#here you are!

[luneariann]

You said you wanted doodle requests?

What about Yosano smilingly creepily?

(No pressure)

Luv your art btw <3

#here you are! #doodle reqs #Ely asks

[sierradeaton]

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* boop *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

#i found it in higher quality thankfully! #here you are! #5sos #5sosedit #5 seconds of summer #michael clifford #luke hemmings #muke #tmh tour #*

[artistfaery]

Finally finished everyone's favourite flower fairy

#winx club #winx #winx flora #enchantix #fairy #faery draws #my art #here you are! #hope you like this one more than the wip tbh #not very satisfied with it #but i hope you all like it

[sir-yeehaw-paws]

Paint Mother Base Pink

For @armed-saphire @johnmeowston

Sorry about the mic quality! Sound on for my instructions.

#mgs #mgsv #nate vids #idk what to call this nate tutorial aksjdnasdkj #here you are!

[wigglybug]

hello if you would like a drawing from me....look upon my wares...commissions are open..

#i have had a few people (who im sure were hoping to scam me) ask so #here you are! #they are always open i have not had a commission in like two years #haha #i really enjoy drawing them though and if you want to support me....twirls my hair #commissions #art #artist on tumblr

[unforestalledreturn]

Only Teeth

a starter for @saishuu-heiki

It had begun innocently enough. It was a  young child’s dream to find that place again in the world, to find that warmth that was lost. Beloved jewel to unspoken disgrace, overnight, without warning or explanation, Genesis was left yearning for something he could neither describe nor tangibly hold. It was the scorn of the Banoran townspeople’s eyes, the pensive looks, the whispers. Once, they were filled with adoration, with smiles and laughter. But now, after so many years, such things were rose-tinted echoes that the freshly recruited SOLDIER hardly recognized. 

One would think admission to the most coveted ranks in ShinRa’s imposing army would have been cause for celebration. But even at the entrance ceremony, Genesis stuck out like a sore thumb. Amongst the rows of fresh recruits, he was quite a bit older. He was far more freckle-faced, far less muscular, and if these were all overlooked, the bright red sash on his arm that no one else in the crowd bore truly did separate him from the rest. And it was not in a good way. Genesis had only been accepted via a niche, scarcely used program that specialized in magic and materia usage as a primary vector. At first, he thought there would be plenty of others like him, that he would rise through the ranks and prove every naysayer wrong, and turn every scornful eye to respect. 

Genesis was wrong. And as the weeks turned into months, he became intimately acquainted with just how wrong he was. SOLDIER was predicated on the strength enhancing properties of mako and those that could withstand it. And it turned out that even those who passed the initial tests often dropped out to infantry as their tolerance failed. They dropped like flies. They puked during physical exams, were overtaken by fever, by memory loss, by a whole host of ailments that disqualified them from becoming the best of the best. 

And, as it was in nature, when the environment was brutal, only the strongest would survive. 

“Well, well, well… I guess 17 times the charm, Rhapsodos.” A brutish SOLDIER 3rd’s voice cut across the training room where Genesis had been planking on a mat. Even if his strength requirements were not the same to maintain his good standing, he had bare minimums. Cloudy eyes glared forward as Genesis pretended to not hear. 

Then, a boot was placed square on his back, pressure mounting. 

“I even heard they were so tired of you trying that they made up a whole new program. Isn’t that rich?” The 3rd chuckled as his little posse echoed his sentiments, surrounding their prey like a jackal. 

Genesis’ breath labored, arms shaking beneath the weight, arms screaming. But he grit his teeth to hold his silence. He reminded himself of his own promise-- to turn every eye, make each disbeliever swallow their tongue. The example of stoicism and refinement that one lauded Sephiroth excluded was secretly every SOLDIER’s dream, even if they never had the chance to meet the prodigy face to face. Most were lucky to even be deployed with that one man army. With grace and skill like that, one had no use to respond to snapping dogs. 

Only… 

The more Genesis sweat, the more his muscles ached and stomach knotted, the more he was faced with a bitter reality; he was not Sephiroth. And his arms buckled, body flattened beneath the oppressive pressure. This was met with laughter, the 3rd’s sharp heel digging into his shoulder blades. “Awww. City life’s hard for a little country boy. You know, I heard there are still openings in infantry for a toilet scrubber. That is of course if your dainty little self can withstand such hard labor.” 

Genesis did not have the luxury of grace or decorum. He did not have the reputation. He had only his teeth, his bones, his wrath, his indignation. 

From outside the training hall, those passing were only mildly aware of the drama within. Some lingered at the doorway, curious, but knowing better than to get caught up on a SOLDIER’s ego trip and continued on. Others idly gossiped at the common room nearby or just got some much needed coffee in their sleep-deprived bodies. It was a more or less unremarkable scene, until the entire floor of the building shook with an explosion. Those in the hallway were immediately enveloped in the plume of a fireball, and the common room was filled with hoarse choking and blindly fumbling through the smoke. The thick metal walls encasing the training room began to crack and in some places even melted-- that was until the fire alarms began to blare, water steaming down in an attempt to put out the blaze.

#saishuu-heiki #rp: only teeth #verse: I'm Still Here #here you are! #hope this works!

[jake-whatthefisgoingon-kiszka]

What about a gold Danny palette

And for the song listen to Danny by Lesley Gore 💛✨

#here you are! #I was thinking old Hollywood #great gatsby

[cosmiicheskaya]

"Cosmo know that look. It is look of man who has many things on his mind."

Even without probing the captain's surface thoughts, it was as clear as day that @phoenixspirits (Lorca) had something on his mind; something Cosmo would be willing to bet was fairly significant.

He pads over to the captain's desk and hops up on the chair directly across from him.

"Do you need help? Or, you know, Cosmo is very good at keeping secrets. And thinking of plans."

#phoenixspirits #verse. */ the call of the stars #here you are!

[cinqplusneuf]

📸 + my gf Plum please and thank you <3

#here you are! #your bastard girl #plum #we don't talk about plum

[flowersarefreetherapy]

📝 (For blood-is-compulsory since I can’t send sideblog asks)

#here you are! #and my wonderful handwriting :) #and a funsie little encouragement to beat up the favorite mad scientist #answered asks #marz actually talks #ask game #h query

[sigmadolos]

@absolut-blue​ said: ❛ have you come to laugh at me? ❜

various question starters

   Misery seems to wrap around the man like the wings of a black heron over the surface of the ocean water, encompassing those beneath its wings in shadow. It is not the first time that Sigma has seen the look on a patron of the aerial casino. It will not be the last either. It is his duty however though to see to the happiness who come to nest in the walls of his space. Misery was not a guest he allowed to stay for long (but for a little while he would - all things must stay in balance. A little misery could be incentive after all).

   “  No, I haven’t.  “  Sigma shakes his head, silver eyes watching with a gentleness, like the way morning dew rests on the petals of flowers. Words however were just that. Words. They didn’t always equal actions. He knew that far too well.

   The angel doesn’t immediately push for the conversation. He lingers in silence a moment, turning his attention from Blue to the surroundings - how the casino seemed to team with life and sounds. Enough to not feel alone, but not so much to be irritating. Only after a few seconds pass does he decide to sit nearby, but not so much to force or invade in his presence.

   “  You just seemed upset. Although many seek to their own solitude when that’s the case, it’s rarely what people TRULY want.  “  He turns his gaze back towards Blue with a small smile.  “  I thought I might offer my company, be it a lending ear or simply to not feel so alone. I don’t see any reason why to laugh at you.  “  No, Sigma rarely laughed AT anyone ; certainly not a patron, no matter what other guests might choose to do.

#absolutblue #here you are! #i hope this is alright! #leave it to sigma to be the one to help #doesnt matter there's thousands of other patrons #he always pays attention #ic || the angel of the aerial casino

[joyuex]

fear cuts deeper than swords / @myrlin

the day had been a dream ... here, a flash of horses and armor. there, the dance of pennons in the wind. and above it all : camelot, bright and brilliant in the sunlight. his first glimpse of it is a memory played and replayed as his boots trace circles in the flagstones, stirring up dust with every step. his fingers twitch, his face falls and rises : memory met once with the upturned crook of his lip and again with his meanest of scowls, a myriad of emotions twisting his heart this way and that. he is filled at once with joy and grief, with horror and delight. but not fear, never fear ... merlin's words break through his reveries before their meaning is fully grasped, but it is a moment before his feet stop there movement, and another before acknowledgement comes in the flash of his eyes. ❛❛ i am not afraid. ❜❜ there is no malice behind his words, no attempt to scold. they hold only the confidence of simple fact. a confidence now mirrored by his very body – there in the silent straightening of his shoulders, the upward turn of his head. and for a moment he is not a boy, but the very picture of knighthood. an image of the world's greatest knight ... but then the illusion is broken, pulled apart by a slight twitch of his nose and the fall of his head, by his brow furrowing in thought. and as simple as that he is a boy once more, though certainly a noble one. ❛❛ do i seem fearful? ❜❜

#here you are! #based on what we were talking about: lancelot coming with merlin to camelot #myrlin

[fatedevour]

  “  Hm. Marginal success.  More experiments are necessary to ensure this is not an outlier. If it is an outlier, further research will be necessary to see what makes this subject successful in contrast to the rest of the test subjects.  “

   It was not uncommon for Dottore to choose to speak to himself   —  be it in the literal since of his sole person, or in the sense of talking to one of his other clones.  His head cants to the side with interest as he studies the vial in hand. Perhaps it was something at the genetic level that allowed for this person to survive. But progress was progress! He was pleased with his outcome. At least for now.

   His head turns at hearing the door to his lab open, irritation flashing white hot through his system. Why must there always be disturbances when he was in the midst of experimenting? He clicked his tongue, a displeased noise under his breath before stepping out from the sealed room to see who it was. (  He could guess.  )

   “  Ah, Regrator.  What an unexpected guest to these labs. “  Dottore turns, deciding that  (  for now  )  this was a higher priority.  “  ...Don’t tell me you’re here to say there’s another meeting?  “

                                            ——————————————  

starter call for @bitbrumal​​  

#bitbrumal #here you are! #sorry for the delay but hope this is alright! #♢ — ❛ he whom ushers in your darkest hour ❜ ( ic ) #♢ — ❛ science is the only thing worth my time ❜ ( main verse )

[peeblesofnewyork]

@elysianscholar — closed

Valarie rubbed her temples, repeatedly playing back the meeting with the judge in her head. She had to sit down with her lawyers and her soon-to-be ex-husband; his constant pushback on the divorce was getting out of control. Even in death, he wouldn't allow her to have some form of control or independence. The only way she'd be out of his crooked grip was to make sure he was out of commission before she was. She felt no better than he, and now she was sitting here distracted, opening her eyes to apologize to her brunch date. Then again, that started to look shady.

"Sorry, just not feeling well again." Clearing her throat, Valarie shifted in her chair and gazed over beside her at the table nearest. "Did you decide what you wanted yet? I have about an hour left before my captain grabs me by the throat."

#c — valarie ; #elysianscholar #here you are!

[kochei0]

I turn to Ares.

Thanks to Tyler Miles Lockett who allowed me to draw inspiration from his ARES piece for page 2! Look at his etsy page it's SICK

⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon

#greek mythology #ares #athena #greek gods #dont get me wrong it aint athena slander but it sure is ares praise #on some level at least #man justly accused of bad things deserves some mid praise more at 11 #thank you romi for helping me with words though i duly noted you insisted on ares not being cautious rather than him not being careful #romi be like “i want him to care” and honestly good you should say it #also EPIC led to this and i just..... i want to draw some animatics man i just need infinite time now #my long lost love for greek myths just will never stop coming and they dont stop coming and they dont stop coming #i want some vulture design in here for ares but not sure about this one #kochei doodles

[justalittlebluetiefling]

#i don't believe that people for serious reasons sort their books any way but by author #and then obviously by release date/series within that #i am being told that i am being JUDGY #also if you sort your books any other way HOW DO YOU FIND THEM #i really need to know #polls #can't believe i forgot to include genre in here