2024 HAS ARRIVED HERE WOOOOOOO!!!!!! Here’s to an amazing year, y’all! ❤️
FIRST ZACK & SEPH OF 2024!
*collapses into snoring mass*
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HAPPY NEW YEAR TONOTOS!!! X333 I hope you have a good time :)
Well I made this drawing as a thank you for EVERYTHING that happened this year 2023. Really, thank you all very much. ♡
And that blank space? Well, here you can draw your oc along with mine. I hope you like the idea <3 (I clarify that it can also be any character you like)
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ITS ALMOST NEW YEAR HERE
HAPPY NEW YEAR TAI I LOVE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH YOURE SUCH AN AWESOME PERSON ILY
OMG ILYT LOIFEY MY LIL LOLLIPOP HAVE AN AWESOME YEARRRRRRRR <333333333333
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Platonic Helen + Will Flower Shop AU?
(And Happy New Year to you!)
Her brow lifts just slightly when he walks in (in years to come he will grow to recognize that as her version of shock, but for now, it is only a ghost of a look, there and gone in a heartbeat). "How can I help you?"
His heart is heavy, twisted up like it always is this time of year, and grief fogs his thoughts. "Yes, I'm looking for a few-" There's a movement he sees from the corner of his eye, and he instinctively turns toward it, only to see nothing but rows and rows of plants. "... Roses."
"Roses. Yes. Of course." He's not quite sure what to make of her tone. "One moment, please."
He nods, then scans the room absently, an unsettled feeling creeping up his spine. Something is not right. He can't quite put his finger on it, but it's a feeling he cannot shake.
These flowers... He's never seen anything like them. Granted, he's not exactly a flower expert, but there's nothing in this sea of color that's even remotely familiar. Some of them seem to sway, as if there's wind, but they're inside and even the A/C doesn't seem to be running. And a few of them are pointed toward him, almost like-
He shakes his head firmly, trying to shake the thoughts away at the same time. He's letting his mind run away with him; he always has, hasn't he? He just needs to get a few roses for his mother's grave, and-
"Achoo!"
...
He stops. Takes a deep breath. Blinks a few times, just to make sure he didn't imagine that, but nope, that flower definitely just sneezed.
It's still now, but he knows what he saw. He does.
... Doesn't he?
Feeling more than a little silly, he clears his throat. "Um. Bless you?"
The petals flutter. "Thank you!" It's a soft voice, almost melodic, and decidedly not human. Then, it gasps. "I'm sorry, I'm not supposed to talk to strangers. Hopefully I didn't scare you!"
Scared doesn't begin to cover it, and he's not altogether sure he hasn't completely lost his mind, but still, he manages a weak, "No, no, you're-you're fine. I just, uh-I just-what are you?"
"She's called Susan." A voice from behind him cuts in dryly. The shopkeeper, he notes absently, though she seems much calmer now, almost amused. "How you found us, I've no idea, but welcome to the Sanctuary."
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