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[buggaberry]

life is a little sweeter when I’m with you

This is for the @mlwritersguild October Event! It’s from Team Ladybug’s fic Floured Faces, Frosted Lips by @deinde-prandium, @sukker-sugar, and me ♡

[memorybooks]

hello tumblr user memorybooks !! how is michael?

hello tumblr user sukker-sugar! michael's good! i really miss him when i'm not in snowchester, which is uh. more often than i'd like it to be. tubbo always gives me updates on him though, which is really sweet!

[presidentubbo]

opinions on build a bear. this is crucial information

its rather neat makes the kids happy thats always good

[the-pigeon]

ctommy is a stuffed animal youve kept from when you were an infant - its worn, used, torn in every which way, but loved in its own way. a representation of everything youve done or loved before, whether those things be good or bad. flawed.

ctommy is a stuffed animal you picked out when you were a kid and you named something that you can't remember anymore and you still sleep with it sometimes when you have nightmares and it's lost its softness but you think it's better that way. better flawed

[enderwalk]

GAYRANBOO IS BACK !!!

HUGE DAY FOR THE GAYRANBOO COMMUNITY!

[theladyfae]

fellow enbies, heres a thing for you :D

put on your crown and feel empowered, vibe with us ✨

(click for better quality, do not repost)

[azalera]

how about "foundation" for the drabble

Night or day, through any season and any struggle, Paris hummed and bustled with life--and Hawkmoth made attempt after desperate attempt to choke that life out of the city.  The weight of his, of Carapace’s, shield was invigorating and yet, suffocating. Some days, he could barely breathe. But if he couldn’t push himself out of bed, if he couldn’t make himself be the very something Paris needed, if he couldn’t be their foundation, if he couldn’t protect the people he loved, then he was worthless as Carapace and worthless as a friend. And so, night or day, through any season or struggle, Nino Lahiffe waited for his call to action--and he was ready.

[2manyfandoms2count]

how about "just" for the ask game

I think I use “just” too liberally, there are 102 occurrences in my wip document, oops (it’s not all the same fic though)

“Well, you know… He’s a model. I can’t compete with that, I’m just a… an ordinary boy.” He shrugged, internally congratulating himself for his quick thinking.

From That’s what friends are for, a one-shot turned multi-chaptered fic (one of the reasons why it hasn’t been posted yet) in which moping about heart troubles might just get Marinette and Chat Noir where they want to be

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