a glass of something sam can smell from here. sam snags the glass and takes a sip that curdles his nose hairs before passing it back.

"were we really this stupid? like this dumb?" sammy groans, rubbing a hand through his hair. "i mean, i believe you would be this obtuse, but me? i was just studying for the LSAT like a year ago!"

"oh here comes the big fancy college boy with his big triangle words. you're still gagging for me so hard you're getting an aneurysm." dean rolls his eyes. sammy rolls his eyes right back.

it hadn't worked. they had set those little fuckers up, and expected at least a conversation to happen. but sammy just walked in on their younger selves in the kitchen the other day and they didn't even break apart abashedly! no awkward explanations at all! there wasn't even anything to explain--they were standing on opposite sides of the room!

"did we make it worse?" sammy asks. dean considers this.

"nah. we can fuck it up at least three times as bad if we put our heads together."

so they put their heads together.

~~~

"you want me to what?" sam asks, and there's that blush. sammy tilts his head away so the kid can't see him smile. it's going to make this so much harder if he thinks he's being laughed at.

"pour some sugar on me," dean says, waggling his eyebrows.

sam's face sours.

yup. made it harder.

"not really," sammy is quick to correct. "just...make it look like something's happening."

sam's eyes narrow.

"why?"

and isn't that the crux of the whole damn thing. sammy's done some weird things in his life. he's been to the past. he's been to the future. he's been to hell, been to alternate dimensions, and killed just about every type of monster one can think of.

and yet, having to explain why he and dean want to "parent trap" their own younger selves to said younger self might rank high on that list of weird.

"guy's in love with you." dean says, before sammy can say anything. sammy clenches his jaw. way to just jump into this thing.

sam blanches. "no. he's not. you're--he's my brother. you don't know what you're talking about."

"i don't know dean?" dean asks, eyebrow raised. sam sputters.

"well, you know you. but my dean is different. he's not--" heat creeps onto sam's cheeks, as if remembering the compromising position he caught them in the other day. "you."

dean mhmms flatly.

"then what's the harm? he walks in on this, is not jealous, and it doesn't do anything." sammy posits.

"easy for you to say! you have--" sam gestures at dean, but doesn't look at him. "if my dean caught me like that, if he knew--he'd...he'd never talk to me again. he'd...he'd be disgusted."

sammy and dean share a look. after having been tested so often, so deeply, and reaffirming their...bond--as chick-flick and meaningless as it sounds--the distance they had gained from this depth of anxiety removed the sting from it.

sammy will always remember working himself literally ill over it. but when he feels like that, he has the comfort of walking up to dean and biting down on the place where his neck and shoulder meet. he has the comfort of dean putting sticky notes that read "kick me" on the back, and then holding his face like he's the only thing that's ever mattered.

their younger selves deserve this. sammy has no idea if this is going to change the past. he doesn't know if these two will leave here tomorrow or in a week or in a year and be completely wiped-clean, or if they'll keep it all. but they deserve that comfort, that confirmation, that reassurance, as long as they can have it.

and honestly, fuck it. sammy wants a younger dean to be with his younger self. he sees their insecurities and their weird dance around each other and kciks himself for ever being so blind.

not having dean as soon as it was possible to have him will always be one of his biggest regrets.

so, sammy says,

"okay, listen. if it doesn't work, we have a mirror in 219 that erases the viewer's memories from the last 24 hours. all of 'em. so if we try this, and it doesn't work, we can slip it under dean's pillow, and he won't even remember. a zero sum game. no harm, no foul, right?"

sammy can feel dean's eyes on the side of his face, but he maintains intense eye-contact with his younger self.

no, they don't. they absolutely do not have that.

but for the first time, he can see something like hope in the kid's eyes, and--again, fuck it. in for a penny.

"he won't remember?" sam repeats, slowly.

"not a thing." sammy says, wondering if this counts as lying or self-delusion. sam is quiet for a long moment. he looks between him and dean for a few times, suspicion melting.

"yeah. okay." he says finally, looking at dean with a strange hunger in his eyes that brings sammy up short. oh shit. should he-- "i'm in."

~~~

getting dean out of the bunker is embarrassingly easy.

"you know what i would kill for right now?" sammy asks, suddenly, while they're all sitting around a table in the library. sam jolts, even though he had been expecting it. "pringles. do we have any pringles left?"

"oh, man." sam says, his eyes widen. "me, too."

even though they planned this out ten minutes ago, sammy's dean perks up like he's going to say something decidedly not-on-script. sammy shoots him a warning look. he sighs.

"whoops. i think i ate them all." dean looks at the table, like he's a football player forced to be in the school play for extra credit.

"oh." younger dean says. he sits up straight. he looks back and forth between the sams. "i mean. yeah. if we need a grocery run, i could go get some."

his nonchalant tone is belied by the fact his almost trips over his own feet to get up.

"i'll be back!" he calls, already in the doorway.

"god, i'm so fucking transparent." older dean mutters directly into his own palms as he hides his face in his hands. sam pats him on the back comfortingly.

forty-five minutes later, it's all in motion.

sammy knocks against the door twice as he hears dean's footsteps shuffle down the hallway, and rushes away, rounding the corner so dean won't be able to see him.

sam and older dean are set up in the garage. dean had pulled up one of the cars right next to the door so younger dean could see everything.

they had laid out clear ground rules: no actual kissing, no touching "bathing suit territory" (dean had proposed that addendum solemnly, and sam's face had screwed up, like he was considering if he actually felt anything but annoyance for his brother.)

they had decided on signals: two knocks when dean was coming, one knock if things were going to plan, three knocks for "i'll go get the mirror" for sam, and "oh shit we gotta have a plan c" for dean.

sammy had made sure the door was perfectly cracked to give dean some assurance of anonymity, and they had figured that was the best strategy, since dean was known apparently to peep when he suspected his older self and sammy were getting close.

sammy hadn't expected being able to hear sam and older dean's voices from down the hallway, but he can. he can also hear younger dean's footsteps falter as he gets closer to the door.

"no, you're doing it--" an aggravated sigh. "c'mere." a shuffling of limbs. "you see how the drive belt comes this way? we need to loop it around the--"

a pause.

"what're you lookin' at?" dean's voice has lowered an octave, and sammy shifts, a pavlov reaction to hearing dean like that.

"i'm just--" sam peters into silence. a gasp. younger dean's gasp. did he think it was sammy in the garage this whole time? sammy stifles a smile against his hand.

"you lookin' at me, sammy baby?"

"baby?" sam repeats indignantly, but is cut off by a gasp as something in the room clatters to the ground.

"yeah, that's right. you're my baby brother, aren't you? my baby brother. you like seein' me like this? bigger than you? i know my sammy likes it when i throw him around a little. show him who takes care of him."

sam is breathless, and sammy can hear it, when he says, "dean."

sammy wonders how they're set up. does dean have him pressed to the front of the car? hiked onto a table, like he and sammy were set up that first time?

he realizes that it's killing him not to know.

a coo, from dean. "oh. look at you, sweetheart. you're so hard, and i haven't even touched you yet. you think i could make you come just by talkin' to you? hm? you like big brother tellin' you how much he loves takin' care of you that much?"

sammy realizes that he's started to chub up in his jeans. and he also realizes that younger dean hasn't said anything yet. sammy's torn between wanting to look around the corner and see if he's still there and staying put.

what if sam was right, and younger dean's just not ready for this yet? sammy's dean had reassured him in no uncertain terms that he had been lusting after sam since a truly concerning age.

but what if the jealousy is too much? what if seeing them like that carves an impossible chasm?

"dean, i--i" sam sounds much more unsure, like he's losing control fast. sammy bites down hard on his tongue.

he makes a split-second decision.

he rounds the corner.

and dean's got a fucking gun.

sammy starts in a dead sprint just as dean kicks open the door to the garage.

"you sick fuck!" he yells. sammy's behind him in a second, pulling his arms back. dean's starts kicking immediately, even as sammy is able to pull him mostly off the ground.

"he's a kid!" dean's still yelling. "we promised, fucker! we promised!"

sammy looks around dean's flailing body, and sees sam's horrified face. he looks like he's about to be sick. older dean's leaned him up against the side of the car, and he's not even touching him, just standing a few inches away. sammy's dean has visibly paled.

"hey, that's not--" he starts, but dean's already going off again,

"get your goddamn hands off of him!" sammy starts hauling him away, and manages to kick the garage door closed--but not before dean shouts a parting shot, "you think he wants those disgusting fucking hands on him?!"

sammy manages to wrestle dean a couple steps down the hallway before dean starts to go limp.

"i'm calm," dean says, and his gun hand does actually go limp, so sammy starts to let him go.

"what the hell happened back there?" sammy asks, heartbeat in his throat. play dumb! play dumb!

dean tucks his gun back into his pants. he's looking at the wall over sammy's shoulder.

"he shouldnta' been sayin' that." dean mutters. "not his place to. sam is...never mind."

not his place to.

"his place?" sammy prompts. despite the fact that he's pretty sure he had a heart attack back there, he tries really, really hard not to smile. he's taking this very seriously.

dean's phrase is dangerously close to the point of all this, and sam should not celebrate because he's positive older dean and sam are powering through some angst (that sammy will have to deal with later) in the next room right now.

sammy feels like one of those tv show therapists with big glasses, armchair, and ballpoint pen. and how did that make you feel?

"i don't--" dean's eyes fall to his. "i don't know why i said that." his brows furrow. "i gotta go. i need some fresh air."

and without another word, dean turns around and walks away.

operation: go convince your brother to kiss you, but also not you is a-go.

before he walks away, sammy remembers the knock code: once for success, two for dean's arrival, three for failure. and honestly?

sammy knocks on the door once. and he trails after dean, barely resisting the urge to whistle.

oh yeah. they got this in the bag.

~~~~

@aj-carryon au contraire! you are the nicest! i hope you enjoyed this little ficlet, aj! (i hope that's your name, if not, then i hope you enjoyed, friend!)

your asks always make me giggle and twirl my hair, lol! kissing u on both cheeks!

-lizzy

#ask box #lizzy answers #ES/LS verse #aj-carryon

[scorchedmazes]

THOMINHO 🌩️🌩️🌩️

I'm sorry I don't know what to askkkk but I empathise abt the boring car ride 😭😭😭

Umm

What are a bunch of like.. meet cute scenarios for them? like eg minho is a tattoo artist and gives thomas his first tattoo

THE STORM CLOUDSSKFKD I LOVE IT

omg minho as a tattoo artist,, your MIND.

-barista minho lives in my head rent free,, thomas is a med student who doesn’t even like coffee but wants to visit the hot guy that makes it

-track meet au where they’re rivals,, MMMM

-thomas as a doctor and minho is a physical therapist or a patient (either one works)

tysm for the ask!!! 🫶🏼🫶🏼

#my asks #ask response #ari rambles ab thominho #ari talks

[thatonelightyear]

I read through your built headcanon stuff and genuinely that is well thought out and pretty cool to read about too. Curious thooo- - When it comes to manufacturers, who runs the whole show there lol? Like who heads the company. Is it a certain car which represents the whole company (like maybe an really important car for the company orr).

- What happens when a vehicle retires and don't really have nothing else to do? Maybe like bigger vehicles where they mainly have one purpose only??

- Do manufacturers stop making a certain kind of model when they get make better ones? If so, does that mean a family wouldn't be able to get such a model or smth?

wwoowowow another ask!!! and from the one and only beoingboingboing too hehehe :D alr let's get on to this..

When it comes to manufacturers, who runs the whole show there lol? Like who heads the company. Is it a certain car which represents the whole company (like maybe an really important car for the company orr).

ANS: You should REALLY read this fic by the-king's-tail-fin here but in short, I'd like to believe that the manufactureres just *are*, and there would be one car that oversees the process of releasing newly built cars to the world, and how the factories function etc. Is it a lot of work? yes. Therefore it most likely is a family thing- to better facilitate the teaching and everything... or like a mentor-apprentice thing where the current head of the manufacturer passes on all they know to their successor

What happens when a vehicle retires and don't really have nothing else to do? Maybe like bigger vehicles where they mainly have one purpose only??

ANS: Well this might get a little dark but uh. It depends because if they really don't have a job then ig its just normal retirement? Living out your years in your home, using the funds you've saved up over the course of the years- for smaller vehicles, sure. But for the larger ones with only one purpose, then... old hangars or docks, and they just. wait. wait and waste away. (I hc most of these larger vehicles opt to simply be scrapped at the end of service life - sitting and wasting away seems more painful...)

Do manufacturers stop making a certain kind of model when they get make better ones? If so, does that mean a family wouldn't be able to get such a model or smth?

ANS: Yeah, I mean manufacturers will constantly test and design newer, better models, that's just how it goes. Then when they decide to phase out the older models at their own discretion they just. stop making them. Families would therefore be unable to get such a model, obviously. So they'd go for the newer models - but the model doesn't really *matter* does it? The point is that you want a child for their character, for their precociousness and why does looks have to be a factor?

(had fun with this TYSM for the askkkk :DDD)

#asks #cars fandom #lightrambles #my hcs #woc headcanons

[corviisquire]

I know I'm still keeping your other ask hostage (👀) but I came across ✨this✨ on Pinterest and, well. Ya know 🥺🍅

HIHIHIHI DARYA 💙🦋🌙

Punicae core ❤️✨

so gorgeous I would wear this and I’m sure Punicae would too. ilyyyy tysm for this askkkk ❤️💖💕💙❤️💖💕❤️💖💖❣️❣️💓❣️🦑❣️🦞❤️🦐🦀

#ask #ask box #ranne my beloved #Punicae

[knismo-riley]

🐆🐊🦤 - for the ask meme!

🐆- as a lee i’m super self conscious so i can’t say i particularly show them

BUTTT as a ler i LOVE when lees do it its adorable and makes my ler mood skyrocket

🐊- i unfortunately have not been tickled in lord knows when maybe not since september, but a boy can dream 🤞

🦤- hmm i’m not sure i guess maybe my preference on soft twords? they used to not appeal to me as much UNTIL i experienced them.. now i can say with certainty they are just as effective… if not worse

TYSM FOR THE ASKKKK ! :D

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[fanfic-chan]

For the ask game: can we get Cell 13 (Uno, Rock, Nico and Jyugo) from Nanbaka? :3

Happy holidays friend!

OMG OMG OMG YESSSS!! A NANBAKA ASKKKK!! TYSM SQUIGGILY!! This show is honestly soooo underrated and I love getting to talk about these boys any chance I get! Also gonna tag @stopiteatpopcorn since they're the one that introduced me to the show in the first place!!^^

Uno: Literally the only decent wrapper in the whole cell. Between both his impressive coordination skills as a gambler and his passion for looking good, he always puts a lot of effort into his wrapping and it shows. Likes to rub his superior wrapping abilities in the others' faces a lot lol.

Rock: It's not... Bad, per say? Just, a little on the rougher side of things. Like, it looks fine, but you can definitely tell that his aren't quite as straight as Uno's are, and he also has a bad habit of ripping the paper on accident so to avoid having to rewrap it, he'll just tape another piece over the hole and say it's done pfft.

Nico: You know how it looks whenever a young child is wrapping a gift for the very first time? That super sloppy lump that looks more like a balled up piece of trash than a gift? Yeah. That's how Nico wraps gifts. Poor Uno has been trying for years to help him improve but it's no use. He always ends up getting ahead of himself because he's excited. It's ok though. Atleast he tries?^^`

Jyugo: Straight up can't wrap. The one time he tried, he ended up having to be rescued by Hajime because he somehow got so tangled up in the wrapping paper and tape that he got stuck and couldn't get out of it. Ever since that incident, Seitarou just brings him gift bags to use. The others still laugh at him for this.

Ask me here!^^ (OPEN)

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[gently-decaying-flowers]

🎧 Headphones or earbuds?

🥤 What’s your go-to Starbucks order?

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

hmmm earbuds

caramel frappe >:]

my aesthetic is a little mix of everything so…. chaos? homosexuality?

AHA! so my dream outfit (that i’m slowly gathering the pieces for) is a black turtleneck under a big sweater, paired with wide leg jeans and cute converse (plus all of my accessories)

tysm for the askkkk <3

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