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the-enby-trash · 10 months
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PLEASE READ!!!
My name is Demi! And I created this account to focus more on my favourite fandoms! I have a separate account (@enby-killjoy) that focuses on my favourite music/bands.
THIS blog is for my fandoms and any fanfics I make (or find and love)!
I'm a non-binary pansexual person who uses THEY/THEM pronouns.
FANDOMS:
The Owl House
9-1-1 (both original AND Lone Star)
Brooklyn Nine-Nine
Criminal Minds
Feel free to send in any asks! I'll try and answer most of them. I'll post rules and guidelines for fanfic requests soon!
DNI:
IF UNDER 17, HOMOPHOBIC, TRANSPHOBIC, RACIST, PAEDOPHILE ETC.
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treasure-hwa · 2 years
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omg heyyy saturno!! feels like i haven't talked to u in a while!! hope you're well <33
wanted to leave an ask for the ask game :p 🍒 hehe
Hello!! We haven't actually, but I've been thinking a lot about your teacher!reader story! Hope you're well too <3 thanks for the ask!
🍒 which is better- a down to earth, comfortable love or an exciting, butterflies in your stomach type of love?
In my opinion, definitely a down to earth, comfortable love! I crave it ksjsksk
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sagee-sketches · 9 months
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BACK WITH A NEW FIXATION LETS GOOO
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deoidesign · 1 month
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A short comic I made for an anthology
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nqctar · 2 months
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super stressed
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이찬영 / anton lee ★
pairings: cg! anton lee x f!little reader. genre: sfw age regression, fluff. synopsis: cg!anton comforts his stressed little after they become too overwhelmed with college. warnings: nonsexual usage of 'daddy.' no major warnings apply. dni: you sexualize little space. requested by @graceslittlecorner ♥︎
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"oh my god," you mumble. "i'm losing my mind." there are homework papers scattered everywhere on your desk and the floor, textbooks stacked on top of each other lay dangerously close to the edge, and the study music you put on loop hours ago started sounding like nails on a chalkboard a few minutes ago.
you weren't usually this unorganized when studying, but midterms were scarily close. everything college related was going good so far, and you were terrified of messing it up.
it had been weeks since you regressed. you felt as if you had no time to do so, and a part of you convinced yourself that you needed to give anton a break. anton on the other hand, was concerned. he subtly tried to get you to regress by putting on cartoons while you two sat in the living room, and "accidentally" leaving your stuffie lulu on the bed with your paci next to it. unfortunately, his attempts were futile.
while lost in thought, you hear a knock and out of the corner of your eye you see anton peeking in, pushing a few books you threw by the door out of the way as he opens it.
"hi love, i brought you some fruit." his tone is sweet, you notice he's speaking to you in his caregiver voice. you smile at him and whisper a 'thank you,' as he sets the bowl on an empty spot on your desk. "how's studying going?" you look at the mess of homework and books everywhere and let out a sigh. "perfectly fine! i have everything under control."
anton can tell that you're feeling overwhelmed. even though he wants to cuddle you and help you slip, he doesn't know if now is a good time to ask.
while trying to reorganize things, you realize one of your homework papers is now missing. you start shoving things off your desk and try your best to not start crying. tears cloud your eyes and you can feel a lump in your throat. "where the hell did i just put my homework?" you whine, letting your tears fall.
anton watches you silently, wondering what's going on.
"is something wrong, bunny?" that nickname sets you off. you didn't want to be big and deal with stupid tests or homework anymore. you wanted your daddy.
tears begin falling down your face faster than you realize, and before you know it anton's cradling you in his arms. "you're okay, just breathe." he says, running his fingers through your hair. "what's wrong baby, hm?" his voice is laced with concern, he knows what’s going on but chooses to let you tell him first.
“so stressed about everything, daddy…” you mumble into his chest. he places a kiss on the top of your head and coos. “i’m sorry things have been so hard for you, babygirl.” anton runs his fingers through your hair in an attempt to soothe your sobs.
“you know you can tell daddy anything, right?” he whispers to you. “any problem big or small, and i’ll help you the best i can.” you look up at him through teary eyes, a slight blush appearing on your face.
you pout. “didn’t wanna bother you. you’re too busy.” anton shakes his head no, and smiles softly at you. “i’m never too busy to take care of my baby. daddy is always gonna be here whenever you need me.” anton wipes a few fallen tears out of your face and then in one motion, scoops you into his arms.
“don’t worry about your homework for now. let’s take a nap, hm?” you nod your head, making a babbling noise in agreement.
anton lies down in bed with you, letting you rest your head against his chest. his heartbeat is almost like a sweet melody. it lulls you to sleep almost immediately.
anton, on the other hand, stays perfectly still as to not wake you. you hadn’t gotten proper sleep in days because of your studies. he hums to you as you drift off and rocks you gently in his arms. it’s the most serene you’ve felt in weeks, all thanks to him.
through sleepy eyes and a quiet voice, you whisper an “i love you,” to anton. right before you drift off to sleep, you hear his voice.
“i love you too, baby. sleep well.”
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coconi · 1 year
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I just finished Tulin's storyline and excuse me while I bawl about this game further cementing the fact that Revali made himself a Champion. He was no descendant of an ancient Sage nor did he have a loving family to train him (that we know of). There was no power destined to be his: he crafted his own version of wind control without any support or spiritual guidance and excelled at it and then he and the other Champions went into battle without the special helms, without a sacred tear/charm to further enhance his abilities, without the certainty of two rulers (and a sage from the future) with god-like powers that could back them up if things went awry. Because of this, the original Sages survived where the Champions did not.
Revali was doomed from the start and if he'd known he would've still honed his craft and piloted Medoh with his beak held high and I am in shambles about it
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dolls-quill · 8 months
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Recovery, Recourse.
The next time this one opens its eyes, it finds itself back inside, surrounded by the other Dolls. They're fast asleep, it feels from the gentle tik-cliks of their Devices. It's afraid to move, in fear of waking the ones around it.
.....Fear? Oh, no. No, no no. The others are understanding if they're accidentally woken by another Doll. Something is..... Wrong. This one needs to find its Witch, and hope she can help.
It slowly works its way out of the Doll-pile, making a note of the time as this one passes the pendulum clock by the door. Just past four in the morning.
.....It hopes the Witch isn't sleeping, for once.
It wanders the halls, peering room to room, until it reaches its Witch's study. She seems to be busy at her desk..... Normally, it would probably chide her for staying up so late, but..... there are more pressing matters at hand, at the moment. The chiding can come later.
"M-Mistress? This one is..... worried about something." it finds itself speaking from the doorway. "Sage? Oh, goodness. Up so soon, darling?" the Witch jumps in her seat, looking up from the books she was so intently focused on just before.
".....As much as it wishes it were still asleep, this one's..... found itself feeling its old emotions again. And it was hoping to see if you could possibly do something to change that." Sage fidgets where it stands, examining it's shoes. "Ah... I see. Come here, darling, please. I can't do much with you all the way over there."
The Doll slowly makes its way over to its Witch, standing just in front of her desk. "Over here, silly. I can't help you if you have a desk in the way." She pulls out a stool and adjusts it for Sage to sit on comfortably. It walks around and lightly sits on the stool, crossing its legs as it fidgets more. "Look at me, please." This one returns its gaze to its Witch, unable to keep the fear bubbling up again.
"Oh, Sage, darling... You needn't be fearful around me, I promise. You're in safe hands with me." Her Witch gently cups her hands underneath Sage's chin. "I.... It can't help itself. Don't wanna feel like that, but can't help but feel so." She rests her thumbs over its lips, softly cooing. "Relax, my Doll. It'll be over in just a moment. Close your eyes, and count to three." Sage follows her words, its eyes fluttering shut.
It barely gets to two when this one feels the Witch's gentle kiss to its brow, and everything but her touch seems to fade away.
"Now... Sage, my dearest? How are you feeling?" she moves her thumbs away, but keeps her hands in place. "It..... It feels better now. Everything else has melted away, the troubles bothering this one." A faint smile graces its lips, the worries a thing of the past and gone. Its Witch smiles before giving another forehead kiss. "Good, good." she smiles again, and the Doll feels its Device click faintly in its chest.
"This one does have a minor bone to pick with you, Mistress. Don't you know what time it is? How long have you been up? Have you slept at all?" Sage gently pokes its Witch's chest, just under the collarbone. "Oh! Oh, heavens. I got lost in my research again. I really must get a clock in here..." she goes wide-eyed at her Doll's questionings. "That is something for the Dolls to worry about. This one is in charge of making sure you get to bed. Whatever you had planned for tomorrow is in this one's more than capable hands." it smiles as it stands, tugging on its Witch's arm to bring her to the Doll-pile it left half an hour before.
"Alright, alright, Sage," she chuckles quietly. "You needn't fret, darling. I trust you to handle it."
"This one knows~" it smiles again. "That's why it said what it said."
"Cheeky." its Witch laughs.
The two of them reach the bedroom, and the Doll gestures inside. "The other Dolls are still sound asleep, but this one is sure they won't mind being joined by you, Mistress." it folds its hands into its lap as it gives a gentle bow, its Witch walking inside and removing her hat.
Sage closes the door behind her with a gentle snik and goes on its way to start its Witch's tasks for the day.
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comicfive · 16 days
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my favorite color! and the fourth moodboard of the night! green! 🌈
Pastel Green
Moodboard 🍏
(colors included: white, green. paci inclusion!)
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-- Green! 💚
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kingspacebar · 7 months
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Pokemon XY are extraordinarily important to me, and its crazy that they were released 10 years ago… even crazier is how much I've evolved in that time, but my love for Pokemon stays just as strong
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sageisnice · 5 months
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Prompt 1: Flat color
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Basically the whole reason why I haven't beaten Pantheon of Hollownest yet.. oof :(
this is basically how I already draw, no shading or highlights, just blank feeling.. also don't worry about the rest looking good or not.. I'm gonna try and do more cell shading along with highlights soon.. I'll start doing them once we get to those prompts..
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vadapega · 8 months
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Drawpile Sketch dump
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Monica from @cyanroxanne's Cosmogelica
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Honker Honkster and @pixy-pie's character Autumn doing the "Treat" bit from the SAGExpo 2023 Pre-Stream
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Michael from @thegamedawg's Cubenen Gardens
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Bun from @sharb's Bun'N'Gun
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guiltypandas · 4 months
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is their an Eggman in your warriorcats au?
Yes, there is! Meet Scrambledfur!
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Scrambledfur was a River Colony healer, but really did some awful things as one. From not really caring for sickly cats to faking prophecies and omens to get a corrupt leader in power, he was in no way a good healer. The only thing keeping him in the colony was that he was an astonishingly good healer, just never used his skills to help the colony, only to help with whatever he wanted. Hence, why he went in the Dark Forest.
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Here's some of his main family members!
(from left to right after Scrambledfur: Clearslate (Mr. Tinker), Dawnmouse (Belle), Rubypaw (Sage), Paledove (Gerald), Sweetpaw (Maria), Goosestorm (GUN Commander HELPP ), and Tallshadow (Shadow)).
They are all not very fond of him. All of them dont have good memories with him. But hey, at least he's dead and totally not haunting anyone, right?
Right??? Hahahah.
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skelligiri · 1 year
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Runs in the family.
Have another Sonic the hedgehog picture! Going to tag this as a spoiler because of Sage, just in case. I enjoyed Sonic Frontiers so much!!
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mazeppafanart · 10 months
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Father, who are these people??
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dukeoftheblackstar · 9 months
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Lazy Headcanons (feel free to share yours)
I really like the idea of lazy headcanons for muses. It can be intimate or just their plain guilty pleasure wherein nothing (apart from work and emergencies) would ever pry them off it.
Plo Koon:
Plo Koon's thirst for knowledge is probably as thirsty as I am for him (and puzzles). If he's down with a good book that's really got him hooked of something his centuries of season haven't stumbled across, he's not above having to raise a finger and make you wait till he finishes the last remaining pages or just so until he can reread the section of that got him really hooked or confused.
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I'd like to think Plo (at least my version of Plo) is also into puzzles and board games like chess, checkers, game of the generals (kekekke) and such. He's got about 1238912839128391 ways to make a move but would ponder so heavily on that one killer shot and wouldn’t really pay much attention to you but wouldn acknowledge your presence with "Mmmms...." and "I see."
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This isn't much of a headcanon because it is canon when he handed of C-3PO to Wolffe.
He'd happily pass having you entertained by someone else if he's not interested or if he's about to indulge in some solo-reading bonanza or would rather not be interrupted on any of his personal wind-down activities.
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Meditation is a must for our Baran Do Sage Master Jedi short King ♥ I HC that he'll write a note over the door of his chambers just so his boys know not to invite him in the usual 104th foolishness at least for the day. No sign means they're welcome to barge in (hopefully not as this worries Plo so much that his boys will eventually ingest so much Dorin gas they'd get sick. But has not the heart to lock up because boys are like cats clawing at the door when Buir has been in there far too long) while sign means Wolffe has to have extra headaches today.
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Plo Koon requires little management when it comes to nourishing himself because he's tapped so much into the force it basically nourishes him. But in times when he can actually indulge in consuming food, he really savors and enjoys it. Given he does this in his private chambers, but who's to say he's not doing it all soaked in a bubble bath with scented candles and some good tunes? ♥
He has an old phonograph-like device handed down from generations to generations. A Koon phonograph from his father's father's father's.
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And in the event that the Wolves are indeed persistent (as there is no 'Meditating on-going sign') and are so adamant to check on whether Plo Koon is still alive, he will do little to no protest and just be in his tub with a tray over, Dorin delicacies with his mask off and assure the boys that he is not depressed, sad, troubled, annoyed at them, ill, or anything apart from his best self.
He does this in his most very tired dad-voice and is all "Yes, yes, Commander Wolffe, I am unharmed. I simply wish to eat my dinner in peace." He sighs as the rest of the Wolves puff up trying to not inhale Dorin gas and Wolffe tries, tries, to do the same.
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Comet passed out on the floor and Sinker and Boost about to panic and sound the alarm.
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Warthog quietly picking a morsel from Plo's plate.
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nqctar · 3 months
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hi! thank u for doing cg!riize fics/imagines justice 🥺 i love everything you've put out so far 🫶🏻🫶🏻 can i request headcanons as to how cg!anton would put his little to sleep when he/she is too hyper nearing bedtime? tysm!! looking forward to it!!
tysm for requesting this!
이찬영 / anton lee ★
pairings: cg! anton lee x f!little reader. genre: sfw age regression, fluff. warnings: nonsexual usage of 'daddy' no major warnings apply. dni: if you sexualize little space.
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you for the most part hate having a bedtime
and anton knows this!
…but you can’t stay up until 4 am seven days a week, it’s just not healthy
so it’s probably one of the few things cg!anton is strict about
doesn’t mean you’re gonna listen to him though!
you know it’s closer to your bedtime when anton starts helping you pick your toys up
he smiles at you, knowing you’re about to throw a fit
“let’s go to sleep, baby.”
“don’t want to daddy!” you pout. anton mouthed your words as you spoke, knowing you’d run the same line you’ve already given him 100 times before
when you get sassy, he’s gonna get sassier
“you can’t make me go to bed!”
“fine! but when you're walking around like a zombie tomorrow, don't say i didn't try to stop you..”
“you're such a meanie.”
his eyes wander around the room, making a show of ignoring the way you’re pouting at him
at some point he tries bribing you with your paci, and you almost fall for it!
but then you decide to not let anton win yet. so you start running around the living room, alternating between singing and making airplane noises (mainly to annoy anton)
it's way past your bedtime by now, and anton's getting a tad bit frustrated as you show no signs of wanting to slow down
"can you please stop running, baby?" he asks you, tone still patient as ever.
"NOPE! NEVER!"
and then you start throwing pillows at him
anton is sooooo done at this point
realizes he has to stop you once you start yelling "hey anton!"
& you know it's serious when his voice gets "louder" (heavy on the quotation marks, he would literally never raise his voice at you)
"y/n, it's past your bedtime. i need you to stop running around." the seriousness in his voice makes you stop in your tracks
you pout and mope all the way to the bathroom, even ignoring anton when he tries to hold your hand
which makes him feel bad for "scolding" you
he helps you go through your night routine, making sure to give you lots of kisses and call you pretty names!
carries you all the way to your shared bedroom, and then he helps you pick out a comfy pair of pjs!! which he just so happens to have a matching set of :D
anton would pull you close to his chest once you two are settled in bed and then kiss your forehead
"you're so pretty, baby" he'd whisper to you, with the pet name + compliment making your cheeks flush. you smile and curl into him some more.
"sorry for not listening, daddy."
anton starts humming to you quietly, a sure way of getting you to fall asleep.
"it's okay, angel. just sleep now, hm?"
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this ended up being longer than i thought it would be, sorry! i hope you like it though and tysm for requesting <3
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