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happy 2 year anniversary to this ask . this was most definitely inspired by murkshade's art of a somewhat similar request

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dovewing and 🌟🦚💫
happy 2 year anniversary to this ask . this was most definitely inspired by murkshade's art of a somewhat similar request
lesbian billystorm and echosong?
featuring. lineart jumpscare (terrifying)
+ transparent versions for anyone that wants em
54 and dovewing
feet on the ground, head in the sky
nepeta 👔 :3
[ ask game!! ]
i asked my friend who loves slice of life anime for their reccs:
vibrant color schemes:
1. how to keep a mummy
2. skull-face bookseller honda-san
3. bocchi the rock!
happy and simple storyline (these are all romance series btw so they do have some sad/dramatic moments):
1. recovery of an mmo junkie
2. a galaxy next door
3. sasaki and miyano
more:
1. skip and loafer
2. laid-back camp
3. play it cool, guys
:3 i hope u find one u like!
OMG OMG TYSM i've heard good things abt bocchi the rock but all of the others r new to me ^_^!!!
“a captain’s coat” for the fake fic title game :3
tubbo inspects the coat closely, as if he hasn't spent his entire life studying and memorizing its every detail. the red velvet is smooth under his touch, unblemished from years of being tucked away into the recesses of tubbo's home. eret once told him that the embroidery was real gold, and tubbo traces the patterns with the tip of his index finger. if his father was wealthy enough to own genuine gold embroidery, why was tubbo left in a cardboard box? phil theorized it was for his safety, but tubbo doesn't understand. he'd be much safer in his father's arms than alone on the side of a road, wouldn't he?
it almost feels natural to slip it over his shoulders. if tubbo closes his eyes, he can pretend the enveloping warmth is the warm hug of his father, and not just a fleeting memory. tubbo refuses to let that memory die.
OR:
when tubbo was left on the side of the road, he'd been wrapped in his father's coat. ten years later, he swears to return it to its owner, no matter what.
[fake fic ask game!]
ur days of the week posts are honestly how i remember what day of the week it is
thank you fid it's honestly also how i myself keep track of what day it is. im like what day is it oh it's fuckin uh sparkle on wednesday it's majima melon monday it's fuck and suck friday
BRO. I LOVED GERONIMO STILTON AS A KID
I was mainly a Thea Stilton kid but both of them went SO HARD