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#send me prompts guys
wolvesandshine · 15 days
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Writing prompts
“Tell me you did not -” “Fine, I did not.” “…You did, didn’t you?”
“What’s the worst that can happen?” “Famous last words”
“Did you just ask me to help you cover up a murder?”
“Where did you even get this from?” “You know what, I actually don’t want to know.” 
“The only thing keeping me going is adrenaline so are you in or not.” 
“We’re too deep into this so we might as well go the whole way” 
“No listen you don’t understand -” 
“I regret life choices.”
“I hate this.” “You hate everything.”
“I can’t believe I’m going to help you steal this.”
Feel free to send a number and a fandom and i’ll write something with it!!
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dizzybizz · 4 days
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bailu borgar baby 🐉🍔
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May I request some Shane and Harvey being cute dorks together :0
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of course you can!!! i loved drawing this cuz in my game i imagine shane being my farmers bestie (because my best friend irl always marries him so we all go on double dates 🙈) so i love the relationship between these two!!! they are lil besties teehee i went all out on these cuz i’ve never actually drawn them together :0?!
thanks so much for your request/prompt i hope you enjoy !! <3
​ALSO!! feel free to see this as ship art too!! change out the text in your mind hahah
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keklordkaotic · 1 month
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must I say more, fool . Transformers go go comic. You. draw evil drawings. all blame will be put on you and not me.
Yeah, yeah, I know what you REALLY want, o’ sibling, mine. You’re LUCKY I’m interpreting this request as something along the lines of ‘draw me a dinotrap comic’ and not ‘redraw this exact comic page with zero alterations.’
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Well, after much toil and suffering on my part, here it is. I’m shit at paneling comics, but screw it. I considered coloring this but that would take me a few extra days and this has already taken me a hot minute to complete.
Panel by panel under the cut:
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starbiology · 4 months
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The "we're gonna have to kill this guy" "damn" meme but with Illudora 👀💜💚
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aka faerie festival 2023
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leavingautumn13 · 6 months
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first pass at a design for a deathclaw oc
Scout (he/him) is a chameleon deathclaw originally from the Chicago area, now working as a caravan guard in the Commonwealth. He uses a super sledge in combat (he doesn't like getting his hands dirty) and wears armor made of car parts and road signs. As a companion, he would be encountered at Bunker Hill offering his services for a modest fee.
While outwardly appearing to be a simple guy who likes bonking things with a big hammer, if befriended by the player he'll admit that he's homesick and misses the community he left behind, despite his love of adventuring and travel. He can later be recruited into the Minutemen, where he'll happily work as a settlement guard or provisioner.
[i have commissions open now]
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whumpetywhumpwhump · 3 months
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hi, i’d love to hear your thoughts about touchstarved whumpees!
mmmm touchstarved whumpees make the best whumpees in my opinion- perhaps they've experienced some sort of trauma in their past which has led them to alienate themselves from people, or perhaps they've always wanted love but have just never found it. either way, seeing them melt into the arms of a caretaker at last is just *chefs kiss*
as a sickfic enjoyer, I also have to point out the incredible scenario which is a touchstarved whumpee who is usually too scared to ask for physical contact being so sick that they curl into caretaker's side or seek their warmth out.
or, perhaps, their fever is so high that even the feeling of caretaker pressing a damp cloth to their forehead is so gentle it makes them sob
when it comes to recovering whumpees, I also love the non-sickfic unconscious reaching out for caretaker, usually when whumpee is asleep and doesn't even realise what they're doing. it's a small step on the road, but it means that whumpee is getting better, and even if they won't admit it yet, they need human contact more than ever.
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bishicat · 9 months
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if you're still doing the art meme prompts....50. putting a hand over the other’s mouth to shut them up? i just adore how you draw these moments
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Some unlucky apartment intruders oh-so-rudely interrupted a steamy moment between our two lovebirds
{art meme here ♡}
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suchawrathfullamb · 26 days
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STOP IT HOW CUTE ILY
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plulp · 6 months
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*ahem* can you draw the love interests with swapped personalities? Like they all had some type of BIG concussion and now they all swapped personalities I have an example (i really don’t count the uhh … animals it’s very questionable to me but ya know you don’t have to take my request)
Robin and Kylar swap … that’s all the rest I DONT FUCKING KNOW 😇🔫
robin and kylar? dont worry ive GOT YOU 🫵
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pinkpastels113 · 6 months
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Bechloe accidental first kiss
Beca, of course, had always thought about kissing Chloe. She’s beautiful, warm, and quite frankly the whole reason Beca is having such a great time at Barden. Beca’d come to the realization that she had a crush on her best friend ages ago, and every day that came after that was just another day that Beca had to stifle the urge to do just that.
She thought about how soft Chloe’s lips would be- she always saw her reapply her chapstick religiously- and dreamed about how cute it would feel like to stand up on her tip toes and wrap her arms around Chloe’s shoulders. She wanted to have Chloe hold her as more than a friend, in places more than just the couch in the Bella House.
Beca is not completely sure that Chloe likes her back- no matter what Stacie or Emily or anybody else says- so that’s why she hasn’t yet made her move. She’s not a complete wimp- she’d made out with Jesse in front of all those people in Lincoln Center after all- but she is not going to be rejected by her best friend, damn it. Beca doesn’t think that she can’t take it, the awkwardness nor the loss of friendship. Chloe is her favorite person, ever, in the world, and Beca doesn’t know what she would do with herself if she ruined that.
The only problem was, Chloe is touchy. She touched Beca everywhere, on the arm whenever she laughs, the hand whenever she wants to listen to some music that Beca had mixed, the waist whenever she wishes to get by. Normally Beca is used to it, but sometimes she still gets caught off guard and jumps whenever she is not paying attention.
Such as today.
"Okay, okay," Chloe says, trying to catch everybody's attention. "We have the decorations here, Jessica and Ashley are going to put on the music, and Beca is laying out the cookies. The Trebles are going to be here in about an hour girls, let's move it."
Why Beca had agreed to take care of the baking, she does not know. Certainly not because Chloe had tried her mom's chocolate chip cookie recipe last week and begged Beca to recreate it, that's just too pathetic.
Beca sighs, folding in the chocolate chips. She has one more step to go, and then she can shove them in the oven and never think about it again. Chloe can take them out. It was her idea anyway.
Finished with gently laying in the chocolate with the dough, Beca goes to look for the scooper. She opens the drawer where they usually keep it, but it's not there.
"Hey, Chlo! Where's the scooper? I need it for the cookies."
"Hm?" Chloe glances back over her shoulder from the living room, where she is taping a string of Christmas lights from the ceiling. "Oh I think I have it in my room. I used it last night for some ice cream."
Beca raises her eyebrows. "For some ice cream? Really? That's like... a pretty big spoon, don't you think?"
Chloe huffs, rolling her eyes. There is a smile on her lips and Beca is proud that she placed it there. Teasing is too much fun. "Well I have a pretty big appetite, especially for sweet stuff like ice cream. You know that."
"Uh huh." Beca is already washing her hands and making her way into Chloe's bedroom. "I should have put salt in these cookies then, so you wouldn't eat them all."
Chloe's room is a mess. Books on her bed, clothes on the floor, bra hanging over a desk chair. Beca tries not to stare at it as she turns around in a circle to locate the ice cream/cookie scooper. Knowing Chloe, it could be under her bed for all Beca knew. She was just about to bend down and pull the comforter over when something catches her eye.
A journal. On Chloe's pillow.
It was open to two pages, left side scribbled on, right side with a drawing. Ethically, Beca knows that she shouldn't, but curiosity gets the better of her when she sees something written in Chloe's loopy lettering that might be her name. Stepping over a novel from some Russian author, Beca picks the journal up.
She barely had time to register that the drawing was of her bent over her laptop when Chloe pinches her waist. "Hey I found it-"
Beca practically jumps out of her skin at the sudden contact. "Jesus Chr-"
Chloe's mouth brushes the corner of Beca's. They both freeze. Beca's hands slip on the journal balancing in her palm and it tumbles down to her feet but neither seems to notice. They're too busy trying to understand what just happened. Beca's face is turned towards Chloe's and her heart is making itself known in her ribcage with the speed at which its beating. Her brain sizzled and sparked like a backup generator kicking into gear in a blackout.
They're still standing two inches apart. Beca's eyes look into Chloe's and Chloe's look back, both surprise and a little bit of fear reflected in those bright blues. Chloe seems to hesitate, before pulling her hand away from Beca's body. When Beca didn't make an effort to move, or push her away, Chloe swallows, and opens her mouth.
"Look, Beca, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."
Beca blinks. Dazedly. "What?" Holy crap, Chloe Beale just kissed her. "About what?"
Chloe gestures between them. "That." Her breath is warm and smells like candy, and god, her lips look so soft. "We shouldn't have kissed. I scared you, and you hadn't been paying attention, and I really do want to kiss you, like so so freaking bad, but like not like this, and I'm sorry that if this means that our friendshi-"
And this time, Beca kisses her. Because Chloe just confirmed that she likes Beca back, and Beca is not a wimp. She kisses her like she imagined she would, and her arms wrapped around Chloe's shoulders and her feet goes to stand on tip toes and Chloe's smile is indeed soft and sweet and tastes like candy and Beca is so glad that she agreed to bake her cookies tonight.
Chloe pushes Beca down onto her bed. Her teeth nips on Beca's bottom lip before trailing to her neck and Beca can feel herself shiver. "You really shouldn't have been going through my journal, either, y'know."
"Yeah well, I have a pretty big appetite, especially for mysterious stuff like journals. You know that."
Chloe laughs, right into Beca's skin. Her fingers brush on Beca's thighs and Beca starts, again, because she really doesn't think she can ever get over Chloe suddenly touching her in all the right places. "I do now."
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taralen · 16 days
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Thoughts in Reflection
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A prequel to an INBOX Story idea proposed by @clowny-rolls (Thanks for the idea!!!)
NOTE: This story won't make as much sense unless you read the stuff I wrote here for better context: Click Me.
The illustration is inspired by a drawing a friend of mine did of Spamton, but it's currently not uploaded anywhere. Sorry guys. 😭
The year was 1994.
Spamton G. Spamton, a former Addison and a now esteemed entrepreneurial businessman who founded BIG SHOT AUTOS was one day asked, "Mr. Spamton, are you seeing anyone?"
Much to Spamton's chagrin, the one asking was his close friend Bant, a Blue Addison who was the only one of his former friends and coworkers with whom he stayed in contact. He leaned against the wall, waiting for any chance to talk to Spamton once he was off the phone.
Spamton rolled his eyes. "Why are you asking?"
"You haven't seen any ladies, have you? I figured with your newfound success, the women would be flocking to you." Bant chuckled.
Spamton raised his hand and dismissed this with a gesture. "I'm too busy."
"Not too busy for me, though." Bant smirked.
Spamton froze and his cheeks flushed pink.
Bant tilted his head, flashing that iconic closed-eye Addison grin. "Hey, if you're interested, one of the restaurants Sen's been running fliers for is setting up blind dates. I've been the one coordinating things to bring people together. The restaurant has had a nice uptick in business since! The campaign is running for another week. It might be kind of fun to try it out. I can set you up with a cute girl, exactly your type!"
Spamton narrowed his eyes at the mention of Sen, or Yahoosen, the Yellow Addison he once worked so closely with but did not believe in his vision. Hearing Bant's involvement softened his expression but not his demeanor. "That sounds stupid. How will this benefit me at all?"
"If you have a good time, you could leave them a good review, and then I can convince the owner to vouch for your shop whenever they need a new car or some fixing. What do you think?" Bant's smile widened.
Spamton raised a brow. "Uh, give me a moment. Step out of my office for a bit."
Bant sighed. "What for?"
"I need to make a call, obviously!" Spamton said as he sat down at his desk with his finger already on the dial.
Bant huffed and pushed off the wall. "Fine. Let me know when you're done." He slipped out, closed the door behind him, and paced the hall. Although he was just outside the office, he could not hear what Spamton was talking about. Thankfully, the call was brief, and only a few moments later, Spamton opened the door, looking up at Bant. "OKAY. I will do it!" He adjusted his collar and flashed a handsome, toothy smile.
Bant blinked. "Huh? Really? Did whoever you were talking to on the phone tell you it was a good idea?" He laughed a little awkwardly.
"Huh?! Why would I ask my esteemed business partner about something so silly?" Spamton laughed, dismissively waving his hand. "Go on! Set me up with this blind date! I trust you know my tastes in women well."
Bant furrowed his brows. Having known Spamton for years, he knew when he wasn't totally genuine, and this seemed to be one of those moments, but he smiled anyway. "Okay, I will. I'm sure not to disappoint you!" ☎️☎️☎️
Waiting in a hallway near the restrooms was a small lady, a White Addison. She wore a silken pink dress far too expensive for her salary and tied her hair up in a matching pink bow. People passing by stared at her, whispering words she did not want to hear.
Bant approached her. "Ah, Ms. Thetalan, you look quite lovely. That dress Orvar loaned you fits you nicely!"
Orvar, short for Orvarstok, was an Orange Addison who worked with Bant. He advertised clothing curated by Queen herself, ranging from everyday wear to fine garments. Through their established trust, Bant easily convinced him to loan a dress on the promise he'd foot the dry-cleaning bills afterward.
She turned to the Blue Addison and smiled meekly. "You think so? I hope he likes it, too."
"He definitely will. You are exactly his type." Bant winked. "He is an esteemed businessman, so he has fine tastes. He should be here within the next five to ten minutes. Just wait here for now."
"Fine tastes?" She blushed. "Okay. I will wait right here," she answered meekly. She watched him disappear down the corner. She was certain this guy was the same Blue Addison she saw with that man she fell in love with a year ago—a man who appeared to be a White Addison like her but with black hair. She etched his name into her heart: Spamton G. Spamton.
Despite her suspicions, Thetalan didn't dare pry too much about the Blue Addison's possible relations. He approached her directly while she was walking down the street and asked if she would like to participate in a blind date with all the expenses paid to support a local restaurant. Usually, she'd be wary of such things, but because of his familiarity, her intuition told her to trust him and take on this offer. She told him about the kind of man she wanted to meet, and he said, "Ah, perfect. I know just the guy for you! He is a handsome businessman and not too unlike an Addison." He raised his head and pointed at his own nose. "What, with one of these just like us!"
Few Darkners chose to court Addisons outside of work-related reasons, but this Blue Addison described someone so specific that she could only think of one person, and it was him. To have this opportunity of seeing Spamton again... It made her tremble with excitement.
With bated breath, she gazed into the nearby mirror, trying to collect herself. Though she was excited, anxiety swarmed her entire being. She hadn't seen this man since last year and wondered if he remembered her. He occupied her mind constantly, and as she stared into her beautified reflection, her hands wringing restlessly, she thought, "He has no idea how much I wish he could see me."
(To be continued...)
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merrimentsmight · 1 month
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I can be persuaded to do some short little Cicero fics/ headcanons/ x readers/ x your ocs if y'all want em. Nsfw or otherwise. Just send an ask with whatever details/scenarios you want included and I'll see if I can't write a couple hundred words about it
Edit: if you want something sexually explicit, please let me know! Otherwise I will err on the side of sfw to avoid overstepping and making anyone feel uncomfortable
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djsadbean · 7 months
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#19 for the ask game!!
how do they silently express love because they are so cute I cannot do this I am GOING TO COMBUST
19. How do they silently/subtly express their love for each other?
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adam flies like 5 cities over to buy new teas for steven every month so he feels very cozy :D steven thinks hes just getting them at the store lol (yes adam has sleeves this time! its october rn in my mind for them!! u know how fionna's world existed in simon's head? theyre in MY head)
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i strongly hc adam has night time anxiety and needs nice smoothing stimulation to go to sleep (not projecting, why would i need asmr to sleep? oh btw i added my asmr recs playlist in my pinned post :3) anyway, steven whispers his lecture notes for the next day and combs adams hair and down his back and arms like a massage but its mostly just combing motions. i think adam would have an eye mask but i wanted to draw his eepy lil face :3
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moregraceful · 3 months
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It took HR three hours to acknowledge my resignation 😌 but it is done.
I am not doing anything for the rest of the day and I'm about to reblog a prompt meme for kissing in five seconds (so I stop clawing my eyes out in Canva and do something less crazymaking - to be clear I was not doing anything prior to confirmation that my resignation was received either) and later I am seeing a friend for dinner whom I ghosted for two months because I was so miserable. She's excited to hear how I found a nonprofit that is a bigger shitshow than a public library. I will ask her for a work (or??? grad school?????) reference.
Last night at dinner, while I was doing a dramatic and humorous verbal reenactment of something deeply stupid, my mom said, "I haven't seen you smile in months." Guy who weaves joy into the fiber of his being not smiling for months around family he lives with? Lmao.
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iactivatepotofgreed · 9 months
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I miss your proshipping (edo x ryo) art so effing much ;_;
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HAH!!! You activated my trap card! When you mention ryo and edo my brain malfunctions and I'm forced to draw them. Looking pretty foolish now huh..? Hehehe.........
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