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bonzoobel · 1 year

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i am not immune to mb+tellus post fugitive telemetry shenanigans and NEITHER ARE YOU!!!

#thank u all for the really really sweet tags on the last post #please send more thoughts and feelings on this ridiculous duo #it makes me so happy ^_^#ANYWAY THERE WILL BE MORE OF THIS. i have a whole other half of a sketchpage to digitalize #feel free 2 leave requests/ideas for this duo too and ill make an attempt #ijust love them SO MUCH #the murderbot diaries #tmbd #tellus #murderbot #:3c theyr sooooo<3

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poltergeist-coffee · 10 months

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Can I request for Misclick duo taking juanaflippa trick or treating? I love your art btw ❤️❤️❤️

#slimeriana #fliporiana #juanaflippa #misclick duo #🎨 my art #thank you for the request!!#aknjchjhksn i got super excited about it haha #i gave them matching costumes because i thought it would be cute >:3c #its more halloween less trick or treating but i hope that’s okay

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ladsofsorrow24 · 4 months

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commission link -> x

#akiden #hayakawa aki #denji #チェンソーマン #アキデン #ladsofsorrow24 #commission art #yeah this one... so fun to draw #i know the perspective kinda wonky but fuck it dude it's my first time drawing something this cool #thank you so much anita for commissioning me to draw this :'3c #i really miss drawing these two but i just... don't have the inspirations #somehow when i get this request tho... it really get me pumped up #so yeah... money is a good motivation #but also i think i just need other aficionado to help me #anyway if you want akiden art from me feel free to commission me >:D #or just any ship you want i'll do my best

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automatonknight · 2 years

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For the requests!! You could do Benny and Yes Man together :] maybe scheming maybe just hanging out

#HI PIA...very fun request thank you!! :3c #art #doodle #sketch #fanart #fallout #fnv #fallout new vegas #yes man #yes man fnv #fnv yes man #benny fnv #fnv benny

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moullyy · 2 months

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Almost forgot to post 🍳 Happy April fools or something lalala

#mono's art #bbs #banana bus squad #h2o delirious #cartoonz #deadsquirrel #I am working on the requests!!!!! thanks to those who actually sent some :3c #anyways #this was a question between me and my siblings... who would win in a fight between delirious and squirrel? HELQP

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kowtownart · 1 year

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Hi friend!! Very simple request…Ingo with glasses. hehe 💚

Gasp!! Hi bestie! You know how much i love the train man too~ :3c

Gave him a pair with one of those chains that librarians have, hehehe, makes it a lot less likely to lose them!

Plus one without glasses so you can see his pretty eyes! :3

#disastrouslyyours #thanks for the request!#ingo #warden ingo #hisuian sneasel #pokemon #pkmn #art for friends #kowtownart #my art #warden ingo my belovedddd #somethin about that little goatee of his hehehehe :3c

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sentaichurchill · 9 months

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Sorry to bug you but could you draw Rosa with the Honduran flag!! It’s my job as the only Honduran ever to make sure every Latin American character from Hondurans 😤😤😤

:3

#goodbye volcano high #gvh #gvh rosa #thanks for requesting !!! :3c #artists on tumblr #trans artist

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spoiledleaff · 11 months

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Ooooh! can we can 12: "I can't believe you're this innocent" with Mountain and Water Dew? ♥♥♥

ahh!! moon, my beloved!! i'm absolutely screaming about this prompt! and with water dew on top of it all?? hohoho!! >:3c

explicit ✿ ftm he/him mountain + water dewdrop ✿ wc ; 564. terminology here includes clit + pussy/cunt!

It was hot, simmering even. The 'dog days of summer' have quickly evolved into the 'ghoul days of summer' as even the sins of air have been seen melting into piles of exhausted goo. Metaphorically speaking, of course.

Mountain just wanted to dip his claws in the pond, honest. The sun had dipped down below the horizon, but the sun-kissed land still boiled with humidity and heat.

...maybe that was why it was so easy for Dewdrop to pounce on him, his trouser already unlaced and his core bare to the world.

Dewdrop - as naked as the day he was summoned - wastes no time in seating his bare cunt over Mountain's heat. Their heavy clits rub together, and Mountain's vaguely aware of the way his tail is swirling by the pond's edge. The water's sin laughs, breathless and lilting, as he observes Mountain's bug-eyed expression at the way Dewdrop's grinding his dampness against Mountain's core.

"Wh-what are you doing...?" Mountain manages to huff out, his large hands instinctively reaching up to grasp tightly at Dewdrop's gyrating hips.

"Drowning a sailor," his siren's brow raises as a predatory grin stretches at his lips, "what's it look like I'm doing, Dirty Boy?"

"Grinding on my cock." Mountain answers, admirably straight faced despite the naked image of blasphemous fucking himself over his clit.

Those sinful hips stutter in their pace, and it takes Dewdrop a moment before his head tilts backwards. His silvered locks sway as his entire body flutters with his laughter. Even the fins sprouting from his ribcage seem to laugh with his body. Mountain's mesmerized.

"I can't believe you!" Dewdrop rasps, and Mountain can see the back of his throat from how hard he's laughing. "Imagine me swimming in my quaint little pond, and all of a sudden, this handsome little treat of a sailor just waltzes by. Scantily clothed, no less."

"I just wanted to take a dip-"

"Fully dressed?" Dewdrop cuts in. His hips have picked up their pace again, but it's more a gentle rocking as opposed to the intense gyrating from before. Mountain's clit throbs at the motion nonetheless. "You were going to cool off in this heat... fully dressed?"

"Y...yes?" Mountain mumbles, his face bright red despite the suspicious look in his eyes. "I wasn't expecting to get jumped by a siren, however."

Dewdrop laughs again, those midnight claws scratching gently at Mountain's stomach, finding purchase in the fuzzy skin. His hips slam forward harshly, and Mountain's breath hitches in his throat as Dewdrop fucks his slick cunt over Mountain's erection in earnest.

"I can't believe you're this fucking innocent. That, or perhaps just naïve." Dewdrop purrs. Those spindly arms of his trail back to grasp over Mountain's splayed thighs, giving him proper leverage to rub his wet heat over the entirety of Mountain's throbbing arousal. "I guess it's up to me to drown you in sin then."

(...Mountain wouldn't be able to return to the Abbey grounds in time for his smoke date with Zephyr. In fact, he wouldn't be able to walk properly for another full day. The poor earth's sin barely wobbling back to the Ministry just as the sun would begin to dip beneath the horizon. He could feel the way Dewdrop's eyes trailed after him like a predator who spared it's prey. Although, 'spared' might be a bit of a strong word.)

#moon kissed flowers #mountain ghoul #dewdrop ghou #water ghoul dewdrop #THE SAILOR AND THE SIREN TROPE WILL FOREVER STICK WITH ME WHEN IT COMES TO THESE TWO OKAY?#I LOVE THEM ;;w;;#thank you for this prompt love! :D #i had a lot of fun hehe! >:3c #spoiled writing #ghost band #ghost #nameless ghouls #the nameless ghouls #the band ghost #ficlet #smut writing #fic request #smut prompts

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honeydots · 9 months

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If you want another prompt: ❛ because i care about you, okay? ❜ Leokumi

"Because I care about you, okay?" 1.2k, leokumi (background xanlow) from this ask game

Takumi is sick in Nohr, and he hates it.

He’s laying here, in one of their hugely fluffy Nohrian beds, wrapped in blankets and feeling gross. He was already cold, but now he’s shivering, and the air tastes weird. It’s an all around bad experience. He’d rather be sick anywhere else.

Leo’s decided to just hang out with him while he’s dying here, for whatever reason, working on something on a desk near Takumi’s bed. It’s seriously embarrassing enough that everyone knows Takumi got sick, Leo doesn’t have to stick around and watch him roll through the covers miserably.

That’s exactly what Takumi’s doing, too. He groans, and he flops onto his side, as if facing the left will make him any less sick than facing the right might. “I knew I shouldn’t have eaten that weird fruit,” he mumbles, pulling his knees closer to his chest.

Last night, Takumi had a typical Nohrian dinner—which is to say it was pretty damn atypical for Takumi’s tastes. And ultimately it was fine, just not what he’s used to, but there was this one thing. A Nohrian fruit with a skin covered in bumps to peel off, that was mushy and sweet to eat. And he didn’t hate that either, but he had a bad feeling about it.

“We don’t know it was the food, you know,” Leo comments, obviously not working and rather eying Takumi with his legs crossed. Takumi squints at him.

“I ate it, and now I feel sick. What part of that doesn’t point to the food?”

Leo shrugs at him, of all things. It isn’t Takumi’s fault Leo fed him something weird. Takumi shuffles more under the blankets, feeling just as gross but also moody.

Leo, still not working on whatever it is he’s working on, leans forward in his chair. “Have you been able to stomach anything I gave you?” he asks. Takumi frowns, and he glances over at the plate of food Leo offered earlier. Much more simple stuff, easy grains and soup. Takumi sighs.

“Kind of,” he says. “The crackers were okay.” His stomach is in complete knots, and those were basically the only things that didn’t make it worse. But he can’t say he has an appetite anyway.

Leo hums. “The water?”

“Don’t want it.” Which makes Leo frown.

“Not even a sip?”

“Later, okay, I don’t want to vomit.” Mostly Takumi doesn’t want to have to sit up to drink it, actually. Leo gives him such a look, too, like he knows. Takumi gives him a look right back. “What’s with you?”

Leo raises an eyebrow. “How do you mean?”

“You’re being pushy.” Which doesn’t seem to bother Leo as much as Takumi would’ve liked it to. Annoying. “Go somewhere else. I don’t get why you’re sitting in here with me.”

Leo, pretty pointedly, does not get up. “Because I care about you. Or is that not allowed?” he says, which is also annoying. Leo turns to his work, still clearly not intending to leave, and then glances back to Takumi. “Just drink the water.”

Takumi scrunches his nose. But he’s too sick to think of a retort, so he shuffles up onto his forearms and finally takes his drink. And yeah, it’s nice, whatever. It doesn’t cure him or anything. But it’s about as tolerable as the crackers were.

It’s almost more irritating that Leo doesn’t give Takumi a haughty look, but instead just an average one. “You should probably sleep, too.”

Takumi scoots back into the covers. “I’m too tired to sleep.”

“Interesting. Any other hypocrisies you’d like to share?”

It’s a lot easier to deal with Leo when he’s being himself. “You’re such a pain.” Takumi barely knows what to do otherwise. Especially while he’s sick—which is also why Leo’s being weird, for sure, so this is just a useless situation all around.

Takumi does mean it when he says he’s too tired to sleep. It won’t work, plainly, he’s just stuck staring at the ceiling feeling miserable. He’d love to pass out and get better so then hopefully Leo will stop being nice to him because it’s intolerable—but he’s stuck conscious.

So, he flips around again, and also flips his pillow, and tries to look at the papers on Leo’s desk. “What are you working on, even?” he asks. Leo looks his way briefly, then sighs, finishing a sentence before he puts his quill down.

“It’s for Camilla,” he explains, rubbing his fingers absently. “It’s this orphanage program she’s trying to put forward. I’m giving her some financial estimates.”

Takumi blinks. “Oh yeah?” Takumi wouldn’t have guessed, exactly, but that’s not unexpected for Camilla. Leo nods.

“She’s always been interested in developing one. But… Ever since Siegbert was born, she’s just been—I don’t know. I wouldn’t call it baby fever, but it’s something similar.” And then Leo starts working again, just like that.

Takumi guesses it is pretty significant to have a baby around the palace. People were freaking out when Shiro was born, Takumi included. He’s still kind of freaking out about that. It’s been a little while now, though.

“Their other kid is close, right?” Takumi asks, then elaborates more. “Your brother and Laslow's.” Takumi’s met Siegbert a few times, and he’s cute, but it felt like he’d barely been around long before it was announced they were having another. Takumi doubts Ryoma’s going to have more, since Shiro’s already a rascal as a not-even-one year old. But Siegbert’s been calm whenever Takumi’s met him, so. Maybe that spurred them on.

“Quite,” Leo says. He looks away, out towards the door. “I wonder if you’ll be here when it’s born.”

Kids are something that seem really far away from Takumi. He’s too sick to even think about it long. It was crazy enough to suddenly have a nephew. There’s a weird way things have felt like they’re moving both faster and slower, now that there isn’t a war to worry about. And to be honest, Takumi’s not in the mood to go fast.

Leo tilts his head, looking thoughtful. “You know. I think Laslow might’ve gotten sick when he ate that fruit for the first time,” he says. “Maybe it’s something you acquire a tolerance to.”

Takumi, feeling right but way too sick to appreciate it, huffs. “Don’t feed it to me again, then.”

“You only gain tolerance by repeating the process, you know.”

“What if I’m just allergic? I don’t want it,” Takumi says back, not eager to experience this stomachache again. “I’m not sure I liked it enough to really want to try, anyway.”

Leo gives him a ghost of a grin, then gets back into his financial whatever. “I really think you should sleep,” he says. Takumi buzzes his lips and pulls the covers over him more.

“Yeah, yeah,” he says, mind getting foggier by the second. He might be too tired not to sleep now, thank goodness. “Wake me up when the baby’s born.”

And—it’s kind of nice. The last thing Takumi hears before he drifts off is Leo’s light chuckle, and the sounds of quill on paper.

And he really, seriously, barely even thinks about the kid stuff.

#thank you for the request!!! i hope you like it hehe #i know u also sent in that xanlow one before this but i decided i wanted to finish on xanlow so im gonna do that one tomorrow~#or possibly wednesday since my semester begins tomorrow and i have less classes on wednesday than tuesday #BUT it's comin. its comin. im cookin.#dfjsdjfskdf anyway to talk about THIS fic #sickfic!!! sickfic!!!#and bg xanlow cause. i said so.#dfjskdfjs #just a little thang. little chat. i love aimless chats they make me gooey #anywho thank u again~~!! this was fun and im excited to do the last one :3c #dots writing games #dots answers asks #antivanwine14

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helianskies · 6 months

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Hi! Dialogue prompt 10 for Nedport (romantic) please?

Thank you! I am in a Nedport mood as of late haha <3

haha, bet! >:D (p.s. this is the last ficlet i'm doing before the holiday ficlets appear!)

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When João doesn’t show up for work, Abel is a bit worried. As much as the other may complain (in private and away from the workplace) how much disdain he holds for the office and their colleagues, if João is not in, there are limited reasons for it. It feels a bit odd that he checks his phone and sees no message, so he drops João a text himself—a snappy, Are you OK?—and then, because he must, he continues with his work.

It is in the early afternoon that he receives a reply to his text that tells him just as plainly, in bed, bit sniffly, and while he is of course then worried, at least he has an answer. After he sends João his well wishes, it means he can properly focus on his work, right up until he shuts down his computer at five o’clock on the dot.

On his way home from work, Abel decides to make a detour.

Or, rather, a few detours.

The first place he stops by is the supermarket. There are some things he needs to buy and with a list in hand, he is able to whizz around the shop in about ten minutes flat (well, that is, before having to face the crowds around the tills). By the time he gets back to his car, it is nearing twenty-to-six.

His next stop is his own home. There’s just one thing he wants to grab from the airing cupboard upstairs, which he can then take with him to his next stop.

By now, it is six. Luckily for him, his next stop was not too far away.

With a single big (reusable!) shopping bag in hand, Abel leaves his car in the communal car park and heads off in the direction of João’s apartment.

When he goes to knock on the other’s front door, he feels bad, knowing that he might wake him, or otherwise is forcing him to walk to the door as a minimum. As his fist hovers in front of the wood, he debates it—he debates turning around, going home, surrendering—but then he thinks about João, ill, buried in a pile of tissues, probably hungry and cold… and he knows it could be a small price to pay to make him feel better.

So, he knocks. He knocks and he waits, not brave enough to look directly at the door in case it suddenly flies open and he’s met with an upset (or annoyed) João.

He waits for about half a minute, before he finds himself debating, once more, maybe I should go. He finds his feet moving before he can make any kind of counterargument. And then—

“Abel…?”

He halts. He feels stuck like a deer in headlights, fingers clutching the handles of his bag tight. He feels guilty—he feels so incredibly guilty—and he gingerly turns, to find João standing just outside his front door, drowning in layers of clothing and his nose quite red. Guilt anchors its roots only deeper.

“What are you doing here?” João asks him in the face of silence.

“I… wanted to check on you,” Abel says hesitantly. “Sorry if I’ve disturbed you…”

João, however, shakes his head. “You haven’t disturbed me,” he assures Abel. “You can come in, if you want. Have a hot drink with me? Tea? Coffee?”

“Are you sure?”

“Would I ask if I wasn’t?”

Upon receiving a smile from the other, Abel resigns. He still feels bad. But if this allows him to make sure João really is well and looking after himself, then—

“What’s in the bag?”

Abel glanced at João, then down to the bag in his hand and the items inside—the honey, the lemons, the ginger, the tissues, the sweets, the small bunch of cheerful daffodils, some simple dinner products, the extra-thick blanket he’d brought from home. His face begins to warm, and quite rapidly.

“I, um…” He takes a breath. “I brought you some things.”

“Things?” João says, his smile growing on one side. “I like ‘things’.”

“Ah— It’s nothing special,” Abel feels a need to emphasise all the same.

Yet João tells him, “You came to see me, make sure I’m okay. That’s special enough for me.”

Face well and truly warm, Abel slowly finds himself easing. João once more prompts him to go inside the apartment with him, and this time, there is no pause, no hesitation,

Over the next two hours, they have that hot drink. Abel makes João a quick dinner to help him save his energy (though João insists on supervising the cooking), and they end up settling together under that nice thick blanket as João puts a film on at Abel’s suggestion.

“Are you sure you want to stay? I don’t want you to get ill too,” the brunet says as he settles down with a box of tissues in his lap, a Dutchman at his side.

“Would I be here,” Abel returns, “if I wasn’t sure?”

João tuts and grumbles. Abel apologises, and excuses himself to go and maybe make a fresh drink before the film starts, but then the other grabs his hand and stops him before he can get up.

“Please… Stay…” João asks of him. “Stay with me…”

And how could Abel deny him? If it will make him feel better, then it is the least he can do.

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#helia writes #hws netherlands #hws portugal #nedport #hetalia #officially working on the winter prompts now :3c but i haaaad to get this one done for my sanity #so sof :3cc #thank you anon for requesting!

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op3ra · 1 year

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Activates your trap card XD may I request a Rusty :] - Mutie

cowboy rusty came to me in a vision today so this ask gets to be his vessel

#THANK U FOR ACTIVATING MY TRAP CARD i am always waiting for opportunities to draw more him #(also answering other ask soon :3c just busy)#no idea what spurred the cowboy thing btw it just happened #THANK U FOR THE ASK!!!#starlight express #art or whatever #sketch request #rusty the steam engine

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glassrunner · 2 years

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Color Palette:

anonymous asked: Nomad + PaletteC

#mirror's edge catalyst #mirror's edge nomad #mirror's edge edit #gamingedit #fuckyeahmirrorsedge #nomad #mec #~mec #~cp #~#baby baby baby <333 #thank you so much to whomever requested this!!!#i put so much effort into it haha but it felt good #he's worth it :3c #also i am willing to pay Money to anybody who will render every single scene of him as a legitimate cinematic #WHICH HE DESERVES #i WILL be self-reblogging this a lot so you've all been warned

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harbingerofskulls · 6 months

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Hi could I perchance have one or even two Mattia facts

ahhh of course of course, always... :)

not really a fact but something New that i have determined recently is her music taste. lots of dream pop/etherealwave/trip hop stuff :) (the playlist cover photo is by the incredibile crownedinmarigolds btw)

and an oldie but a goodie is that mattia is very into like. cheap trashy airport novel thrillers. she will read anything bc that's one of her main hobbies, but thrillers are just like her cup of tea. absolutely loves them. mostly reads them in italian if she can get her hands on them bc then less people can tell what shes reading lol.

#mattia faulkner #:3c THANK U and.... now i request information on ur ocs as well.

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submissivekillers · 1 year

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Bestie your tags on that meme are so fucking correct.

the stu energy radiating off the guy in the hat was simply too strong, i had 2 speak my truth

#angel talks #thank u for ur support bestie #also for ur delicious request thats in my drafts rn :3c

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a-brush-full-of-paint · 2 years

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might i please request salt and/or pepper!!!!