#inbox cleaning

[nadi-nox]

hudson is so lovely as a boyfriend. If your trust your ship.. sit and observe and wait patiently...you gonna get similar posts in future with his 'partner' as you wanted..iykyk... meanwhile please stop dooming

Can't wait for Hud loverboy era to come eventually

[ninja-beeveevee]

bestie i love you MWAH MWAH PLATONIC KISSIES

im actually curious how did you find your artstyle?? BECAUSE ITS SO WONDERFUL AND SLAY AND IM STILL OBSESSING OVER HOW YOU DREW SID AAAA

hi😋

Yes hi going through my ask box!!!

(Fluff this ask is old lol)

Ya can blame @(not pinging out of respect, but go check out their stuffs!) dovewingkinnie for realizing I don’t need lines

And uhhhhhhhhh

I like characters very cutely!

[appri-dot]

Your art is great!

Thank you friend, you probably forgot when or if you even sent this, but it's incredibly sweet to be told my art is well-liked! As I change and evolve, my main idea is to always make something awesome to look at for anyone kind enough to check my blog out!

[nobodysdaydreams]

Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome

Anon, this is the sweetest thing. Thank you. I don't know if I'm the nicest, but I try to be.

Here's a Wolf 359 WIP Snippet just for you (idk if that's the fandom you're following me for but I hope you like it!):

“Jacobi, what are you doing?”

“No one was eating them!” protested Jacobi, who’d been in the corner silently munching on the snacks Doug had dumped on the counter.

“And we have plenty in the vending machines.”

“Don’t mind if I do,” muttered Lovelace, grabbing a fistful of M&Ms for herself.

Update: The completed fic

[trekkele]

Prompt: a preist, a rabbi, and an imam walk into a bar. Much to Lucifer's annoyance, this is not a joke because the bar is LUX.

“This isn’t some sad attempt at inter-faith exorcisms is it?” Lucifer eyed the three men at his bar, juggling the curiosity that arguably got him into this mess in the first place and his desire to take the first elevator away. “Because as pointless as that would be, it would cause a scene. And not even the fun kind.”

The priest ran a finger under his white collar, sighing into the glass after his first sip, “I knew this place had the good stuff. No, Jake just thought it would be funny if we met up here.”

The rabbi waved, still glaring at the back of the bottle of syrup the bartender had agreed to let him check. 

“It’s kosher, see,” Lucifer isn't sure why he bothered to point out the little symbol at the back of the label. The rabbi, “Jake” beamed at him and handed it back to Devin. “Thanks, I’ll take one peach martini.”

“And I suppose you’re the designated driver then?” Lucifer turned to the imam sitting quietly between the other two, a glass of juice resting on a napkin before him. To his credit, the imam just smirked.

“It’s the reason these two claim to keep me around, yes.” 

“So if you aren’t here to shout bad latin at me, what was the purpose of this?” Lucifer didn’t bother keeping the brimstone growl out his voice. It didn’t seem to phase any of the three, however. How irritating.

“Like Ryan told you, I appreciated the irony.” Rabbi Jake nibbled at the coloured sugar on the rim of his glass and grinned, glasses sliding down his nose. “It’s not like any of us agree on the nature of your existence anyways.”

Lucifer blinked. “So you do believe I’m the devil?”

“Well you might  be,” Father Ryan said, leaning forward, as the Imam interrupted. 

“Yes but until we agree on what ‘The Devil’ actually means, as more then a pop-culture concept and instead to our religious definitions, it doesn’t matter if we believe he can do these things -”

“I think a more important question, personally, Amir, is,” the rabbi leaned forward, turning to face Lucifer, “Do you have a law degree?” 

For some reason, this question seemed to set off an argument Lucifer couldn’t quiet follow, as it seemed it was more like several well worn arguments stacked in a trench coat. Amir as now using the napkin and a pen he had snatched out Jakes pocket to illustrate something that Ryan was pointing at while vehemently listing...psalms? Jake was sipping calmly on his drink and interrupting every five words or so to say something with a very definitive air, while also occasionally adding lines to Amir’s diagram.

“Gentlemen,” Lucifer interrupted, finally amused enough that his curiosity won, “As much as I am enjoying this, you’re well on your way to causing that scene I mentioned. Why don’t we take this upstairs? I’m sure I can find something to contribute to the conversation.”

(I’m attempting to write the stuff in my inbox I have ideas for. In case anyone wants to know, Ryan Jake and Amir grew up together, lost contact around highschool, and met again at an education conference years later.) 

[daydreaming-away-reality]

Alex from Stardew Valley? Uhhh you get injured by a tree or something during a storm and he freaks out a bit and (after u recover) confesses he likes u?

Hi!

Ooh, sure! I haven’t written for Alex in a while. I’ll aim to have this posted next week - it’ll be called “Weathered Emotions”. 😊

[kieraelieson]

“You told me to consider carefully. So I am. A ruler’s first priority should be their people” I slowed my pace slightly so he wasn’t struggling to keep up. (writing prompt)

This was from when I wanted to write an original little ficlet, and it’s still a fantastic prompt, just not one I used at that time.

[pixelated-pogues]

🍑!!!! What do u think abt JJ’s mom? John b’s?

this is old, but i’m bored and thought i’d empty the inbox out a little 💁🏽‍♀️

my first thought is....um....where are they?

second random theory that popped into my head is, what if they were absolute best friends like john b and jj? like from the moment they met, and one day they just kind of woke up and realized that they were in love with each other and kind of just decided to get the hell out of dodge and start a new life together on the mainland without having to worry about anything else?

can you IMAGINE if that was true?! like in season two their moms just show back up on the island happily married with an adopted child...and they come back to take the boys back to the mainland with them after hearing about everything that happened with the cameron’s.

lmao what? it’s too late/early in the morning for these types of thoughts