This is for @occultichost. From the time I joined, I’ve enjoyed your company. You are genuinely kind, warm and you deserve to be showered with pastel love. You are one of the gentlest and helpful people I’ve ever met online. I enjoyed the threads we had, they were fun, adventurous, filled with world building and character building and I hope we can continue to have more. Furthermore when you post them, your art is a charming highlight to my day. I look forward to seeing more!
so uhh idk whats up with my dragon!Diva sideblog (draconemdeity) but I can’t access it for whatever reason?? tumblr’s help center……doesn’t really help who woulda guessed lol.
Anyway, it’s kinda no surprise I’m not to active on here ahh;; if you want to interact with me and any sideblog characters this account is connected to, you can always catch me on my multimuse. Character profiles are already there/have been there for a while. I’m pretty sure this account is just going to die after the queue runs out (rip). It’ll be up just inactive. So, if you want to continue anything, carry over relationships and all that, I’m fine with it if you decide to follow my other blog instead.
it’s okay, buddy. nobody can.
hi ur so nice does this… make up for not answering for probably 5 months LOL anyway eeeee this is a scene i fell in love with from their wonderful amazing tendership fic and i wanted to do at least Something for it…! go read go read
Yugioh - Yami Bakura and Ryou Bakura ~ Another Happy Tendershipping Tuesday!
From my doujinshi collection HERE (will be another future scan)!
獏良誕生日おめでとう
Just a little bit cursed…!
remember that one part in battle city where yami yugi was totally cool with destroying ryou with an Egyptian god card in a duel when you lose life points you actually /feel/ physical pain from whatever attack the monster has bc i do
ended up being some kind of tribute to my white-haired anime son :y
I’M IN TEARS
Same
*shows up to mermay 10 days late with a bakura*
KING OF YAMI GAMES
What’s with this room? It’s covered in blood and rust. This is my room, but what the hell has happened to it? This room… is it really my room? It’s in terrible shape. The air is so heavy, my head hurts. Creepy… It looks like a face. What the hell am I writing?