#thanks for the request!! <3333

[gojosattoru]

★ GOJO SATORU HEADERS AND ICONS ★ -> requested by @kanalover Hope you like it! For better resolution for the header, you can download 1.download on this link! 2.download on this link! 3.download on this link! Thank you for your request honey!

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[harveyverse]

Could you make some art of Sodapop and Darry pretty please?

hell yeah 🤭

they 💞💞💞💞

[batterycows]

!!! Can I request some silly bkdk trying to out-boyfriend each other, or just hanging out? ^^ I love your art!!

I happened to have already been working on this and I figured it fit the prompt perfectly lmao

[llumimoon]

No one asked for these I just wanted to draw them LMAO anyways have a cute lil Normal and Link hanging out <3

[samsrowena]

↳ holiday GIFt requests ✧ drowley 🎁 (for @dualityofcastiel) Dean: The old Crowley, he would've come in here with hellhounds and demons, and he would have blown the roof off the joint. Now? You didn't want to fight. You wanted to talk.

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[boltlightning]

“I want you to be happy.” and Norribeth? please and thank you!

request me a drabble!

James stands at the window of the Black Pearl’s stateroom, watching the waves surge in the wake. The last Elizabeth had seen him as such, it was in a kinder light, in a better place—on the Dauntless, returning from Isla de Muerta, an engaged man with but one weight on his conscience.

Elizabeth sits at the table and examines him in glances between fussing with Jack’s ever-spinning compass. James does not resemble himself these days: Jack is relentless, and keeps James working grueling shifts to which no other crew member is subject. Repeatedly scrubbing the deck of a pirate ship in the summer sun, with naught for protection but a tattered uniform, does not become a navy officer of many years, and he does not waste his energy bearing the indignity with anything resembling pride.

This afternoon, Elizabeth has stolen him a reprieve, and he, too, spends it thinking, staring at the water, utterly still but for the rise and fall of his breath.

Abruptly he breaks the quiet. “Why do you trust him?”

“Who?”

James turns his head so she sees him in profile. The light casts him in silhouette but for the suggestion of a gleam in his eye. “Our benevolent captain; who else?”

“He’s a good man, James,” Elizabeth says shortly.

James laughs, a low and reluctant sound from the belly. At her frown, he returns a sardonic smile, and presses, “You truly believe that, don’t you?”

She narrows her eyes. “You cannot blame him for your own mistakes.”

“This is not about me. You should consider this—” he says, gesturing around the cabin, “—with more caution. Sparrow has more at stake in this deal with Davy Jones than you might realize.”

With careless ease, James pulls a chair from the table across her and drops into it. Elizabeth catches his eyes, and he holds her gaze, unwavering and with the clarity of a man long-since sober. Who is this creature before her? He is not the commodore from Port Royal, nor the drunk she scraped out of the pigpen in Tortuga.

“And you would know? Piracy alone does not make him suspect.” Elizabeth folds her arms over her chest in an absent gesture of defense. The flush across her face is from anger and embarrassment both — and something else, whatever keeps her eyes from holding his eyes any longer, keeps them flitting back to the compass.

“Yes, because we both know Jack Sparrow has never lied. Not once.”

Angrily, Elizabeth snaps, “He saved my life, you’ll recall. And Will’s. That is more I can say of you.”

“Oh, forgive me for following the law,” he says, voice dropping dangerously. “I lost everything letting them go. Everything.”

“Then what do you stand to gain here?”

“What did you stand to gain by bringing me here?”

“I could not leave you in the filth,” she says, still scowling. “You cannot think me so heartless.”

“No,” he agrees, “but I have not known you to be kind.”

Elizabeth stands so abruptly she nearly stumbles with the shifting of the ship. James does not flinch, either at the violence of her movement or to aid her balance. He stares up at her with stony intensity, his hands clenched into fists where they rest on the map table.

They stand at a stalemate. Slowly, James releases his tension. He allows his hands to relax, his shoulders to slacken. The needle of the  compass on the table wheels slowly, unceasingly.

“I do not want to be your enemy,” James says, when it is clear Elizabeth will not leave. He lifts his face, and there is something like his old, earnest compassion in his expression. “I have nothing to gain, Elizabeth, nor anything to lose. You do. Is it so unbelievable to think I want to see you survive this? That I want you to be happy?”

Something catches in her throat. She swallows hard to avoid choking on her next words. “After everything?” she asks in a small voice.

“After everything.”

He holds out his hand and rests it on the table palm up. This is not a concession—it is an offering of peace. Elizabeth hesitates, but after a moment, she steps forward, touching his palm with her fingers, feeling the familiar calluses and scars. He does not close his fingers around her hand until her palm is fully settled against his.

“Now, tell me. What’s wrong with his compass?” James asks. “Why must you navigate? Does anything on this forsaken ship work as intended?”

“At least one crew member, however reluctantly he may do so.” Elizabeth shoots a sideways glance at James, who snorts and rolls his eyes. “No, I must confess, I don’t understand it myself.”

She gathers the compass in her other hand, tilting it to catch the light. For a moment, just a moment, she swears the needle flickers towards the man across the table. Then it returns to its stuttering course towards Davy Jones’ heart.

[eclairmeow]

send blue printed png of netherwart

oh!!!

[jwoongz]

Hongseok ✦ Sparkling Night MCountdown 220210 for @yongbonk

[tonberry-yoda]

FOREHEAD KISSES FROM CASSIDY FOREHEAD KISSES FROM CASSIDY FOREHEAD KISSES FROM- *fucking faints*

Shenanigans aside, CONGRATS ON THE 1.5K (is the count right tho?) BERRYYYY <33333333

Forehead Kisses - Cole Cassidy

notes - OMFG YESSS HE IS SO PERFECT FOR THIS PROMPT FOR REALSIES!!! And thank you so much! You're so fun to interact with and I am so happy that you found my account and we're moots. I love you so much my dude <3 word count - 186 ~~BUY ME A KO-FI (COMMISIONS ARE OPEN)~~

"Cole, I'm home!!" You hung up your jacket on the coat rack and slipped off your shoes with a bright smile on your face. You ran into the living room, nearly slipping because of your socks and found Cassidy laying on the couch shirtless, watching TV.

"Hey pumpkin." He smiled when he saw you and nearly lost his breath when you pounced on him, landing on his lap. "How was your day?" he asked, running his hands through your hair.

"It was good! Busy, but I'm just happy to see you."

"Yeah? That's good."

You played with his beard before hugging around his shoulders and he pressed a big kiss to your forehead.

You giggled and he just kept pressing kiss after kiss until you buried your face in the crook of his neck and said all muffled, "I love you so much, Cole."

"Well I love you more, pumpkin."

You looked at him offended and giggled when he snuck another kiss onto your forehead.

"C'mere." He pulled you down on the couch with him and the two of you cuddled while watching a movie together.

~~~~~

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2023 @tonberry-yoda – do not repost or claim ANY of my work as your own! likes, reblogs, and comments are not only welcome, but appreciated

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[ghostinghome]

Hiiii i just found out about your blog today and i love your art sm <333 (dont mind me spam liking and rbing aha)

I wanna request a tiny ryusui and tsukasa together bc they've been rotating in my mind all day!

Hope you have a nice day/night!

WAHHH THANK YOU :333 i dont mind the spam I AM SO GRATEFUL

here are the two silly guys :333 i need to actually draw them someday

[gojosattoru]

★ HUA CHENG & XIE LIAN ICONS ★ -> requested by @cursedinumaki 💖~ Heya sweetie I hope you like them and they are to your liking ^^ ! Thank you for your request!

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[dumplingsjinson]

Hello 🧡 would you mind doing prompts for best friends fake dating ( one of Them is famous)

List of “story time: I’m fake dating my famous best friend” prompts

“I am not fake dating you for some media stunt, dude. No way.” “Please! Come on— you’re the only one I can trust with this and you’re the one who knows me best. It’s only a month! A month, and then we can break up. Just— please? I need this. I need you.” 

“Did you seriously just write up a fucking fake dating contract? And no kissing as one of the main clauses? That’s not okay!” “Well, I’m not negotiating that. Take it or leave it.” 

“Oh God, they’re here,” Character B groans, pulling Character A close to them. “I’m sorry, I know we said no kissing but this is urgent. Please don’t be mad at me after this,” they add, and before Character A could respond, Character B’s press their lips against theirs, silencing any further protests they may have on the tip of their tongue.

“You know what? This is good. My parents have always loved you; have always advocated for us to date.” “…What?” 

From “Like I’d actually fall for you, that’s gross” to “Have you always been this beautiful or am I like, actually falling in love?” 

“Your manager doesn’t seem too happy…” “Yeah, well, maybe we shouldn’t have taken it that far. In public. It’s bad for PR.” “I guess scandals will do you good?” “Not when it’s that scandalous.” 

“What are you doing?” “Acting like I’m in love. I’m an actor/actress, after all. It’s in the job description.” “But is this really just an act?”

“You’re good at pretending. But of course, that’s part of your job description,” Character A mumbles, eyeing the cameras pointing their way as they walk down the red carpet, with Character B’s arm wrapped around their waist, almost as if it belongs there. “And what if I told you this isn’t me pretending?” Character B asks quietly, while waving at a camera. They glance at Character A. “What if I told you I was never pretending?” 

“Why the fuck does everyone think you wear the pants in the relationship?” “Maybe because I give off that vibe to the general public? I mean… Look at you.” “Shut the fuck up before I fake a break up with you in front of the media—”

“This is starting to feel more and more realistic…” 

[maiamars]

Sketch request! How about that seal with the cone? I think it's the one terrorizing locals for years now. Forgot where it's from but i love him😭

my dearest neil the seal <333333

[firsttraintovictoriaville]

@fandomgeeknerd asked for the letter N with NM + NV for the mini fic ask and here it is! Mild angst, atomic radiation, 99% chance of inaccurate science/

There was a joke somewhere there; of aliens, Roswell, Area 51. It was the kind of joke that was so easy to make that everyone thought it had already been told before which resulted in no one telling it. Other than New Mexico and Nevada themselves.

New Mexico walked through the dark hallways of the Statehouse. Like everything in the shared areas of the Statehouse, the darkness was the result of compromises not working and one side (those who preferred complete darkness to sleep) winning and the other side having to get used to it or invest in an adult night light. New Mexico wished that he and the others, on the light on in the hallway team had won. In the dark, everything about him became obvious; he walked with his finger pointed out as the green light that it emitted led the way. His whole body glowed a dulled light green as if he was a kitschy Halloween skull from 1997.

He arrived at the kitchen and found that it was already glowing. Nevada was there, his body not fully glowing but the green light stronger where it did glow- his arms, his legs, a mushroom cloud sketched onto his face like a 2012 Marina and the Diamonds groupie. "Hey, want some water?" Nevada held up his official glass, the palm of his hand causing an illuminating effect. It was beautiful, if you didn't think about the cost it took to achieve it.

"Orale, don't you know that can cause an explosion to happen even quicker?" New Mexico grabbed his glass from the cabinet and took the water pitcher from Nevada and poured.

"Oh no, definitely haven't been there done that." Nevada rolled his eyes as New Mexico and him burst out laughing, mouths wide open revealing glowing green tongues and perfectly laminated veneers.

[samsrowena]

↳ holiday GIFt requests ✧ billiewena 🎁 (for @supersapphical) Rowena: And now you'll take me?

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[polaroidcats]

w ur self professed tag line!! but lynx’s paws r rlly stealing the show :)

the murder mittens really are the stars of the show, but i am also obsessed with my v confused look haha!!! <333

[cc: @lynxindisguise, @plecotusauritus]