I'm a little loopy!!

My fav interests are: PIXAR films, The 7D, The Bad Guys, CN shows from the 2010s (except TTG! & PPG 2016), Minions, and cinnamon!!

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I wrote my first ever fanfic back in 2024 and I’m very proud of it because it’s my favorite show when I was 8 years old and it's sad that the network (*cough cough Disney) euthanized it. I’ve been giving it a lot of thought and wondering what could’ve happened if it got another season. So here it is!

Prologue/Promo

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

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Here’s a digital drawing of Bashful’s magical kitty from my fanfic! They’re name is Sunny☀️

Background: Born with pure white fur, a litter of 7 kittens were gravely injured and too weak to stand. As they gazed up at the glowing sky, drops of golden sunlight drifted into each tiny mouth. The moment the kittens swallowed the radiant droplets, a warm golden light spread through their bodies, healing every wound and restoring their strength. The white fur turned into a brilliant marigold blonde, and a glowing Corona sun crest symbol appeared on each back before fading away. Within moments, the lone survivors stood renewed, carrying the blessing of the sun. • The kitten’s species, known as golden sundrop kitties, went extinct after Jollywood’s seven founding fathers died, though one survived.

• Their powers included eternal youth, healing themselves and someone’s injuries, being excellent hiders, and transforming into jaguars with sun powers. (In my fanfic, Tangled and The 7D co-exist in the same universe)

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Bashful is wearing Fry’s outfit? What a mix-up!

Inspiration came from this!

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I’m just picturing this with the 7D!

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Draw your Charlie and Vaggie in their party dresses from the season 2 finale but your own take on them! (They are a hot mess ngl)

Hazbin Masterpost

So I just tried a few different options, and haven't decided on one. Feel free to share opinions on them.

I tried a few different styles that have the same general vibe as the ones from the show. The top row I kept closer to the original colors, just to focus on the style. I know I drew Vaggie reversed from the direction it was in the show. The way I had posed her for the drawing just worked better to show it that way. I can reverse it later if necessary.

Second row I just made a couple slight color adjustments. For example, I don't like the white edge of her top being right next to her literally white skin. Hot mess indeed. I also tried out some gloves and boots/leggings for Vaggie.

This next page was experimenting more with colors. I just picked a dress to use for it. It's not necessarily the one I settled on. For Vaggie, I think I'm leaning toward either the top middle or top right. For Charlie, I don't really know which I prefer.

Oh! Or I could do something for Vaggie where it's closer to her commercial outfit/pilot 30s dress.

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These 2 options are PEAK!!

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The Royal Wedding Crisis (the 7D fanfic)

Chapter 5: The Dance After the Storm

**[Scene: Jollywood Castle — during and after the wedding]**

The kingdom is glowing.

Lanterns drift through the near night sky like tiny floating stars while music echoes across every tower of Jollywood. The castle courtyard sparkles with celebration, laughter, and enough dancing to physically exhaust several musicians.

Against all odds, the royal wedding between Queen Delightful and Lord Starchbottom had gone off without another interruption after the dragon attack.

During the vows, Starchbottom’s mother was openly dabbing at her eyes, and, much to everyone’s surprise, Grumpy was doing the same.

The newlyweds shared a kiss, and Starchbottom swept Queen Delightful into a graceful dip at the same time. The crowd erupted into applause and joyful cheers, while excited conversations buzzed through the air around them.

It was beautiful.

No dark storms.

No collapsing towers.

No giant magical reptiles.

Just celebration.

The after-party is in full swing.

The dwarfs of The 7D dance wildly near the center of the courtyard while guests cheer and clap around them.

Happy is somehow leading three different dance circles simultaneously.

Grumpy looks deeply offended to be participating but is still keeping rhythm perfectly.

Sleepy is slow dancing with a lantern while half asleep.

Doc is explaining “the mathematical precision of celebratory movement” to confused guests.

And Dopey is spinning glow sticks dangerously close to the cake table.

[Scene: Courtyard edge — later that night]

A little farther from the crowd, Bashful stands quietly near the edge of the celebration.

The golden-furred magical kitten sits calmly the table, blinking at the floating lights overhead while licking a piece of cake.

Bashful watches the kingdom around him.

The music.

The laughter.

Queen Delightful smiling happily beside her new husband.

A few days ago, the sight would have shattered him.

Now…

It only aches a little.

And somehow, that feels important.

He takes a slow breath.

Bashful: ...Okay.

He straightens slightly.

Bashful: Now or never.

The kitten gives a tiny encouraging meow.

Bashful smiles nervously.

Then slowly walks toward the balcony overlooking the celebration.

[Scene: Balcony — quieter corner of the celebration]

The noise of the party fades softer here.

Lantern light glows gently against the castle walls while distant music drifts through the night air.

Queen Delightful stands near the balcony railing, watching the celebration below with a warm smile.

Bashful hesitates for exactly three full seconds before speaking.

Bashful: Your Majesty... can I talk to you?

Queen Delightful turns kindly.

As always, her expression is gentle.

Queen Delightful: Of course, Bashful.

A pause follows.

Bashful immediately begins fidgeting with his hands.

Then his sleeves.

Then his bowtie.

Then accidentally the kitten.

The kitten meows in protest.

Bashful: S-sorry.

He takes another breath.

This one shakier.

Bashful: I just... I need to say something I should’ve said a long time ago.

He swallows hard.

Looks down.

Then finally forces himself to say it.

Bashful: I... I’ve always had feelings for you.

Silence settles softly between them.

The music from below continues faintly in the distance.

The kitten tilts its head.

Bashful freezes completely after finally saying it aloud, like his body no longer knows how to function.

Bashful: I just... had to say it.

He laughs nervously.

Bashful: Even if it doesn’t change anything.

Queen Delightful looks at him gently.

Then slowly raises a hand.

Queen Delightful: Bashful...

A small pause.

Queen Delightful: I know.

Bashful blinks.

Once.

Twice.

Then his entire brain visibly stalls.

Bashful: You... knew?

Queen Delightful nods softly.

Queen Delightful: Yes.

Queen Delightful: I’ve known for a long time.

Bashful stares in complete disbelief.

Bashful: Then why didn’t you say anything?

Queen Delightful’s expression turns more sympathetic.

Not awkward.

Not uncomfortable.

Just honest.

Queen Delightful: Because I didn’t want to hurt you.

She steps a little closer.

Queen Delightful: I knew I couldn’t feel the same way... and I hoped you’d understand in time.

A long quiet settles over the balcony.

Not cruel.

Not angry.

Just real.

[Quick clip montage]

— Bashful fainting dramatically around Queen Delightful (Various Season 1 moments)

— Bashful singing to her at the Jollypalooza Concert ("Bathtub Bashful")

— Bashful being dubbed a knight ("Knight School")

— Bashful wandering through the forest with the kitten

— Bashful training with the Fairy Guru

— Bashful standing calmly in meditation

— Big Bash battling dragons in the storm above Jollywood

— Bashful finally smiling without forcing it

[Back to balcony]

Bashful exhales slowly.

And for the first time…

The breath doesn’t shake.

Bashful (softly): So I was holding onto something that wasn’t meant to be.

Queen Delightful nods gently.

Queen Delightful: Sometimes love is also letting go. But we’re still friends.

Bashful looks down at the glowing kitten curled against his shoulder.

Then out across Jollywood.

The lanterns.

The music.

The people he cares about.

The life still moving forward.

A small, peaceful smile forms across his face.

Not heartbroken.

Not pretending.

Just peaceful.

Bashful: She’s happy...

A beat.

Bashful: That’s enough.

From below, loud voices suddenly interrupt the emotional moment.

Happy (offscreen): BASHFUL! GET OVER HERE!

Grumpy (offscreen): HE’S ESCAPING THE DANCING AGAIN!

Sleepy (offscreen): Wake me up if there’s cake...

Bashful laughs softly despite himself.

Queen Delightful smiles warmly.

Queen Delightful: Go enjoy the celebration. (gives him a kiss in the cheek)

Bashful nods.

This time without hesitation.

[Scene: Castle courtyard — celebration continues]

The dwarfs immediately drag Bashful back into the celebration.

Happy spins him directly into the dance circle before he can protest.

Happy: Come on, dance!

Bashful: I-I don’t really—

Happy: TOO LATE!

Bashful stumbles awkwardly at first—

Then slowly starts laughing.

Actually laughing.

The kitten bounces happily on his shoulder while the music swells around them.

After a moment, Bashful glances toward Happy.

Bashful: Hey, Happy?

Happy: Yeah, pal?

Bashful: Can I still join your classes?

Happy gasps dramatically.

Happy: Really?!

Bashful smiles and slightly blushes.

Bashful: Maybe every Wednesday?

Happy immediately throws an arm around him.

Happy: Sure, pal. I’d love that.

Nearby, Sleepy raises a hand sleepily.

Sleepy: Do yoga naps count as classes?

Grumpy: No.

Sleepy: Then I’ve wasted weeks of training.

They laugh.

The music rises higher.

Lanterns continue floating into the endless night sky above Jollywood.

And standing among his friends, Bashful finally realizes something important:

Moving on does not mean forgetting.

It means growing.

Not because he got everything he wanted.

But because he finally found himself again.

The camera slowly pulls back from the glowing kingdom below.

(A black heart shaped iris shot closes in)

The End

Notes: The scene where Queen Delightful tells Bashful she knew about his crush for her is a reference to the Gravity Falls episode, "The Bunker" where Wendy lets Dipper down easy that she knew about Dipper having feelings for her, she’s too old for him but they’re still friends.

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The Royal Wedding Crisis (the 7D fanfic)

Chapter 4: Dragons Over Jollywood

Announcer: And now, back to The 7D, on Disney XD!

Timestamp: 20 Minutes Earlier **[Scene: Jollywood Castle — wedding day chaos]**

Jollywood Castle glows with celebration.

Golden ribbons flutter from every tower. Musicians play triumphant wedding music in the courtyard. Guests laugh beneath sparkling banners while servants rush back and forth carrying cakes, flowers, and enough glitter to permanently alter the kingdom’s ecosystem.

Queen Delightful wore her platinum-blonde hair in a hip-length French braid. She was dressed in an off-shoulder baby pink fishtail gown with short sleeves and flamingo-pink kitten heels, accessorized with a gold tiara/veil, along with light teal tassel earrings.

Starchbottom wore a cream-yellow button-up shirt beneath an olive-green tuxedo with mid-length coattails, a black cummerbund, and teal oxford shoes with black laces. He completed the look with a small dark green top hat featuring a teal band and a matching teal boutonnière.

Everything is perfect.

Until it suddenly isn’t.

A massive shadow slowly rolls across the sky.

The sunlight disappears.

One by one, guests begin noticing the darkness overhead.

The music falters.

The wind grows colder.

Guest: Is that... weather?

Doc: That is not normal weather.

A deep rumble shakes the ground hard enough to rattle the castle windows.

Several guests scream.

One wedding cake tips sideways dramatically before a servant catches it at the last second.

[Scene: Above Jollywood]

Lightning tears across the clouds.

The storm twists violently overhead like the sky itself is being ripped open.

Then—

Two enormous shapes emerge from the darkness.

Wings like torn shadows.

Eyes glowing with magical fury.

Towering scales crackling with dark energy.

Hildy Gloom and Grim Gloom have transformed into gigantic mega-dragons.

The entire kingdom freezes in horror.

Hildy (roaring): FINALLY! POWER FIT FOR A QUEEN!

Grim (echoing): AND A KING!

The dragons circle the castle, unleashing blasts of dark magic that twist banners into knots, bend towers sideways, and send wedding decorations flying in every direction.

Confetti explodes accidentally into the storm like festive panic.

[Scene: Castle ballroom]

Inside the castle, chaos erupts instantly.

Guests duck beneath tables.

Royal guards scramble in every direction.

Someone runs past carrying three flower arrangements and screaming.

Queen Delightful stands firm despite the panic around her.

She stares upward through the shattered ceiling windows, shocked—but determined.

Queen Delightful: Not on my wedding day...

Beside her, Lord Starchbottom nervously straightens his bowtie while trying very hard to appear composed.

Lord Starchbottom: This is... not ideal.

Another explosion shakes the castle.

He immediately runs towards Queen Delightful and shields her.

Cut back to present time

[Scene: Forest edge outside Jollywood]

A lone figure appears at the tree line.

It is Bashful.

But not the same Bashful who left.

His movements are steady now. Focused. Calm in a way that feels earned instead of forced.

The golden-furred magical kitten pops out of his beard, watching the burning sky with glowing green eyes.

Bashful stares at the kingdom in shock.

Smoke rises above the towers.

Dark magic crackles across the clouds.

Screams echo faintly in the distance.

Bashful: ...So that’s what the smoke was.

A long pause.

Then slowly—

He rips off the top portion of his hat.

He tears away his shoulder sleeves, turning them into elbow-length fingerless gloves.

He unties his red poncho and fastens it into a flowing cape.

The wind shifts dramatically around him.

He closes his eyes.

Breathes in.

Breathes out.

Bashful: Okay.

He steps forward.

Bashful: No more running.

The air suddenly surges with energy.

His expression sharpens instantly.

Confidence replaces hesitation.

Fear burns away into determination.

Because of this moment—

Big Bash: The Big Bash is back!

The kitten meows proudly—

Then suddenly glows with golden magic.

Its tiny form rapidly transforms into a powerful jaguar with glowing markings shaped like suns.

Big Bash grins.

Big Bash: Now that’s new.

The jaguar lowers itself.

Big Bash leaps onto its back.

Big Bash: Heigh-ho Sunny, away!

[Scene: Battle begins]

The mega-dragons dive toward the castle.

Guests scream below.

Dark magic blasts through the air—

Then suddenly—

A golden yellow blur rockets across the battlefield.

Big Bash: HEY! OVERGROWN LIZARDS!!

A magical blast fires toward him.

Big Bash flips sideways off the jaguar midair, narrowly dodging the explosion before landing perfectly again.

Big Bash: You picked the wrong wedding!

The jaguar sprints up the side of a collapsing tower with impossible agility.

Chunks of stone fall away beneath them.

Then—

They launch directly toward the dragons.

[Scene: Inside castle — the 7D assemble]

The remaining dwarfs watch the battle from a shattered castle window.

Happy’s jaw drops.

Happy: The Big Bash is out there alone?!

Grumpy: He picked the worst timing for hero mode.

Doc: Then we assist scientifically!

Sleepy: Can we assist after a nap?

Dopey: heroic excited whistling

Another explosion shakes the room.

Happy points dramatically toward the battlefield.

Happy: LET’S GO HELP HIM!

All: Heigh-Ho!

The dwarfs charge out together.

Sleepy somehow falls asleep for three seconds while running.

[Scene: Sky battle — chaos intensifies]

The battle over Jollywood becomes absolute chaos.

Lightning crashes through the clouds.

Dark magic spirals across the sky.

The dragons unleash a massive shockwave that rattles the kingdom.

Big Bash and the jaguar barely dodge it.

Big Bash: Okay... they got bigger.

The jaguar suddenly leaps upward and releases a powerful magical pulse from its glowing markings.

The blast disrupts the dragons’ spell midair.

Dark magic flickers violently.

Big Bash: ...Huh.

Big Bash: Good cat.

The jaguar roars proudly.

But Grim and Hildy recover quickly.

Far too quickly.

Grim (roaring): YOU CANNOT STOP US!

Hildy: JOLLYWOOD BELONGS TO THE GLOOMS!

The dragons unleash another devastating wave of magic.

Big Bash blocks falling debris with his staff while protecting civilians below.

Even he begins struggling against the overwhelming power.

[Scene: Reinforcements arrive]

Suddenly—

A familiar whistle echoes across the battlefield.

The rest of The 7D arrive.

Happy: Big Bash! You’re not alone!

Grumpy: Unfortunately.

Doc: We’ve calculated a group strategy!

Sleepy: I calculated a nap earlier...

Dopey: determined whistling

The dwarfs leap into action immediately.

Happy distracts the dragons with impossible optimism.

Grumpy smashes unstable debris before it crushes civilians.

Doc redirects magical currents using improvised scientific nonsense.

Sleepy accidentally snores loudly enough to disrupt a spell circle.

And Dopey somehow launches himself from a catapult wagon and crashes directly into Grim’s nose.

Nobody knows how.

Not even Dopey.

[Final confrontation — sky above Jollywood]

The storm spirals violently overhead as dark magic and light collide.

Big Bash looks around at his friends fighting beside him.

For the first time, he doesn’t feel alone.

Not because his heartbreak vanished.

But because he finally understands something bigger than it.

The fairy’s words echo faintly in his mind.

"Love is not possession."

Big Bash tightens his grip on his staff.

Breathes steadily.

Focuses.

Big Bash: THIS ENDS NOW!

The dwarfs combine their efforts together, creating a massive counter-wave of harmony against the Glooms’ chaos.

Light erupts through the storm.

Big Bash and the jaguar leap directly into the center of it.

He channels everything he learned:

Calm.

Focus.

Courage.

Friendship.

And finally—

Acceptance.

A massive burst of combined rainbow-colored energy explodes outward across the sky.

The mega-dragons are engulfed in brilliant light.

[Scene: Aftermath]

Silence.

Then—

The storm vanishes completely.

Sunlight pours back across Jollywood.

Hildy and Grim crash into a tangled pile of enchanted vines and groan.

Grim: Ow...

Hildy: This is all your fault!

Grim: My fault?! You're the one who wanted to become giant dragons!

Hildy: And who added extra dragon teeth to the potion?!

Grim: I thought it would make us extra dragon-y!

Hildy: Well, it made us extra defeated!

The guards surround them.

Guard: Don't move!

Grim: Worst wedding ever.

Hildy: Agreed.

Grim: We didn't even get cake.

Hildy: GRIM!

[Scene: Castle courtyard]

The wedding is saved.

Guests cheer loudly.

The musicians cautiously resume playing.

Someone finishes throwing confetti several minutes too late.

Queen Delightful approaches the dwarfs warmly.

Queen Delightful: You all saved Jollywood.

Lord Starchbottom adjusts his outfit, trying desperately to recover his dignity.

Lord Starchbottom: I handled that remarkably well.

A nearby guest stares at him.

Guest: You hid inside a cake cart.

Lord Starchbottom: Strategically.

Nearby, Big Bash slowly relaxes.

Big Bash smiles faintly.

A real smile this time.

Big Bash (quietly): ...Maybe I didn’t waste the journey after all.

The rest of The 7D gather around him proudly.

Happy: You did good, Big Bash.

Grumpy: Don’t get used to it.

Sleepy: Is it nap time now?

Doc: Heroically speaking, that was exceptional teamwork.

Dopey: victory whistle

Big Bash chuckles softly.

Then glances toward the wedding decorations.

Toward Queen Delightful.

Toward the life he thought he wanted.

And for the first time...

It doesn’t hurt anymore.

He steps backward toward the forest.

Big Bash: Gotta go. Someone’s waiting for you at the entrance.

He gives a confident wink—

Then rides off into the forest atop the glowing jaguar as the wind catches his cape dramatically behind him.

The others watch him disappear into the trees.

And somewhere far above the kingdom...

The storm clouds finally clear completely.

Bashful (AKA the big bash) comes running in with the kitten on his shoulder. He was wearing a lime-green tuxedo with an olive green bowtie and a vermillion boutonnière.

Bashful: Guys! I’m here! (looks around, pretends to be surprised) Whoa! What did I miss?

1 2 3 Final

Notes: Bashful riding on the kitten/jaguar is a reference to Maya & the Three, with the titular character having a giant battle cat and often accompanies his masters into battle.

• Big Bash’s new design is a nod to @viarbarakit’s version

• Queen Delightful’s earrings are the same earrings she wore as her persona, Lotta Glamour

• Bashful shouting “Heigh-ho Sunny, away!” is a pop cultural reference to The Lone Ranger

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The Royal Wedding Crisis (the 7D fanfic)

Chapter 3: Smoke on the Horizon

[Scene: Forest trail outside Jollywood]

Bashful continues his journey alone, still processing everything that happened back home. The forest trail is quiet, the air is soft, and for once... he isn’t spiraling.

The sound of birdsong drifts through the trees. Leaves rustle gently overhead. The farther he walks from Jollywood, the quieter his thoughts become.

For a moment, he almost feels peaceful.

Bashful: Maybe this is good. Fresh air. No castles... no weddings... no—

Rustle.

Bashful freezes instantly and grips his staff in a defensive pose.

Bashful: H-Hello? Who’s there?!

He steps toward a bush that made the noise and pokes it with his staff and quickly runs away, hiding behind a nearby tree.

There is another tiny rustle from the bushes.

Bashful: (thinking) Don’t be a snake! Don’t be a snake!

Bashful squints, leaning forward just a little.

Then something small stumbles out onto the path.

Bashful: Huh?

It is a kitten.

But not just any kitten.

It has marigold-blonde fur that strangely resembles Bashful’s hair, and it almost glows in the sunlight. Its emerald-green eyes shimmer faintly like enchanted glass.

But it had a small thorn in its front paw and was meowing in pain.

Bashful: Aw, poor thing.

Bashful puts down his staff and slowly walks toward it to help. But the kitten notices him and is frightened.

“Meow!”

(POV shot of the kitten seeing Bashful)

Bashful: It’s okay. I’m not gonna hurt you.

He gives a tiny nervous giggle and kneels down.

Bashful: I just wanna help, that's all.

The kitten hesitates, its ears twitching uncertainly.

Bashful: See? Nice and easy.

Very carefully, he plucks the thorn from its paw.

“Meow?”

The kitten blinks, then gently places its paw on the ground. The pain is gone.

Bashful: There you go. All better.

The kitten gazes up at him for a moment before it meows happily then suddenly hops right onto the top of his hat as a way of saying “thank you”.

Bashful: (giggles) Oh! You're wel—

Before Bashful can react, the kitten launches itself down into his arms.

He immediately melts into a puddle of softness like he was hypnotized and starts cradling it like a newborn.

Bashful: Oh my gems! Look at those itty-bitty paws!

The kitten lets out a happy little purr and bats at his beard with its tiny paws.

Bashful: Aww! You're so cute! Coochie-coochie-coo—

He starts tickling its belly, completely helpless against its adorable face.

Bashful: You are the cutest kitten I’ve ever seen! YOU are! Yes, you are so precious!

Then Bashful notices something.

The kitten has no collar.

No tag.

No owner.

No clear sign of where it came from.

His smile fades a little, replaced by a gentler look.

Bashful: No name... no home...

He glances down at the kitten, who is now kneading his sleeve like it has decided he belongs to it.

Bashful: I guess you’re coming with me.

The kitten curls up instantly on his shoulder, perfectly content, as if this arrangement had been decided long before Bashful ever walked this path.

And for the first time since leaving Jollywood, Bashful smiles without forcing it.

Unbeknownst to Bashful, far away in the shadows of the Gloom lair, Hildy Gloom watches a magical tracking orb glow with the kitten’s location.

[Scene: The Glooms’ lair]

The orb swirls with images of the forest path, the mountain trail, and Bashful carrying the kitten.

Hildy leans in with a wicked grin while Grim studies the display with cold satisfaction.

Hildy: Perfect. Let the little emotional distraction do its job.

She sprinkles crushed up copperhead snake scales in the cauldron. While Grim adds a dragon tooth in it.

Grim: It will keep him off balance. Like a bent ruler.

Hildy: And right where we want him.

The kitten on the orb blinks, innocent and unaware, while the Glooms exchange pleased looks.

[Scene: Mountain path — later]

Bashful climbs a steep mountain trail with the kitten riding on his shoulder like a royal passenger.

The higher he climbs, the cleaner the air feels. The wind is cooler here, and the path seems to narrow into a place meant for thinking rather than running.

For a while, Bashful says nothing.

He simply walks.

And somehow, that feels like a victory.

Bashful: Okay... I don’t know why I feel better, but I do.

He glances at the kitten perched on his shoulder.

Bashful: You’re weirdly calming. (notices the feeling in his left foot) My foot doesn’t hurt anymore.

The kitten purrs loudly, almost as if it understands exactly what he means.

Bashful takes another step.

Then another.

His breathing slows.

His shoulders lower a little.

And just when the world seems still enough to hold a thought—

The wind changes.

A calm voice echoes from above.

Voice: You carry confusion in your steps.

Bashful looks up.

On a floating rock platform sits a serene glowing figure—a fairy with flowing robes and an aura of peaceful energy radiating from him.

He appears completely unbothered by gravity, weather, or anything else that usually ruins Bashful’s day.

Fairy Guru: I am the mountain’s teacher. You seek clarity.

Bashful: I just... wanted to get away from everything.

The fairy closes his eyes gently, as though he has heard this story a thousand times before.

Fairy Guru: Then you carry everything with you.

Bashful shifts uncomfortably, looking down at the kitten, then at his feet, then anywhere except his face.

He gives a tiny embarrassed shrug.

Bashful: Yeah... that sounds about right.

The fairy smiles in a soft, knowing way.

[Scene: Mountain meditation space]

Soon Bashful is seated in a quiet clearing near the mountain peak. His yoga clothes from earlier are back on, though they look even more ridiculous in the crisp mountain air.

He is trying to balance in a tree pose while stretching upward, wobbling slightly but doing his best.

The kitten sits nearby, perfectly still.

Almost too still.

Bashful notices but assumes it is being calm in a very noble way.

Fairy Guru: Good. Now breathe.

Bashful: Okay...

Fairy Guru: Inhale.

Bashful inhales.

Fairy Guru: Exhale.

Bashful exhales.

The fairy circles him slowly, speaking with quiet certainty.

Fairy Guru: Love is not ownership.

Bashful: ...Oh.

Fairy Guru: Love is not possession. You may love someone... even when they choose another path.

Bashful’s face softens.

He looks down at his hands, then away toward the distant horizon.

Bashful: So... I can still care about Queen Delightful?

Fairy Guru: Yes.

Bashful: Even if she’s marrying Starchbottom?

Fairy Guru: Yes.

Fairy Guru: Without letting sorrow define you.

Bashful sits down slowly, letting the lesson sink in.

For the first time, he actually looks calm.

Not numb.

Not panicked.

Not rehearsing disaster.

Just calm.

Bashful: That feels... nice.

The kitten hops into his lap and curls up immediately, purring softly.

Bashful strokes its fur with careful fingers, as if the small warmth in his lap has anchored something in him that was drifting loose for days.

And after five days of yoga, stillness, breathing taught by the fairy, Bashful does not feel depressed and jealous anymore.

He feels quieter.

Lighter.

More like himself.

[Suddenly — distant rumble]

A faint plume of smoke rises on the horizon.

At first it is small.

Almost easy to ignore.

But then it rises again, darker this time.

Bashful, now sitting in lotus position, sees it and his eyes snap open.

Bashful: ...Jollywood?

The peaceful moment shatters instantly.

He jumps to his feet so fast he nearly knocks the kitten off his lap.

Bashful: Something’s wrong!

The fairy’s voice becomes firmer, though still calm.

Fairy Guru: Do not run from the peace you just found.

Bashful hesitates.

Another plume of smoke rises.

His expression changes from confusion to alarm.

Bashful: I can’t just sit here!

He grabs his backpack and staff, then hurriedly pulls on his shoes.

The kitten watches him, ears perked, alert now in a way it has not been before.

Fairy Guru: If you forget this lesson, you waste your life chasing what might have been!

Bashful pauses for half a second.

He looks back at him.

He looks at the mountain.

He looks at the smoke.

Then he winces.

Bashful: I’ll remember it later!

And before the fairy can say anything else, Bashful bolts down the mountain at full speed.

The kitten immediately leaps onto his shoulder again, completely unbothered by the sudden sprint.

[Scene: Mountain peak — fading voice of the fairy]

Fairy Guru: ...Then you will return to yourself only when you are ready.

His voice fades into the mountain wind.

[Final shot]

Bashful races toward Jollywood, the glowing kitten riding along on his shoulder.

He does not know the kitten is secretly being tracked by the Glooms.

He does not know the kitten is being used as part of a much larger plan.

And he certainly does not know that his return is happening at the worst possible time.

Behind him, the mountain remains still.

Ahead of him, smoke rises higher.

And somewhere in the growing chaos, everything is about to collide.

[Cuts to black]

Announcer: We’ll be right back to the 7D, on Disney XD!

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Notes: PLOT TWIST! The kitten Bashful meets isn’t evil—it was used by Hildy as a distraction, but it imprints on him and becomes his loyal emotional-support companion.

• The episode Cat on a Hot Grim Roof is considered non-canon (in this interpretation) to make their first meeting more meaningful.

• Hildy magically teleported the kitten into a thorny bush and where Bashful was to throw him off-course (unintentionally confusing it)

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The Royal Wedding Crisis (the 7D fanfic)

Chapter 2: The Road Away from Jollywood

The morning after the disastrous “yoga session,” the cottage of The 7D feels strangely still.

No pacing. No shouting. No dramatic collapses onto furniture.

Just silence… the kind that feels heavier than noise.

Inside, the other dwarfs sit around the breakfast table, all noticing the same missing presence.

[Scene: The 7D cottage — morning]

Happy: I think I made it worse.

Grumpy: He’s even grumpier than me.

Doc: Statistically speaking, emotional distress can reach critical levels if not properly treated.

Sneezy: Or… he just needed five minutes alone.

Sleepy: Or five hours…

Sleepy immediately falls forward onto the table and snores softly.

A long pause.

Then Happy slowly stands and walks toward the front door.

Something is off.

By the threshold lies a small, carefully folded light-green note.

Happy picks it up.

[Close-up: Note from Bashful]

“I need to find myself… somewhere far away from Jollywood. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be back before the wedding ceremony.” — Bashful

A beat of silence falls over the room.

Happy: He… left?

Doc: A self-directed emotional retreat. Kind of cliché but poor Bashful.

Sleepy: Did he take a nap before leaving?

Grumpy: No, Sleepy. He ran off on a solo mission.

Happy looks down at the note again, suddenly less cheerful.

Happy: He didn’t even say goodbye…

[Scene: Outside Jollywood — winding forest path]

The forest outside Jollywood stretches long and quiet, sunlight filtering through trees like soft gold threads.

Bashful walks alone.

No frantic pacing. No spiraling. No yelling into pillows.

Just footsteps.

Slow. Uneven. Real.

He’s wearing his regular clothes, a red poncho, a small olive green backpack, and carries a swirly wooden walking stick. It looks slightly too fancy for someone trying to “find himself,” but somehow it fits anyway.

For once… he is not falling apart.

He is just thinking.

Bashful (to himself): I can’t stay there. Not with the wedding coming. I need to figure out who I am… without her.

He pauses, looking back.

In the distance, Jollywood glows faintly—bright, warm, and impossibly far away.

Then he turns forward again.

Bashful: Okay… step one of self-discovery… don’t panic.

He immediately panics anyway.

Bashful: Okay—new step—panic less loudly.

He adjusts his backpack, takes a breath, and keeps walking.

Every step feels slightly heavier… but also a little more his own.

Bashful: Maybe I’ll find out I’m someone strong. Someone calm. Someone who doesn’t fall apart over royal weddings…

He steps on a twig.

It snaps loudly.

Bashful: Floom! …okay, maybe not calm.

But he keeps walking anyway.

[Scene: Deep beneath Jollywood — The Glooms’ Lair]

Far below the cheerful kingdom, the air is colder, heavier, and permanently tinted with dramatic lighting.

Something far less emotional—but far more dangerous—is brewing.

Hildy Gloom paces excitedly across a stone floor while Grim Gloom studies a bubbling cauldron. Inside it swirl distorted visions of Jollywood: the castle, the wedding banners, the celebration.

All of it… waiting.

Hildy: Did you hear, Grim? The Queen is getting married!

Grim: "Yes! Weddings are distracting! Everybody's busy smiling and dancing and... weddinging."

Hildy: "You mean getting married."

Grim: That's what I said.

Hildy: (sarcastically) Of course you did! Once she’s distracted as a bride… we swoop in and take over Jollywood!

She spins dramatically, arms wide.

Hildy: I’ll be Queen! You’ll be King! We’ll finally rule everything!

Grim: And then everybody will be gloomy! Which is much easier than being cheerful. Cheerful takes effort.

Hildy: For most people, perhaps.

She leans over the table, grinning at the map of Jollywood spread out before them.

[Scene: Strategy table — The Glooms’ planning chamber]

Grim lifts a clawed hand and sprinkles dark magic dust over the map.

It spreads instantly like ink bleeding into paper—covering streets, the castle, the celebration routes.

Grim: If everybody's at the wedding, then nobody's guarding all the other places!

Hildy: Exactly.

Grim: I knew that.

Hildy: And once we seize the castle… Queen Delightful and her shiny little fiancé won’t stand a chance.

She taps the map right over the palace with a sharp nail.

A soft crackle of dark magic responds.

Hildy: But first… we make sure nothing ruins our timing.

Grim: The dwarfs? They're always ruining everything.

Hildy: Especially the dwarfs.

A slow, satisfied silence follows.

Then Grim smiles faintly.

Grim: Let them have their silly wedding.

Hildy: For now.

Grim: Yes. For now. Then we'll have a much better celebration.

Hildy: "A celebration of gloom.

Grim: Exactly! Those are the best kind.

[Cut back: Forest path]

Bashful walks further now.

The trees grow thicker. The air quieter.

But inside him… things are not quiet at all.

Bashful: Self-discovery, huh? Maybe this journey will be worth it…

He stops walking again.

Stares at the ground.

A long pause.

Bashful: …Probably not.

He sighs.

Then, more gently this time—

He keeps walking anyway.

And somewhere between heartbreak and ambition, two very different journeys begin to unfold:

One dwarf trying to find who he is…

And two villains preparing to take everything else away from everyone who isn’t looking.

And neither path… is anywhere near finished.

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The Royal Wedding Crisis (the 7D fanfic)

Intro: I miss the 7D series and it sucks that Disney didn’t give it a 3rd season!!! (I add the cancellation to what I call the Disney TVA Massacre) Sooo… I wrote a fanfic that picks up right after season 2 and it’s about my fav dwarf, Bashful, and his turmoil with his feelings for Queen Delightful.

For all you 7D lovers, enjoy the show!

Chapter 1: A Matrimonial Announcement and Extreme Heartbreak

Throughout the kingdom of Jollywood, exciting news spreads like wildfire: Lord Starchbottom officially proposed to Queen Delightful last night, and the royal wedding is happening next week! The townspeople celebrate in the streets, decorations begin appearing everywhere, and nearly everyone in the kingdom is thrilled about the announcement.

Well... almost everyone.

Inside the cottage of The 7D, the dwarfs are enjoying breakfast when suddenly the front door bursts open and a royal messenger storms inside carrying a giant golden scroll.

[Scene: The 7D cottage – morning]

Royal Messenger: Hear ye! Hear ye! By royal decree of Her Majesty, Queen Delightful, it is my honor to announce that she and Lord Starchbottom are officially engaged to be married next week!

The messenger blows a trumpet so loud it makes the breakfast plates vibrate.

Happy: A wedding?! That’s amazing!!

Dopey: excited whistling

Doc: Fascinating! A royal matrimonial ceremony!

Grumpy: Hmph. Better be free cake.

Sneezy: And not too many AHHH-CHOOO!!! *sniff flowers.

Everyone reacts excitedly—except Bashful, who is in complete shock.

Bashful: ...W-what?

A dramatic zoom locks onto Bashful’s face as the celebration continues behind him.

Royal Messenger: The entire kingdom is invited to attend the joyous occasion!

He exits with a flourish.

The 6D were happily discussing about the wedding.

Bashful: (thinking) Queen Delightful is marrying... Starchbottom?!

He swallows hard.

Bashful had secretly liked Queen Delightful for a long time—quietly, awkwardly, and completely hidden behind layers of shyness. Hearing the news hits him like a collapsing castle tower.

At first, he tries to stay calm (by smiling)

Bashful suddenly stands up too fast, knocking his chair back.

Silence drops instantly.

Bashful: Umm, I’ll be right back. (walk upstairs and closes the door gently) I am calm. I am fine. I am NOT jealous.

His smile quickly fades as he immediately turns around and angrily kicks the wall.

Bashful: STUPID WEDDING!!!

THUNK! A beat passes.

His eyes widen.

Bashful: ...OWW!!

He immediately hops around in circles, clutching his foot.

Bashful: Bad idea! Bad idea! Very bad idea!

He removes his shoe and stares at his red, throbbing left foot like it personally betrayed him.

Bashful: (voice cracking as he looks at the audience) Okay... new information...

He takes a dramatic breath.

Bashful: I am EXTREMELY jealous!!

He shoves his shoe back on and stomps toward the stairs, only to remember his injured foot.

Bashful: Ow! Ow! Ow! Why did I kick the wall?! The wall didn't even do anything!

He slowly limps downstairs, dragging his left foot.

Bashful: WHY HIM?! He looks like he ironed his personality! IT'S NOT FAIR! ow ow ow

Grumpy: (dryly) And he's gone.

Bashful: He's got fancy clothes, fancy hair, a fancy smile and now a fancy wife!

Grumpy: You're acting like a lovesick loon.

Bashful: I AM a lovesick loon!

Doc: Self-awareness is the first step toward recovery.

Bashful: Recovery from what?!

Doc: The wall.

Dopey lets out a concerned whistle and rushes off. Moments later, he returns carrying an ice pack nearly half his size.

Dopey: worried whistling

Bashful: Thanks, Dopey.

He presses the ice pack against his foot.

Bashful: ...still jealous, though.

Grumpy: We figured.**

Bashful: OWW!!

Over the next 2 hours, Bashful paces wildly around the cottage, muttering, spiraling, and dramatically pointing at nothing in particular. He even threw his framed picture of Queen Delightful out of the highest window, smashing it into pieces but immediately tries to fix it.

Bashful: I should be supportive… I should be happy… I should be mature…

He suddenly grabs a pillow.

Bashful: BUT WHY STARCHBOTTOM?!

He screams into the pillow again and collapses onto the couch like a defeated balloon.

Bashful: (sobbing) My life is over!

Confessional cam shows Happy and Grumpy sitting on the couch

Happy: Poor Bashie was freaking out more than when I didn’t tell Grumpy I ate his cheese wheel.

Grumpy: Hang on a sec—

Happy: (covers Grumpy’s mouth) But I had the perfect solution.

Grumpy: I hoped it was something other than singing. Now, what was that about eating my cheese wheel?

Happy: Umm… (quickly runs away)

After several minutes of emotional turbulence, Happy steps forward with determination.

Happy: Okay. I got it. This is stress overload. He needs something calming.

Bashful turns his head and it reveals his eyes being red from crying so much.

Bashful: (heavily breathing) I don’t need calming! I need answers! I need—

Happy: Yoga.

Record scratch.

Bashful: Yo…ga?

Happy: Yep! Breathing, stretching, peaceful thoughts. It’ll help your mind slow down!

Bashful: I hope it’s relaxing.

Sleepy: (overhears) So it’s like, naptime.

Doc: Uh, he didn’t mean it like tha—

Sleepy immediately grabs a pillow, blanket, and Mr. Hicklepips.

Sleepy: Sign me up!

[Scene: Living room — yoga setup]

The next day, Happy quickly rearranges the living room into a calming space: mats neatly placed, soft lighting, and peaceful music playing.

Only three participants remain:

Bashful (emotionally volatile participant)

Sleepy (unofficially pre-sleeping participant)

Happy (enthusiastic instructor)

Bashful is wearing a lime green tank top that exposed his bellybutton (because of his stocky build) and said “Be Brave” in bold olive lettering, paired with yellowish-gray sweatpants and is barefoot but his left 4 toes were still somewhat red from the previous day. Bashful was looking down while blushing embarrassingly.

Bashful: Why does this even exist?!

Happy is in a short-sleeved yellow shirt with a red flower smiley symbol and his dark brown pants, practically vibrating with positivity.

Sleepy is already lying on his mat before instruction begins.

Sleepy: (yawning) Is it over yet?

Happy: We haven’t started yet.

Sleepy: Perfect timing.

Sleepy immediately falls asleep.

Happy: Okay! First step: breathing!

Happy: Inhale positivity…

They inhale.

Happy: Exhale negativity!

Happy exhales calmly.

Bashful tries—but immediately trembles instead of relaxing with his face turning bright red.

Bashful: I can’t exhale negativity when Queen Delightful is marrying STARCHBOTTOM!!

The emotional force of the statement causes a gust of wind across the room.

Sleepy, still asleep, slowly slides backward across his mat.*

Sleepy: Wheeeee…

He bumps into the wall and continues snoring.

Happy: Okay! That was… a strong feeling!

Bashful: (sadly) It's not a feeling, it's a CRISIS!! I've been in love with her for years and always fainted around her.

Grumpy: (offscreen) Everybody knew about that!

Happy gently steps closer, trying to guide him.

Happy: Okay, Bashful… try again, but slower. Think peaceful thoughts.

Bashful: I am thinking peaceful thoughts!

Bashful: …and then Starchbottom shows up inside them.

Happy: That’s… not ideal.

Sleepy rolls slightly in his sleep.

Sleepy: I think I’m doing yoga correctly…

Happy: That’s not how it works.

Sleepy: Then why am I nailing it?

Bashful sits in a lotus position, trying again, trembling slightly.

Bashful: Inhale… exhale… don’t think about weddings… don’t think about Starchbottom… don’t think about—

Bashful: I’M THINKING ABOUT IT AGAIN!!

He flops backward onto his mat in defeat.

Happy kneels beside him, still upbeat but slightly more careful now.

Happy: Okay… maybe yoga isn’t about stopping thoughts.

Bashful: Then what is it about? Me being miserable with them?!

Happy: Learning to sit with them… without exploding.

Beat.

Bashful: (frustrated) I don’t like that answer.

Sleepy snores approvingly.

Grumpy: Somebody nail Sleepy to the floor before the next outburst.

Prologue/Promo Next Chapter

Notes: Bashful’s crush on Queen Delightful began in Season 1, Episode 4B "The Big Bash". In all of his main roles, he seems to show his crush on Delightful and often breaks character. Writer Shea Fontana, revealed that future episodes would have explored this storyline further (if the show wasn’t CANCELLED😡). So I wanted to properly conclude it. But I won’t let our silly, strange hiding man suffer the entire time.

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Prologue for my 7D fanfic:

In the cottage of the 7D, everyone was asleep, and Bashful was dreaming about him being with Queen Delightful. “I knew you loved me too.” he whispered.

And at the Castle of Jollywood, the throne room was quiet that night.

White moonlight streamed through the stained-glass windows as Queen Delightful sat upon her throne, reviewing royal papers, while Sir Yipsalot was sleeping on his royal pillow. The large doors slowly opened, and Lord Starchbottom stepped inside alone.

He looked unusually nervous.

“Lord Starchbottom?” the queen asked with a gentle smile. “Is something wrong?”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” he replied, his voice slightly shaky. “There’s… something important I’ve been meaning to tell you.”

The queen carefully set her papers aside.

“You have my attention,” she said warmly.

For a moment, Starchbottom simply stood there, struggling to find the right words. Then he took a deep breath and stepped closer to the throne.

He reached into his coat and pulled out a small velvet box.

“Queen Delightful,” he said sincerely, “you are not only a wonderful ruler… you are the most wonderful person I have ever known.”

Then, before he could lose his nerve, he lowered himself onto one knee and opened the box, revealing a sparkling ruby ring.

“And so, I must ask… Queen Delightful, will you marry me?”

For a moment, the throne room was completely silent. Sir Yipsalot was wide awake now.

Queen Delightful is shocked, putting her hands over her mouth and a white text fades in saying, To Be Continued…

(Disney TVA logo and Disney XD logo)

Notes: This is a post-credits sequence right after A Sneeze in Time and kicks off Season 3, but the premiere starts in February 2017.

Trailer/Promo

[Trailer opens with cheerful royal music.]

Wide shots of Jollywood Castle covered in wedding decorations.

ROYAL MESSENGER: “Hear ye! Hear ye! By royal decree of Her Majesty, Queen Delightful, it is my honor to announce that she and Lord Starchbottom are officially engaged to be married next week!”

The trumpet blast shakes the breakfast table.

HAPPY: “A wedding?! That’s amazing!!”

DOPEY: [excited whistling]

Quick happy montage: – Decorations everywhere – Queen Delightful smiling – The 7D celebrating

Then—

BASHFUL: “…W-what?”

The music cuts instantly.

NARRATOR: “But before the wedding can begin…”

Dramatic zoom on Bashful’s face.

BASHFUL: “Queen Delightful is marrying… Starchbottom?!”

He angrily kicks the wall.

Slow piano music begins.

Close-up of Bashful’s note:

“I need to find myself… somewhere far away from Jollywood.” — Bashful

HAPPY: “He… left?”

Shots of Bashful walking alone through the forest.

BASHFUL: “I need to figure out who I am… without her.”

Suddenly, darkness covers the kingdom.

Guests look upward in fear.

WEDDING GUEST: “Is that weather?”

The wind howls.

Hildy Gloom and Grim Gloom transform into gigantic mega-dragons above the castle.

HILDY: “FINALLY! POWER FIT FOR A QUEEN!”

GRIM: “AND A KING!”

Fire erupts across Jollywood.

Fast action montage: – Explosions – The castle shaking – Bashful turning back toward Jollywood

BASHFUL: “…Jollywood?”

His expression hardens.

BASHFUL: “I can’t just sit here!”

Epic music swells.

NARRATOR: “One royal wedding…”

Quick shots of chaos and dragon fire.

NARRATOR: “…could destroy the entire kingdom.”

SMASH CUT TO TITLE:

THE 7D: THE ROYAL WEDDING CRISIS

NARRATOR: “The 7D double-length season premiere event.”

“Coming soon… to Disney XD.”

[Disney XD logo appears as distant dragon roars echo.]

Note: Tbh Starchbottom x Delightful (AKA jolly royals) is better than Bashful x Delightful cause it feels more natural + realistic and not one-sided + a running gag.

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What about...

Sneezy in "Big Bash"style!!!!

My version agane <3

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HE GIVING OFF ROBIN VIBES FR

[viarbarakit]

Return to Big Bash

My improved version 😋👉👈

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*blushes like crazy😳 Oh my!🫣

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Here is Happy and Sleepy who I previously mentioned in their yoga clothes.

Happy convinced Bashful to join him because he saw how stressed out Bashful was with his feelings for Queen Delightful. (Sleepy joined too because he thought the word yoga meant naptime)

I don’t own Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, The 7D or the characters. All rights belong to Disney Enterprises, Sherri Stoner, & Tom Ruegger

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A little gift for @viarakitartist/@viarbarakit & @sparklybits138!

I digitally drew Bashful’s render in a yoga outfit!🧘🏼🧘🏼🧘🏼

His “be brave” tank top is a little small and exposes his bellybutton cause he has a stocky build (He is self-conscious about it). He does yoga with Happy and Sleepy on Wednesdays (Grumpy was VERY hesitant to join them)

I don’t own Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, The 7D or the character Bashful. All rights belong to Disney Enterprises, Sherri Stoner, & Tom Ruegger

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My ethnicity headcanons for @ghostlykitty-art Bad Guys human AU

Wolf🐺: Italian-American (His dad’s name is Vinnie)

Snake🐍: Jewish/New Jersey (VA)

Shark🦈: African-American (VA)

Piranha🐟: Bolivian (species)

Kitty Kat🐆: African-American (VA)

Doom/Susan🐦‍⬛: New York/Hungarian (VA & nose)

Pigtail🐗: Bulgarian (VA)

I already did Diane🦊 and Webs🕷️ headcanons right here!

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I digitally recolored Webs and Diane’s humanized skin tones.

Based on a reblog I posted May 30th last year!

Art belongs to @ghostlykitty-art (No shade towards it, I just want her to listen!)