#my art🪿

[s4dr4cc00n]

Little mind,,,

#staring at the sun #cccc arttt #cccc fanart #cccc mind #cccc #chonny jash #chonny jash mind #chonny jash fanart #chonnys charming chaos compendium #original art #my art #digital art #artists on tumblr #art #artwork #the sillies #silly #so silly #🪿

[rosekatara]

Also here, have some sun!🌞

#reblog #moots #not art #rose 🌹 #sunny day #new friend🪿 #wanna see my new friend?🪿 #lol random post #random polls

[the-studious-raccoon]

“Prussia taught him how to do this and now hes doing this to every who messes up on which Beethoven symphony is which….its been three days….”- Hungary probably

#hetalia #aph austria #hws austria #mods take away my art privileges #what is this #plEASe- #w h a t. #🦝 #🪿 #this is so stupid its funny… #does anyone else rememeber this???

[strigital]

i convinced a friendo to go watch John Wick 4 in theaters (haven't gone to a cinema in like 10 years so i am excited af!) so here's a quick sketch of The World tarot card / cover art for my SilverV fic that I've been wanting to start writing for quite some time now (prelude chapter already on AO3 👀) inspired by the movie's poster i saw in the city

EDIT: fresh outta cinema and boyyyyys that movie was

✨GOOD✨

#for someone who has such a pretty face it's weirdly difficult to draw Keeanu #this is like my 5th attempt #am tired #but also #moe is here too!! #also my friendo is a complete john wick virgin #i managed to convince her to watch all 3 movies before we go watch the 4th #poor sod has a very soft spot for animals especially doggos #daisy scene is gonna murder her #heheh >:) #so anyways #fixed cp77 again and I'm back in nc being a silly goose 🪿 #can't wait for the dlc!! #my art #sketch #wip #traditional doodle #pencil doodle #johnny silverhand #cyberpunk 2077 #cp77 #cdpr #cd projekt red #Pitbull #cyberdog #oc #moe #i will die happy if i never have to draw malorian arms ever again ☠️ #keanu reeves

[mustardflavoredbear]

guys i have austim

so i can draw whatever I want :3

so have my cute little polycule with their pride flags :3333333

I love them so much 🪿🪿🪿🪿💑

#double trouble #spop double trouble #she ra double trouble #shera #she ra #she ra and the princesses of power #spop #my post #she ra spop #i think im too gay for a lizard #double trouble spop #double trouble she ra #wrong hordak #spop wrong hordak #shera wrong hordak #goose 🪿 #moth troubles ship #digital art #Spotify

[dreamys-mess]

it's autism acceptance day(and month) so here's some autism

Cray -> weezy-pup

Sparkle -> me

oh hello me

#my art #ibispaintx #fanchild #paperfresh #cray sans #cray spray #spray cray #sparkle #sona #🪿

[sweet-as-an-angel]

Househubby Simon would be better than any thief deterrent out there. But god forbid the poor burglar unfortunate enough to break into Simon’s mini mansion. Instantly went from househusband to Lieutenant mode lol.

Like excuse me?!?? Breaking into MY house??? That my wife worked so hard for??? And trying to steal HER stuff?? *clicks gun. Going dark.*

Also HC Simon spends parts of his allowance money on nice gun/knife collection. He has it stored in an organized basement. That burglar would be stupid to break into your house like that, hes going to be sent to the ICU for sure because Si wouldn’t let it slide like that. The police are more concerned why he has such big gun collection than the poor thief.

🪿

Warnings: Mentions of Break-Ins, Thievery, Simon being an absolute Weapon, Implied Injury, No Pronouns used for Reader Except 'You'.

🪿 Anon, you're so right for that; Simon is the BEST line of defence (not on the market) you can get for your home protection needs. He's a retired SAS soldier, of course he's absolutely goated in the art of protection and preservation.

God forbid the thief tries to steal something you bought for Simon; that's a one-way ticket to A&E - first class at that. Everything you've ever given him is worth more to Simon than its physical value (which, given your profession, is guaranteed to be hefty). Your gifts offer sentimental value; a luxury Simon never had before meeting you.

Sometimes, Simon hopes some poor soul will wander into his path so he has the chance to try out his new collection of weaponry he bought the other day 👀

Reblog for more content like this! It helps creators like myself tremendously and it is greatly appreciated :-)

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#sweet as an angel #simon ghost riley #simon riley #simon ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost #ghost cod #mw2 ghost #ghost x reader #mw2 ghost x reader #cod ghost x reader #house husband simon #house husband ghost

[mishydraws]

A cozy quilt day 🧵🪡🪿

Like my art? Support it on Patreon! | Ko-fi | Commissions | RedBubble

#sheith #shiro #takashi shirogane #keith kogane #kosmo #voltron #chibi #illustration #my art

[sincerealev]

Some art I made for my gf's bday, in the last couple of weeks :)

I haven't posted in a bit, so I figured I'd post these <3

Happy bday @devildarling08 even if you've already seen these and it was last week🪿💙

#my style has drastically changed once again as you can see #im proud of these though #deh #dear evan hansen #dear evan hansen fanart #treebros #treebros deh #treebros dear evan hansen #evan x connor #convan #💙🖤 #🌳 #laufey #laufey fanart #my art #digital art #fanart #artists on tumblr

[rosekatara]

Silly stuff below, read at your own risk! ^w^ XD

I've got a little mission now... I'm totally gonna befriend the goose and his mate! They were so sweet!🪿🥰😂

Both him and his mate needs names though, anyone have any ideas?😅🪿🪿☺️

#rose 🌹 #not art #sillyposting #silly stuff #my new friend #my new friend(s) #befriending a goose🪿 #lol random post #naming the geese

[the-studious-raccoon]

They say to use your art skills wisely…

I should have taken that advice….

(Someone gave me sketchbook for valentines day and now it is my offical hetalia sketchbook for all hetalia related ideas and i was relaxing and i was thinking about arcade games and thought of this monstrosity. Anyways. Pactalia. You’re welcome.)

(All I had was gel pens and sharpies I’m so sorry-

Man I’m sorry for this cursed ass AU in general 😭😭 I apologize to anyone who sees this😭)

#hetalia #pac man #pactalia #why did i make this #mods take away my art privileges #i’ll see myself out #this cursed ass AU #I don’t know what possessed me to make this but hey. Pactalia. #hws germany #hws poland #hws france #hws norway #Hws nowy (I’m sorry I had too)- #hws denmark #Hws Demak (this has gone too far…) #I promise i am working on a better au as this is posted I SWEAR- 😭 #🦝 #🪿

[echotoyou]

pizza and packing

pairing: yoongi x reader (no pronouns/gendered language are used for the reader)

summary: you’re moving to a new city and packing up everything you own. It’s a little overwhelming to do by yourself, so thank goodness yoongi knocks on your door to remind you that you’re not alone (plus he brought a smoothie!).

wordcount: 2.4k

what’s inside: fluff, angsty reader quickly followed by comfort, yoongi’s hugs could solve the climate crisis, crying, some overthinking with a dash of spiraling

posted: august 2023 (also on ao3!)

beta read by @theharrowing!!! thank you for SO much i love you an incredible amount 🪿

note: wow this started off as me needing to process some things and then turned into an entire story lol. enjoy!! ALSO this is my first time writing fanfic so please please let me know what you think!!!!!

Moving sucks.

You knew this, theoretically. People always complain that moving is too expensive, too much work, simply too hard. 

But no one warned you about the loneliness. How your home begins to echo as you pull mugs from cabinets and sweaters from drawers, stuffing it all unceremoniously into boxes. The uncomfortable chill that seeps into the newly empty spaces no longer taken up by your rug or TV. Not to forget the bare spots left by taking down the fairy lights circling the ceiling, your wall of photos and art prints, and the whiteboard calendar that still counts down the days to last month’s big celebration. 

Just this morning you cried over a crumpled note found in the back corner of your desk. Rereading your best friend’s well wishes about your new home!, a new start!, a fun adventure! made you realize you couldn’t remember the last time you had deliberately picked up the phone to dial their number.

The doorbell startles you from your thoughts as a rogue tear slips down your cheek. You swipe at it and a quick glance at your phone tells you your fourth take out order of the week isn’t supposed to be here yet. You relax back onto your couch and settle beneath your multicolored crocheted blanket, willing the cheese on your future pizza to melt just a little faster. 

Your stomach grumbles in protest at the thought and you join it, groaning when the doorbell rings a second time. Today’s packing-up-your-apartment uniform consisted of a set of well-loved pjs, with a few holes you are definitely ignoring, and tossing your unshowered hair into a top knot. In other words, you were not in the mood to chat up a solicitor. 

“I’ve already found God! Thank you!” you yell at the door from your fortress of comfort.

A familiar low chuckle paired with a rhythmic knock greets you this time, and recognition makes you roll your eyes and grin. You untangle yourself from your cozy nest of blankets before sprinting over to the door. Flinging it open, you see a familiar sight: Min Yoongi, phone in one hand, thermos in the other, and gummy smirk plastered across his features.

“I thought you were the delivery guy,” you mumble. “Why didn’t you just knock first?”

Yoongi shrugs and holds out the thermos for you to take, “This one is banana peanut butter with kale and…” he stops for a moment, shakes his head and continues, “something else, too, I don’t know. I promise it tastes good though.”

With suspicion only just hiding the smile in your eyes, you open the thermos and take a long gulp, sighing after you swallow. Oof. Had you actually eaten anything today? Yoongi, still in the doorway, laughs out loud, his expression circling between amusement and chagrin as he catches your eye.

“Cherries. It’s got cherries in it. And now your lips are very red.” He chuckles again with a sparkle in his eye and gaze lingering on your mouth for maybe a moment too long.

“Mhm” you wink at him and take an extra swig from the thermos for good measure, turning around to walk into your apartment. You freeze, suddenly seeing the disembodiment of your living room through his eyes and feel him run into your back with a soft ‘oof.’ 

“Um okay so um this doesn’t normally look like this, I–”

“Y/N, you’re moving”

“Yes, I know, but um there’s nowhere to sit and I can’t make you tea or anything, because the pot is packed, and I don’t have any food or snacks to offer, and–” 

Your word vomit dies down as you feel a gentle tap on your shoulder, the slight pressure turning you around to face him. You’re sure he can see the panic in your eyes as he hums a short positive note.

“Do you want me to leave? I wanted to make sure you ate something with greens today and I think I’ve got that checked off the box,” he gestures toward your hands where you’re still clutching his thermos with a death grip. 

With your brain still catapulting headfirst into all of the ways you are currently failing at your people-are-over-must-be-a-perfect-host duties, you purse your lips and sigh, “Yeah, maybe.”

You see something unfamiliar pass across his features, but it morphs so quickly into a sweet smile you can’t decipher it fast enough. 

“Alrighty then.” He nods, “best of luck with the rest of your packing. Let me know if you need anything else, and I’ll see you later.” He turns and walks out the door, down your front steps and disappears around the corner. 

You push the door shut and rest your forehead on the cool wood for a moment, the slight chill relieving you of your hosting concerns when the next set of concerns sidle in. 

Wait, did he want to stay? Better question, did you want company? Being alone for the past three days had been making you feel stir-crazy, but there was still so much to do, and it was exhausting directing other people. But he’s not your normal ‘other people.’ Did he drive away yet? Maybe you can still catch him. Ah shit, did you even thank him for the smoothie? 

Your thoughts tumble and jumble with the force of a second spin cycle – UGH you also still have laundry to do. Pulling yourself from the door, you give up on trying to catch him and head back to the safety of your couch. You sip from his thermos and pull out your phone to text a quick thank you. 

A few minutes later, your phone pings with the notification that your pizza has been delivered. You open the app to double check the photo the driver sent as your doorbell rings. 

You break out into laughter as you pull open the door for a second time and show the grinning man on the other side the photo on your phone: Min fucking Yoongi outside your door holding two pizza boxes with a shit eating grin on his face and giving the camera a thumbs up. 

“Someone order pizza?” 

—

An hour later, you’re not sure who convinced who to stay, but you’ve both been fed and watered with cheesy nonsense and warm conversation. 

Remarkably, he wasn’t bothered by the stacks of boxes and piles of items yet to be packed. The other half of your brain reminds you that he’s seen your apartment – and you – through all levels of disarray, some messes 100% yours, like when laundry day lasts a week and takes over your bedroom, the living room, and somehow the bathroom. Other messes were more of a group effort, when you would join forces to make the biggest mess in your kitchen possible while learning a new cooking technique from your subscription meal kit boxes.

Paper plates thrown into a garbage bag and half a pizza wrapped up for tomorrow’s breakfast later, you plop yourself on your carpet, back leaning against your couch, and sigh. You had been trying your darndest to separate the mountain of boxes in front of you into “give away” and “keep” before Yoongi had knocked on your door the first time, and they had now snuck from the ignorable periphery back into your sight. 

All at once, the previously easy chatter catches in your throat and you feel yourself trail off, whatever you had just been laughing about suddenly dying on your lips. 

“Hey,” a soft voice pierces through the bubble of your thoughts.

“Where did you go, just now?”

You turn to see Yoongi sitting cross legged next to you. He cocks his head at you, his voiced question clear in his soft eyes and slight frown. You avoid his eyes by looking down at your hands in your lap, and realize you are clutching your nearly empty water glass as if it was a life preserver. Raising the cup to your lips, you shrug and gesture loosely at the boxes, the white walls, the furniture marked for people who had messaged you on Facebook Marketplace. 

This room would no longer be yours in less than a week, the items in it in even less time. It was more full than it had ever been and yet you felt the emptiness of each drawer and closet echoing with something akin to grief. 

“Can I touch you?”

You nod, and immediately feel a warm hand touching yours, gently prying the cup from your clutches and setting it aside. He stands and ignores your protests as he tugs you to your feet. He wraps your arms around his waist and encircles your shoulders with his, pulling you into his chest and squeezing gently. You turn your head to the side so your cheek presses against the soft fabric of his shirt. The pressure of his chin sitting on top of your head feels overwhelming and wholly correct at the same time. Tears prick your eyes for the umpteenth time, and the comforting weight of Yoongi’s hug can’t keep them at bay.

“I just…” the words fade as you sniffle. “I just don’t know how to do this and I feel like I’m doing it all kinds of wrong.”

He hums, and his arms squeeze you a little tighter. Melting into the hug, you allow yourself to bury yourself face first in his soft tee and inhale deeply. His gentle scent of freshly laundered clothing with a hint of citrus is all it takes for your breath to turn into shorter, shuddering sobs, wracking your body.

You feel him gently rub the small of your back. Wave after wave of emotion floods your system, ping ponging between frustration and sadness and anger and fear. Each time you let yourself recognize and validate one thought, another sneaks in, bringing a new wave of tears.

One thought in particular stands as a concrete tower above the rest: you had been its architect for the past few months, placing stone after stone higher than the last until it was magnificent in its largess and painful in its stability. Ignoring it had become normal practice until now, when you looked up and realized you had built the tower around yourself.

You were choosing to leave. You chose to move thousands of miles from your family, and now you were choosing again to move hundreds of miles away from the family you had found here. There was no one to blame, no mystical forces of nature to shift the attention to. It was all just you.

A small noise breaks the paralyzing stillness of your thoughts, and you release a breath you didn’t know you were holding. The sound blankets your spiral in a layer of sweet, comforting darkness. You grab at the tuneless melody like a rope and as the rumbling within his chest begins to center you back in your living room, safe in his arms again, you realize he was humming. You squeeze his waist a little tighter and as you release, his humming trickles off.

“If it’s any consolation, no one knows what they’re doing.” He whispers into your hair. “Especially when packing up a home they’ve lived in for a while. This place is stocked with things, yes, but also memories. You’ve grown and changed a whole lot since you moved in.”

“So then why am I leaving?” your voice cracks on the last word as you hiccup it into the void.

He shrugs, “We both know I can’t answer that for you. I do hope that whatever answer you decided on when you started this process is still true, and if it’s not, then this is just one choice. And you can make a new one in the future.”

You ‘hrumph’ back at him and take another deep breath.

Your breathing soon begins to match his small, rhythmic motions, inhaling and exhaling as your brain clears. You pull back from where you had smushed your face on his shirt, grimacing at the snot left on his shirt, and wiggling to escape his embrace in search of a tissue. He seems to have a different idea as his grip strengthens and you look up to see his concerned eyes searching for yours. Suddenly, a cat-like grin breaks out across his features and out of nowhere, the man laughs.

“How could someone look so beautiful after sobbing like the Titanic was sinking?”

You groan, for likely the fiftieth time today, and swat at his chest. With another smirk, he releases you from the hug. You shiver from the immediate loss of body heat and quickly look around the room for something resembling a tissue that had not been packed yet. You hear him clear his throat, and you look back to be met with a tissue dangling right in front of your face. 

“Thank you” your voice sounds small and gravely and you blot your eyes and nose before making eye contact with the spots on his shirt again. “Oh gosh, I’m so sorry… your shirt…” your voice fades as you unconsciously reach out toward the stains, your only focus to assess the damage. He gently catches your wrist before your hand hits his chest, and places a butterfly light kiss on your knuckles.

“Don’t worry about it. This is my designated moving t-shirt, eligible for dust, stains, and tears – bonus points if you get all three in one go,” he winks, fluidly moving his hand from your wrist to your fingers, and spins you around in circles until you can’t help but give him a watery grin. Pulling you in for another hug, he gently squeezes you once more before letting go and heading toward the kitchen. You hear the squeak of the faucet before he reappears proudly brandishing your glasses now full of water. 

You accept the glass he holds out and let your eyes scan the pile of things in front of you. The boxes in the corner pull your attention again and you start to feel the overwhelm teeter you back over the edge. Taking a deep breath, you sip at the water and move to sit on the couch, seeking the comfort of your blanket once again.

“Let’s do something easy tonight, okay? No thoughts, just blankets.” 

You nod, and he plugs in the TV that you had moved into a corner for ‘safe keeping’ while you sold the table it stood on. He settles next to you on the couch and you spy a slight knowing smile on his face as he navigates to your favorite show, the one you started over to watch with him, and the one that makes you happy cry every time.

He slides his hand into yours and it doesn’t leave for the entirety of the first, second, or third episode you watch. Neither does he when you fall asleep on his shoulder.

#bts #myg #bts fanfic #bts fanfction #min yoongi #min yoongi x reader #min yoongi x you #min yoongi x y/n #fluff #one shot #bts one shot #bts fluff #yoongi fluff #diverseinsertknet

[mustardflavoredbear]

Guys I swear I don't draw Double Trouble with a fat as-

I'm not explaining myself I'm such a simp for them

Uh this isn't base of this song hhhhhhhh I haven't been listening to this nooooooooooo and not the ranchie cover

Alt version under the cut and other arts

I FINALLY FIGURED OUT HOW TO UPLPAD MY SPEEDPAINTS YIPPEEEE

God ive be a simp for goose hmmm I love himbo so much and I swear this is so sfw no suggestive 5hings happening here!!! There is no proof none at all 😳👁👁

#double trouble #spop double trouble #she ra double trouble #shera #she ra #she ra and the princesses of power #spop #my post #she ra spop #moth troubles ship #goose 🪿 #digital art #Spotify

[woahitsairi]

Hii!! this is my presentation post!🩷

• i’m Airi, Ria for friends🎀

•i’m 18 y.o (7th september 2005)🍰

•i live in Rome,Italy🏛️

•i love mangas,anime,sanrio,animals,hp,marvel,horror movies,occult,books,cooking,drawing,music,the sunset,flowers,perfumes,art,my friends,my daddy and a lot more!!🤍

•i’m asexual,panromantic and non-binary🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

•i’m taken since 30th march 2023 with daddy🩷

•i’m satanist,not evil!!🪿

•i’ve a cat(Misa) and 3 parrots (Nox & 2 Nuggets)🐈

• i speak🇫🇷🇩🇪🇮🇹🇷🇺🇪🇸🇬🇧

•i’m autistic & ADHD🫶🏻

•i’m not anti k1nk,but this account is SFW so i don’t talk abt that✨

•i’m not a zionist,i’m with Palestine🇵🇸🍉

•i’m also a pet regressor🐇

•my DMS are always open to talk and make friends🍼

•My musical tastes are really so wide, here’s my spotify profile! (I want to specify that i’m an adult,so it can happen that there’re playlists & that in my playlists there’re NSFW songs or with references & explicit language)🎧

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝

DNI (DO NOT INTERACT)⚠️

•if u’re transphobic, homophobic, sexist, zionist, racist, etc

•u don’t think all religions and cult are valid until they hurt someone

•u don’t support neopronouns,u support/u’re pedos and zoophily

•u don’t support and discriminate people with disabilities of any kind

•u don’t think neurodivergent people are valid

•u don’t support people with trauma and/or mental illnesses

•u don’t think agere,petre ecc are valid as a safe coping mechanism

•u think self diagnosis aren’t valid

•u’re anti kink and/or u do kink shaming: Many people use kinks as a coping mechanism to try to live with some traumas so no, it's not up to anyone to be able and having to judge these people badly, they’ve the right to do what’s best for them especially if they don't hurt someone

•u judge people without a valid criteria

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝

HOW TO INTERACT WITH ME🍼

•be nice

•respect my pronouns: they aren’t negotiable and I’ll NEVER change them for someone who wants to talk to me

•if u aren’t part of the agere and petre community u can easily ask me all the questions u want (without disrespect obv)

•I'm autistic so please be careful and maybe use the tonetags

•respect my triggers and don't try to use them against me on purpose to make me feel bad,i’ll block u and add u to blocklist

•My enbyf’s also my daddy so no, I'm not available in looking for a CG

•u can vent with me,just ask first please.Sometimes I’ve terrible days where I’ve a hard time interacting and listening to others when they vent, but I really love helping others so I'm here for anything ^^

•u can send me memes,cute pics and posts and everything abt ur interests

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝

MY TRIGGERS ⚠️

•Forms of manipulation such as gaslighting and guilt tripping

•Food: I suffer from being eating and arfild so anything that’s connected to food like calories etc.

•SH: I've had some bad sh seizures and the agere/petre’s helping me stay clean for as long as possible

PS: abt my DCA and the SH I’ll probably post screens of my progress of the time when I was sober

•Whatever concerns the sexual sphere: I'm an adult and I often get involved in sexual acts with my enbyf, but that absolutely doesn't mean that I don't get triggered by sexual things when I'm little!!

#sfw agere #age regression #agere blog #agere community #age regressor #agere little #sfw littlespace #sfw interaction only #sfw regression #sfw petre #sfw little post

[toshkakoshka]

SJBBFHWHF I DIDNT EXPECT THE HC I SENT TO BE DRAWN- I’m- Kfbsbbbdn-

IM SO GLAD I GAVE GOOD CHAIPUNK FOOD 🫡

ITS SO CUTE- The art for ChaiPunk you made is so amazing and I love flustered/sensitive Hobie- 😭

Also bc I just imagine Pavitr bringing Hobie to his house to meet his aunt & family..and just very bluntly going ‘This is Hobie, my boyfriend and tickle bug! He looks very scary but watch this!’ And Hobie just starts trying to curse him out and back away, but Pavi just holding him in a hug and nuzzles his neck more so he isn’t ‘scary dog privilege Bf’. Hobie would also 100% start snorting if he’s trying not to laugh and Pavi finds a bad spot-

-🪿 silly goose anon (bc that’s what I’m gonna go w lol)

OH MY GOD YES 😭😭😭 also yeah thanks for giving me extra energy to draw today 💪💪💪 i had to draw it out cuz it was so cute and also OHHH MY GOD i fucking love that so much... pav pulls him in to kiss his neck and hobie is trying to push him away but pav is STRONG so he can't exactly jump away from that and i love it. hobie's trying his best to keep himself cool and collected, but nooo pav really makes him a whole ass dork IN FRONT OF PAV'S WHOLE FAMILY TOO... which is 100% the mission pavitr was going for LMAOO

#ask #thank u silly goose anon youve made my day #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman #spiderverse 2 #chaipunk #hobie brown #pavitr prabhakar #spiderman india #spiderpunk

[goosewriting]

🪿 hello! i’m goose. they/them. 28

🪶 this is my main account where i write!

🪶 please also follow @goose-nest where i reblog art, written pieces and other things i like :D

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only reader inserts, no OCs or canon x canon

reader is always gender neutral

reader’s ethnicity is always unspecified (as in skin colour, cultural background, etc.)

reader with specific physical traits is okay, please specify! (e.g. height, build, hair length, etc.)

mutant/non-human readers are okay, please specify!

in general, the more specific, the better!

no smut, only platonic/romantic

no blood-related reader (where the reader is the requested character's biological sibling, parent, kid, etc). sibling-like relationship through friendship/found family is ok!

no witch/sorcerer reader or demonic themes. reader with powers (think superhero or my hero academia) is ok, please specify!

only 1-2 requests per person at a time

be nice :’)

masterlists

🐢 Rise of the TMNT

💫 Star Wars

🕷 Spiderverse (ITSV, ATSV)

🌊 Avatar (James Cameron's)

💭 Expanded Blorbo Universe (aka miscellaneous)

#pinned post #masterlist