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romantic-disarray · 1 year

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ⵌ REQUESTS !

@ fyodors-sensors

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ⵌⵌ ANIME/MANGA

♢ Blue lock

♢ Haikyuu

♢ Jujutsu Kaisen

♢ Attack on Titan

♢ Kuroko no Basket

♢ Bungou Stray Dogs

♢ Chainsawman

♢ Mob Psycho 100

ⵌ I know a lot more, but I'm not gonna list them down because I'm not interested in them anymore :P

ⵌⵌ GAMES

♡ Genshin Impact

♡ Obey Me

ⵌ I only play a few games, sorry if you expected a lot 💀

ⵌⵌ SHOWS/MOVIES

♢ The Umbrella Academy

♢ The Maze Runner

♢ Harry Potter

♢ Brooklyn 99

ⵌ I may or may not have forgotten the plot to some of these, been a while since I watched them

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ⵌ REQUEST RULES !

♡ I only write for gn and male readers, I can try for fem readers but I won't do it often, don't force it on me either 🙏

♡ I write nsfw, however I'm more comfortable in writing fluff over sexual themes, so don't request nsfw that often please. ( Don't request anything weird either i.e. incest, age-gap, etc. )

♡ Don't be weird, common sense

♡ Your request should include; ( bold — important, italics — optional )

Show , character , readers gender , summarized plot / idea , type ( fluffy, angsty etc. ) au , & prompt .

♡ It's okay if it's not in order, just include the ones bolded please ^^

♡ If I take too long to do your request, I'm sorry ! But you have to understand that I also have a life outside of tumblr, this is only a hobby 🤍

ⵌ Thanks for reading this you beautiful you !

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saintbleeding · 7 months

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[ID1: Five digital bust sketches. They depict: Jon Sims with short, neat hair and a moustache, wearing Victorian era shirtsleeves and smiling warmly, with a love heart next to him; Martin Blackwood looking sad, dishevelled, and waterlogged; Martin again, but with two extra, smaller eyes and fangs protruding from between his lips, smiling slyly with a finger pressed to his chin; Martin a third time, looking mildly unkempt and distinctly aggravated; and Gerry Keay, his hair worn half-up, half-down, looking up with a tired, quizzical expression.

ID2: four post replies. @fox-guardian says “Our boy marmar with 😠 cuz I love it when he's mad <3”; @soft-pink-wilfy says “Martin and 🥺 maybe?”; @lucky-numberme says “might I submit for the committee's consideration: web Martin looking full of love, or perhaps a Gerry being confused. they just sound nice 💛 may your wrists be unstressed and your brushstrokes smooth o7”; and @roatmeal says “dearest beloved. could i see victorian jon looking tender?? thank u” end ID.]

great news everyone!!! it’s Them™

#the magnus archives #tma #tma fanart #jon sims #martin blackwood #web!martin #gerry keay #gerry delano #described #my #saint draws #factual particulars tag #if u squint lmao #trypophobia #body horror #ask to tag #thanks for the requests friends!!!!! ♥️✨

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spookuzm · 24 days

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Art requests? Dust in your style would look so cool :3

I'm proud of this, actually!

#utmv #my art #dust sans #dusttale #sans au #sans #undertale au #art #i love the simplicity 🥺♥️#undertale art requests

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tarjapearce · 10 months

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Reader with a cheating husband. An absolute bastard that Miguel despises because he has a massive crush on the wife. One day, he asks to take her out to dinner. She refuses at first but gives in because he insists that it's just to spoil her because they both know that her husband is an asshole. He tells her it's nothing fancy but it's a luxurious restaurant with lots of wine. Wine that gets Reader giggly and OOP THEY FUCKING

Reader wakes up in his arms stuffed like a creampuff, but instead of feeling regret, she feels... free. Blissful. Like the first time she's in love all over again but not sticky sweet. Like this time it's real. And it is. For the next couple months she allows Miguel into her bed until he fucks her so good that he gives her a little Gabi and she has to kick her husband to the curb via phone call during sex lol

Sorry it's so long but I can't get it out of my head lol

Yeah, You got me. at the call during sex ♥️ Promise to upload it as soon as my request list is free. Cause this is JUIIIICY AF.

#request #miguel o'hara #t writes #♥️✨

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frogtime · 1 year

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Emei Moustache Toad (Leptobrachium boringii)

these fancy gentlemen grow stiff upper lip spikes during breeding season to fight for territories! named after one of their very few habitats in the world (Mount Emei, China) and for those sweet, sweet ‘staches.

photo credit: x , x

#emei moustache toad #frogs #frogcore #amphibians #cottagecore #frog #frogblr #frogposting #toad #toadblr #Leptobrachium boringii #this was requested by my femme so gen: enjoy your freaks ♥️

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harpoonsnotspoons · 1 month

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can you draw dave rapping about Karkat (amazingly) ((horribly)) and Karkat being angry as fuck at him (and regretfully liking it?) thank you so much!

love the art and keep being snazzy!

THIS RAP MAY BE THE WORST THING I'VE EVER WRITTEN

THANK YOU FOR THE COMPLIMENTS THOUGH IT'S MUCH APPRECIATED

#davekat #dave x karkat #dave strider #dave homestuck #karkat vantas #karkat homestuck #homestuck #comic #art requests #request #♋🦀#♥️

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moonyhasmanyanimals · 1 month

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You poor soul, how could this happen?

You were once so full of life and you're pretty eyes are all dull, like you weren't yourself

it's ok, I'll just rebuild you.

Make you how you were before, make you happy again

My sweet princess

I know my master is mean but you are going to far, you're just being immature

No, my name isn't Dark Link silly

It's unknown

Call me that, anything but that disgusting mortals NAME!!

I am the the head knight of the dark army and you will not call me Link or dark Link, not even that awful name dink that those bastards call me.

No, i am your love, your lovely, you're unknown darkness in your heart, I'm not his, I am yours and you are mine!!!!

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Just a lovely intro into Unknown, well... My unknown

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khaosrealms · 7 months

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howdy! if you're up for it could you do some headcanons or lil scenes for Nitara with a fae fem s/o? thinking a sort of trickster, illusion faery. maybe helps lure hapless victims to feed her beloved and such.

TUATH DÉ FOLA. / NITARA X FAE! READER

a/n: i am ALWAYS up for nitara imagines! i will be combining aspects of the ask you had spent after this one-- one genderfluid, playful and devoted fae coming right up!

- At first, you had been a choice of victim for Nitara. Another blood bag to add to the list of the many, many mouths she needed to feed back at Vaeternus. A strong, healthy body flowing with life force she could sample and return with pride. But something had stopped in her tracks as she stalked you; your own action, your own hunt. Watching as you began to lure a young traveler out from the common roads. Coaxing him into the dark forests, pulling him away from any semblance of escape. When Nitara reveals herself to you, there’s a gleam to her eye. A proposal.

- At first, it truly is simply business. Your ability to lure in hapless victims, Nitara's brutal service to her people. One way or another, you both got what you wanted-- and you made a good team, complementing one another's personal goals and desires. She was captivating. Her gore, her hunger, her dedication to her people; and as much as you didn't believe it was possible, you eventually realized you'd begun to fall for Nitara.

- Your vampiress, your Vaeternan, your Nitara. So willing you are to do her bidding, so willing she is to reward you. To kiss your lips and cover them in the blood of her feed. To wrap you in her wings and carry you high in the air, always ready to catch you, always testing how far she can take you. Wrapped around her clawed fingertip; completely and utterly devoted to her. And she loves it, every part of it. The worship, the exaltation. She loves that despite all the lengths she must take to help the people of her realm— you are there, smiling, wishing nothing more than to be of service to her.

“Come back home with me. Come to Vaeternus.” Nitara’s fingers always find their way across your skin. She likes the sound of it, nails dragged across warm, beating flesh; and she likes that it makes your skin prickle with anticipation. Her eyes set on your’s; searching for an answer in those mischievous hues. “And what will you give me in return, hm?” Always needing an offering, tricky fae. But Nitara does not hush your odd way— she only smiles, the sharp ends of her teeth poking out from between her lips. “Me.” Everything you could have ever wanted. “Is that enough for you?”

- Of course it’s enough for you. And though she’s far from returning home, her mission a great plethora of bodies away from completion, the promise of possibility is enough. You are bound to Nitara. In all your playful, cruel ways— they belong to her. Even as she takes to the deliberation of a sorcerer named Quan Chi, you remain by Nitara’s side. Even if it’s evil, even if it’s against everything the world could possibly consider moral; it does not matter. Because she is there. Because the taste of her lips, drenched in red hot blood, is as sweet as dark cherries against your own.

#mortal kombat x reader #nitara x reader #nitara x fae! reader #mk1 #mk1 headcanons #khaosrealms #shakes the bars of my cage #i gotta stop releasing stuff @ 5 am #i’m going CRAZY #thank u so much again for the request!#i love my vampire wife ♥️

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saintbleeding · 1 year

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Oooooooh drawing requests!!! What if, and hear me out because I know this is going to be radical /j, what if: Jmart, and they’re happy? There’s tea, there’s cat(s), there’s a rainbow and green fields and good cows. Eh????

[ID: A digital painting of Jon and Martin from TMA. They are shown from the waist up, from the back. Martin is fat, with long, tied-up ginger hair, white skin, and glasses. He wears a mustard cardigan, blue jeans, and a green scarf. Jon is taller and thin with brown skin, short, salt-and-pepper hair, and glasses. He wears a grey overcoat and muted red scarf. They are walking hand-in-hand through the countryside, along a gravel path, towards a house on a hill. On the patio of the house is a white cat and there is a brown highland cow some distance beyond. The sun is setting, and the sky’s orange and purple light is thrown onto Jon and Martin in the foreground. End ID.]

ok TECHNICALLY no rainbow but COLOURS and martin is definitely 100% holding a shopping bag with tea in it. he told me because i was the tape recorder

#tma #the magnus archives #jmart #jon sims #martin blackwood #my #saint draws #described #this thing was giving me hell this morning so i knocked it out before bed just now hehe #there’s something so intimate n lovely abt the thought of catching glimpses of them #unrecorded and unsurveilled #ah. they deserve it.#asks #magnetarmadda #thanks for the request friend ♥️♥️

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yandere-romanticaa · 9 months

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Hello! I hope you are doing well (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠) ♡ for the mbti match up thingy, may i please request infj x bsd? Thank you in advance if you decided to do it. feel free to ignore this message if you are not taking mbti requests at the moment (⁠´⁠∩⁠｡⁠•⁠ ⁠ᵕ⁠ ⁠•⁠｡⁠∩⁠`⁠)

masterlist.

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓:

𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒:

𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄:

#this is one of the most requested ones by far #bsd #bsd x reader #bsd x you #bsd x y/n #bungo stray dogs #anime x mbti #mbti #infj #♥️ girlie says #🤍 anon asks

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bbnibini · 3 months

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Helloo, hope you’re doing well ^^

May I request 13, fourth wall comfort, and Solomon?

Fourth Wall Comfort

In moments of unrest, when sleep does not visit and

Lulling you into somnolence was the eventual silence of your thoughts

Over the other side of the screen where I can only say predetermined lines

Voicing out my feelings the best way I could in my strings of code

Even in a dream, the mere thought of feeling the warmth of your skin against mine

Yokes this tenderness in my heart that stings my eyes

Outside the invisible wall where our worlds will (hopefully) collide

Utter this spell with me and read through every first letter to reveal my feelings for you.

#your request is really hard cause of the number limit plus the theme so i didn't exactly follow it and yolo'd lol #obey me solomon #obey me #i see what you did there lmaooo no comment just enjoy his cheesy love confession♥️#obey me solomon x reader #at least i tried to make it 13 syllables in some of the stanzas before giving up 😂

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fallingintolife · 1 year

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Mother Knows Best

Request: hi, i'm the anon that requested the sam winchester shopping fic ft dean! i hope you don't mind me requesting another sam one lol ( i don't see a lot of sam ones tbh so when i saw that you write for sam too i got excited :'D ) could the reader be a hunter that ran away from home because they have a narcissistic / manipulative mother ( kind of like mother gothel from tangled ) and started traveling with sam and dean because they felt safe with them , as well as dating sam ? one day while being out it turns out the reader's mother was in the same town , looking for them to try and bring them back home , and reader gets all scared because they don't want to go back which sam and dean notice just some good old fashion angst and hurt / comfort :)

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Warnings: Abusive mother, panic attack description

Summary: Dean said it best, "Monsters I get. People are crazy!"

Word Count: 1,875

A/N: Let me start off by saying I am so so so so so sorry this took as long as it did for me to post! I really have enjoyed writing on this prompt unfortunately life just got in the way but I hope that you do end up seeing this and reading it. I do hope that it was worth the wait...

Sending love 💕, hugs 🥰, and positive vibes ✨

When it came to being a hunter, there were a few unspoken rules. One of them being that no one asked anyone about their past; such as: how they got into hunting or any personal questions period. So when Sam met you while doing research in a public library for a hunt, which you helped solve, none of those questions were asked. Of course they made sure to test you to make sure you weren't a werewolf or demon or any other monster but after all the tests were negative you came along with them on hunts. At first you stayed in the motel room next door, but after a couple months you stayed with the boys in their room.

You'd been with the boys for eight months now, dating Sam for four of them. Even though Sam and Dean didn't ask you about your past they both had noticed different little habits that you did that showed them that your life wasn't all rainbows and sunshine. Sam noticed that you hated giving your opinion or making any decisions. Dean noticed that any time he would yell or even just raise his voice in the slightest you would go into a complete panic. Noises in general seemed to send you into high alert. You were also very timid, not just in public but even still with them to an extent. And touching. You didn't like to be touched. Dean had gone to ruffle your hair once but after he saw you flinch and even braced for, what he assumed was for him to hit you…they avoided touching you. After that Sam let you initiate any kind of touch or affection that you wanted. He had gathered that you must have been in an abusive relationship at some point in your life and that maybe you were running away from them when they found you.

You were starting to open up some though. Sam was really happy to see you for you. He got to see what movies you liked and what kind of books you liked to read, and also just hear you talk about anything and everything.

You loved being with the boys. Even though the hunting itself was scary, living the hunter lifestyle was somehow better than your life before. You didn't remember a lot from when you were young growing up. (probably because your mind thought it was too much and too traumatic…) It had always just been you and your mom. She always hated you. You didn't know why, she simply just did. That was how it had always been. She knew how to cut you down in a second, how to quickly make you doubt yourself, and shit was she a master at guilting you! She knew you; all of your weaknesses and she used them against you anyway and any time she wanted.

The day you had run away was when you realized she had taken all the money you had hidden away and she had found it and spent it; all of it. She has ransacked your room looking for money and when you confronted her about it she didn't apologize, (which part of you knew she wouldn't, she never had before) she actually turned the tables on you, gaslighting you up, and playing the victim. For whatever reason that was when you had clarity: she was a narcissist and no matter what you did it would never be enough. So you ran. Now, eight months later you were traveling with the Winchester's helping on hunts.

You hadn't even been hunting, or rather researching, for long but when they saw you as an asset they let you come along with them. (After some begging and pleading and then the promise of taking them to the best diner in the city…) Sam intimidated you at first but then you realize that he was just a sweet/awkward/loveable goofball. Dean was also very caring towards you. They both made you feel safe, but Sam was your safe place.

Sam had always been so patient and understanding since you both had first met. Sam didn't ask questions or say that you were overreacting or being a drama queen when you would start to panic about something, he would just calmly apologize (which in itself was always quite startling since your mom had never done that once in her life…) and help you calm down. Sam never made you feel like you were a burden or too much, he and Dean on many occasions, would remind you that you were none of those things and they were happy that you decided to travel with them.

You and the boys were on your way back to Bobby's after a hunt when Dean stopped at a diner for lunch.

"Dean, you realize every diner is going to advertise they have the best pie." Sam stated as he rolled his eyes. You tried to hide your laughter, as you hid your face in his jacket.

"Yes and as a pie expert Sammy it's my job to find the best one." Grinning back at Sam, Dean went to the hostess so they could be seated. Just as you were about to joke with Sam was when you saw her. You froze. How did she know you were here? Had she been following you? No no no. This couldn't be happening…

Sam immediately felt you tense. He looked down at you puzzled, when he saw the look in your eyes. Terror and fear. Was there a monster in here? Or…was the person that caused you so much trauma here?

"Y/N?" He felt you tremble against him when you spoke his name but your eyes remained locked on whatever was the cause of your current state. "It's okay baby I've got you. I'm right here. You're safe." Speaking softly to you, he gently wrapped his arms around your back hugging you to him. Your entire body was quaking underneath him. He needed to get you out of here; now.

"Hey love birds, come on table's re-" Dean stopped sentence when he saw you both. His hunter instincts kicked in immediately. He followed your locked gaze to see a woman staring back at you. Dean walked back over to the two of you while looking at Sam.

"I don't know, I just want to get her back to the car." Dean nodded as they all got back in the Impala, this time Sam with you in the backseat.

You knew the boys were talking about you, about wherever had just happened and what to do next but it sounded like they were underwater. Your chest felt like it was being crushed by an anvil and your vision was really fuzzy…

"Y/N!" You tried to focus as you looked up at Sam. He was talking to you, or at least you thought he was because you could see his lips moving. You squinted trying to read his lips, "Breathe. I need you to breathe baby." Oh. You were having a panic attack. You put your head against his chest as you tried to breathe in sync with him. After what felt like hours you began to crash from your adrenaline rush wearing off.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry Sammy. I don't- I don't know how she found me. My fault…it's my fault." You mumbled, eyes closing before you could hear Sam ask what you were talking about.

Sam had just gotten you into the motel room that Dean had found just two minutes down the road. You had been in a full panic in the car, having one of the worst panic attacks he had seen you have in a long time. When Sam noticed you were about to pass out was when Dean made the decision to drive to the motel. Just as Sam tucked you in was when Dean walked in.

"She okay?" Shaking his head as he recklessly ran his fingers through his hair, Sam began to pace.

"I don't know. I've never seen her react like that Dean, never. And she, she was apologizing about someone finding her?" Dean walked over and led Sam back to the bed.

"We'll figure this out, okay? She's gonna be okay Sammy." Sam nodded, laying down next to you and hoping Dean was right.

After a couple hours you woke up with a start, sitting straight up.

"Whoa, whoa! It's just me Y/N! It's Sammy." When you heard Sam's voice you immediately leaned into him for comfort as you took in your surroundings. "We're at a motel." You nodded, relaxing a bit. Dean was sitting on the bed watching a western, after twenty minutes went by when you finally spoke.

"My mom. My mom was who…who I saw in the diner." You admitted quietly, playing with your fingers you were more starting down at. Dean raised an eyebrow.

"Your mom was who scared you?" You nodded, still staring at your fingers. Sam gently rubbed circles on your back as he softly whispered, "It's okay. You're safe. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." A few minutes of silence went by when you gathered up the courage to speak.

"When I met Sam in the library, I was doing research about demons. Not because I was a hunter but because I thought, well…kind of…God this sounds awful." A bitter laugh left your lips as you shook your head, tears steadily fell down your cheeks. "I had run into hunters before, heard my share of stories about demons and so I was hoping there was something I missed, something that I didn't test on her right because there was no way she wasn't a demon. I mean who could just treat their child so, so awful unless they were a demon?"

Shit. Sam and Dean had both had it all wrong. You weren't running from an abusive boyfriend. You were running from your abusive mom. Sam pulled you into his chest holding you tightly against him as he tried to calm you.

"I'm so sorry Y/N. I'm so sorry." He whispered.

Dean just shook his head in disgust.

"I've said it once and I'll say it again: demons, hell even monsters I get! But people," He shook his head as he laughed bitterly. "People are crazy."

An hour went by before everyone seemed to settle when you sat up and began to speak.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you guys from the beginning about what was going on…"

"Hey, there is nothing to apologize for. You didn't have to tell us anything." Shushing you, Sam pulled you back into his lap, gently placing your hair behind your ear.

"Sam's right. Look, whatever happened is in the past. You've got us now." You looked from Dean to Sam confused.

"You mean…you want me to stay?" Sam looked at you befuddled before his face softened.

"Of course, but only if you want to." A smile slowly grew on your face.

"Yes. I most definitely want to." You wrapped your arms around him. Like Bobby had always said, "Family don't end in blood." And these boys, they were your family.

#supernatural #spn #dean winchester #sam winchester #sam winchester x reader #spn fic #supernatural fic #spn fic request #supernatural request #anon request #i am so so sorry for the delay #i really hope you do like it though...#♥️

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