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are you accepting reqs for that list of titles to draw an OC or other character for, or is it just for your personal use for now?
I'll take any reqs yes ! Just stockpiling them for now though bc I won't have time to draw for a bit 👍
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Send in a title and I'll draw an OC/Character that I associate to it
The Child/Son/Daughter
The Parent/Father/Mother
The Gardener
The Farmer
The Cook
The Artist
The Musician
The Architect
The Scientist
The Healer
The Guardian
The Watcher
The Keeper
The Lover
The Fighter
The Thief
The Femme Fatale
The Fool
The Jester
The Magician
The Prince/Princess
The Lord/Lady
The King/Queen
The Quiet
The Lost
The Forgotten
The Dead
The Undead
The Ghost
The Phantom
The Shadow
The Monster
The Sun
The Moon
The Star/s
The Earth
The Sea
The Flower
The Fae
The Mirror
The Oracle
The Prophet
The Creator
The Angel
The Devil
The Damned
The Vengeful
The Righteous
The Wise
The Chosen One
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• “La liberté guidant le peuple” by Eugène Delacroix
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• “13th attempt to break the Gaza blockade by sea”. Photo by Mustafa Hassouna (Andalou Agency for Getty)
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Medieval Dance by Andrey Vinogradov
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Did froghorn ever get his donuts??
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BLACKER: ...I do so enjoy having a pleasant, non-hostile work environment.
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marcille tantrum gif for when you really dont wanna
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can we just have, like, any feminist movement whatsoever. did everyone just stop caring?
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give me weird alien eating habits clark kent. he has regular human food preferences because of how he grew up but his biology allows for the full spectrum of anywhere from 'literally does not need to eat to survive' to 'can process most things that would kill a normal human'. some random henchman points a gun at his face on a bad day and he's so frustrated he just bites it in half and starts chewing. someone tries to hand bruce a roofied drink at a party and clark smells the rohypnol and goes 'oh is that for me thank you so much', yoinks it out of the guy's hands, and drains it. clark buying food for the homeless people he talks to as superman using the money he'd normally budget for groceries
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just because someone can articulate their point better doesn’t make them right, it makes them articulated. 
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it's kinda comforting to me when my friends are a little annoying or longwinded or abrasive or tired and inarticulate, or they don't do the exact politest thing in every interaction, and stuff, because I know I'm sometimes annoying, or take up a more than my share of conversational space, or forget to ask them questions, etc etc, and... like, I'm always working to be nice to my friends and to get better and better at friend-ing, but it just makes me feel more human about it :}
anyway I love you friends plz know I'm not counting, in fact I feel great affection toward you even (especially) when conversations go less than Perfectly Ideal
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whatsso beautiful is i didnt evenknow taylor swif tdid something i thought we were all just hating because it feltright tonight
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i wrote a one piece fic!! it's nami dealing with trauma and nightmares post-skypiea, with eneru bringing back her memories of arlong, and zoro being worried about her and trying to show her that's she safe with them!! zoro and nami are best friends even if they can't admit that to themselves or each other!!
you can read it here if you want <3
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fake ass emo i see your tail wagging
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how about something with sanji + usopp for the prompts thing?
oohhh anon you've been reading my liveblogs haven't you. you know i'm insane about them rn don't you. the random word i generated is piano which is an interesting one!! here's what i've got :) don't ask any plot questions i don't have a plot
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"We should keep moving," Sanji says, glancing behind, in front, around. The room is quiet and empty, and so are the hallways that he can see, but that doesn't mean they'll stay that way.
"Sanji, come on," Usopp responds with a laugh, spreading his arms wide and looking around. "This place is abandoned. If we can find some old paperwork, it might be helpful, but the guy we're looking for isn't here. And this place is gorgeous."
He has a point there, at least. It might be abandoned, but it's still a mansion, complete with a massive entryway, a grand staircase with gilded railings, and this room they're in now- a ballroom, almost, but smaller, for more intimate dances and performances. Some of the furniture is gone, looted or lost, but the floor is clearly meant for dancing, and there's still a grand piano in the corner, too large and heavy to be moved.
"Come on," Usopp says again, bouncing on his feet. "I'm sure we'll find a kitchen eventually, and you'll want to explore that. Why can't I explore this?"
Sanji sighs, already knowing that he's going to give in. "What interest do you have in a room like this one?" he asks, because he has a reputation to uphold, dammit, and he can't just say yes and be done with it.
Usopp's grin grows softer, mistier. "Kaya had a music room. I didn't actually go inside her house very often, but sometimes she'd sneak me in and try to teach me how to play the piano. I wasn't very good, but it made her laugh. I probably still remember the one thing she managed to teach me."
Sanji doesn't know Kaya- never got the chance to meet the woman from Usopp's home who gifted them the Merry- and he doesn't know much about her, either. Usopp clearly cares about her even still, but it's something he keeps close. His eyes are distant now, though, clearly thinking about her, about home, and Sanji knows how quickly that introspection can turn to grief, so he blurts out, "Go on, then."
"What?" Usopp asks, blinking the emotion away.
"Go on," Sanji repeats, waving a hand towards the piano as if he doesn't care. "You said you still remember."
Slowly, Usopp's face grows back into a grin, and he practically hops and skips over to the piano, brushing some of the dust off of clearly unused keys.
Sanji crosses his arms, watching, as Usopp takes two fingers and begins to pluck out a tune. It's a strange melody, with a quick tempo, dancing between dissonant tones and simple harmony, odd and lovely all at once.
Usopp's tongue sticks out between his teeth as he concentrates, and Sanji allows a small fond smile to dance across his lips. They'll be here a little longer than intended, but that's okay. That's worth it.
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(send me a character or pairing and i'll generate a random word and write you a drabble!)
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grab that toothbrush dattebayo
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