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njordr · 1 month
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they’re so sweet gAHHH (〃∀〃)
request a doodle :] ☆ leave a tip!
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lilyslemonadestand · 4 months
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send me astarion fic reqs pls... go crazy i don't care.
fluff, angst, smut, dark urge, unascended, ascended, i don't care. just i want to write. my little astarion filled brain has inspiration but no ideas.
and i'll write for gale too I GUESS 😒
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wolfywrites88 · 7 months
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Shadowheart X Tav
(Inspired by 9 am to calabasas)
(No specified gender tav no specified race)
(Requests are open!)
Light eyes take in Tavs form from across the camp. A sense of jealousy runs through shadow hearts body. Its not as if she minds who Tav takes on adventures. Its not as if she considers herself to be the best company for Tav.
It might be those things but she would never admit it. Instead of accepting the fact that you have other companions. she takes it upon herself to sulk and glare until Tavs eyes lock with her light ones.
Its at this point she can read Tavs lips. She hangs onto every word caring a bit too much about what they are saying to Gale. She knows deep down it could be something as simple as spells. But Tav could come to her shes sure in some points shes better than Gale even in his specialty.
"But I think Im liking her more." The slight tilt of Tavs head in her direction sends a fiery blush to her cheeks. "She does the things I never ask for." Shadowhearts face is bright red at this point and her heart is pounding. Is Tav messing around with her. It has to be a joke Tav is very perceptive they must have noticed the way that she fawns over them.
But maybe not. Maybe she can allow herself to bask in this one. The fact that Tav prefers her over someone else brings her a sense of pride. She has never felt this sense of joy not even when listening to her goddess. Theres something about Tav the way they share glances with her. The way that Tav is the only person in this odd group that she can rely on. Maybe the only person in her whole life that she can truly rely on.
Shadowhearts hasty retreat into her tent does little to hide her embarrassment or the eyes that lock onto her.
Maybe if Shar's favorite princess would speak up with her words instead of her glares she would realize that her Tav is right within her reach.
(If shes ooc im so sorry I haven't romanced her but I thought this would be such a silly cute idea)
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wickedfair · 2 months
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As requested by @princeasimdiya12 here is Tony Tony Chopper! 💗🦌🩺 I really liked working on this one, thank you for requesting me! 💕
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cherrycrushes · 24 days
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the phone is ringing…
welcome!
about me
call me cherry! fem. filipino. bisexual. entp-t. gemini.
interests
i may not agree with any problematic creators or their morals! bridgerton. chuckle sandwich. hazbin hotel. hevulla boss. the great.
boundaries
read if requesting! i will not write romantic interests that are minors. no scat, feet, wide age gaps, incest, non-con, etc. requests asking for those will not be done. however, i CAN write 18+ when asked.
be aware!
i will try to fulfill a request to the best of my ability! i am sorry if it isn’t what you expect. i will do male readers, but it may not be perfect. :(
anon list
🍴🍰,
masterlist
vox x actress!reader imagine
b. bridgerton x muse!reader x imagine
freeze the picture: lucifer x reader oneshot
cake eating! charlie slimesicle x reader imagine
messy: jschlatt x reader oneshot (18+)
a little help: vox x actress!reader chapter 1
too sweet: jschlatt x reader oneshot
too sweet pt2: jschlatt x reader oneshot
spy!: vox x smart!reader oneshot
too sweet pt3: jschlatt x reader oneshot (18+)
a dream with an artist: b.bridgerton x reader oneshot
striker x celebrity!reader imagine
bodyguard: striker x reader headcanons
(separate) alastor, lucifer, vox, angel, striker x camgirl!reader hcs
works in progress
clumsy: alastor x reader oneshot
siren: alastor x reader oneshot
a little help: vox x actress! reader chapter 2
have to hang up now! seeya!
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made this instead of doing something else.
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i do want to say I am getting a desperate, but by GOD I am desperate for some reboot dmc requests.
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michelle-manips · 1 year
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Bonnie Bennett/Mick St. John Gif Set
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stimboard-funhouse · 3 months
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Plasma Bomber x Magnet Bomber stimboard with blue and green colors please
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sorry if the formatting is weird! ^^
credits under cut!
| 💙 ⚗️ 💚 |
| 🧲 x 💣 |
| 💙 ⚗️ 💚 |
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solari-writes-things · 4 months
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Hi! Will you write for Fenrir from r6s? Not a whole lot of people like him so I get it if you don't wanna. But if so: could I ask for some general dating sfw/nsfw headcanons? Unless you would prefer we just ask from the prompt lists? I can do that too!
✧ Solari Says: Hey, doll! I'm sorry this took so much time. It's holidays, and I was going through a blog change so it took a lot of time to figure out what I wanted before I put more effort into making thumbnails and suchlike. I hope you enjoy what I've put together for you, though, after all this time!
🛑 WARNINGS: NONE. 🛑
masterlist. // rainbow six. // request here.
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Emil is a man of both curious, but jaded nature as it stands.
Dating him is a slow start, but something that is highly rewarding once he fully trusts to involve himself.
He buried himself in his work at first, sort of playing aloof when anyone makes any sort of advancements towards him. Being played by Deimos has made it near impossible for him to fully accept someone is being entirely truthful with their intentions.
However, it does remain logged in the back of his mind. He doesn't forget these things, he has a mind like a steel trap.
Once they've proven themselves to be fully trustworthy, Emil's true colors will begin to show. He will slowly become heartwarming and attentive, studying every close detail he can.
Those attempts of trying to ask him out? He'll constantly call back to those. He remembers them all, and has adored the ones he's eyeing for a long time-- but it's just the nature of his past that has kept him at bay from acting on it.
He often buried himself in his work when he thought about it, really, as sort of a way to cope with the idea he might begin to trust again.
Once dating, he likes to keep company and ramble.
He appreciates sitting down and being able to talk about the things on his mind. His latest discoveries, his interests, his current pet projects. Even if the person doesn't understand a lick of what he says, he just likes feeling like he's being heard and genuinely appreciated for him and not just his intelligence.
However, that is not a one-sided street. He will do the same for the one he's seeing, not wanting for them to feel left out in the sort of catharsis it makes him feel. He can only hope they feel the same.
Date nights are usually nights in. He's not an outdoor body, he never had been before. He was usually too far into his work to really want to be outdoors-- and even more so since his trust has been broken so far before.
The once in a blue moon he does have the urge to go out, his date is close to his hip. He never really wraps his arms around them, really, but it's small gestures. A hand on the small of their back, hand holding, the works.
He's not big on P. D. A, though. Usually it's just those small gestures he'll do, nothing more.
In private, he will do kisses on their head and leaning on shoulders. Hugs and cuddles are prominent, for certain.
Usually it's at a small, but rather nice restaurant. Maybe a movie, if it's something his date is interested in. He might not be a cinema person, but he enjoys learning about the things his date likes. It spins the cog in his brain, learning more information, no matter what the subject.
He doesn't mind when his date keeps him company while at work. It's even more of a compliment when they seem interested in what he's doing-- going hand in hand with the rambling. Albeit, being cautious the first couple times they've requested to do so.
Emil manages to squeeze in little surprises for his date. Small gifts of things that his date likes in passing-- as long as they're conventional and he knows his date will use them.
Jewelry and such is still on the table, as long as it's something he knows will be worn around and such. He isn't a fan of gifting someone things that just get forgotten.
Being as committed as he is, once he begins to date someone, it takes a lot for him to want to stop. His patience is sky high with the right people and it takes a lot to get him angry.
Many could see it as being a pushover, but he isn't. He just knows and understands that people are not cookie-cutter, by a long shot.
Regardless, he adores the person he is deciding to see. He wouldn't change a thing, not by a long shot-- and hopes that they intend to stay with him for a long time like he wants.
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◈ rainbow six tag list - @sazafraz :|: @angelaiswriting :|: @kind-wolf
if those you wish to be included in the tag list, feel free to leave a comment or DM. If you wish to be removed, please feel free to do the same.
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changed-accounts93 · 1 year
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I made Clay n’ Bloberta icons
I take requests!! Just ask!! ❤️
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mellohd · 2 years
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Denji from Chainsaw Man in the MP100 art style! This took me forever 😭 I used Teru for most of the body and as a reference for the head and nose. Tome for the right hand. Reigen for the knot of the tie. And Ritsu for the shoes (kinda) I also based the hair kind of off Reigen’s, but messier. I drew the arms, most of the sleeves, the legs (kinda) left hand, the entire head and facial expression ( except for the nose) and the shoes (kinda) by myself 😆
Anyways, I think this ended up looking pretty cool! I can do some character requests too if you guys want ❤️ (doesn’t have to be chainsaw man)
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flickynightdarkness · 2 months
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UPDATED!!!
Asks and requests are officially open on here!!!
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You can ask me, the characters or my own OCs about any fandoms, AUs, crossovers or anything else you want to add here!
Or you can send in requests for me to do!
Rules before asking/requesting
No NSFW (though suggestive ones are fine)
Don't ask anything offensive
NO requests that involve sexualizing my OCs
Be respectful or I will block you entirely
Any requests that will have gore will only be lighter. Heavy gore isn't allowed
Sending gifts, pictures or memes is fine
Ask first before using my art. Oh and don't forget to credit
Be patient, I take my time to do your questions/requests. But I won't do all of them
Don't ask me any personal questions
Also ask on my other blogs
@comfort-clubhouse
@f-o-and-selfship-club
@courage-doodles-blog
Multifandom
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wolfywrites88 · 6 months
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Sebastian Michaelis x reader
(This might not even be a x reader more of a exposition. however if people like this then it will be continued!)
(Fem reader? Reader is talked about as a maid)
(sorry if this is ooc)
You had been scouted by the Phantomhive butler due to your impeccable nursing and aid skills. Seeing as the servants are constantly getting themselves hurt Sebastian thought it might be worth while to grab someone who could tend to them as to not have to deal with it himself.
You had been interested in doctoring and medicine since you were little and overtime your skills became quite good. Due to your lack of education you could not secure a real job as a doctor. However the Phantomhive butler saw something in you that was worth while and took you in.
Unlike the other servants you did not destroy things or make a mess for Sebastian to have to clean up later. You tend to stick to your own small tasks waiting on someone getting injured. However you noticed overtime as you got more comfortable with everyone there was one person that never asked for your aid.
You were never graced with the presence of the head servant Sebastian. The only time you truly saw him was after some of the other servants caused a big mess and got injured. One of these times you were determined to figure out how he does it. Did he just never get injured, or was he just hiding anything that happened to him. As the Phantomhive doctor you needed to know.
You had to bandage Mey-Rin for what felt like the tenth time today this time however this time her clumsiness caused her to shatter a expensive vase in the process. You were crouched beside her bandaging her arm to stop any bleeding and prevent any scratch she got from the shattered vase from getting worse. "I did not expect to receive help from a fellow maid usually its Sebastian helping us out." You pause a chuckle escaping your lips "You mean cleaning up after you." It comes out harsher than you mean but you feel Sebastian's pain after having to bandage them up so much. A chuckle falls from someone lips and your body tenses you turn around. Your eyes dart around the form only realizing that the tall figure is Sebastian once Mey-Rin begins to quickly apologize making you turn back towards her just in time for her to rip her arm out of your grasp and run off.
You sigh softly and chuckle turning back to Sebastian. "You have a odd effect on the others. I wonder why that is. actually I wonder many things about you." Your words leave your tongue before your mind can fully process how accusatory the words sound. Before you can take your words back he cuts you off. "You will get used to it in time." He says that in a almost sarcastic manor a soft smirk gracing his face as he walks off leaving you stunned.
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alreadysoltye · 7 months
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yall i wanna animate more ineffable puppets, i have the day off tomorrow what do i animate?
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jimmybuffett69 · 3 months
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☆||𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧
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Hiii I'm Riley and I like cheese doodles and crying to Radiohead! I have absolutely no life so I'm opening up writing requests! Here's a list of what I write for and things I won't!! Please consider requesting something or I'll cry
||Fandoms I'm in
•PJO
•Harry Potter
•OHSHC
•BSD (I need to get caught up)
•Genshin Impact
•NGE
•Tears of Themis
•Obey me
•The Hunger Games
•Stardew Valley
•ENA
•HxH
•CSM
•Bandori
•PJSK
•A3
•And a bunch more, I forget! I also have original stories but I'm a clout chaser so I'll stick with fanfic for now!
||Things I will write
•Anything X Reader!
•Platonic relationships
•Any specified pronouns
•Romance
•And any other kind of setting!
•Angst and death
Won't Write
•Smut
•Character x Character (for now)
•Anything that endorses gross things
•Anything hateful
Things to note
What I write may take time, and I have to right to decline any requests! Also, you should follow, like, and reblog so I feel validation!! That's it, byeee!!!
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philipjohnclapp · 9 months
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Rebel Against The Man
A/N: I don’t know, this is angsty, it’s Bam circa Jackass Forever. He’s like 43 here, y’all are gonna hate me, but I’m accurate so I don’t care. Enjoy or don’t- feel free to drop requests.
Bam gets sad when he gets wasted. He gets sad and then he calls Knoxville or one of his ex girlfriends and he cries. He thinks that this didn’t always happen, but it does now. He used to just get wasted and have sex or get wasted and then get wasted even more. But now he just got wasted and cried, and then considered the options of killings himself. But he never did, he just thinks about it until he’s too fucked up to think, or until Knoxville comes over and consoles him. If he’s lucky Knoxville will wrap his arms around him and just hold him. He liked nights like those; but too bad they were no longer. He thinks maybe if he got a little less wasted or stayed the partier- or maybe just maybe he was a bit more like Steve-O that maybe Knoxville still would like him. Maybe things wouldn’t be so fucked. Maybe he just needed another drink; to fight back calling Knoxville again. Even though he had a restraining order; and he’s well more than certain that he even got a new number.
Another reason Knoxville can’t come over anymore is because he has kids- or well, he says he did. But that never stopped him the first time; and that wife certainly doesn’t. He wonders if that means that Knoxville doesn’t like him anymore for good. He wished he could ask Dunn, but he couldn’t. He wished he could just blame Jeff, or dumb Steve-O. They both probably still get the arms of Knoxville, and those tight embraces. Fuck Steve-O, fuck them all. And fuck Jackass. He wished he could forget all about him, and tonight he thinks that he might try.
He had buckets full of reasons why he shouldn’t be the way he is, he had kids too; well, a kid. And he had a wife too, not anymore, and he should be mad about that, and lord knows he was. He was angry, upset, heartbroken. And he wasn’t sure who to blame, himself? Johnny Knoxville? Dunn? Maybe when Steve-O ended up in rehab all those years ago he should’ve too.
He didn’t get anything like that though, no nice intervention or offers in his apartment. No sit down or hugs and kisses. Nothing. Conservative ships, knives in the back, exploited. Fuck. He was shitted on so much, and now staring at the old contacts of dealers that he knew because why the fuck not now? His life was shit. He was angry, he hated his damn mom, he hated his stupid brother. He hated everyone. And he hated how Knoxville could parade around acting like everything was okay, like just a decade or so ago they weren’t sleeping with each other every other week. Sneaking off, naughty kisses, bad touches, shared drinks. Fuck. And he was not gay.
If only his stupid wife… or his girlfriend, whoever the fuck Knoxville was shoving his dick in now knew. Knoxville was as fruity as anyone else, Knoxville liked dicks and balls. And everything that came with the territory of guys.
It didn’t matter anyways. None of that did, and no one would believe him anyways. Hell, he would’ve believed himself either if it wasn’t for those dirty polaroids, or the reminisces of Knoxville he had scattered around everywhere. If only they smelt less like Bam and more like Knoxville, maybe he was just asking for too much.
He often wonders if he actually fought Knoxville, that would make him feel better. A little less shitty, like he could take all the power back. Maybe back then he was just a stupid kid, he was. Just barely 20, maybe less. He didn’t know. He was just a kid, and Knoxville was another way to rebel. Rebel against the man or whatever. He felt new, he was new. It was exciting; and different than any drug he’s ever pumped through his veins.
He wonders if he shot up now that he could feel that same excitement, that same joy that he felt when he was with Knoxville. Like he was doing something he shouldn’t be doing. And he was in some ways; he still was now.
Except now everybody didn’t care as much as they did. They cared when Dunn died, but not for him. Dunn was his best friend not there. He was with Dunn as a dumb stupid kid; he was with Dunn everywhere. They fucking lived together. He was his everything.
Maybe none of it was ever about Bam, though. Maybe it never was. The more he thought about it with tears streaming from his reddened eyes the more probable it seemed. Wicked truth. And fuck did it sting, he thinks it stung more than anything ever has. He wished he could puke his guts out or curl over and die.
That’s what everyone probably expects him to do anyways. They wouldn’t care, with all of the “Bam died when Dunn died” thing. All he wanted to do was pull his hair out and scream that he was right here, he was Bam. He was the same dumb kid he was twenty years ago; the same Knoxville loving idiot. In love with someone he couldn’t have, just another fuck. He was forgotten about too easily.
It hurts more than anything else has ever hurt before. He thinks that nobody will ever hurt as much as he hurts now. His mother, his stupid brother, and hypocritical Steve-O couldn’t fucking hope to understand an ounce of it. Steve-O was a pussy, a fucking liar, a stupid thief who took what w wasn’t his. That is if Knoxville was even his to begin with, maybe not. He was just some sorry fool, wasn’t he? But nobody will ever know Knoxville like he did. He knew the cruelest side of him, he knew all the backlash. He felt it all as if it was needles stabbed into his skin. It truly felt like he was dying, but hey; maybe he was.
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