The Sun represents success, radiance and abundance. The Sun gives you strength and tells you that no matter where you go or what you do, your positive and radiant energy will follow you and bring you happiness and joy. People are drawn to you because you can always see the bright side and bring such warmth into other people’s lives. This beautiful, warm energy is what will get you through the tough times and help you succeed. You are also in a position where you can share your highest qualities and achievements with others. Radiate who you are and what you stand for; shine your love on those you care about.
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Thank you so much to @dyalavellan /@mafumafuriah for this awesome card of Sayuri! I gave you an idea and you worked so hard on her ;3; I appreciate you so much. Seriously y’all, best artist to work with and I am going to be commissioning her forEVER.
Aaaaaaa <3 it was a true pleasure working with you! Thank you so much for everything!
last Christmas @chocochipbiscuit wrote a drabble for me inspired by this cute lil thing and I’ve been squealing ever since because this is one of the nicest presents I’ve ever got. once again: thank you so much Choco ♥ ♥ ♥ my lone wanderer/Crazy Wolfgang
“We wish you a merry kiss-mas and a happy new beer!” Wolfgang croons, off-key as ever as he presses chapped lips to Sayuri’s cheek, stubble catching her skin even as she swats him away.
Try as she might, she can’t stop the quirk at the corner of her mouth as she examines the contraption he pushes in her hands. It’s a tiny battery, boxy and surprisingly heavy for its size, with wires and miniature lights smaller than her littlest fingernail strung over it. Layers of green, with one tiny red dot to mark the crown of this minimalist ‘tree.’
He even stuck it on top of a prewar air freshener, the synthetic pine scent filling her nostrils as she leans close.
“I didn’t get you anything.” She rubs her thumb along the waxy base, her voice more statement of fact than apology. She hadn’t been expecting him to remember any of the old holidays anyway.
He smiles, mouth sticky-red around the edges from some abominable hard candy he crunches on while speaking. “No, but you smiled, pretty lady. That’ll last me ‘til at least Valentine’s Day.”
