with all my love for you guys

Thank You

Hey guys,

I’ve been reading your messages all morning and I’m just honored by the outpouring of love. I didn’t really expect that video to get the response it did and I hope I didn’t worry anyone with it. I’ve always wanted to be honest with you guys both with the good and the bad in my life and I hope you know that I don’t regret getting to this point. I’ve come a long way down this road and I don’t intend to turn back anytime soon.

The heart of the matter is finding that next big thing to chase. What dream should I pursue next? Because there’s a lot of options opening up in front of me and I’m not sure which one I want to pour my heart and soul into. I know it’s a bit of an asinine thing to complain about but I’ve always found it hard to do things just for my own sake. I would never have pushed myself so hard as a YouTuber if it weren’t for you all cheering me on the whole way. That’s what I mean when I say I owe EVERYTHING to you.

So thank you.

Thank you, honestly and truly for everything you’ve done along the way. I still don’t know where this road is going to lead me but I don’t want you all to worry that I’m going to abandon you or YouTube or stop creating in general. My life stands still when I’m not making something to try to impress you haha.

-Mark “The Night Vlogger” Iplier

[TRANS] Renjun’s Birthday Message

Thank you for wishing me happy birthday today!
Today I was very happy, were you guys happy too?
I will work hard to show a better version of myself! Please anticipate it!
Happy birthday Renjun!!!! keke thank you always~~I love you~~^^

Thank you all for wishing me Happy Birthday today! ! Today I am very happy, i wonder if your day was a happy one too? I will work hard to show everyone a more perfect me! Everyone, please anticipate! Renjun happy birthday day! haha I hope the next time I could be together with you all ! This is the first time i’m celebrating my birthday with my fans, i’m very happy! Grow together with us!

This drawing is of my development/growth process!
2000, when I was born, I was still a sprout 🌱
In 2017, I was a small tree 🌿
And please anticipate what I’ll be later in 2018 tooI’ll bloom a lot more flowers 🌸 and I’ll bear more fruit as well 🍊
(T/N: metaphor for growing as a person)Thank you! Let’s grow together!

This drawing depicts my growing process. 2000 i was just born so i was a sprout, 2017 i am a small tree  please anticipate the 2018 me! More flowers will bloom  More fruits will be beared   Thank you everyone! And grow together with us! 

Translation: Rini, Sher (KOR), Rachs (CHN) @ FY! NCT (NCTINFO) | Source: Starhome

Please take out with full credit


I actually had an anon ask if I had a favorite subject 18. My 18, will always be my love. When I first made her there was like I dunno 2 other 18s I saw. And they didn’t use the name subject 18. I love my baby girl. No other 18 will beat her in my eyes.
She’s my little genius. Who is gonna burn Aperture.


@avenoire and @drawinggheys I love your horoscope AU and I really only wanted to draw you some Jeffermads or some Lams…but I kinda went out of control and draw all (at the time of this post) your designs for the hamilcrew!
These are my favorite ships and I hope you enjoy them! You guys are the best! (And sorry for some inconsistencies…I kinda went overboard with the sketches ^^;)

I cried over hockey today

No…I didn’t cry because my team lost to their biggest rivals. In fact, I cried before the game was even over. And I would have still cried if they were winning.

The Stars aren’t going to make the playoffs, which means their season will be over in just a little over two weeks. For me, that really sucks.

The Stars are kinda my happy place. Not only are they a distraction when I’m having a bad or stressful day, but they’ve really helped me to come out of my comfort zone in meeting all of you. Trust me…if you knew me in real life you’d know how super shy and anxious I am. Having the Stars as common ground has helped me to meet people who I would have never initiated conversation with because I would have been too scared. I was a Stars fan before I met you all, but loving them and wanting to talk about them with other people who love them is what encouraged me to join hockey Tumblr two months ago in the first place.

This team has done so much for me outside of just playing hockey games. They don’t know it, and it sounds mushy, but it’s true. And it’s sad to see them go for the rest of the season. It’s having to say goodbye to a happy place for a few months…and I’m not really ashamed to say…yeah…I’m upset about it.

To some people, sports and their favorite team is a fun pastime, but I think I speak for a lot of us when I say to some of us, it’s something bigger.

Originally posted by so-hockey-eh


Um, hi! I’m Steven! Steven Universe.

Sorry to interrupt your blogging, but I’ve got something super important to say! I promise it won’t take long, so just hear me out, okay? 

I just wanted to say… 

well done. 

I know sometimes life might be hard! Trust me, I know all about that, and.. sometimes, you might think you can’t get up in the morning, or you don’t feel like eating orr doing anything, but.. you’re still here. You’re fighting through the hard times, you’re still going, even though it’s super tough, and i’m so proud of you guys for that!

Sometimes, your own mind can tell you some pretty bad stuff, that you’re not special or important, but that’s not true. You’re totally important! You’re a human being! You’re unique in every way. No-one in the universe is like you, you’re the only you there’ll ever be, isn’t that cool? Don’t let other people get you down. 

If things are hard right now, it’s okay to take a break, you need to look after yourself. drink some water, take a nap, just take the world one step at a time. It’s not always going to be easy, but there’ll always be someone out there who cares, and.. well, I care, too! 

Take care of yourselves, okay? You guys are super important. You all make the Earth worth protecting!

I guess that’s it, really. Thanks for listening.

Bye! I love you!


me: is that,,,,really,,,,ten thous-
me spitting out my cranberry Juice: IT IS?!?@?!?@

this blog is two years old and ,,,, ,you guys have all been so perfect and amazing to me!!!!!!! i really couldn’t ask for more to celebrate the second anniversary of this blog!!!!!! im really in tears,,,,,,,,,,,i can’t believe it,,,,,,im,,,so grateful,,,,,,,,,i don’t deserve all of you!!!!!! i hope i can write more and share happiness and love for our groups together!!! thank you so much,,,!!!!!!! 

Blame [Tim Drake x Reader]

Requested by @clenf : “I LOVE YOUR BLOG!!! Can you do some REALLY sad angst with Tim maybe and break my heart? Please?” 

A/N: Here, here’s your angst. I’ve joined the dark side guys where are my cookies?!

Warning: Angst, Death


Tim may not get along the best with Damian but you had a different relationship with him. You trusted the other a lot, you had become like an older sister to him. Also because you’re not one of Bruce’s adopted kids who all live in the same place, you treat him differently than the others. Tim honestly was fond at your relationship with him, not that he’d ever admit that.

So, when he came to you asking for help on a mission you couldn’t help but hear him out. He told you about an abandoned warehouse where he believed some of Count Vertigo’s goons to be making a hand off of a new experimental version of Vertigo for a good chunk of change.

You were a bit hesitant when he said it’d just be the both of you after all of his brothers and Bruce had said it would be too dangerous to go in on so little information. You were about to decline for the same reasons but he guilted you into it.

“Fine, I’ll come. But only because you said we can handle it” Throwing your hands in the air in defeat.

“Great, thank you [L/n]. Just one thing, don’t tell Drake” he nodded at you, but you raised an eyebrow suspiciously. “Why?”

Damian diverted his eyes from yours, “Well, uh, we haven’t gotten to do a mission together in a while and Drake would just come knowing his beloved was going.” You knew Damian thought of you as a sister but you never realized how much until now.

You smiled and nodded at him, “Okay I won’t tell Tim.” Not knowing you’d regret those words later on.

You were suiting up to meet Damian the night of the mission he had planned. Though Tim walked in and gave you a questioning look. “What are you suiting up for? We don’t have patrol tonight.”

He watched as you holstered your pistol, “I promised Damian to join him on patrol tonight.” Though he pouted at you, making you laugh “But I was looking forward to just having some us time.” Walking over to him, taking his face in your hands and pressing a kiss to his lips “Don’t worry I’ll be back later, promise. Then we can have all of the us time you like. I love you” saying before kissing him once more.

He had his hands on your hips, “Okay just be careful.” Reluctantly releasing you from his grip. As you walked over to the window with fire escape access. “Hey!” He stopped you as you had one leg out the window. He walked over and kissed you once more, “I love you too”

Smiling you kissed his cheek before slipping into the night. Meeting Damian on the roof of your apartment building.

“Ready?” He asked as you pulled yourself over the edge, feet landing on the roof. “Yeah, lead the way” gesturing for him to do so.

He began to jump roofs as you followed closely. Coming up on a warehouse that matched the one Damian had told you about prior to the mission. “This it?” Standing next to him on the roof. He nodded as you examined the area.

“We can slip in through those windows. I looked up the blueprints before tonight, there should be a catwalk that we can survey from.” Pointing toward a set of dark windows. Damian nodded before making his way over as you did the same.

Once there you carefully pushed the window open before slipping inside and onto the catwalk. You both looked around the area, “I don’t see anything. Should we drop down?” Looking at the boy at your side through your mask. He nodded and you both stealthily dropped behind some crates. Pointing your gun you peered around the crate.

“Clear” you whispered as he poked his head over. “Tt, I don’t understand. There was supposed to be a deal going down.” Damian said walking out from behind the crate. Though you heard a familiar click, “Robin get down!” You yelled both of you jumping back behind the crates as bullets went flying around you.

“Shit” You breathed before peering around when the bullets stopped, but the second you did they began again. “We’re outnumbered! You said there were only going to be a few!” Yelling over the noise of the bullets. “There were, they must’ve learned we were coming. This was a trap!”

You rested your head against the crate, “You call the others for back up I’ll try and pick as many off as I can.” Ordering while taking out a second gun. You were a pretty good shot having learned from Jason. Of which had made Tim a bit jealous and made it that much more fun, but right now was anything but fun.

Your arms extended in front of you, shooting off multiple rounds from each gun. Not knowing the number you had taken out. You had dropped down to fast to count. But your angle was terrible, you needed to get a place for a better shot. “I’m going to try and get behind those crates for a better angle.”

“No it’s too dangerous! I’m contacting the others now.” Damian argued. “If I don’t we’ll both be dead before they get here. Take this and draw their fire away, but stay behind this crate.” Looking directly at him, like you could see right through his mask. Damian nodded and took the ankle gun you had outstretched to him.

He held it before saying, “Ready.. GO!” As soon as he said that he drew the fire away from your path as you sprinted, but one of the gunmen caught on, landing a bullet to your calf and another in your forearm. You yelled before diving behind the other set of crates. “[F/n]!” Damian cried having seen you go down. Not realizing he had gotten a hold of his family.

“Dammit!” yelling through grit teeth. “I’m good” waving to him, tearing your sleeve off then in half, and tying the cloths around your leg and arm.

“Damian, [F/n] what the hell is going on?!” Jason could be heard through the coms.

“Damian and I were lead into a trap, we need backup now” You talked into the com, your voice strained with pain.

“[F/n] are you okay?!” Tim asked frantically, you smiled hearing his voice “Well I’m not comfortable, just get here fast guys”

“We’re on our way, we have your coordinates. Sit tight” Dick said.

Though right then another spray of bullets whizzed by. “Not sure that’s an option.” Pressing against the crate further.

“We’re on our way, hang in there” Bruce confirmed before the line went dead.

“ROBIN!” Catching Damian’s attention. He looked over at you. You pointed to your gun and gestured the way you were going to shoot. Signaling that he should come over when you start firing. He nodded. Signaling ‘1… 2… 3’ turning and shooting over the crates. As he ran Damian threw an explosive toward the direction of the gunmen.

Once most of the gunmen were down, you both moved to hand to hand to knock the rest out. You were both working well as a team taking out most of the men.

But after knocking one of them out you saw one of them sneaking up behind Damian. Knowing you were out of bullets you rushed over. “Robin behind you!” Yelling before pushing him away from the man. Catching the his arm, the knife inches from your abdomen.

Damian was still reeling from being pushed out of the way as you tried to hold the man’s arm back as hard as you could. But your arm was weakened from the earlier bullets. With one forceful lunge the knife plunged into your flesh and pulled out with a twist, making the blow that much worse.

Clutching your abdomen you stumbled backwards and onto the ground. “[F/n]!” you heard Tim yell after hearing a batarang whizz by, knocking the man out. “Oh my god [F/n]” Tim appeared in your vision, pushing down on the wound.

“Ti-” You tried to speak but were cut off by a cough, blood coming up with it. “No, no, no! You have to stay with me! [F/n] keep your eyes open!” Frantically trying to keep your fading attention. “Tim” you smiled up at him. “Yeah I’m right here sweets, hang on, okay?”

Your smile didn’t fade, “I’m sorry, I promised I’d come home tonight.” A tear streamed down your cheek. Tim had tears soaking his face, “No don’t talk like that” he shook his head. “We have to do something, now!” Tim looked up at the others who only gave him solemn expressions. The amount of blood you lost, you wouldn’t make it to the nearest hospital let alone the batcave.

“Tim” you said before coughing up more blood. “I love you, okay. We both know I’ve lost too much blood. I need you to promise you’ll live, even without me. Please I need you to promise me that. Let me go knowing you’ll keep living for me” More tears escaping your eyes as your breathing began to become labored. “Please”

He nodded, “I promise I will try my best. I love you so much!” pressing his forehead to yours.

“I love you too” saying before glancing at everyone “All of you.” Tim quickly pressed his lips to yours for the last time. When he pulled away the light left your eyes as your body went limp. “[F/n]! [F/n]!” Tim yelled shaking your body. All of their hearts dropped out of their chest.

“Tim” Bruce placed a hand on his shoulder “She’s gone” forcing himself to utter the words.

Sniffling he wiped his eyes, looking at you. Before turning to Damian, rage built up in him. “This is your fault!” pointing an accusing finger at him.

“Tim!” Dick yelled grabbing his shoulder. “What Dick?! It is, we told him this was dangerous! And he dragged her into this! He-he..” He stopped short, trying to hold back his emotions.

“Drake I’m sorry I had no intention of –” Damian tried to start but was cut off “Are you?! If you would’ve thought about the consequences this never would’ve happened! But no, you just had to because you can’t take a goddamn order!” Tim screamed, voice filled to the brim with rage, brokenness, and sorrow.”

“I-I” Damian stuttered, a lump in his throat chocking him. “No! I don’t want to hear it. I know we may not get along but I always considered you my brother, but now.. I can’t even look at you” Tim finished the conversation. Turning to see Jason had already lifted your lifeless body and went to get you back to the batcave. Leaving just him, Damian, Dick, and Bruce. Tim looked at Bruce and Dick, mumbling “Don’t follow me” before grappling out of the warehouse.

A broken man.

Leaving the others behind. Leaving with Damian with his head hung shamefully. What had he done?



(ASLO ALL OF YOU ARE SO FUCKING SWEET LEAVING ME THOSE MESSAGES) (I was so calmed by your sweet pick me ups that my panic attack for the interview was chilled)

(NOW I CAN REST) (and draw in peace)

You Will Be Found

Connor crunched up the fucking letter and tossed it across his room. Of course Evan Hansen was just like everyone else, why wouldn’t he want to run and tell people Connor was freak. Connor thought that maybe Evan wasn’t like everyone else, maybe he was different. Connor was wrong.

All my hope is pinned on Zoe…

Of course the guy he was in love with loved Zoe, who didn’t love Zoe. Zoe was perfect, Connor wasn’t. Connor knew he was a fucking lost cause, everyone knew it. He just had to accept the fact, if he disappeared no one would miss him, not his family, no one. 

God fucking damn it, why was he relating to everything Evan wrote in that letter. That poor fucking kid felt they way he did, Jesus he should’ve stuck around and talked to him. Connor hated himself right.

If I just disappeared tomorrow would anyone even notice or care?

There was a light knock on Connor’s door followed by his mother’s voice. “Connor honey, a boy is here to see you,” Connor pulled himself off the floor, limbs heavy, he made his way over to the door and swung it open. “Who is-” Connor’s eyes drifted past his mother and saw Evan Hansen.

“I-I didn’t know you had a friend honey,” Cynthia smiled at her son and grasped his arm lightly. Connor cringed, god she made him sound lonely and sad.But she seemed happy at the prospect of Connor even talking to someone. “Yeah,” Connor muttered, not looking at Evan or his mother. Cynthia ushered the boy in the striped into the room and closed the door behind them.

“What the fuck are you doing here Hansen,” Connor snapped, he wasn’t in the mood to deal with Evan. He was being a dick to him though, and while it made Connor feel guilty, he was never good with feelings anyways. “I-I um wanted to apologize for the le-letter, I-I didn’t m-mean fo-for you to see it,” Evan whispered. Connor rolled his eyes.

“It doesn’t fucking matter anyways Hansen, you wanna write creepy shit about my sister, go ahead,” Connor glared. “But don’t fucking use it to make fun of me,” Connor said, nastily as he crossed his room to his bed. 

“I-I didn’t m-make it to-to anger y-you,” Evan answered. Connor snorted as he chewed on his thumb, why wouldn’t Evan want to make fun of him? Everyone else did, so why was Evan any different “It’s true,” Evan insisted. His eye caught the crumpled up piece of paper in the corner. “It-it’s just something I-I have to do okay…for th-this thing,” Evan tried to allude towards that he too had issues like Connor.

“Look Hansen I don’t fucking care what you meant in that letter can you just…leave,” Connor sighed, the anger fading from his voice. Evan glanced at the long haired teen. “I know what it’s like to feel alone Connor,” Evan said, eyes never straying from the other boy. Connor lifted his head up from his knees and tilted his head, what was Evan getting at. 

“And you’re not alone, no matter how hard it seems, someone will come running Connor, someone will find you, so stay safe okay?” Evan told him “And if you need me,” Evan grabbed a slip of paper from his pocket as well as a sharpie, he quickly jotted down his number. “Call me okay?” Connor couldn’t seem to form any words.

“You will be found Connor Murphy,” Evan smiled as he retrieved the crumpled up piece of paper from the floor. Evan exited the room and left Connor with his thoughts and the slip of paper with Evan Hansen’s number on it. If Connor did even try to call him would Evan answer? Was this just pity? Connor didn’t have the answers but what Evan told him struck a chord within Connor.

You will be found Connor Murphy…

Maybe Evan was right, maybe he would be found and maybe Evan was the one who was going to find him.


So I wrote this earlier for my 400+ follower celebration, so thanks you guys for following my blog and liking my writing :)

anonymous asked:

okay so my grandparents had to put down one of their dogs today, and i loved that pupper with all of my heart. so in other words i am emotionally wrecked™ and really need some comfort and extreme fluff fics and have scoured the blog for some, can you give me some pointers or anything you've read lately? i just need to get something else on my mind :^/ thank you guys in advance n i love y'all 💕

Oh my gosh I’m sorry that sounds like an emotionally exhausting day. I hope these fics help you out

It’s No Coincidence by IsabellaJack

The kids immediately scream, “Trick-or-Treat” before they see who opens the door.

The strange resident looks between the two kids, then at the adults, and his eyes widen in horror.

“It’s October already?”

Okay, Bucky thinks. This guy is probably high.

Let In the Sun by PR Zed (przed) 

The thing was, even in the middle of a war, things weren’t always a raging shitstorm. The Howlies weren’t always on the frontlines or, worse, behind them. They didn’t always have Hydra attacking them with weapons straight out of a Buck Rogers serial. There weren’t always Nazi panzer divisions threatening to flank their position.

There were calm days, restful days. There were days like this…

Two golden days in the long friendship of Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers.

Love and Cherish by wearing_tearing 

“This is the best idea.” Steve grins, lap overrun by eager wiggly puppies, hands busy trying to pet all six of them at the same time.

“They tend to happen every once in a while,” Bucky teases, quickly getting distracted by a wet tongue lapping at his cheek and a cold nose trying to burrow under his shirt.

Welcome to Oblivious, Population: Two by leveragehunters (Monkeygreen)

Steve is a wedding photographer in need of an assistant. Bucky is unemployed and in need of a job. Sam and Natasha, in what turns out to be a successful attempt to solve both problems, arrange an introduction.

In a moment of frustrated brilliance, Bucky sets Steve on the path to incredible popularity and the two of them–and their relationship–on the path to complete obliviousness.

You’re the one I want to tell my kids about 20 years from now when they ask me what love is. I wanna tell them about this annoying guy who always want to catch my attention but little did he know that i am always waiting for him to notice me. I will tell them how i laid my eyes on you and how my heart beats for you for the very first time. I want to tell them that true love still exists and i found it to you. I wanna tell them about how we met, our roller coaster love story, our adventures together, all our memories and how we took care of each other’s heart. I wanna tell them how i fell in love with the most amazing person in this world. I wanna tell them how you took my breath away every time i look at you and how you can melt my heart with your love. You’re the one i’ll tell my kids how a wonderful person you are and how i love everything about you. I’ll tell them about this man who thawed my ice in my heart, that you’re the only person who made it. I’ll tell them about you, about the man i love, about their hero and tell them it’s their father.
—  An open letter for my future love

Iris Agate Challenge

A week ago, I organized a kind of Challenge were you guys have to re-color Iris Agate, the fusion of Topaz, Pearl and Amethyst, and here are the winners.

1st place: @gemmygemgemstuffs, with 20 notes, this re-color was the one i like the most!

2nd place: @gemfiles with 22 notes, is the most original in my opinion, and they deserve this place!

3th place: @aaron-goforth, with 32 notes, i loves this one! so here’s your third place!

In conclusion, all the drawings were excellent guys! Thanks for participating! The drawings will be done in a week and the final piece of art of Iris Agate tonight!

Topaz Loves you!


I have returned. I got most of my personal stress and issues settled and decided that homophobia/transphobia/etc, whether it’s irl or in the fandom, isn’t going to stop me from enjoying the things I love.

I don’t always like the fandom, but I love My Candy Love. I remember one of the reasons I left was because I felt like a lot of the fandom didn’t care about any of the LGBT members within it and then I remembered that I’m full of enough spite and bitterness to be back full-force as the biggest screw you I’m here, I’m queer, now leave me alone.

I urge you guys to send in some requests and please don’t be scared to message me if you just wanna talk.Please keep my rules in mind. 


Some thoughs about yatori

Hey guys. This is something that i wanted to do a long time ago.. and here it is! As you all know, Yato and Hiyori are the sweetiest couple ever.. ( in my oppinion xD) and i think everyone knows that Yato has feelings for Hiyori. However, is it just a habit or a real love? 

Look at their relationship in the manga: 
As you know, Yato has never been in love before. He has never had friends and real family. He was all alone. Everybody that he knew, forgot him. And just one simple day, she appeared in his life like a hurricane. Hiyori changed everything.  If she wasn’t here, Yato wouldn’t know what it means to have a family. He wouldn’t know how to be really happy.  Hiyori is the first human that cares for him. She is the first person who said she wants to be with him longer. Yato hasn’t felt this way before for someone. And what he is doing? 

He doesn’t know how to love someone. Yato’s trying to get her attention. He’s jealous when Hiyori is with the other guys. He misses her when she comes home. He tries to be as close to her as possible. 
And even…

Yato wants Hiyori to be his wife. He want’s to marry her but why? 
What is marriage? 
It’s being with someone no matter what. Yato wants to be with Hiyori NO MATTER WHAT. He wants to be sure that she will forever be by his side. 

And here is the question. 
Is it a real love..
or just a habit? 

I think Yato truly loves Hiyori and he doesn’t want to let her go :) ♥ 
I will support their love as much as i can cause.. you know, he is a GOD. 
And she is just a simple human. What if this would be impossible? :( Even so.. why Adachitoka would do all this scenes? 
We just have to wait some time to know the answears. ;)

So I’ve reached 500+ followers and I just wanted to let you all know how much I appreciate you!! Through all of the squinoa feelings and multifandom trash, you’ve stuck around and idk why but thank you!!! I never thought I’d reach 50 followers, nevermind over 500 so here are some of the blogs I love and look forward to seeing on my dash   ♥ 

@aerospark @ashes @believe-me-ty @bolina @cactuarqueen @caerberus @corlgrimes @donoteattheyellowsnow @duubellay @duscaen @elliejoys @emeraldlatias @ethernalium@galaxiescrosscd @grievering @h34rt1lly @highwindsaranea @kingsglaivus @liberatorofsouls @livvy-the-protector @lixana @lyannaladyofiron @magistera @messengersgift @mondlers @moonlight-crystal @moreturkeymrchandler @nctiscalum @pjamma-sf @shuyiin @skribleskrable @snapmaw @str-dex-rogue @summonerluna @thedragoon @thingsinlifeyoujustdo @tidu5 @tifaslockharts @underneaththerottingpizza7 @xkadajx @yunalesca @zacksoldiers @zerithyuffentine


to every follower I have who sticks around even though I know I’m a loud, opinionated and sometimes brash. Thanks so much!!!

Especially to those of you who don’t ship my ships or don’t always agree with my opinions. I appreciate you all for not subtexting/subposting/vague blogging. 

I love all of you guys. 

anonymous asked:

your blog is really really really really really nice. I love everything that you draw (the au gives me major feels) and sometimes I stop by on glum days to re-read/re-view/re-look-at/re-what-word-makes-sense-here them. This ask is jumbly, so, sincerely, I love this blog and you are a positive presence on tumblr, so, thankyouforthatokhaveanicedaynightbye

AhHHhHH thank you so so much! When people tell me they reread my comics and that they offer some type of comfort it really warms my heart and fuels my fire to create even more! I’m glad to be dubbed as a positive blog. I can only hope to keep being one! You guys are so sweet I love all of you ahhhhhh