i declare this drawing to be awesome


middle fingers are always a solution.

Last day, I was drawing and I suddently realized how lucky I was to have awesome friends. I suddently cried of happiness. I also realized that after 6 years of intense friendship, I never said to my best friend how much I loved her. So I randomly wrote her a message about how important she was for me, but since I’m terrible at expressing myself, my message sounded like a crappy love declaration and I felt so awkward about it <xD

please go follow my best friend. She’s @chinohoshi. She’s perfect and I love her very much.
Go follow my awesome friend @bad-neko-chan too please. She’s also a very close friend of mine. She’s my waifu and I love her too.


Please don’t forget to say to your friends that you love them, it’s important. We often forget since we’re always with them. Friends are precious.

Also don’t forget that whoever you are, there are people who care about you.

Please always keep that in mind.

(sorry for choosing these two, but I thought they were appropriate for this post. Don’t expect me to be original anyway. I will mostly post weeabootale here so yeah.)

hhhh I’m sorry for not posting a lot beside my answers… I won’t lie, I’m actually quite stressed of posting stuff… I’m very shy and scared to be cringy/annoying so I don’t dare to post…. ;w; I’m also sorry for not answering/doing the things where I’m tagged. I do see them and it really makes me happy. I just don’t dare to do them I’m sorry ;v;

ok I’ll try to be more open now here.

I said “try”.

I’m funny.

Stranger In A Really Strange Land (Ch. 1)

Summary: “ It all started when Cloud decided to pick up One Last, Quick Delivery on the outskirts of Edge, and then snowballed in surreality from there.”

(AU/multiple worlds)

So, one of @modeoheim ‘s fics, from which I drew surprisingly heavy inspiration for this, is why this exists. Therefore I declare this to be in a newly-named genre: Tobific. ;) 

I should note that after discussing it with her, it isn’t actually in the continuity of any of her fics (because I agree that said fic is fab and needs no add-ons), but it does draw inspiration from one of them. Which one? I’m tempted to say “read all of them and see if you can figure it out!” because honestly you should read all of them anyway, because Tobi is awesome, but in actuality, you’d never be able to guess so that’s terribly mean; it was actually inspired by Put a Little Love into my Lonely Soulnot that you can in any way actually tell from this, of course, especially at this point, but hey, credit is due where credit is due.

Also, you don’t need to actually read “Put a Little Love” before reading this, don’t worry. But you know, fic rec if you haven’t! ;)

Also, if you’re not fond of reading fic on tumblr, I’ll be posting it to AO3 a bit later; there’s a link to my AO3 on my blog and I’ll mention it in a reblog when it goes up.

It all started when Cloud decided to pick up One Last, Quick Delivery on the outskirts of Edge, and then snowballed in surreality from there.

It hadn’t even been a long delivery, or a difficult one; it was from a print shop on one edge of, well, Edge, to an Item shop in a newer but somewhat rougher part of town – not one he normally spent much time in, but hey, it was close by, so he figured it was quick, easy money. Bonus: he could pretty much do it on the way home. Hell, he’d be back in time for a late lunch.

And it would have been all of that – quick, easy, undistracting – if it hadn’t been for what turned out to be at the end of that trip.

He would never regret making it, though.

It started out pretty smoothly. He got there in time to pick up the package and drop it off as scheduled, and traffic was no worse than usual for that time of day. He was basically on autopilot most of the way there, and by the time he’d arrived at the destination for the good-sized box on the back end of his bike, his mind was already looking ahead, to that late lunch with Tifa and the kids.

The bell jangled on the door as he walked into the nondescript little hole in the wall of a shop – though, as he knew, that meant nothing in regards to the quality of the merchandise. He had found some amazing things in the most cobbled-together of places.

An employee called out from the back, “be right with you!”, and he hummed a noncommittal response, more interested in the prominent materia rack.

He was a touch surprised that they still had such a big display; it had gotten a lot less popular these days, thanks to the association with Shinra and mako processing. As Shinra had gotten as far out of the materia-making business as they had from all other Lifestream-meddling things, and as there were plenty of naturally-formed materia in the wild, there really wasn’t any reason for it, he felt. But then, he had always liked using the things, so he was probably not the most unbiased person to ask on that.

He scanned the rack for anything interesting. But he had a pretty sizable collection – most of them Mastered – so there wasn’t really anything worth getting. He was just sparing a faint smirk at the thought of bringing Yuffie here – the look on her face with that much materia in the room, heh – when the employee walked out from the back room, and the whole Planet seemed to come to a standstill.

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