#Hope this is alright

[strangekiitten]

nightmare

#im bad at making edgy shit thats why I stick to cuter things 😭 #Hope this is alright #*dies a thousand deaths* #murder drones #uzi doorman #khan doorman #serial designation n #My art

[blueescreend]

could you draw a little doodle of v2 just Standing there in the bottom left corner of an otherwise blank canvas please

Sure thing

#I cant simplify help #hope this is alright #lmk if you want me to add an arm- #v2 ultrakill #ultrakill #blue asks #asks #my doodles

[bansheemakesart]

baby's first political art

"All Eyes on Rafah"

[Hard Tip Brush Pen on Line Paper]

#hope this is alright #its for a good cause #art #illustration #political art #spilled ink #all eyes on rafah #all eyes on gaza #all eyes on palestine #free rafah #rafah #gaza #palestine #free palestine #politics #us politics #world politics #yemen #south africa #ireland #usa #ink on paper #pen #pen on paper #sketch #drawing #hard tip brush pen #brush pen on paper #line paper #queer art

[itstheomen]

For @fan-maddson

As long as the job fell in line with Jason’s code, he was more then happy to go wherever he needed. His latest contract had the mercenary working protection for a woman who seemed to have been put in the crosshairs of certain bad people. As long as he was protecting her, no such danger would come to Fan. It was early morning and Jason was awake and at work. Having surveyed the perimeter and checked certain countermeasures, Jason was now in her kitchen making coffee.

#hope this is alright

[shiraishi-mai]

Strawberry Hairtie

(disclaimer: not proofread)

A few members of the Inarizaki volleyball team turn the corner to find a confession happening outside of school. It’s a classic shojou moment to witness and Atsumu, being the snoop he is, hurriedly shushes his twin and Suna.

“Please accept this!” A girl has her head bowed, pink letter thrust out and trembling.

The figure, they can’t see who it is from his back, hesitantly takes the letter and does a little awkward bow back. The girl runs off and the guy simply puts the letter in his bag and turns to the side path and walks away from them. 

A short wolfcut tied up in a ponytail and in track pants, bag carelessly slung over one shoulder is all they can make out from the distance.

Atsumu snickers and Aran materialises to hit him on the back for spying. 

“He’s kind of pretty, isn’t he?” Atsumu says. “I’m way hotter though. Where’s my confession??” 

This earns him a smack from his twin this time and a scolding about arrogance. 

Suna trails behind them, watching the sky and quickly forgetting about the whole affair. 

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It’s the next day and new assigned seats are chosen for the second term of school. Papers for an assignment to do in class are to be passed down the rows and Suna turns to find a mop of hair lying on the desk behind him. The owner of said hair is fast asleep. 

He stares for a second, paper in hand, and pokes the figure. 

The student groans and lifts their head, only for Suna to realise it’s the guy from yesterday. He silently takes the paper and nods a thank you. 

The guy keeps catching his eye after that. It isn’t on purpose, Suna just realises that he happens to come across him a lot. He is hard to miss, considering there seems to be a few girls here and there that whisper and giggle in class and around the school wherever the figure goes around. 

During lunch, girls squeal as they peer out the window to watch those on the basketball court. Suna looks out to see the Atsumu is trying his hand at it and sure enough, ponytail is playing too. 

“y/n-kun is so handsome,” one sighs. 

“You have such a thing for basketball players,” another one teases.

“I dunno, volleyball players are cute too~” a third says, eyeing Atsumu and sneaking a glance at Suna. 

Suna watches as ponytail gulps greedily from a water bottle, sweat dripping down his neck. He runs his hand through his hair and stretches, eliciting more squeals from the spectators. 

After the bell rings, the teacher, much to the slight annoyance of Suna, asks him and a few classmates to bring boxes outside the school building. As he walks, he notes that he also needs a haircut as his bangs nearly plaster on his forehead from the heat and sweat gathers at the nape of his neck. 

Ponytail is part of the errand group and trails behind him. 

Suna huffs at his hair, trying to get his bangs out of his eyes.

“Want me to tie it up for you?” 

A pretty face comes up beside him. He notes that ponytail is fairly shorter than him and he peers down at his face.

“It’s alright.” 

“C’mon, you’ll fall that way if you can’t see.” 

Suna gives in and nods. Ponytail grins and pulls the hairtie from his own hair, roughly cut layers sliding down. Suna studies him as teeth lightly clamp around the tie, holding it in ponytail's mouth as he carefully bunches up Suna’s hair. 

Suna arches an eyebrow. “Cute hairtie.” It’s a red band with a small strawberry on it. 

“A friend gave it to me.”

Suna muses that perhaps a girl was finally successful with her confession.

“There.” A triumphant smile and then a chuckle. “Suits you.” 

“Thanks.” 

Ponytail's smile oddly sweet. He notes again that the guy really is pretty. 

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It’s gym class now.

There’s a whine and a girl trips on the track. Ponytail manages to rush to grab her and the girl blushes and thanks him profusely. 

“Are you alright?” His face is contorted in concern.

Suna snorts at the shojou scene but his eyebrows lift as the girl sheepishly mentions that her ankle throbs. Ponytail carefully wraps an arm around her waist and has her put her arms around his shoulder. They slowly walk to the nurse’s office.

“Tsk,” Atsumu looks at the scene. “What a gentleman.” 

“Don’t be jealous, Atsumu. You’d get more girls if you stop laughing when they trip. Take a leaf out of Ponytail’s book.” The nickname for the guy had stuck to their group. 

The class comes to an end and everyone goes to change and clean up. Suna groans, hating the fact that he has to exercise during school, knowing they’ll have to go do it again during practice. 

“Guys!” Atsumu yells. “Guess what?” 

Suna has his phone out and doesn’t bother looking up. 

“You guys won’t believe it. This is wild.” 

“Are you gonna tell us or keep us stupidly in suspense,” Aran says drily. 

“Ponytail is a girl!” 

There’s a pause before a chorus of “what??” erupts.

They whip around to see ponytail by the outdoor sinks outside beside the track, having come back from the nursing office. She’s splashing water onto her face and lifts up her shirt to wipe the water away. As she does, they see a hint of a sports bra underneath.

“Well I’ll be damned,” Osamu says. “Atsumu’s being outclassed by a girl.”

There’s an indignant noise from his twin while Suna continues to stare at her, thinking that explains the strawberry hairtie.

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“You’re a girl.”

She shows up in a skirt the next day and is walking past the middle-blocker when she hears that statement. 

“And you’re a boy?” 

“Huh?”

“Oh I thought we were just pointing out genders,” she grins. 

Suna feels his heart beat just a little faster and he can’t explain why. All he knows is that she’s cute. Awfully cute. 

“I’m joking,” she looks at his face. “I get that a lot, especially wearing the pants all the time. Class president finally scolded me into wearing the proper girls' uniform,” she scratched the back of her head sheepishly. “You’re Suna Rintaro right? On the volleyball team” 

He nods. “Have you seen us play?” For some reason, he faintly hopes she has. 

“Yeah I caught a game after I transferred here. You guys are really good. Teach me sometime?” 

“...sure?” 

Her face lights up. “Cool! I’ve always wanted to try it out. My toxic trait is thinking I could dig Atsumu’s serve.”

Suna has to chuckle at that and there’s a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Oh the way I want to record his face when you do.”

“Alright,” she tilts her chin up proudly, “Challenge accepted then.” 

He was pretty sure he was joking at the time, so he wonders why they’re in his yard, practising peppering a couple weeks later. 

Okay, to be fair, she was already at his house because they ended up working on an assignment together when they realised it might be easier to finish all their assignments for a project that happened to be right before an important tournament and she offered to help. He didn’t care THAT much about getting a good grade, but hey, she offered and he was discovering that she was hard for him to say no to.

Surprise surprise when they got immediately distracted from the papers spread all over the living room desk as his sister chattered away with his new friend and he glanced occasionally at them from his phone. 

They moved to the topic of sports and eventually ended up outside. He wasn’t surprised that she wasn’t bad, but he was surprised that she was fairly /good/. 

“I’m not too shabby right??” 

He snorted. “We’ll get that recording of Atsumu’s face in no time.” 

After an hour or so, she packed her bags, both ignoring that the assignments weren’t done and hoping that they’d get credit for trying. When she walks out the gate, he gives her a wave and turns around to see his sister standing at the door.

“I like her.” Her arms are crossed. 

“Good for you?” 

“She’s pretty. Should I get a wolf cut?”

He chuckles and pats her head once. “Whatever you want princess.”

His chest is warm and when he spots her strawberry hairtie on the table, his sister giggles.

“What?”

“You’re smiling like a crazy person.”

He rolls his eyes. “Shut up.”

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Atsumu is decides ponytail is a gift given from the heavens to him when he spots her and Suna standing in the middle of the hall. They stand similarly, hands in their pockets and slightly leaning back. Suna looks casual but Atsumu likes to think he knows Suna well enough by now that he looks a bit awkward. 

“We’re going to the spring tournament next week.”

“Is this an invitation to come watch or are you just stating your schedule,” she teases.

He shifts to one foot. “If you have free time, you can come watch. You can see Atsumu’s serves again.”

“This is true. Though I’m way more interested in middle-blocking nowadays,” her eyes shine and Suna swallows a bit harshly. 

“At your height? In your dreams,” he retorts.

“Hey, you don’t know my vertical. I play basketball, I think I can jump high enough.” 

Suna thinks she could but has learned from the past couple months, she’s far more fun when she’s riled up. A competitive streak he’s never really had coupled with stubbornness he finds incredibly amusing.

“Keep trying shorty. You’ll get there someday,” he gives her a shit-eating grin. 

“Don’t get cocky! I can do it,” she jumps slightly and flungs her arm around his neck, dragging him down and effectively headlocking him. His eyes widen and he yelps. “I’ll make you eat your words Rin.” 

A classmate sticks their head out and calls for her. She gives him a wave and leaves him standing in the hall.

“Rin huh?” Atsumu teases and Suna stiffens. “I’ve never heard you make a yelping sound like that before.” 

Suna rolls his eyes, refusing to give in to Atsumu’s teasing, but a hint of embarassment does cross his face. 

“Invited her to our game huh? Want her to watch you huh? I’ll be sure to set lots of balls your way~” 

“Shut it.” The middle-blocker strides away from him and Atsumu catches up. 

“You guys are so cute~”

Suna narrows his eyes at him. “‘Tsumu I have so much blackmail on my phone,” he warns.

Atsumu holds his hand up, keeping an arrogant smile on his face.

“Oh but Suna, now I have something against /you/.”

#haikyuu #inarizaki #suna x reader #suna fic #suna fluff #suna rintarou fluff #haikyuu fluff #atsumu miya #osamu miya #inarizaki fluff #haikyuu scenarios #wrote this in like 20 min #i want a wolf cut please #i never could figure out suna's type #hope this is alright

[shootingxstardust]

@puelluna​

The nightmare found herself at a mysterious plane of existence. A bar of some sorts not tied to one specific dimension. Noctis Morte couldn’t explain it, but she felt drawn to the place. Something about it piqued her interest.  about this place. It felt safe, comforting even.

Shadows usually cloaked Morte’s body, but they dissipated  upon entering. She felt strangely docile in a place like this. She  walked over to the counter, taking a seat, flashing a small glance to the red head in front of her as  Morte removed her hood, revealing her short brown hair, pale face and crack like scarring. “What is this place?” She would ask; her voice soft-spoken and calm.

#puelluna #ic #hope this is alright #Noctis Morte: Marion #Verse: To be decided

[metallightningbug]

@forgottenbodyandmemories

There were thus far exactly two things Shrapnel liked about Rumble, his general chaotic energy and the fact that the cassette was shorter than him. That was generally also the extent of what the Insecticon knew about him, given that they had rarely interacted.

Currently they were both stuck sitting around, waiting for the signal to do their part in executing another one of Megatron's plans. He couldn't deny that thunderstorms and earthquakes sounded like a fun combination, however the exact purpose of this little cooperation was a mystery to him. Maybe Shrapnel would have managed to understand the plan if he had paid a little more attention... In the end it didn't matter as long as he was getting his promised reward.

#g1 verse #forgottenbodyandmemories #hope this is alright

[theeclipse]

@fan-maddson

Eliasz looked up at the night sky, his metallic gaze wandering over each and every star he could see. Each and every time he looked at the star filled night sky, he couldn’t help but question if that was where he should be. Life on earth had been chaotic for him in a great many ways and had beaten him in at least a dozen ways. But after everything Eliasz was left wondering where he should even go from here.

“Maybe I belong among the stars?”

#hope this is alright #if not I can write something different

[defectivexfragmented]

The last few nights Matthew had gone on patrol things had been relatively quiet, nothing of real consequence compared to how it had a month ago. Part of him had hoped it was proof his efforts as Daredevil were actually paying off, though the cynical part of him knew it was a fluke and soon the chaos would break out again. The peace was appreciated for the time being, making his nights and mornings all that much easier.

That was until tires screeched to a hard stop several blocks away, easily catching the vigilante's attention and sent him chasing after the sound. It didn't take long to hunt down the car parked in the middle of an empty side street outside of an office building. The driver was missing but Matt doubted whomever it was went far. Not with leaving a beauty of a classic car behind, raising an eyebrow beneath the cowl in appreciation as he pulled off a glove to run a finger along the smooth paint job of the hood.

Leaning against driver's side door, Matt decided to wait for the owner. After all, it would be shame for anything to happen to the car in such a dangerous neighborhood. White collar crimes were just rampant in this part of the city, the thought tugging the corners of his lips into a smirk.

@dramatisperscnae

#dramatisperscnae #muse: matthew - let the devil out - murdock #v: time for an awakening #hope this is alright #let me know if you need me to change anything

[wildwolfxstrangledwolf]

Houseguests (Brandon and Eskel)

Brandon was staying with his best friend and his son for a few weeks while his apartment was having some work done. He was getting settled in and cleaned up while his pal went to get breakfast.

He was showering and didn't realize he hadn't locked the door until he heard a voice that obviously hadn't realized who was in the shower since they were cursing him out. He stepped out of the shower, pushing his hair out of his face and found himself looking at a handsome younger man. He realized it was Es and smirked as he grabbed the towel and wrapped it around his hips. "Sorry, thought I'd locked the door. Good morning by the way."

@eskelwolf

#hope this is alright #can rework if we need to #eskel and brandon

[spookyagentfmulder]

This X-File wasn't going anywhere, and judging by the way things were shaking out if he didn't get his hands on something soon he and Scully were on a flight back to Washington. Agent Fox Mulder didn't want to admit that all of this had been a waste of time and so of course desperate times usually called for desperate measures.

And boy, was he feeling pretty desperate.

Now, Mulder wasn't a stranger to roaming around and peeking his curious little head into the local palm reader's. It gave him something to do when he didn't feel like going back to the hotel right away. In this case, this wasn't just some person with a crystal ball and a suspiciously stereotypical idea of what a fortune teller looked like; this seemed like at least someone who was a bit more eccentric, if not original.

"Mr. Scout?" Mulder called out, preparing his FBI badge just in case, "Mr. Doyle Scout? Are you in the room with us?" Nothing like a little ghost hunting humor to liven (ha) up the mood.

@thedipshits

#thedipshits #hope this is alright #wasn't sure how ya boy's place was set up so I left it pretty vague #;on a case -IC

[the-life-we-fear]

@fxcdboys

He followed her everywhere. She couldn't even have a nights sleep without waking to find him sitting outside her bedroom. Right outside. Back of chair resting against the wall and everything, sitting there like a statue just waiting for something to happen. Waiting for someone to come through the window during the night, like someone had done a week before, and a month before that. He chose the new hideout this time, something about the people after Lilliana knowing all of her hiding places. They wouldn't know his.

A loud bang woke Lilliana up that night. One that caused her to sit up abruptly. But as she sat there listening, she noticed that it probably was just her head messing with her. Maybe she was the one waiting for something to happen. She got up, wrapping one of her robes around herself and slowly opened the door to her bedroom, sticking her head out, and there he was, sitting there.

'Thought I heard a noise.'

#Lilliana Speaks #fxcdboys #Bodyguard AU #Hope this is alright

[themxtleycrew]

@kimimarothechosenvessel

She sits upon a ledge, one leg folded over the other, her instrument in hand with the mouthpiece to her lips. The absence of her Doki show this is not the summoning tune, nor is it even her demon flute. It is simply just another, a regular flute, a true musician does not skip out on practice after all.

The playing stops once he enters her peripheral, their new leader. After the hell Tayuya and the others endured to get to where they are, Orochimaru's new favorite shows up, makes a fool out of them and suddenly he's in charge. He's Orochimaru's new 'favorite'. Suffice to say, though the wounds to her body may have healed, the wound to her pride certainly has not.

"Got a problem? Or maybe a request?" She says, lowering her flute.

#[[The Northern Gate]] #hope this is alright #kimimarothechosenvessel

[itstheomen]

"I thought ya promised t'behave."

Turning his head to see Anna standing in the doorway, caused Jason to quickly lower his pistol. A brief disagreement at some generic bar had led to circumstances, in which Jason was ready to shoot several members of the FOH. But seeing Anna Marie, had prompted Jason to holster his weapon. “To clarify I actually promised..I said I would try which is very different.”

#abrushwithdeath #hope this is alright

[redeyesfangsandmagic]

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖  𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒: Lake & waterfal. I'm thinking my Snow with one of your vampire or succubus muses {surprise me}

It was a little spur of the moment, a midnight skinny dip between the two of them. Elsie didn't mind that at all as the lake they swam in had a beautiful waterfall as well. The succubus led Snow underneath it, where nobody could see even if they tried. She leaned in for a kiss letting her fingers slip down her body and tease her clit. "We should have done this sooner." She whispered pulling away from the kiss.

#nsfeveryone #hope this is alright

[angelus-tenebrae]

@toranoya

It was just another day at the bar. Yami was one of the favorites due to his charisma and skill. Sometimes customers wanted to play a game with him. Which, of course, they tended to lose but it was a fun time if said customer was not a sore loser. Yami had just bested a customer when another seemed to come by. So he returned to the counter and smiled.

"Apologies for the delay. What would you like?"

#divine flames #post DOMA #hope this is alright #but if you would like it outside of the bar #let me know and I'll fix it