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#thanks for asking! 🥹
cameliawrites · 16 days
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What is something you’d love to read and something you’d love to write but haven’t done it yet?
Oooh this was a fun anon question to receive! I love surprise anon questions!
Something I’d love to read… anything that’s not a law textbook? I have 4 finals this week (Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday) for my last semester of law school and I cannot WAIT to be done.
Ooh, but I really want to get my hands on a copy of the new Emily Henry book. I devoured all her romances last summer.
As for something I’d love to write but haven’t yet, I have an idea for a canon divergence AU where Inej gets shot instead of Matthias in Crooked Kingdom, but I need to finish my CK reread and maybe finish writing a few other WIPS (and also finish law school lmaoooo) before I can think about writing it.
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shrimparts-blog1890 · 19 days
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In my meme era 💅
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hyunpic · 2 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY HYUNJIN 🖤
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dumbf1sketches · 22 days
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Hi, quick question. Are you sillyseason.png?
If so the Oscar Piastri, that you made for the cak3art-collab, is absolutely amazing. Love all the details and the soft gaze. The posture and shading are breathtaking 🧡🧡🖤🧡🧡
I am, yes!! Thank you so much. it was so nice to be asked to join this collab, though it was certainly a challenge since I avoid colouring anything like the plague.
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In the end it became a bit of a love letter to the texture of Oscar's skin 💌💕
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Thank you again for this lovely ask, it made my Sunday 💛💛💛
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yooo-lets-go · 1 year
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your art brings me genuine fucking joy, like i come back and look at it repeatedly. especially that napping Roach art okay i love him, he's chronically underappreciated it feels like & all i wanna do is drape a warm blanket over the sleepy lil bug and give him a hot cocoa when he wakes up, bc he deserves it :')
thoughts kinda got away from me there but the point still stands: YOUR ART VERY GOOD, 11/10 MAY ALL YOUR ART PROGRAMS COOPERATE AND NEVER CRASH
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Thank you guys!
Enjoy the Roach 💕
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willowser · 1 month
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thinking of coming home to katsuki after a bad day and just. the weight of his presence is so strong yet so gentle and warm that you break down at the door and he’s all panicked because what the hell. just asked why you were so quiet and suddenly there’s sobs. would fuss over you the whole night. firm in taking care of you but his love is so gentle and tender. need him.
oh anon 🥺 my dearest 🥺 you've been holding it in all the way home bc you're so uncomfy !! and stressed !! and your clothes don't feel right on your skin and your head hurts and you feel anxious and irritated and and and 🥺 and when you get home, katsuki's there, earlier than you expected him to be—which also makes you upset, bc you wanted to have something ready for dinner by the time he got home 🥺
and he just kind of. glances up at you from his phone—some email he's writing; doing work while at home like always—and says a gruff, "hey," to which you don't respond 🥺 you just frown at him in the doorway, all crumpled 🥺 bc he's not supposed to be home yet !!!!
but 🥺 he's so soft in his sweatpants and hoodie and he looks relaxed 🥺 and you're finally home and—you are glad, really, that he's here too, so that you can change into sweatpants and sit on the couch with him and be relaxed and cozy 🥺
and he's just wrapped up in what he's doing, for the moment, so he asks you, "y'comin' in or what?" without looking up, and when you're still silent, he looks up to see your face drawn down and your mouth all open and you're covering your eyes bc they burn with all your tears.
and you're right he does panic LOL full on flips his phone out of his hands, socks sliding across the hardwood as he hurries over to you.
"oi, oi," he softens his voice, but there's a practiced urgency in it, a firmness in his grip when he pulls your hands from your face. "'s'wrong, huh?" and when you don't open your eyes, he gets close, enough to bump his forehead against yours gently. "oi, look at me,"
you weakly shake your head, and you're only able to imagine how awful your makeup has smeared. all your tears have made you instantly congested, and you almost don't even want to talk lest you get too snotty.
but katsuki doesn't budge, and so you breathe enough to say,
"i just had a bad day,"
and it's so pitiful LOL but once he realizes you're not hurt or in immediate danger, he just sighs and stands back up straight, before wrapping an arm around your neck and squishing you to his chest. he takes the bag off your shoulder and sets it on the ground and helps you out of your jacket, and then he makes you sit down on the couch and drink a big glass of water LOL
and he does take care of you 🥺 makes you dinner and doesn't let you argue with him about it, lets you cuddle up to him and stays off his phone as much as he can, leaves work at work, and then he gets in your bath without you even having to ask 🥹
HE'S A SOFTIE I ADORE HIM SO TY FOR GIVING US THIS IDEA 🥹🥹🥹
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elizakai · 14 days
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Have you ever drawn gaster?
I think Theyd be cool in your art :3
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i have! (very old art)
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9474s0ul · 2 months
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Hello! I just wanna say a couple of things
LOVE LOVE LOVE your art style and Organic M Sonic AU. I always have a big dumb grin seeing your art on my timeline and I wish you the best of health, yummy snacks, vibes and all good things heading your way! 💞💞💞 Truly incredible
I have been snooping on your site ( im embarrassed to say every day lol ) and I noticed some old art of what looks like organic Metal Knuckles? Will you do anything thing with him and Tails doll in the future?
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3. Also what are your thoughts on Android Shadow from Heroes/SHTH, Hard Boiled Heavies from Mania and Fang MK2 from superstars? Since they are in the eggman robot family ( ? )
Anyway I hope you have a fantastic day and keep up the good work! :) 🎉🌟
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Here's a 2 min doodle as a gift! Sorry my drawings are chicken scratch lol
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I have a couple of things I wanna say to you too.
1. Thank you so much for your kind words and support!! I'm happy to hear you feel that way about my work! 💕 I wish you the very best and I hope you have a good day or a good night! ✨
2. "Organic" Metal Knuckles was just a concept.. nothing much to it as I was only focusing on Metal. BUT!!! As I'm developing new ideas and other stuff. I'm rethinking of a new design for both Metal Knuckles and Tails (doll) in the future!!!
3. Android Shadow is pretty cool. Piss man yellow man. I know there's more colors than yellow but that one is my favorite.
I never got to finish Mania but I love the Hard Boiled Heavies from their awesome colorful design. I actually drew Heavy King not too long ago...
Unfortunately, I haven't played Superstars yet but, holy shit?? BIG FANG MECHA ROBOT??
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Anyways, Thank you so much for your support and the AWESOME DOODLE!! I LOVE IT!
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2aceofspades · 6 months
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Not gonna lie...
Every time I see your Future Leo...
My inner child is just like
"Wow. I bet he's really good at hugs. I wanna hug."
It just always looks so cozy whenever Leo and Case hug! So comfy looking! 😂
WAH-
Oh my stars thank you so much!! 🥹🥹 gosh that's like such a lovely compliment oh my goodness 😭
I think my fondness for f!Leo creeps into the way I draw him heh..especially when touch is involved. I can relate to thinking he'd be really good at hugs...Raphie too..
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They'd have the warmest hugs...I would feel so safe. I feel like they would hug like they want to protect each other..
Leo would hug Case the same way but handle him a bit more gently I think. He kinda hugs him like he's made of glass...some delicate kid he doesn't wanna break hehe
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chuluoyi · 2 months
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in your love entries series, how would gojo react to finding out his daughter (who is in elementary/middle school) is potentially getting bullied or picked on? 🥺 like his daughter comes home one day from school and she’s acting off or hiding any bruises and gojo is trying to figure out what’s going on while using his Father Senses™️ :(
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your son is sweet on most days, but he can be prickly when he deems satoru is making no sense at all. he’s not overly full of energy like him—he’s calmer like you, and for a kid, he isn’t exactly a crybaby.
and so when satoru sees how he comes back from his school one day with slightly red-rimmed eyes and clutching his arm, he immediately knows that he is definitely upset.
“did something happen?” he got down on his knees to inspect him. your son is just five, and if he’s looking like this, then definitely something isn’t right. “hey…?”
something inside him—his fatherly instincts—soars the moment your baby’s lips wobble in an attempt to hold back a sniffle, and he immediately pulls the hand covering his arm gently to reveal a red mark on it.
“who did this to you, hmm?” his voice deflates an octave lower. it’s his son. his precious baby. anyone daring enough to do this definitely picks the wrong opponent. his expression must have been grim enough that your son finally breaks and lets out a sob.
“t-they… pushed me,” he cries, and the sound is like knives to satoru’s heart. “they s-said… w-wearing glasses i-is… stupid…”
it’s like someone has twisted those knives in his chest. his son inherits his cursed eyes and he’ll have an even harder time if he doesn’t wear black glasses. but in the end the fact remains—it’s because of him.
satoru immediately brings him into his arms, patting him soothingly in the back, disregarding his brewing anger. “there, there… no, you’re not stupid. remember, you have good eyes. we do. sometimes people might take it the wrong way… but don’t let them get to you, yeah?”
“b-but… what if they k-keep doing this..?”
“shh. no, mark my words—they won’t.”
and when his son hugs him back in return, clinging onto him, satoru knows what he has to do.
the next day, he personally picks his son up from school, and your sweet boy can only wonder why those who picked on him yesterday aren’t in his class anymore.
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akiacia · 4 months
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sleeptime affairs
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yakny · 4 months
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COME ON BABY, DON'T FEAR THE REAPER
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willowser · 1 year
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you don't know how much comfort your dragon king bkg drabble has given me ever since you posted it!! i keep reading it i love it sm 🥹
as it turns out, the man bakugou is — a bit harder to handle.
he sleeps like a heathen; you once thought the dragon bakugou to be a bit lazy, with how often he tended to curl up in the fields of grass, warm under the sun, but now — it would seem his little human form needs significantly less rest.
almost up all hours of the day, and when he does finally lay down, he's everywhere. a mess of limbs: one thrown carelessly out to the side and the other bent at an angle you can't believe doesn't hurt his joints. his head stays tucked into you somehow, either buried in your neck or pressed against your ribs — or you'll wake to find him nose-to-nose with you. he still snores like a dragon, however.
you're also beginning to wonder if there is a bottom to the pit of his stomach. he ate much before, whole fields of things, but you expected that appetite to dwindle, at least a little, now that his stomach has decreased considerably in size. and in number ? you're not even sure how many stomachs a dragon has; that's not something that was mentioned in the fairytales.
it burns through him quickly, gives him more energy than he needs, and it doesn't ever seem to affect his weight much. already, he's huge and thick with muscle and eating as much as he does never dulls the severity of his cut abdomen. not that you're looking all that much.
— not that you have a choice not to, as he seems to have little-to-no understanding of —
the door to the bathhouse kicks open, with enough force that you already know who it is without ever turning to look. you try not to shriek when you see him, because he seems to like that in some evil, impish way.
you've been alone to wash so far, thankfully, as the inn you'd managed to find was small and far enough out from the nearest kingdom that the occupancy was low — enough for you and your little brute.
the man bakugou comes to stand in front of the bath, blinking and huffing against the steam. finding clothes for him was — nearly impossible, and so the trousers you'd found hanging on someone's line outside fit above his ankles, a bit too tight around his waist. instead of a shirt, you've wrapped him in a scratchy linen, swaddled him up like a baby to cover the small smattering of scales that decorate his body, almost like freckles from the sun, though they gleam just as bright and red as they ever have. no matter his form.
a horn has started to sprout, on the right side of his forehead, and you've done your best to cover that, too.
you have no idea how long this man thing will last. if it's permanent or if he even has control over it. the last thing you need is for him to switch back, somehow, while you're in the middle of feeding him, absolutely demolishing whatever tavern you're in and calling all of king todoroki's guards to attention.
bakugou grunts, almost sleepy, and tosses a fat, weighty sack onto the edge of the bath. it jingles a certain jingle that makes your heart stop.
"oh, allfather—" you move for the edge, awkwardly keeping one arm against your chest despite the fact that he's seen it all by now. when you peek inside and confirm your fears, you lob it back to him furiously, as if it were a steaming potato. "where do you keep getting this stuff?"
things have started to turn up, miraculously. shiny things — like coins and rings and gems. things he could not have simply found rolling around in the dirt.
"go put it back!" you hiss at him, and the tone of your voice makes his frown deepen. you never realized how pouty he was, when he was still a dragon.
you think he understands you, and you're pretty certain he just chooses not to listen; instead of doing what you've told him in the slightest, he simply dumps the coin-purse to the floor, and then lets his linen and stolen trousers cover it as he unceremoniously undresses.
the biggest issue that you would say the man bakugou poses is — his complete lack of understanding of personal space.
"bakugou!" your voice wavers, shocked again by his nakedness. as if you haven't seen it all by now. "no, you — get out!"
but he does the exact opposite, which is hop into the steaming water, ignoring the arm you hold out to keep him away as he saddles up beside you. skin against scales, pressing a nose into your hair to huff out his annoyance, to make it something you can feel.
if anyone were to walk in right now, they would — probably think the lie you'd told the innkeeper was true. that you are a simple traveler and this is your mute, over-sized husband.
regardless, you think this behavior isn't polite. especially in a public bathhouse.
"bakugou," you try again, turning your face away as you speak to the wood-paneled wall. "i'm taking a bath, you have to wait your turn."
all you receive in response is another huff against your ear and a low rumble of disagreement from his chest.
he has yet to speak back, and has only used inhuman sounds as his points of conversation. the only word you've ever heard him utter is oi, which he does when he really thinks he needs your attention. you're starting to wonder if he's named you that in his head. oi.
curiously, you turn back to him and the movement has him pulling his face from your hair, just enough that he can look down at you, too. watch you, with the red-rippled sea in his eyes.
they're — amazing, you will admit. just as bright and detailed as they always have been. fit for a fairytale told by the fire, veiled by the soft-ash of his lashes. he watches you through them, half-lidded, and you wonder if it's something other than fatigue that has them so heavy.
"do you know what i'm saying?" you ask quietly, voice lacking the firm heat you want it to. instead it's heavy, too, weighted by something soft and unfamiliar and frightening. "can you even understand me?"
bakugou doesn't respond, not with a huff or a rumble or ever a purr, like the one he let out on the night he lay over you by the lake. you've only heard it sparingly since then, oftentimes in his sleep when his face is pressed into you.
you try not to frown at his silence, try not to let it disappoint you because it shouldn't; he's a dragon afterall, and you're not sure what it matters. the little horn protruding from his forehead catches your eye and you reach up to touch it gently, watching him blink away the water that drips from your wrist — and then he's turning into you again, too close.
beneath the water, you feel his hands skate up your bare thighs, wrap around your waist until your chest is pulled flush against his. you feel his huff, again, against the damp skin of your neck but it's slower, lighter. not laced with his frustration. some unknown thing you feel guilty for liking.
you drop your hand to his hair, rushing full force into all the damned things you've thought about doing but have been too afraid to. he's soft between your fingers, and you trace your nails lightly against his scalp until he groans quietly; a new noise, one you don't know how to translate.
your fingers stop when they brush upon little spines that have grown at the base of his skull, that have started to trail down the center of his back.
suddenly, tangled up in the bath with him, you wonder how much time you have left.
bakugou huffs again into your skin, a little fiercer this time, and it's because of his light jostling that you realize how rigid you've gone. you try to relax so that he will, too, though you must not do a convincing job, because a sharp nip comes to your earlobe.
"ow!" you squeal, but he doesn't let you go far, not even as you try to jerk away from him. in fact, the harder you try the more his teeth show: into your cheek and the point of your jaw and then dangerously low on your neck.
it's not until you finally freeze that he stops, huffing again, with a warmth that burns more than the steaming water.
and then, very quietly, he grumbles, "shitty wife," into your collarbone, just before biting you again.
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isasan347 · 5 months
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Hello, thank you for drawing Downfall Duo for me. I have a reply for you, Legend and Fable. Hope you like it.
sibling? lover? Up to you :D
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Hello?
HELLO?
I LOVE THEM SO MUCH???? LA-SERA THANK YOU!!! I LOVE THEM!!!TGANK YOU SO MUCH. I am screaming
(Also you’re welcome :DD)
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elitadream · 5 months
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okay okay i completely understand the love for mario. he is a dreamboat for sure - but i need to speak my truth and say that i have the biggest crush on your peach. not any other peach, specifically yours. she's so pretty!! ❤️
Awww that makes me so happy!! 😍 Thank you so much Anon!
Here's one more snippet from a future piece as a gift. ^-^🙏💝
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emry-stars-art · 5 months
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OHHH in celebration of your beautiful stickers, some (royal AU 👀) Kateaaron #3? 💕💕
King Aaron Michael remains unable to beat the simp allegations. I for one will not be blaming him
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Requests are open until the end of Dec ‘23 💕
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