#still accepting requests

[metalxmind]

((Hi! May I please request a graysexual Charles Xavier moodboard and a bisexual Magneto moodboard?))

Of course!

#I now see these are not the same size #I hope they’re okay! #charles xavier #erik lehnsherr #still accepting requests

[itsoktonotbeokayy]

I'm still accepting friend request on pokemon go! I have my trainer code pinned on my wall give me ❤️

#still accepting requests #pokemon community #pokemon go #pokemon go and friends #lets catch them all

[gotchibam]

My pokemon ko-fi doodles are open once again! ✨

Price has been updated to $15 since I really do spend a bit of time on each request even tho I call them "doodles" (it's a bit misleading I knooow but I don't feel like changing what they're called now >_<). I'll keep the slots open until I reach my ko-fi goal for the month!

Requests can be made here! → https://ko-fi.com/gotchibam/commissions

You can view the queue / backlog of requests here: → https://trello.com/b/ty1kyZec/gotchibam-pokemon-ko-fi-doodles

Thank you so much!!! 💕

#kofi #ko-fi #kofi doodles #pokemon #hello hello #opened slots again since i've already skipped the last 2 weeks for accepting requests #and my budget's running low so ;_; #I actually still have a couple left of reqs to do from last month + doodle rewards from the patreon art raffle #sooo turn around time may be longer! #also you can view my backlog now so you don't have to worry if I missed your request :)

[hawktims]

I spent most of my life waiting for God to love me. And then I realized the only thing that matters is that I love God. It's the same with you. I have loved you my whole life. I have never loved anyone but you. You were my great, consuming love. Not everyone gets that. I did.

Fellow Travelers (2023) + Mentions of 'love'

#fellow travelers #jonathan bailey #matt bomer #cinemapix #tvfilmsource #tim x hawk #hawk x tim #mine #m: gifs #thx @ anon for requesting! im still accepting gif requests for FT if anyone wants one :) just shoot me an ask (it may take me a while) #the way almost all of this is tim... my baby was so unafraid of loving despite the society he was living in :(

[hellishgayliath]

16 y/o Mikey with your design of his hair!

I was gonna wait to put this on a bigger canvas with all the requests

but I just couldn't I needed my Mikey haircanon out there thank you Heck :D

A Karai inspired hairdo with braids, no matter the style he has to have braids somehow incorporated in his hair cuz I love that vision, plus beads to represent his bros and April. Aaaaaaaand a coloured hair streak to match with Draxum cuz that's also his dad and he loves him and idk if I've seen anyone else take inspo from him when it came to Mike's hair but that's what I'm happy with :3

#rottmnt #rottmnt mikey #my art #mikey loves his fam and shows it on his person and style :D #still accepting more doodle requests c: #aight im going to sleep peace fam✌

[maireyart]

obkk. tension. table.

Art request #3. Ooooh I hope there's a lot of tension ;) Muahaha!

And then he does the finger flick, and Obito instantly regrets being disrespectful… 🤣

/AU: hOkAgE-sAmA doesn't want Obito to go anywhere far and for long; maybe only around the corner to look for that bratty cat 😁/

#kakashi's having fun #hokage's orders #obito #kakashi #uchiha obito #artrequest #hatake kakashi #obkk #kkob #joubito #hokage kakashi #kakaobi #obikaka #narutoart #the joubito we deserve #fanart #kakashi later gave obito what he asked for #I mean an S-rank #still accepting art requests

[eucchabe]

posting vash sketches to remind myself i have an art acc

#vash the stampede #vash #trigun #trigun maximum #and happy yeehawgust #okay i'm also posting these bcs i need to force myself to post more #i'm still sitting on all this trigun art i've done but am too shy to post #u get it. #either way #vash my beloved #OH i almost forgot but #okay i have this checklist of things i want to post #after that i'll accept requests!!!!! so if u've got requests for me to draw things. i will be accepting that. later

[canisalbus]

Do you still use twitter(X)? I can't say that reading chapter five didn't catch my attention, thats made me think about the Spilt milk... are you still accepting follow requests?

.

#yea I still use twitter! #I post on koiranmaitoa exceedingly rarely but I'm trying to get more active this year #I accept follow requests but you have to be of age #I have a bad habit of letting them pile up for weeks and then accepting a bunch at once #answered #anonymous #my locked personal is hholotna but I tend to limit that to friends mutuals and longtime followers

[3-aem]

i also don’t want to portray myself as faultless. my work isn’t ai and it isn’t copied. but nk will say i Had old pieces that were copied and referenced ai. Yet it isn’t good faith when i apologize, state how i took accountability, and explain thats definitely not the case today because i learned my lessons- to respond with well you made these mistakes in the past so how can i believe you, you are lying, and have not changed.

so i quit. how can i prove myself then besides what i mentioned in the last post. my question is will you even ALLOW me to prove myself. each time i must explain, i place a spotlight on something that was resolved agreeably with the artists, resolved by removing the works, and resolved within myself by learning from it. but by not saying something i also allow You to concoct narratives and have to watch people spread them around and come to me demanding apologies. it is a very uncomfortable very distressing process that has worn me down completely.

never mind that other artists who have copied have not nearly been requested to apologize as much as i have been. never mind that they were forgiven when they removed the works or even when they just say sorry and don’t remove the work at all. But you still choose to hound me afterwards for doing just that?

nk has stated that i have not fixed this. and that i must address it. how many times though? for how long also? who on this planet starts the conversation by recounting all their mistakes, especially when they know they are resolved.

i have had to learn my lessons through cruelty like yours. trust me its a trauma i have to bear and they are not lessons you then forget.

my anger and my feelings of defeat come from the fact that even after nk was still talking like i had not even attempted to make progress. just look at your tone here.

#im going to fking throw up this is the last time i will ever say this #do not come begging to be for another apology i am done #i will never address this issue again okay #i need to say this because no matter what when i see people supporting me now i feel guilty #i recognize it is just because i hate myself #it is because i havent accepted i made mistakes #but i cant accept it because people cant accept it #i cant accept it and i cant move on #and that is why i think its best to leave art #i cant make work i am proud of anymore #i dont want to list names of artists #but i will say that when king chris reposted my work without credit i viewed it the same as when i referenced other artists work #but there was no callout no request even from the comments for credit #and he has millions of followers #i felt like i could not stand up for myself because i have this history #because of this history i can never properly defend myself i feel i must always kneel to it #even though i have changed and realized i was wrong i still have to acknowledge it always

[britcision]

Happy WIP Wednesday friends! Not a huge deal for you today, but I figured I’d drop the Flashback and give you the last piece in the “Bruce Puts His Head In His Butt” for the night!

(Bruce is tranq’ed by Alfred minutes after the call ends and is put to bed. In my heart. He might actually walk himself up but we all know it’s Alfred’s glare that makes it happen)

Just a taste of chapter 14 of Dead and Loving It, you can find the fic on AO3 or from my pinned post which is the latest chapter, but links to the first and all subsequent chapters are in each post!

———————

A Good Excuse To Be A Bad Influence

Jason was actually on his way to bed on time for once in his life, the early end to patrol and lack of crime lord duties giving him a chance to get a full five hours sleep.

He should have known he wouldn’t get lucky two nights in a row; Constantine wasn’t around to distract Bruce anymore.

He’d contemplated not answering. Contemplated trying not to shoot Bruce in half an hour if the fucker showed up at his window.

The pit growled.

It was the worst thing he’d ever heard. The worst thing he’d ever felt. And he did feel it, vibrating in his very bones.

It sent shivers creeping up and down, muscles tensing as if to run away from something inside him.

He answered the call, hoping it wouldn’t show in his voice.

“What.” Flat, unfriendly. Not encouraging conversation.

“You didn’t come to the cave.” B’s voice was equally flat, but in his case it sounded like a condemnation. An accusation.

Jason gritted his teeth.

“I have shit to do in the morning. Make it quick,” he snapped, giving his bed a glare it definitely didn’t deserve.

His pillows had never done anything to hurt him.

There was a momentary pause before B audibly decided not to push it.

Good.

Jason was in a mood to bite.

“We have intel on the Infinite Realms. I’ve sent the report. You need to stay away from Danny Fenton, for your health,” B said, still cold, still clinical.

Like he didn’t care. Like what Jason wanted didn’t matter.

Jason’s grip tightened and the phone case cracked.

“Yeah, no. Fuck off.” He spat the words, adding “get new phone” to his list of chores for the morning.

He’d been doing so well with this one. Of course Bruce had to ruin it.

At least the old man didn’t seem surprised by his reaction.

“Jason. It… he. His abilities may affect your condition,” he said slowly, sounding tired. Old.

The pit snarled, sensing weakness, and Jason kinda wished he was still lost in its rage. Back when he was, it was easy just to hate those moments.

B showing signs of humanity fucking hurt.

“He is. He’s making it better,” he shot back, brooking no argument.

“We don’t know that, Jason. Please, just… just for a few days. Until we can talk to the League, understand what he’s doing to you.”

Was.

Was that Bruce begging?

It froze something small and soft in Jason’s chest, stuck him in place. And did nothing to stop the flood of icy rage from filling him up.

Filling his chest, crushing his lungs, making it hard to breathe. Because of course, anyone and everyone else’s judgement was worth more to the man than Jason’s.

Begging Jason to listen to him, when he would never, ever, fucking ever listen to Jason. When it didn’t fucking matter if Jason begged.

“And why the fuck would the League know better than a doctor from the Realms?” He finally snapped, ignoring the way his throat tightened.

There was a long silence.

“A doctor?” Bruce asked softly, his voice still so flat and emotionless that only his kids could have read the confusion. Jason rolled his eyes.

“Danny brought me to a doctor. I’m gonna be fine,” he ground out reluctantly, part of him resenting Bruce’s constant insistence on knowing everything.

But… well. If it got the guy off his fucking back.

There was a long silence, one that Jason was fully aware B was likely spending working this new information into his latest paranoid fantasy.

Jason seriously considered just hanging up and going to bed. He was about to do it when Bruce spoke again.

“Would this doctor be willing to speak to the League?” And there it was again, Batman voice, clinical and distant and always, always fucking suspicious.

Jason rolled his eyes harder. With emphasis. Willing to be interrogated by first the Justice League and then separately also goddamn Batman.

Actually, now that he thought about it, he was pretty sure B wouldn’t get anywhere with Frostbite. Frostbite took his work seriously and was, yeah, king of a full realm of yetis.

None of Bruce’s pointed silences, menacing looming, or vague growls would bug the guy who got Danny through Fucked Up Ghost Puberty.

(And would probably be helping Jason through his own Fucked Up Ghost Puberty… joy of joys.)

It might actually be fun to see him try. If just being here wouldn’t put Frostbite in danger, because hell fucking no that wasn’t happening. The guy may not be his king but Jason would still die first.

But of course, in all his paranoid bullshit about the Realms influencing Gotham, B had somehow conveniently missed what America was doing to the Realms.

Like Jason hadn’t even done the full write up.

“Not while the fucking League are required to hand him right to the US government for torture and experimentation. Which, by the way, did you read my report on the Anti Ecto Acts?” Jason asked sarcastically, doing his very worst fake concern.

And again he was met with silence. Fuck, maybe Bruce hadn’t read it. Jason had dropped it in the day before all this gala bullshit had started, and it had been a busy two days since.

Maybe B deadass hadn’t put the pieces together. Might as well hammer it home for him.

“You know, the one that says you, me, Cass, and Damian are all non-sentient because we’ve been exposed to the pits?” Jason added, eyes narrowing.

Which wasn’t technically true, since it was the resulting liminality and ability to process ectoplasm that made them count, but Bruce didn’t need to know that yet.

Finally he spoke again, voice gruff and clipped.

“I’m looking into it. But for now, Jason, please-” he said again, the cover of Batman beginning to slip.

But Jason was done. No fucking chance Bruce was giving him orders when he hadn’t even bothered asking for Jason’s opinion.

He wanted to spout off about dangers of the Infinite Realms after talking to some wet paper bag of a man who hawked his soul like it was a pokemon card. Hard pass.

And even after hearing that Jason knew what was going on a damn sight better than Bruce did, he still wanted to push him around?

Fuck that.

“Sorry B, legally non-sentient, guess I can’t be blamed for my actions,” he drawled, then turned his phone off and dropped into bed.

He had a lot of shit to do before picking Danny up in the morning.

——————-

Jason will be using “legally non-sentient” as an excuse long after the laws themselves are repealed, and just you fucking wait until Damian hears he can try it too 😏

Sorry Bruce, Damian can’t socialize today, he’s legally non-sentient and can’t be blamed if he bites someone

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#danny fenton dead and loving it #dp x dc #wip wednesday #chapter 14 for sure this time #probably #tentative title: a good excuse to be a bad influence #just a lil snack of angst from jason and bruce #the thing about requests is that sometimes the answer is ‘no’ #and you have to just accept that #bruce may have forgotten harley is still in town but I HAVE NOT 😈😈😈 #harley ain’t vlad we remember she exists

[loguetowns]

blood red.

cw. mentions of blood/wounds, swearing.

fangs bared and flaring tempers. animosity in every look, an intensity that bubbles from just being in the same room. hate burns red, but then again, so does love. after all, isn't hate still an emotion of passion?

king is annoyed. he's pissed off, irritated – maybe even angry.

he drums his fingers against the fabric of the armchair. there’s a rip in his shirt, his hair is a mess, and – worst of all – his helmet is broken. he pushes his hair out of his face, irked that he can’t tie it up.

the bane of his existence walks in with a first aid kit. he sighs, loudly and obnoxiously, and you glare at him as you sit down.

“don’t make this any more difficult than it has to be.”

“who’s the one that made it difficult in the first place?”

without missing a beat, you simply state, "that would be you."

you carry on, unwrapping bandages, as king merely gapes at you. ever since kaidou placed you under his supervision, you have been nothing but disrespectful, disobedient and disruptive to what should have been an otherwise simple job.

"i'm not the one who tried to climb out a 10-story window," he hisses. "i should've let you fall straight into those thorns."

"no one asked you to help," you reply coolly.

the absolute gall of you.

"believe me, i don't care if you die," he squirms in his seat, biting back the sting of his cuts. "but kaidou wants you alive."

"as if i care what kaidou wants," you mutter as you cut away at his shirt. when he pulls away, you hold down his arm. "stop moving."

the idea of some brat ordering him around makes his blood boil, and if it weren't for the fact that he'd likely start bleeding again, king would love nothing more than to put you in your place.

"i'm not the problem," you continue, ignoring his death glare. "you're the one that's been hissy this whole time. you must be nothing special if your only responsibility is babysitting."

at the attack on his pride, his last thread of patience snaps. "you annoying brat! can't you just fucking cooperate?"

"fuck you!" you finally crack, a fierce anger taking over. "you want people to cooperate then maybe don't lock them up!"

"i wouldn't have to lock you up if you weren't such a pain in the ass!"

"i wouldn't be a pain in the ass if you weren't being an ass to begin with!" you grab his arm. "now fucking hold still!"

you slap disinfectant on king's bloody gash, and he howls at the sting. "that hurts, dammit!"

he glowers at you, seething at the pain. you tell yourself that he deserves it, but – to your annoyance – you can't bring yourself to relish in his suffering. unfortunately, you're not nearly as heartless as king is.

there's a twinge of guilt as you take in his dirty clothes and blood-stained skin.

he wouldn't be in this mess if he didn't rush to catch you.

to king's surprise, you don't make any sort of retort or taunt at his outburst. instead, you press your lips into a thin line and start wrapping his cut in silence. you apply the bandage firmly, but gently, and it doesn't go unnoticed by king.

too angry and proud to say anything else, king merely looks away as you finish dressing his injuries.

"don't move," you deadpan when you're done. "raising your arms will only open the wound."

"fine," he grits. he shakes the hair out of his face, growling in irritation when it don't move the way he wants it to.

you watch as he sighs in resignation, and that stupid voice inside you tells you to do the right thing. you curse your guilty conscience.

"here, let me help."

you stand behind king, carefully gathering his loose curls together. the air is thick with awkwardness as your gentle hands betray the hostility that you're both used to. you start tying his ponytail and take a deep breath.

"thank you," you say in a voice barely above a whisper. "for saving me."

king stills, at a crossroads for how he wants to handle this. it takes this small admission of your gratitude to make him stop and realize the gravity of the situation.

he did help you.

king – one of the all-stars of the beast pirates, right-hand-man to kaidou – showed you mercy when he had no reason to.

and you – captive of the beast pirates, prisoner against your wishes – showed him a grace that he doesn't really deserve by tending to his injuries when you had no reason to.

still staring at the wall, he mutters,

"you're welcome."

like it or not, the two of you are stuck here together – and maybe with some time and a little bit of kindness, you could learn to like it.

part of my (ongoing) character + colour series!

#one piece king x reader #op king x reader #king x reader #one piece king #one piece x reader #not proofread and i'm not sorry about it #to the anon who requested king + red ages ago: this is so long overdue and idek if you're still around but #i couldn't let this hunky giant go and this scenario has been living in my head ever since #so pls accept my humble apology #anyway if you thought that this scene seems familiar #it is (heavily) inspired by that scene in beauty and the beast when belle is tending to the beast's wounds after she saves him #that movie taught me everything i need to know about enemies-to-lovers ok #¡! ❞ [ fics ] #¡! ❞ [ reqs ] #.cc

[zaacoy]

Hiii I just wanna say that I love your art so frikin much like the way you draw is just so perfect like how??? bro Im stealing your hands so be cautious/j

anywayz

I dunno if your still doing Freenoodles suggestions but here's one if you are cuz Im absolutely obsessed with that ship rn:

so just Tang and Pigsy being relatively gay and someone litterly anyone (maybe MK I dunno) walk in and is so confused because my lil headcannon is they're Relationship is probably closeted if thats even the term idk Im like half asleep idk what Im doing

(Help why is this so long-)

Hihi!! Thank you!!!! You'll have to fight me to get my hands tho >:3c

Here's theyyyymm

#The dads!! ever!!! heeheehoo #don't worry about it being “long” have you seen the wall of tags I end up writing on literally every post I make #we are one in the same #*slightly* changed your request a bit #I'm delusional and like to think that the Lego world is generally a more safe accepting place for LGBTQ people #So there's no real need to be closeted there- I shifted it more towards them both disliking PDA #Besides casual arguably-not-romantic clinginess and occasional over the counter flirting they're probably just more reserved in public #I like to think that they used to be affectionate in front of mk too until he hit his “ewww get a room gags” phase that kids go through #Then they just? Never really broke that habit? They're very lovey dovey at home but generally pretty chill about it front of mk #So much so to the point that mk just. Forgets sometimes that they act like a couple 💀 #he still acts embarrassed about it as if he's 13 except he's like 20 #They're a silly little family tho #Mei's blackmail folder continues to grow larger #lmk tang #lmk pigsy #lmk mk #lmk mei #lego monkie kid #monkie kid #lmk #freenoodleshipping #freenoodles #Zaacoy art💫

[kabukiaku]

Do Kung fu panda 3 Actors please

#I’m not accepting free requests #ask kabuki #go ask someone else please who will do free requests #also I’m not drawing Kfp anymore. i still love the movies though

[good-beanswrites]

Haruka clenched his fists. “Y-you would be surprised if you woke up and -- and -- and your cell was full of ice cream!

I was just thinking of this line from your last Mikoto drabble and wondered… Can you make this happen?

I certainly can >:3 I tried for a while to frame this as straight-up comedy, but it actually worked so much better as something sweet, with silly lines here and there :) Thank you so much for the request, it was so fun!! (Also, I wrote John using Mikoto's name for ease, but in my mind he's switching between first person pronouns.)

There was someone unexpected in cell 009. 

No, no, it’s not like that. Everyone was very aware that there were two distinct residents of that cell. John himself was very aware of his position in that cell. 

The thing was, someone else ended up in there, too. 

John kept his eyes shut, feigning sleep. The other person was here on a mission. They’d slipped in without creaking the metal door. Their footsteps were nearly inaudible against the floor. He would have thought it was Kotoko, with skills like that, but she would have leapt to an attack. This person was busy doing… something. 

He strained his ears. It was impossible to tell their goal. They were going in and out, moving things around. Was it a trap? There weren’t enough materials in the prison to set a trap. Were they stealing things from around the room? He had nothing of value. Plus, he was sure Mikoto would have given anything to anyone who asked. What, then?

Unable to come to any conclusion, he readied himself. He’d protect himself. He always did.

In one fluid motion, he rolled out of the bed and pinned the other to the ground. The perpetrator let out a high-pitched squeak. Impossibly wide and frightened eyes looked up at him.

“Haruka…?” That was the last person he was expecting. John squinted around the room. “What the --”

Ice cream. He didn’t know what it meant, but that’s what Haruka had been arranging. Dishes and dishes of ice cream. Everywhere. Plates stacked on the desk. Bowls strewn across the floor. All  vanilla. There was a scattering of toppings; some with colorful sprinkles and others dripping with chocolate sauce. When he’d tackled the poor boy, he sent another dish of it clattering across the ground.

“I’m sorry! Ah, I-I, ah, I’m sorry!” Haruka squeezed his eyes shut. “It-it’s a, it was a surprise, for you! For M-m-mikoto…!”

“A surprise?”

“The other d-day he said, we were, we were talking ab-bout --”

“He asked for this?”

“Uh, no, but --”

“He didn’t know about it?” John’s eyes narrowed. “It’s some kinda prank?”

“NO! No, n-no I’m not being m-mean. It was f-fun. A fun surprise.” Haruka held his palms up, unable to make his smile anything but panicked. “...Surprise!”

John stared.

Despite how nonsensical the whole situation was, there didn’t seem to be any danger. He rose. Haruka scrambled to his feet. 

John gestured to the extensive supply of sweets around them. “How did you get all this together, anyway?”

“O-oh!” Haruka wrung his hands. “I was, uh, planning it for a while. I requested ice cream three times in a row. And I n-never ate mine for dessert. I’ve been saving it. Es asked why, b-but they still let me keep it.”

“And why did you? Why do all this for Mikoto?”

“I t-told you, it was sup-supposed to be fun...”

John braced himself against the desk. He was just wondering how long it would take to take care of this mess. He mused, “it’s all going to melt.” 

He might as well have thrown a punch, the way Haruka’s expression shifted. “I’m sorry! I’m -- I… I didn’t think of that…”

“Eh? You don’t need to apologize or anything. It’s fine.” 

They fell into silence. Haruka shifted on his feet. 

“Y-you… can have it, if you want. The ice cream. I didn’t let anyone else have it but-but, you can, I think. ”

“I don’t want the ice cream.” He wanted to be left alone. He wanted the cell clean so Mikoto didn't stress out about cleaning it. He wanted to avoid being bothered by bizarre ‘surprises’ first thing in the morning.

His stomach disagreed, apparently. It let out a loud grumble. Both prisoners looked over. 

He muttered a curse. With a huff, he picked up one of the bowls. 

“Alright. But even if I did eat this, or Mikoto did, there’s no way I could finish it all.” He shoved it into Haruka’s hands. “You made this mess, you’re gonna help me deal with it.”

The boy nodded frantically. 

“Come on, you can sit here. Pass me that one, with the syrup. And hurry it up.”

#milgram #mikoto kayano #john milgram #haruka sakurai #(they hardly make a dent in it) #john makes sure haruka doesnt get a stomachache but now hes left with a cell full of dessert ;--; #maybe hed enlist the others to help... #john doesnt quite Get It - he still thinks somethings suspicious #hes never done anything just for the fun of it before #but haruka is so genuine he eases up after a bit #and ends up enjoying the ice cream at least :3 #i dont think i mentioned which trial it was for the first drabble but this is definitely after john has started appearing #mikoto himself may not be ready to accept john but in my mind every other prisoner is very familiar with him #though they dont necessarily Expect him a lot of the time #es is dealing with so much t2 shit they dont really care if haruka keeps an elaborate stash of ice cream in the milgram smart fridge... #thank you so much for the request haha! this was a ton of fun :D #theyd have interesting interactions... i kept this one simple and sweet but theres a lot going on there.... #drabbles

[yardsards]

living in america is literally just like. yeah i could probably benefit from inpatient mental health services but honestly the resulting medical bills would just make me want to kill myself even more

#eliot posts #i'm not in active danger of hurting myself don't worry #just experiencing some Ideations #but i have a long mental list of reasons not to act on those ideations so i'm safe don't worry #ironically one of those reasons is ''i couldn't afford the medical bills for a failed attempt'' #suicide mention #suicide tw #tw suicide #american healthcare my beloathed #dogshit private insurance my beloathed #also ironically one of the (multiple) contributing factors towards this fresh wave of ideations is a medical bill i got yesterday #it's nothing too ruinous but it is A LOT like would utterly wipe out my savings level #my parents said they can help me with it (as much as i hate accepting things from them) #and as soon as i mentioned it my very sweet cousin just. sent me the money it would take to cover it #with a ''yeah i trust you'll pay me back once you get a good job like looking at your major you'll be making a lot eventually'' #and i've already requested an itemized bill as well as the paperwork for the hospital's financial assistance program #(tho idk how much assistance i'll actually be eligible for bc i'm still legally a dependent) #so hopefully i'll be able to get that bill cut way down #it's just eugh it's so stressful and i had a full on panic attack on the phone with my insurance company yesterday #and my brain's fav response to crushing stress is just ''well we wouldn't have to handle any of this if we Just Fucking Died! :)''

[maudiemoods]

An OC?? TO DRAW??????

Her name is Azrael and she's a sorcerer. She also was framed for the crime of soul necromancy

This isn't my favorite but since it's done I might as well post it! It's just not the outcome I was going for waaa

#maudiemoods art tag #auggthhghtggtr my heart's not in it i guess #i jusr know i could have done better but AUTGH!! #i need to figure out eyes #the eyes i draw are so boring and unstylish <3 #also to anyone who is still reading my tags just know im always accepting oc request! just dont have hight hopes! i only doodle for practice