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Hiii hope you're doing well <3

when you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy and then, send to the last ten people in your notifs. you never know who might benefit from spreading positivity <3

Hi, sorry i took time !

The five things would be:

1. coffee

2. cartoons

3. hearing street music on the way home

4. game nights

5. improvised pic nics !

Hey, SpongeBob! How sad was it for you to leave Bikini Bottom?

short answer: it was devastating.

thank you for the ask!

whos your favorite character from Wednesday

Oof, that’s a hard one🤔

I absolutely adore Wednesday, who doesn’t? But I have a really REALLY soft spot for Enid, she’s my homie gurl 🥹

However, I just love Yoko. There is just ✨something✨ about her that really draws me in, y’know? And there wasn’t any screen time concerning her and Divina, who is also one of my faves. We didn’t really get to explore Yoko more personally, and I hope we get the chance to do that in season 2.

So, the final answer shall be Yoko Tanaka.

(I might be biased since Tanaka is also the last name of Aislinn Tanaka, a love interest in “Laws of Attraction”, a book of the app “Choices”.)

su'cuy, purity! ni ne'kar'tayli gar gana tumblr, ni shekemi gar jii!

Ori'vor'e par haar shekemir, burc'ya! K'oyacyi!

(I am still learning Mando'a but I'm happy to practice anytime. ♡)

Are you supportive of endogenics it doesn't say anywhere and I can't tell if I need to ignore the blog or not (no offense I just don't fw endos)

Hi there, anon! We are a traumagenic system and we believe that plurality only develops through trauma. We do not police what kind of trauma is “enough” to cause plurality. We also don’t believe that all “endogenic” systems are faking (they may not have access to the memories of the trauma that they went through or they may be experiencing other forms of dissociation or mental health concerns), so we don’t go out of our way to attack anyone based on their system origin. I hope that makes sense.

Okay, I know I've already sent asks (and made sure to pick the most difficult ones 😂) but this time it's the other way around. 2, 3, 11 and 17? Two of those are literally canon with Andreil 😂.

No pressure, of course!

~ Nem

ayyo these prompts are mad cute i can't thank you enough for picking them

2: interlocking pinkies

3: smiling into a kiss

11: back hugs

17: tugging on the bottom of someone's shirt

~

2.

This was getting out of hand.

The flashing lights and pulsing bass did nothing to take Andrew's eyes off of Neil. Neil, who looked unbearably attractive in a tight black shirt at the bar. Neil, who's hair looked like a beacon in the middle of Eden's.

Neil, who was currently being flirted to death with by a stranger.

Said stranger was a little too Playboy-eque for Andrew's liking. Tall, curly black hair, muscular — he was basically the reverse-Exy version of Kevin (which made the hotness increase from the negatives to embarrassingly high).

Andrew gripped his glass so tightly he thought it might break. Actually, who care if it broke? He'd get glass shards in his hand, they'd have to call an ambulance, the club would clear out, Neil would come back, and Bar Bitch would get the hell away from Neil.

Maybe he was being a tad dramatic.

Taking a deep breath, Andrew tried to relax. This was fine. Neil could handle himself, and he knew Neil wouldn't act on any offers this guy made. Besides, Neil probably didn't even realize he was being flirted with; the man was incredibly oblivious. It would be fine. He was fine.

Andrew was just about calmed down — he was still staring at Neil just to make sure nothing happened, not at all because the lights were reflecting on the glitter on his cheek or anything — when his personal demon from Hell popped up.

"Watcha looking at?" Nicky plopped next to Andrew, his voice slurred from drinks. Andrew wrenched his neck away, but Nicky beamed when he saw the original target of Andrew's gaze. "OMG, so cute! Keeping an eye on your bae. That's so fetch."

"None of those words are in the Bible," Andrew grumbled. "Also, stop trying to make fetch happen, it's not going to happen."

Nicky giggled for long enough that it was weird. "Riiiiight, but currently you're literally too gay to function. So I win."

Andrew rolled his eyes and leaned back in the booth, deciding to ignore his highly drunk cousin. Nicky barely noticed, choosing to hum a random tune as he stared into the crowd. After what felt like hours of this, Andrew finally snapped. "Nicky. Shut the hell up."

"Nooooo," Nicky whined. "I'm like a siren. I'm luring your tiny little boyfriend here."

"He is not my— wait, what?"

"See?" Nicky waved in front of himself and slapped himself in the face. "He's right there!"

Andrew was a bit embarrassed at how fast his head turned.

Sure enough, there was Neil, in all his 5'3" glory. And there — there was Bar Bitch! Following Neil!

Andrew had just about had enough.

When Neil reached close enough to place the tray of drinks on the table, Andrew hooked his fingers in his belt loops and yanked Neil into the booth next to him. Resoutly ignoring Neil's startled intake of breath and Nicky's oddly hard kick to the leg, Andrew linked his pinky with Neil and delicately placed their hands on the table.

Subtle, yet effective.

Neil blinked at him in confusion, but Andrew only had eyes for Bar Bitch. He narrowed his eyes at the tall man, tightening his grip on Neil's finger, until the bitch threw his hands up and stumbled away.

Ha. Take that, asshole.

"What was that all about?" Neil nudged him softly.

"Nothing," Andrew ground out. "Absolutely nothing."

He didn't let go of Neil's pinky the rest of the night.

~

3.

Andrew was a sucker for roof time with Neil; he couldn't deny it. What he wasn't a sucker for was Neil bringing sheets of plays and team stats during said roof time with Neil.

He tried to subtly hint to Neil that he wanted the Exy gone. He laid down on the roof, letting his hair cover the papers (Neil very gently brushed his hair away but continued reading). He placed his head on Neil's legs (Neil rubbed a calloused finger across Andrew's cheek but continued reading). He wiggled up into Neil's lap (Neil wrapped him in a warm embrace but continued reading. Even worse, Neil moved the papers into his line of sight, as if Andrew was interested).

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He leaned forward and snatched the papers out of Neil's hand, throwing the sheets behind them. Neil blinked in surprise at his now-empty hand before looking over at Andrew. "What's wrong, Andrew?"

"Nothing," Andrew said, despite looking obviously annoyed. At Neil's unimpressed silence, Andrew sighed. "Stop ignoring me."

Andrew could practically hear Neil's eye roll.

"Yes or no, Drew?"

Just to be contrary, Andrew huffed out, "No. You can go back to your precious Exy."

He decided to ignore Neil's grumbles that suspiciously sounded like 'drama queen.' "I wasn't ignoring you. I wasn't," Neil insisted at Andrew's glare. "I was just... focusing on Exy at the moment."

"Make a choice, Neil. Exy... or me."

Neil looked a little too panicked at that for Andrew's comfort. "Uh... "

"The fact that you actually have to think about this is very telling," Andrew scowled.

"No, wait!" Neil shook his head frantically. "I mean... Exy is what got me to stop running, but you were what got me to stay. If I have Exy, I'll also always have you, and vice versa."

Andrew jammed a very fierce elbow into Neil's gut. He relished in the misery Neil was feeling. "That was more of a love letter to Exy than me."

"Oh, is that the problem?" the junkie annoyingly perked up. "I can definitely write a love letter to you. Where should I start? You have really pretty eyes, your hair is so soft, your arms are crazy strong, you— "

"Shut. Up."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"Fine. But you'll have to make me."

Andrew barely held back a sigh and tried to calm his treacherous heart. "What, did you become the lead in a romcom when I looked away? That was so cheesy."

Neil just shrugged. "Did it work?"

"No," Andrew scowled. "Maybe. Yes or no?"

"Yes, alwa— "

Andrew cut Neil off with a kiss (no matter how bruised his tough-guy reputation was becoming now). He could feel Neil trying to smother a soft smile against his lips, and if Andrew had any shame left in him, he would be a bit embarrassed at how fast his heart starting beating when he realized that.

Because humans unfortunately needed oxygen, Neil pulled back a few moments later but stayed close enough that Andrew could smell the minty gum he had been chewing before they came up on the roof. "See? If you weren't so damn stubborn, we could have been kissing when I first asked you."

Ignoring this logic, Andrew pulled his the junkie back in for another kiss. He wondered in Neil could feel the small upturn on Andrew's lips too.

~

11.

This was just about the worst fucking day of Kevin Day's life, and it all started the day before.

He had been up for hours, starting with Exy at sun-up and ending with Exy at sundown. Except it didn't end with Exy, because he realized humanity was incompetent and then he was forced to catch up on a History essay his groupmates were behind on (5 hours after his detailed schedule!) and then he became too invested in the ruins of Mesopotamia and then he didn't sleep on time and then he missed his pre-alarm for his actual morning alarm and then he wasn't awake enough for his actual morning alarm and then—

Well.

Point was that Kevin was simultaneously cranky, sleepy, and frantically late, which is a shitty combination for anyone but especially for a person named Kevin Day. Which is to say that his perfectionist tendencies were starting to show their negative sides.

And to add company to misery, his fucking roommates had to be the absolute worst.

Kevin stumbled out of the bathroom (and crashed into three walls but that's neither here nor there) with a sock on his arm and one eye shut to make half his face feel rested when he came across the one thing that could possibly make his morning worse. As he sluggishly walked into the kitchen to get at least 3 cups of well-needed, strong-as-shit black coffee, he saw his two roommates directly blocking his access to the coffee pot.

Andrew was fiddling with the pot handle while Neil had his arms wrapped around his back. He was practically leaning all his body weight on Andrew and whenever Andrew murmured something to him quietly, Neil would give him his "Andrew-laugh" and somehow press in even closer. To make matters even sappier, every few seconds he would kiss Andrew — on the shoulder, neck, cheek, even going as far as to bring his hands up and kiss his knuckles!

It was disgusting. Kevin had never been more horrified to have these horribly-in-love-even-though-they-won't-admit-it-yes-he's-happy-they're-together-no-he's-not-happy-he-has-to-witness-this roommates.

Andrew and Neil were fully engrossed in their weird back-hug position, fully disregarding Kevin's coffee withdrawal. Irritated that he was being ignored, Kevin let out a highly unattractive noise that was half-groan, half-shriek, causing the two most hypervigilant people he'd known to jump apart. Except that Andrew was facing the counter so his diaphragm got fully smushed against it, causing the blond to let out an "oof" and Neil had open space behind him so he flailed around until he eventually fell onto his butt on the floor with a groan.

Massaging his stomach, Andrew turned a terrifying glare towards Kevin, who was suddenly waking up enough to realize how bad of an idea this was. Kevin slowly backed away, his hands up in a placating manner.

"Don't mind me," Kevin said. "Keep hugging or whatever. I'll just... go to Matt's room and get coffee."

Stumbling out of his dorm, Kevin crashed his way into Matt, Nicky, and Aaron's room, where Nicky was sitting on the couch on his laptop.

He winced when he saw Kevin zombie-walk to the coffee machine. "Andrew and Neil sexile you?"

As the machine whirred, Kevin groaned. "Something like that. Honestly, the two of them are so affectionate in the morning, it makes me sick."

At that, Nicky's eyes widened. "They're what?! Tell me everything."

Kevin sighed. Maybe he should get a second cup of coffee going.

~

17.

Neil didn't notice the cats until Andrew pointed them out.

The two of them were on a walk walking back over the hill in front of the Fox Tower after their classes. Andrew had made it a habit to pick Neil up after his Spanish class and his own Sociology class every Thursday, and the two of them would drop their stuff off at the dorms and go out to lunch together.

It was very nice, to put it lightly.

Andrew's hand was warm where it was threaded with Neil's, swinging lightly between their bodies. The two were so close to each other that Neil could feel their shoulders brush every few steps, could practically count every faint freckle on Andrew's cheeks if he wanted to.

So he did just that.

"Staring," Andrew glared.

"Yeah," Neil said shamelessly. "You like it."

Andrew squeezed Neil's hand. It was probably more out of annoyance than adorance, but he'd take it.

"You know, in class today," Neil started, mainly so he could hear Andrew's voice when he responded. "This absolute bit— ow!"

Unexpectedly, Neil promptly fell down.

"Typical," Andrew grumbled. "He can come back alive after being tortured by a serial killer but can't walk straight."

"To be fair, it's not like you walk any straighter than me."

After an appraising moment, Andrew shrugged.

Neil finally moved himself into a sitting position while Andrew watched with sheer disappointment oozing out of him. He tied his undone shoelace and was just getting up when he felt a sharp tug on his shirt.

Neil looked at Andrew in confusion, but Andrew had his sights set on something in the distance. Naturally, instead of explaining, he began dragging Neil, who was still halfway bent-over from tying his shoe.

"Andrew!" Neil yelped. "Do you want to let me know where we're going?"

"No."

Fair enough. Neil should have expected that.

Finally, after his shoes untied yet again from the stumbling he did over the hill, Neil finally saw what had caught Andrew's attention. There was a sign advertising a nearby cat adoption, with the directions showing it to be only about 5 minutes away.

Andrew tugged on Neil's shirt again. "We're going."

Neil blinked. "We can't have pets in the dorm."

"We'll sneak them in, it's not like we've never broken the law before."

"Kevin is going to lose his shit."

"You just incentivized me even more."

Neil had to bite back a smile at that. "Fine, fine, we'll visit. But we are not adopting any animals until we can figure out the rules."

"Eh," Andrew turned around, twisting his fingers into Neil's shirt so he'd follow the blond. "I can be very convincing."

"Andrew."

"Neil."

"We are not getting a cat."

"Nah."

"You can't just— Andrew!"

When I first saw your ask prompts out of excitement I was going to ask you to write every single one them .i was like "write every single one them ,I will be your sole reader" then I calmed down

So if you can could you plz write something with 10 and 7 .if it's about andrew and neil it will be much appreciated

KSDFJH no pls this made me laugh so hard i can't-

7: squishing their cheeks

10: lifting someone up out of excitement

~

7.

Andrew could tell it was one of those days.

Normally, he wouldn't say anything if Neil told him "no" or if he didn't want to take his shirt off; Andrew felt the same sometimes. But picking at his scars, scratching his cheeks, fidgeting with his armbands — something was up.

So, he asked.

"What is with you, Josten," Andrew sat down next to him. "Acting more rabbit-y than usual."

Neil rolled his eyes and slumped into the sofa cushions. “Nothing. I’m fine.”

“What did we say about lying?”

Andrew heard a huff from Neil as he shifted to rest his nose in the crook of Andrew’s neck. “It was just — I heard some kids today talking about how I looked so much like my- like Nathan, and that it was insane that they didn’t recognize me,” Neil mumbled. “I don’t want to look like him.”

Andrew of course was fully prepared to cut a bitch when he heard that, but decided that he could commit murder after making sure that Neil was in the right headspace to hear about his stabby plans.

“You are nothing like him,” Andrew told Neil. Hopefully it was somewhat reassuring.

Neil did not look reassured. Damn.

Andrew was sure that Neil was going to say some bullshit about how he’d be “fine,” and well, he would not be responsible for the combination of the roof and gravity that would likely be soon to follow it that occurred.

So instead, Andrew took initiative.

He got up and dragged Neil to the bathroom (and yes, Andrew was very calm about the fact that they were holding hands. This was not the time to have a gay panic). He fully ignored Neil’s sputters and questions until he kicked the bathroom door open.

Andrew whirled Neil around until they were facing the mirror. (He did have to go on his toes to see over Neil’s shoulder properly but thankfully Neil was standing in front and couldn’t see Andrew).

“Andrew,” Neil blinked. “What are you doing?”

“Proving to you that you don’t look like that asshole.”

“In the bathroom— ?”

Andrew proceeded to place his arms above Neil’s shoulder and promptly squished Neil’s cheeks.

”See?” Andrew said monotonously. “I bet Nathan never had his cheeks squished.”

Neil was silent for one moment. Two. Andrew was starting to think there may have been more effective ways of improving Neil’s mood, when he saw Neil bite back a smile.

“What?” Andrew demanded. “You really do not resemble a serial killer right now.”

It was true. Neil, with his rough scars and bunched up cheeks and a reddening face from holding back a laugh, couldn’t look less like his sperm donor father.

He looked like… Neil Josten. And Andrew would be a lying homosexual if he said it wasn’t the nicest sight he’d seen.

10.

Neil's legs were beginning to go numb.

There were very few things that Neil wouldn't do for Andrew, and so when Andrew called him over to the sofa, well, Neil couldn't exactly say no! He happily abandoned his essay (that he wasn’t putting too much effort into writing anyway) and climbed into the little opening Andrew made under his blanket, fully prepared to be used as a personal heater for a few minutes.

What he didn't expect, however, was for Andrew to yank him onto his lap and bury his (cold) nose in Neil's neck. Neil smothered a smile and crossed his legs around Andrew's back, running his fingers through Andrew's hair.

That had been 20 minutes ago.

It was a cozy position, sure, but Neil didn't exactly want to fail his classes (and then get kicked off the Exy team. and then die.), so he lightly nudged Andrew's back with a socked toe.

"Andrew," Neil said, voice a bit muffled in Andrew's sweater. "Can I get off now? I have homework."

Neil received no response other than Andrew squeezing him tighter.

It was another 10 minutes until anything changed, but suddenly there was a loud beeping noise. Startled, Neil nearly fell over, but Andrew grabbed him, lifted him up, and promptly walked over to the kitchen.

"Andrew, what— " Neil sputtered in confusion as he scrambled to hold onto something. He was dropped unceremoniously as Andrew grabbed a pair of oven mitts and yanked open the oven, a sweet smell wafting in the air.

Neil stumbled back as Andrew pulled out a few trays of monster sized cookies, placing them on a rack to cool down. After finishing up, Andrew slowly turned around to face Neil.

"Cookies," he said as way of explanation.

Neil didn't know whether to laugh or groan.

"You were so excited to get your cookies out of the oven that you carried me over to the kitchen instead of just telling me to get off your lap."

"Yes."

"Andrew."

"..."

"You better be this excited to go to tonight's night practice— "

"I cannot hear you over the sound of me eating this cookie. Crunch crunch."

"Andrew!"

I was just thinking "I have so many things I would like to see written but I can't seem to write fanfics/ headcanons so I should just continue existing in misery with all these things unwritten" and then I read "my asks are always open if y'all have anything specific you want me to write !" at the end of your andreil and goodbye kisses series! That made me so happy!

aww this made my day 🥺i love getting asks from y'all and i hope i can do all your ideas justice!

omgomgomg i love ur andreil soft kisses. they are soft and happy. <3333

awww ty friend 🥺i think like 90% of the people on this site my brain is very angst so my writing must be very fluff lmao

Omg how have I not seen your blog beforee I love all your artt💕

aww that's so sweet thank you 🥺🥺

also I'm so sorry for not posting as often, college stuff be kicking my butt. Don't worry though, I still love y'all ❤️❤️ new fanart will be coming soon

do you have any tips on drawing stray companions/robots?

im vry cmfused

Hello! 🤖

While working on robots in general, I suggest to have fun and experiment with different brushes to get cool texture effects (rust and scratches as signs of the time and the environment they live in, incorporating different materials as shiny surfaces, opaque joints, smooth and rough parts).

Also, to add different technical details such as bolts, cables, engravings, antennas etc to make them different from one another and unique.

As for Stray companions specifically, what I love the most is incorporating aspects of their personalities and backstories in their designs, such as colour scheme and smaller details: what do they like? How do they express it? How can it be reflected on a visual plane? That's when they really come to life 😊

Hope it helps a bit! Have a great day 🌸

I have to give credit where it's due, I LOVE LOVE LOVE your Final Space fan art, it's realistic and sophisticated but also soft and cute?? maybe it has to due with the brushes or Gary himself being so freaking adorbs? anywho have a nice day (tips hat)

Aw gosh anon thank youuu, you're so kind! 🥺💖 it's all Gary, 10/10 would draw again 👌

Have a grrreat day! 💕

HEY I'M JUST SENDING AN ASK IN TO SAY ALL OF YOUR STUFF KICKS MAJOR ASS AND I LOVE IT, KEEP UP THE AWESOME WORK!

AAAAAH thank you, that's so sweet!! I have SO many wip and sketches that my folders are gonna explode, can't wait for you guys to see theM ALL 🔥

Hey, I was wondering if I can do a yandere male Wednesday fanfic inspired by yours?

I wanted to see if that was okay by you, I would of course credit you.

🎉😚 Of course!!! Go ahead, no need to ask for my permission, super excited to read your fanfic!!! ^•^

HI HI IM IDIA/AZUL/JAMIL ASK ANON AGAIN the hcs you made are so cute like. Acsflmffrd actually. Also yes I LOVE AQUARIUM FROM AO3 i discovered it a couple weeks ago, and the amount of times ive reread my fav chapters. delicious MM

if y dont mind me asking again.. can i ask for vil/jack? maybe i havent been looking hard enough but this seems like more of a rare pair, which surprises me because the potential is SO THERE, beauty and the beast vibes are insane. yeah srrey for rambling AHAhaha

AHHHH OMG I FOUND YOUUUU

I was so worried you would never see my post :(((

Anyways I won't be doing this as a romantic pairing since Vil is Canonically 18 and Jack is 16 which makes it Illegal:( But I'll do them Platonically!

(I operate by the motto: If the grades don't touch. Neither do you.)

Headcanons!

It's canon that they were childhood friends so-

They built Snowman together every time it snowed regardless of how tiny the snowman ended up

Vil helped teach Jack's lil sister how to catch fireflies and she laughed like the baby laugh babies do and it was the cutest thing EVER(totally not based on my experiences)

Jack was Vil's little protector.

Vil did not need protecting.

Eric Venue(Vil's father) was like Jacks second father.

Eric was always there after a long day in the snow with two piping hot cups of cocoa

Nowadays Jack and Vil and a little distant but they've stayed close

They meet up every morning to run together (Canon)

Vil helps Jack with schoolwork whenever he needs it

Vil comes over to Savanaclaw and once he leaves Ruggie is just like "So who's your friend! He was so sweet😊"

Jack was flabbergasted.

Apparently since Ruggie grew up in the slums he's never seen any of Vil's movies.

Leona hates it.

They're so besties coded

(Authors Note: Sorry I couldn't do it romantically it just makes me uncomfortable :( )

So uh...

An anon( I think) asked for Jamil/Azul headcanons Azul/Idia headcanons or Azul/Idia/Jamil headcanons and I accidentally posted the answer before I was ready, panicked, and deleted it not realizing it would delete the ask too.

Oopsy?

(IM NOT IRRESPONSIBLE I SWEAR)

Anyways I'm doing all of them

Jamil/Azul:

An OTP of mine. I love them. Chapter Four was the gayest shit since sliced bread.(and vampire nails those are-)

@masterofrecords has an amazing fic for them it's gorgeous. (MARRY ME YOUR WRITING IS SO GOOD)

Anyways. Headcanons!

In above mentioned fic Jamil makes food for people to say that he cares about them. And he makes food for Azul. A lot. Soyeahthatsathingnow.

Azul comes to ALL of Jamils basketball games! The American football movie stereotype!

Azul likes Jamil's shiny hair things. Octopus instinct.

Jamil gives Azul shiny things as gifts.

"hey I found this coin in the vault at Scarabia do you-" "YES"

Jamil will never see that coin again

Azul/Idia

BOARD GAME CLUB BOARD GAME CLUB!!!

The nerd duo

This ship has really grown on me!

There's a comic on the Twisted Wonderland subreddit by u/Kamapon that really introduced me to the ship! It's slightly suggestive but it's so good! The art honestly looks official.

Gossip buddies over chess

"Did you hear? The science club room was set on fire." "EXCUSE ME WHAT?"

Idia is so shocked his hair flares up and the Board game clubroom almost catches too.

Idia takes Azul to a Premo concert and Azul just stares at their shiny costumes and light sticks

The blue lipstick gets everywhere.

Jamil/Azul/Idia

THE GRAND FINALE!!! This is so cute!

Obviously Azul and Idia go on dates to Jamil's games.

Jamil and Azul once held a conversation as to who could make Idia's hair the pinkest.

The only time it turned fully pink was when both of them worked together. Yay! THE POWER OF... Ship? What's a romantic word for friendship?

Azul introduces Jamil and Idia.

"this is Idia! He also doesn't like people!"

"...Azul. listen to yourself."

Everyone else on campus thinks they're weird.

They are.

Authors Note: IM SO SORRY ANON 😭😭😭😭

Yo do you have any anons? Would you like one?

ANYWHOM I'm curious about, like, do you ship anyone or is shipping not your piece of cake? Also do you have any headcanons on who has the most interesting/cute relationship (platonic or romantic or whatever) in the cast

(e.g. Deuce and Epel being besties won't leave my brain. Deuce is so earnest a lot of the time, and they're both down to fight someone if they cross a line, and I just think they're a really cool pair. Granted, I do think that all of the first year squad would be super cool in terms of friendship dynamics. I just think they're neat haha)

- 🐝 anon (if you're cool with me giving myself a lil anon name lol)

Hi 🐝! (That's your name now)

(I want to take this moment to say that I will write headcanons for ships if asked unless they're like. Proships. I don't do that.)

I do ship. I ship lots. I'll list my Major ships! And my Major Friendships. I ship more than these but these are the biggest ones.

Romantic Ships:

Trey/Jade (Two faced vice housewardens. Jade falls first Trey falls harder)

Leona/Malleus (Rivals to Lovers. Enemies to Friends to Lovers. Malleus falls first Leona falls harder.)

Azul/Jamil (Academic Rivals AND Lovers. Azul falls first Jamil falls harder)

Vil/Rook (Eros and Psyche. Rook falls first Vil falls harder)

Idia/Leona (✨Mental Illness✨ Idia falls first Leona falls harder)

Platonic Ships:

Ace & MC

First Years

Deuce & Epel (EpelJuiceEpelJuiceEpelJuice)

Trey & Ace (Ace is Homesick and Misses his older brother. Bam! Trey.)

Leona & Jack

Azul & Idia

Jamil & Ace

Basketball Club

Vil/Rook & Epel (this is a family.)

Rook & Trey

Malleus & Sebek

Sebek & Ace

Diasomnia. (Again. A family)

Authors Note: Request Ship headcanons! Even if they're not on this list!! I'm a multishipper!!! Romantic or Platonic!!!! PLEASE!!!!!

could I ask what your pronouns are

She/Her are my pronouns.

i didn't need to be reminded of my aphmau phase when you interacted with me 💀 (past fandom talk time: i used to watch her mystreet series from 2017-2019. i had a anti phase from 2017-2018 where i hated einmau "because it was incest". by 2019 i full on forgot about einmau)

Technically, Einmau is Incest as Ein and Aphmau have the same father, just not the same mother.

Hello there I like your avatar

Hello! Thank you Dear, it's a image of the Raiden Shogun from Genshin Impact!

When you get this you have to answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publicly. Then, send this ask to 10 of your followers.

Oh boy, 5 things I like about myself, let's see....

1) my new short hair.

2) knowing my enjoyment of Entitled People getting their asses kicked.

3) my drawing abilities.

4) ignoring everyone when I'm reading.

5) being a cat Mom.

Edit: instead of sending the ask to 10 of my followers, I'll tag them instead.

1) @simpforsimeon

2) @lunii-luu

3) @riddle-simp

4) @dialovers-lover-xoxo

5) @inkthesans

6) @diasomnia-luvr98

7) @1midnightcoffee

8) @renmayonaka

9) @relix-draws

10) @marshxmallow