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latelierderiot · 17 days

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repurposing an old sketch bc i’m obsessed with the idea of the stars, the sun and the moon

i had to get it out of my system and now i have to figure out how i want to do it

#and what i want to do with it #my first thought was #PINS!!!#bc i look at the hats and i want to do more #but maybe stickers with effect? charms?#asl brothers #delete later?

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owlhana · 2 years

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Here's Nya !!! Used Katara as a frame of reference for part of her outfit. These will be on Redbubble once they get through the review process. Btw you can use these for your profile or icon if you want, just please credit me and let me know.

#ninjago #nya #chibi #commission #master of water #very tempted to make these as stickers for etsy and have the holo glitter effect on them #that or charms #maybe both

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heartfullofleeches · 7 months

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New y/n idea! How about a darling streamer.... but make it galaxy? Like, their either human or alien, and their a known streamer all across the galaxy! Maybe good picks for their yandere being mono or titus since (from what I remember) their the only known yanderes in space.

Ah! Cutie Alien Darling that travels across the galaxy for new adventures, settling down on earth and starting a new life exploring the wonders the world has to offer - streaming their daily activities as a sort of video journal for themselves and anyone who's interested in their journey. Human Yan's just think they're selling a bit for the most part and it's the most adorable thing-

Mono comes across their blog and see a kindred soul as they left home for the same reasons as darling, and crushes on them hard for how their lights light up at every little thing. Speedruns their human body so they can attend conventions Darling ventures to as well and meet their idol in person. Darling would be so happy to meet another wandering soul and take them out to try their favorite foods, and show them their nick-nack collection. It takes all of Mono not to either propose on the spot or scoop them up and carry them back to their ship to explore the galaxy as the universe's power couple.

Alien would believe they're an alien 100% and sprints to any meet ups they have fully decked out in merch official or not if they haven't made any. Appoints themselves Alien Darling's guide to earth and takes them around the places they adore. Piggyback rides everywhere. Treats Alien Darling like absolute royalty and gushes like the dork he is about it's so great to finally have someone else like him on this hunk of dirt - but still keeps up the totally human act. It's also human custom to kiss your new guide and bodyguard with tongue so uh pucker up, please.

Titus watches their streams to find contestants for the arena, but falls for their bizarre, yet effective charms. Sends guards to monitor them from below while he spends weeks putting together the perfect outfit for his grand appearance. Gifts them the finest minerals from around the galaxy and offers to take them on a tour of the universe for their hand in marriage. Alien Darling gives him their favorite roll of holographic stickers and Titus moves the wedding to right then and there.

Alien Darling: Hey, guys! Welcome to day four of cataloging my rock collection from favorite to least favorite, and showing you my absolute favorites. There is no least favorite category because I love them all so I will be presenting them from A to Z by name. This one is Aaron-

Mono: [I thought I had full grasp of the concept of love before now..... It seems I was wrong.]

Alien: Hey! Did you know it's customary for humans to hold hands with new friends for a minimum of three hours?

Alien Darling: Oh! No, I didn't. [takes their hand] Thank you for telling me, friend :)

Alien, blushing feverishly: Never washing this hand again - Did you know we also touch lips and if anyone asks I am your boyfriend because I am a boy sometimes and we are friends.

Titus: For you, my dear. A necklace containing a vial of my blood - the most sought after prize in all the known universe. You are welcome.

Alien Darling: Thanks! Here's a candy necklace I bought earlier. I ate a few of them already, but it's still good-

Titus, internally: Heavens- I can't not fuck them.

#yandere oc #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere headcanons #yandere insert #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #yandere blurb #yandere alien #yandere text #yandere drabble #alien my oc #Mono my oc #Titus my oc

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fountainpenguin · 6 months

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BigB and Joel Secret Life Ep 1 commentary:

lskdfj BigB charming Scar and then telling him that he only wants him for his diamonds.

Jimmy: "Your challenge is to get someone to fall in a hole, right?" BigB: "You in particular. You're right on time." Jimmy: ":'D??"

BigB making Jimmy turn around and then hiding under a ledge and you can hear him trying to muffle his giggling...

<3 Sharing gold with Grian, the sweetness of Grian chirpily calling him "B" when he comes around the corner. BigB all "I'm going to get a very nice iron chestplate like you." We love chill secret soulmates hanging out.

The incredible amount of gaslighting BigB does this episode, it's just... It's SO much funnier seeing this from his POV, because originally I thought he was just being secretive because he was still under the oath. But no, he's freed from his secretkeeping requirements... he's just Like That for no reason. crying.

BigB: "If you want to use the secret tunnel, just ask." Grian: "??? I did ask? You said no?" BigB: "I changed my mind." Grian: "WHAT??" BigB: "That's all you need to know." Grian: "What."

skldjf it really does keep going. This was in Grian's POV too but I can't emphasize enough how much funnier it is knowing BigB is free to reveal but just... won't.

Scar: "Are you the one who made the big hole?" BigB: "No." Grian, losing his entire mind because they just had a conversation about the hole like 30 seconds ago: "?!?!?" BigB: "I didn't do it. There is no hole here." Scar: "... I went down and there's an enormous hole here." BigB: "I didn't do it. It was Jimmy." Grian: "????"

Love them.

Hold on hold on hold on. BigB, are you seriously dropping "My base is going to be a corridor of doors" with no context and you're just brushing past that like that doesn't sound unnecessary and insane.

His base is so creepy, he's just got double doors all the way down the wall slkdfj. He wants to run an underground hotel. No one is making him do this. This is a death game. BigB, what on earth?

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?????? Joel's task was to find the worst time to plug Life series merch? I like how he read that and immediately refused to plug merch for the next several minutes. There's not even a penalty for plugging it appropriately, he's just stubborn.

Joel screaming and running towards a baby zombie while spitting the fastest possible Life merch promotion and taking random swings and covering his screen with big moving Sale stickers and blinky text and explosions... He understood his job.

Lizzie @ her husband: "My heart is worth more than a porkchop and a feather."

Lizzie, within earshot of Joel, who is a beaten-up porcupine after taking 4.5 hearts of non-regenerating damage while protecting his wife from skeletons: "Thank you, Pearl :)"

"Screw tools."

I'm very excited Joel made a big deal about assigning his water bucket to his 9th inventory slot "for the rest of its days," because I know I had a moment in one of my 'fics where he mentions he has a preferred placement for his water bucket but I couldn't be bothered to watch back and see if that was true sdljkf. This works great.

Already pointed this out in my Etho POV commentary but <3 Joel meandering up to Etho like "Remember Boat Boys? Surely that's worth a heart." / Etho: "You own my heart, Joel."

I enjoyed the dramatic music he played while building his fence

"Nighttime is pretty good to get people in inappropriate situations." Joel???

Joel, screeching and flailing and trying to kill multiple creepers that he personally lured in: "Make sure you buy the merch, Mumbo!!! Just make sure you buy it!!" / Mumbo: "???"

Joel getting back up to 30 hearts for about .5 seconds before dropping back down... Poor sad boy.

Spider had an effect so that's probably our full moon night; good to know for my "full moon strengthens mob hybrid traits" fanfic worldbuilding. In Double Life we normally had the full moon early in the week so maybe we'll have it pretty late in this one?

Joel ripping a flower away from two bees that were using it

Lizzie: "Fabulous behind!" / Joel: "???"

sdlkfj Martyn's despair when he falls off Mumbo's house and takes damage is somehow so much funnier from Joel's perspective... he sounds SO brokenhearted

I appreciate how Joel suspected Impulse's task was to get other people to put cherry petals / cherry saplings in their base so he immediately tried skewing this to his advantage by requiring payment

I will be interested to see if the players end up calling people out on their tasks or not, because there were definitely a few times tasks seemed pretty obvious (like Lizzie's poem) and there doesn't seem to be a penalty for calling someone out incorrectly. I wonder if they're just playing nicey-nice for now. Will be interesting to see if they start turning each other in later in the series.

#Secret Life #trafficblr #Joel Smallishbeans #bigbst4tz2 #Grian #Lizzie LDShadowLady #EthosLab #Boat Boys #secret soulmates #Secret Life SMP #Secret Life spoilers #mcyt #Secret Life SMP spoilers #traffic life smp #traffic spoilers #Riddle watches Traffic #BigB

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happyfunballxd · 9 months

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Made some cryptid minis. Might mess with some effects later, but I got flats on them at least. Thinking about doing some pins or stickers, maybe even some charms if I can get them to look nice.

#karu art #cryptids #mothman #jersey devil #flatwoods monster #bigfoot #cthulhu #hastur #king in yellow #not the mlvlt version but still a fave of mine #also lovecraft counts in the cryptid category cuz i wanted to draw them

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usuratongaychi · 12 days

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NARUTO HEADCANONS!!!

lol im finally making this post😭😭I’ll add and update things as i think of them.

ok Naruto first

- has definitely gotten sick from only eating instant ramen for a while.

- used to steal A LOT, he got pretty good at it and stopped caring abt it.

- has a lot more foxlike features than what is shown. his nails are probably sharper/stringer than most peoples, has a considerable amount of body hair, a high pitched laugh (like a fox’s call) and a high jump.

- i feel like hes very ADHD coded.

- one of those people that thinks everyone is bi, or at least a little gay. “wdym you dont wanna kiss your male friends??”

- would be one of those guys that argues about which rapper is the best..idk he just seems like the type.

Sasuke!!

- tbh i feel like he has a lot more mental effects from the uchiha massacre than is shown in the story. I can see him being thinner than naruto and sakura, just bc he’s always anxious.

- or having traps set up at his house, things like that.

- he probably sees things out of the corners of his eyes and jump a lot. (most of these im getting from when i had ptsd💀)

- he cuts his hair short to avoid looking any more like itachi than he already does.

- he’s probably one of those people who cant STAND processed food. he gets on naruto all the time about only eating junk food.

Sakura

- she was definitely really friendly as a kid. totally the type to invite quieter kids to play and stuff like that. she never wanted anyone else to be excluded.

- she was hinata’s first friend, since shes so quiet.

- she’s the type to buy everything in pink too.

idk i got nothin

Hinataaaaaaa

- definitely owns rabbits, maybe hamsters too. she would be such a good pet mom😭😭, esp because rodents are so finnicky and need quiet environments.

- has a mega sweet tooth.

- likes collecting things. charms, dried flowers, pretty rocks, stickers.

- definitely has an anxiety disorder, tho im sure they don’t have antidepressants in the ninja world💀

ok thats all i have the energy for now, updates later!!

#naruto #naruto headcanons #sns #narusasu

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wandabear · 1 year

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GIVE YOUR HEART A BREAK - WANDA MAXIMOFF X F!READER

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Summary: A request based on the song 'Give Your Heart a Break'. Emobaby Wanda is trying. Enjoy @imnotasuperhero! Request here.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ As you know me, Jules is portrayed by Adelaide Kane.ㅤ

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Chapter I Chapter II

NEW YORK, 2016.-

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“That will be it, thank you, Jules.” The brunette thanked the waitress with a kind smile and stepped aside to wait for the order, putting back just one of her headphones.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ The rainiest day of September, Wanda left earlier the Compound that Monday, of course she took advantage of the free time to catch up on her book, and drink coffee at her favorite place. She needed to get out, needed to get rid of the pain that his death left in her.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ A nice coffee with a bit of almond milk just to give it some flavor. Wanda was wearing a dark scarlet coat, a black dress and boots of the same color, one of the outfits that made her feel safe, Pietro used to say that it 'suited her'. ㅤㅤ ㅤ

Wanda sighed.

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The stress that she felt every day in those training sessions vanished when she got to the coffee shop and had her favorite drink; could breathe again and focus on the book. Escaping from reality, the reality where she was an avenger. Something that not even in her wildest dreams would have imagined.

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The tabloids showed a picture of her exclaiming ' The new avenger: a young and inexperienced kid' or the 'Sokovian mutant' who now lived in the Avengers Compound was removed thanks to Stark a few weeks ago, she could once again enjoy her anonymity.

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“Wanda” Jules finally called.

Wanda took the coffee mug, it was her favorite. One with many stickers, some of them songs or books the girl liked but above all: the name of her twin brother, Pietro. She always carried it with her, it was one of the many things that Pietro had stolen for the people of Sokovia, but that mug was for her.

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Thanking the barista, Wanda walked over to one of the empty tables by the largest window, whose view included Manhattan Avenue, just between Central Park and Morningside Park. Leaving the coffee on the table, she took a book out of her bag.

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In the time Wanda was there, she chose to snoop around the top shelf in the Compound library, books that were or used to be her favorites and which she considered re-reading as a good hobby; get rid of Bruce’s stoichiometric formulas, or Natasha's Judo grappling techniques.

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She opened that book on page 64; an automatic smile spread on those lips. Pietro's jokes about her every time he saw her reading a book came to her mind, the times he tried to cheer her up when they didn't have enough to eat, watching his sister read a book over and over again.

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“Hello there. What are you reading?” A charming voice made Wanda look up. In front of her was a beautiful woman, with brown hair, a friendly smile and a coffee cup in her hand. “You seem to have more fun than anyone else here, or maybe I'm just really bored.”

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How long has she been sitting there? How come she hadn't seen her? Was she too lost in the reading? Wasn’t even aware of what was happening around her until that voice spoke to her. Oh, Natasha would be furious.

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Wanda raised one of her eyebrows, but she looked down at her book again. But not intimidated by the Sokovian, Y/N continued.

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“Is that book good? What is it about?” The woman said before taking a sip of her steaming coffee. “Cool coffee mug by the way.”

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Wanda just sighed. “I’m sorry, but I prefer to be alone, please.” The sokovian girl said with her accent, brought her book a little closer as well as the coffee mug, from which she drank a big sip before continuing to read.

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Hoping those words would have an effect on the stranger, and although she didn't want to be rude, Wanda didn't really want her free time invaded by someone else. She was already under a lot of stress the last few days, the last thing she needed was someone she doesn't even know bothering her.

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“Today feels like a good day to have a coffee, maybe a donut, I love donuts but the sugar sprinkled ones.” Y/N watched through the window as the trees moved slowly and the raindrops hit the glass. “I like rainy days, don’t you?”

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Wanda didn't even look up again, just tried to keep reading, even annoyed by having to read the same page so many times because the woman in front of her kept speaking.

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“I'm sorry, I didn't ask your name… ” The woman in the leather jacket nodded, leaning on the table to better see the cover of that book. “Well, you’re a bit quiet, I like that...”

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Y/N continued talking about the city, the weather, the coffee she ordered, the music video playing on the screen, but Wanda never answered.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ She pretended to ignore this woman until the stranger left, but it didn't seem like a good tactic after all since the stranger didn't seem bothered with Wanda’s indifference, she even said goodbye almost half an hour, flashing a sideways smile that Wanda barely managed to see out of the corner of her eye.

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The Sokovian rolled her eyes when she was finally alone once more, but had to finish her coffee and run back to the Avengers Compound when she saw Natasha’s text saying they had ‘a job to do’.

Well, at least besides a tedious day of training, something different happened in her life.

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The story repeated itself the next day and also the day that followed, and the next. Wanda drinking a large latte, a book in hand, and the strange woman with dark hair who always came to sit with her.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ The endless talks she seemed to have by herself, because Wanda never responded. She tried to read even though she didn't usually moved forward a single page because of that nosy annoying woman.

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“I like how that makeup highlights your eyes, and your jacket, red and black is really yours.” Y/N smiled and finished her donut. “Well I have to go now, but I hope you have a good day, stranger.”

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That stranger chose to say goodbye and always leave there half an hour after sitting with her. Wanda returned to the Compound only about five minutes after seeing her leave.

And even though Wanda wanted to be alone with all her heart, that woman with the leather jacket was beginning to grow on her. Hearing her voice seemed… calming, and her sweet perfume was exquisite. And maybe getting a new routine wouldn't hurt at all.

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Three days passed in the same way, three days in which Wanda decided to arrive always on time and hoping to see the stranger one more time, even though her presence seemed annoying and invasive. She discovered that the stranger's name was Y/N, she read it on the cup Jules gave her everyday.

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When Thursday came, Wanda decided to repeat the routine once more. Although she didn't usually come back to the city on Thursdays since Steve used to organize a movie night -so he could integrate the newbies-, Wanda decided to go anyway, at the same time. Even tried to look ‘good’, something casual but just enough to make her feel 'pretty', even trying new perfume after parking the car.

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Wanda didn't even understand why she did those things, but the truth is that she hadn't started a conversation with anyone since she lost Pietro.

That afternoon she decided not to use her mug and use a disposable one with her name, maybe that way Y/N would know it.

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Took a seat at her favorite table, starting to read her book hoping to hear that voice that was even more interesting than the pages of any book but to Wanda’s surprise that woman didn't interrupt her again.

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'How strange' she thought.

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“Hey, Jules.” Wanda approached so she could chat with the girl. “Do you know if Y/N arrived today?”

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Smiling a bit surprised by the question, the barista shook her head. “Not today. It's weird, she comes every afternoon but she wasn't here today.”

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“OK thanks.”

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“Do you want me to tell her something if she comes?”

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“No, don’t worry.”

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The Sokovian looked around, her presence was distinctive, she just wasn't there.

Wanda pouted a little bit and decided to continue reading but the silence distracted her even more than Y/N. Wanda slammed it shut, glanced at the watch on her left wrist and decided to wait.

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5:30 pm Wanda arrived at the coffee shop. 5:45 pm when Y/N didn't appear in front of her. 6:00 pm when she finished her coffee very impatient. Couldn't even concentrate on reading.

6:30 pm when her hopes began to fade and... 7:00 pm when Wanda left the place.

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A sigh and confusion accompanied her back home, thoughts that were tangled like cobwebs impossible to decipher. Come on, she should be glad because now she could return to the book, having some peace, enjoy the solitude and tranquility but on the other side felt a small thorn of disappointment and did not even understand why. Someone else disappearing from her life in such an unexpected way.

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Wanda was an expert in pushing all feelings to the bottom of the abyss, so she did it one more time, avoiding thinking about what happened with Y/N. Just went back to her mornings training with Natasha and Steve, the lonely lunches, being alone in her bedroom, avoiding Vision and visit to the coffee shop on Friday afternoon.

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Jules handed over her coffee and a bagel, Wanda took a seat at the table by the window and opened her book to page 70 since she hadn't gone too far since Monday. But as soon as she started the first sentence the door opened and something in her head screamed for her to turn around.

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Y/N entered that place with that presumptuous walk, that side smile while Jules took her order, Wanda didn't even know how those expressions were familiar to her, perhaps she paid much more attention than usual… More than she wanted to admit.

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The Sokovian settled into her seat, her emerald eyes fixed on the letters, hoping that like every afternoon, Y/N would take a seat in front of her. But as soon as she looked up again, she realized that Y/N sat somewhere else. One of the tables in the corner.

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Wanda wrinkled her nose a bit confused, and although her expression indicated how upset she was, just decided to give up and keep reading. She should be happy, right? Y/N was finally leaving her alone.

She read perhaps two pages before reason left her body, because what she did next didn't seem coherent at all.

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Closing the book - stronger than she expected- Wanda got up and walked over to the table where Y/N was. Her brow furrowed, her lips pressed, her arms crossed. Wanda Maximoff looked at Y/N, who didn't get her attention until the sokovian cleared her throat.

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“Oh, hey.” Y/N settled into her seat. “Do you need something?” Y/N asked, her eyes met the sokovian emerald eyes and although Wanda didn't understand why she felt a little tingle when she looked at the stranger, it was overshadowed by her obvious annoyance. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ

“You didn't show up yesterday.” Wanda was encouraged to say out loud, still with her arms crossed and without looking down for a single moment. She was not going to lose this battle. Who the hell did she think she was?

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She was Wanda Maximoff, she was an avenger and one of the strongest ones. Strange moment where Wanda felt proud of herself.

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“I’m sorry, what?” Y/N put aside some papers that she seemed to be going through, the look of surprise and confusion on her face made Wanda hesitate a little this time.

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“You didn't come and now you are sitting here.” The Sokovian mumbled but no other words seemed to come from her lips for a moment. She swallowed and opened her mouth, but it was Y/N who spoke:

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“What do you mean I didn't show up?”

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“You stood me up!” Wanda finally confessed, using a rather high tone of voice, which earned the attention of some curious glances, but as soon as those words left her mouth, Wanda wished she had bitten her tongue. She pressed her lips together and swallowed once more, though decided to take a seat in front of Y/N to avoid making more of a fuss than they already had.

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“Come again?” was the only thing Y/N answered, her frown changed to a smile of amusement. Oh, that Sokovian accent drove her crazy.

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“You stood me up yesterday and now you are not sitting with me, why are you avoiding me Y/N?” Of course, staying silent had never been an option for Wanda, her mouth made her brain want to hit itself. Wasn't Wanda Maximoff good at hiding what she felt? Bullshit.

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“The h- I’m not avoiding… how do you know my name?” Y/N narrowed. “Weren't you the one who wanted to be alone?”

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“I just said that the first day, I didn't even talk on the next ones but I...” She crossed her arms.

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“Oh, that’s right. You kept ignoring me so I can’t see the difference. Now you can read without me bothering you.” Y/N waved her hands, shooing her away. “I’m busy, enjoy your afternooon and your book, miss.”

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“I wasn't ignoring you...” Wanda answered in a low voice, she was telling the truth, even though she tried to read or even seemed not to pay attention she remembered everything Y/N said.

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“I really wasn't...” Wanda sighed. “The first day you told me you like the donuts here, I tried them, but I think I prefer bagels. You also asked me about my book, it's not as interesting as you, but it's about some invasion or something where mind control it's the principal weapon. I don’t know, I don't think I chose a good book this time. By the way… I’m Wanda.

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The Sokovian offered her right hand to Y/N and they finally shook hands. A tingle ran through her body, a strange feeling that was initiated and provoked by Y/N’s touch and although Wanda tried to ignore it, she didn't let go for a few seconds.

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Wanda allowed herself to open up little by little, of course without telling her that she was an avenger or who she really was. She was grateful that Y/N didn't even seem to recognize her, so grateful for Tony Stark's pressure to keep her face out of the media.

Little by little Wanda allowed herself to smile, something she hadn't done since Pietro died. She wasn't going to deny that Y/N did everything to see her laugh.

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“Very good, Wanda. That has been fantastic.” Natasha nodded her head after seeing how the girl managed to get rid of two agents without using her powers. “That's all for today, guys.”

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Wanda nodded proudly, fixing her hair to tie it in a ponytail.

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“That was great, you're improving a lot.” Nat smiled as they both walked out of the gym.

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“Thank you.” Wanda nodded a bit shy.

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“I'm glad what you're doing every afternoon is paying off.” The Russian winked and then she walked away to go to her own room.

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Of course, that didn’t go unnoticed in the Compound, Natasha noticed the mood change in Wanda. Like her every day she woke up early so she could have some breakfast on time and train with her.

Of course, she knew what Wanda was doing outside the compound every afternoon. Hell, Natasha was a spy, and seeing how Wanda smiled in that girl's company made Natasha finally feel less worried about her new friend.

Y/N made her feel better, but Wanda was sure of one thing and it was that she wasn't ready to allow herself anything else.

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The brunette put her motorcycle keys in the jacket’s pocket and walked next to Wanda. That afternoon they decided to do something different, instead of staying in the coffee shop they decided to take it to Sutton Place Park and watch the river for a while.

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“How was your job today?”

That question caught Wanda off guard, of course she hadn't told Y/N the truth of who she was.

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How to do it? Hi, I'm Wanda and I'm an avenger. On top of that, I'm a mutant who can read minds and move objects. I could read yours but I don't want to be disappointed.

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Too much complexity, she wished for a world to escape to and Y/N was that now, the woman became her escape every day. She wanted to keep it to herself, or at least that was the advice Natasha gave her.

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“Good. I'm tired, but it’s something I’ve to do, as always, how about you?”

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“Cool, I've been working quite a bit on the project they gave me in class.” Y/N shrugged.

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“You work so hard for it, it will turn out great.” Wanda smiled a little tired and a little nostalgic. “Sometimes I wish I could drop my joob and just… go to college or something.”

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Noticing the sorrow in Wanda's eyes, the brunette pursed her lips thinking if what she was going to say next would be the right thing or if she would destroy everything.

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“That leads to the question I wanted to ask you, do you have Saturday off?” Y/N asked a bit nervously, hiding the blush as she sipped her latte. It tasted really good and especially with the cool breeze blowing against her face.

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“I don't have much to do.” Wanda wrinkled her nose, leaning against the railing to get a better view of the river.

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Nodding, Y/N reached into her jacket pockets for something and held it out to her. “Then the timing is perfect to give you this.”

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In her hands Y/N held two tickets to Cigarretes After Sex, really good ones. As if she were a light in a cold and dark place, Wanda's eyes lit up and allowed herself to smile.

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Nobody had been interested in that way before, besides Pietro, of course. No one had ever paid attention to her musical tastes before.

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“They’re playing at Webster Hall.” Y/N smiled widely.

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“Are you inviting me to see one of my favorite bands?” Wanda pushed her gently, taking the tickets to get a good look at them. She wasn't going to deny that that gesture made her heart race. “What is this kindness, Y/N?”

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“A date.” She answered without further ado, of course, it left her lips so quickly that it made Wanda and herself blush. “It means I want to ask you out on a date, if you accept.”

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“A date…” Wanda hesitated. “Y/N, I don’t…I don't know what to say.”

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“Yes? Maybe?” The brunette stopped facing her, the difference in height was something that Wanda found charming. “You can say yes.”

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“I just…” Wanda looked down, her hands hold those tickets as if she were holding an eternal treasure. “I don't think… I don't think I'm ready for this, and I don't want to hurt you.”

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Even though Y/N might have taken it the wrong way or could be upset, as Wanda thought she would, Y/N just smirked.

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“Hey, don't push yourself. You're not going to hurt me.” Y/N put a hand on the sokovian's shoulder. “Baby steps.”

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“Baby steps?” She murmured in that Sokovian accent; Wanda frowned.

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“Look, I know you don't like all this.” She wrinkled her nose. “Letting people into your life and I know that for sure it is because of the loss of your brother.”

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“It’s not just my brother… I don't think it's fair…” She remembered the last time Pietro was by her side, remembered pushing away the girl who flirted with him.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ

‘Does every girl in Sokovia getting a dress from Paris?’

‘You’re jealous you’re not getting a dress’

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Wanda swallowed hard at that memory.

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“I know.” Y/N was quick to say. “I don't want to pressure you here, I like you.” Y/N smiled when she realized that she had said it. Finally. “Wow, I can finally say it. I like you, Wands. Yeah, I do… and although you’re an amazing friend, you are… different. I know the big heart that hides under that melancholy gaze. Just... let's go to a concert. That's it. Give your heart a break.”

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Those words paralyzed her.

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“I know that it is surely not in your interest to be with someone right now.” The taller woman shrugged. “But…just come see the band with me. We don't lose anything, because I assure you that even if you don't want to... you're not going to lose me. You're my friend.”

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Wanda studied her face, detailing every part of it. She was so beautiful. Oh, she wished so badly to read her mind but she didn't feel like it was good breaking it like that. She had to trust Y/N, not everything was solved by getting into people's minds.

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“It's a free trial.” Y/N said again, taking Wanda's hand to caress it for a moment and walk away again.

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“A free trial…” Wanda shook her head smiling. “You are truly something else.”

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“Yeah, maybe.” Y/N smiled and they both leaned on the railings to see the river and feel the breeze, moving their hair.

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The smile on Wanda's lips and her slight blush showed that without a doubt, she was going to try it.

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And that Saturday Y/N kissed her for the first time, to the rhythm of 'Nothing's Gonna Hurt You, Baby' in the background. And her hearts beat together as if they were part of the melody. Their lips complemented each other so well, and their hands intertwined the love… one that would never go away.

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“Let me give your heart a break” She whispered in her ear as Wanda hugged her, hiding her smile. Feeling happy for the first time.

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After that date they decided to go eat some pizza together; Wanda laughed like she never laughed before and she felt how her heart was breaking all the ice barriers to let that warmth invade her.

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Two weeks where they got to know each other, some dates which were great. Y/N was proud as they walked hand in hand together. Wanda Maximoff's warm hand against hers as they walked through the cool New York night.

They took the subway together from the Bowery to Soho, but when they left the station the storm began to fall on them, making the girls laugh out loud.

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“Nooo! Come on!” Y/N complained taking off her jacket and trying to cover Wanda but was imposible. Laughing they ran through the streets, splashing with each step, pushing each other, playing and just having fun.

They tried to call some taxis but neither stopped when they saw that these two were both completely soaked.

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“I didn't even want to go in that junk anyway!” Y/N yelled, amused when the last taxi just honked and sprayed them with even more rainwater.

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“What do we do now?” Wanda asked, taking refuge under the roof of a Chinese restaurant when she heard the loudest thunder of her life, a lightning lit up the city.

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“My apartment is near…” Y/N proposed, trying not to sound too bad. “If you want, sure.”

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And she was grateful that her brain allowed to speak. Y/N sighed when she saw Wanda with her wet hair, hugging herself. She looked so…amazing.

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Biting her lower lip, the Sokovian nodded wordlessly before beginning the walk to Y/N’s home. Together.

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Even though the guilt of not telling Y/N who she was or what she did sometimes choked her, Wanda finally had something of hers. Something no one could touch, something she couldn't lose.

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In the warmth of the home, they shared a slow and passionate kiss, slow music and the storm accompanied them all night. A night where they made love, where Wanda really got to know what it was like to be loved, needed and touched delicately but also passionately.

The Sokovian's pale, bare back arched as orgasm hit her, and her girlfriend's warm lips traveled down her neck and chest to go with her.

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A mischievous smile that they both shared almost all night, caressing each other, snuggling and sharing warmth.

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“I have to go.” Wanda whispered smiling when she saw that it was already late, stretching her neck so that Y/N would leave those soft kisses on her bare skin. “Natasha is going to kill me if I’m not there.”

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“Come on, call your work, say you're sick.” Y/N begged between kisses. “Stay with me.”

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Wanda wished she could.

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“Can't.” The sokovian pouted and kissed Y/N’s lips, the lips of that woman who little by little won her heart. Completely hers. “I'll call you later so we can talk… I promise we'll see each other tomorrow.”

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“Are you sure?” Y/N narrowed her eyes playfully, watching as Wanda got up from the bed. Smiling at her from time to time; oh she was so damn beautiful. And Y/N was so whipped. “I'm going to miss you, Wands.”

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“I'm going to miss you too, detka.” Wanda replied before kissing her lips once more, leaving that room behind with much regret. But then she smiled, knowing that she could come back later.

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Right?

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With a bouquet of flowers that she chose specifically for Wanda, Y/N went to the cafe ready to see the girl she kept thinking about.

Jules smiled when she saw her once more and gave her typical latte.

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“Here's yours... Wanda hasn't arrived yet, do you want me to make hers now?”

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“She hasn't arrived yet?” Y/N frowned. “No, I'd better wait for her.”

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Somewhat confused by the delay -something very strange in Wanda-, Y/N sat at her special table so she could wait for her beloved.

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But the minutes passed and her coffee got cold. Y/N's gaze remained on the window, waiting to see the brown hair go by, and breathe in relief.

But that never happened, she waited an hour and decided to call her but Wanda didn't answer.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ

‘The person you are trying to call is not accepting calls at this time’

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What the hell was going on? Y/Ntried to send her endless texts, she called Wanda even more times but only heard the voice of the answering machine tell her the same thing over and over again.

She looked at her texts and as if by magic -or a very good hack system- everything disappeared. As if their chat never existed.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ

‘The person you are trying to call is not accepting calls at this time’

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She was about to go crazy. Or maybe she was overreacting?

What was happening?

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‘If you lose your one and only… There's always room here for the lonely’ Neon Moon by Cigarettes after sex was playing on the radio.

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Y/N lowered her head to look at her second black coffee of the evening, noticing her reflection in it and realizing that maybe destiny was giving her a sign.

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“Y/N, you should see this.” Jules, who seemed surprised looking at the TV, decided to turn up the volume on the News.

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But Y/N didn't pay attention until Jules called out to her again. This time in a more serious and desperate tone.

And when Y/N finally saw the television, she got up from her seat to get closer and get a better look. Not being able to believe what she was watching right now.

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“Criminals? Criminals, that's just the word I was looking for them, Janet. As you can see, now they transfer Clint Barton, Wanda Maximoff and Samuel Wilson to a prison for enhanced people called 'The Raft'. For collaborating with Steve Rogers who is right now an enemy of the United States. Being an avenger doesn't give them the right to break laws. And whoever breaks the rules in America will have consequences. Let this be a message for everyone out there.” Said one of the NEWS reporters.

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Oh, no. Please no.

I hope you liked it, this is a request from my friend @imnotasuperhero. 🐻

the cutest and lovely people tags ✨@blckrwidow @imnotasuperhero @wandsmxmff @dudaaaluthor @marvell-love - @ etheriaaly - @idcplss - @how-to-disappearrr - @simp4nat - @scarletwitchofthewilds - @cristin-rjd - @lonewalker17 @zairaaaa @mrscromanoff @kacka84 @helladumbsstuff @dandelions4us @karsonromanoff @trikruismybitch @danicarpediem

I can’t remember who asked me to tag them in my fics, if you want, comment and I’ll tag you.🐻

If you all have more requests, feel free to send them to me.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x f!reader

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c-rowlesdraws · 2 years

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the little planet descriptions as you fly through the galaxy in Mass Effect have so many interesting worldbuilding bits in them. The volus have a pantheon, apparently-- and we learn the names of a few of their gods, like Cherk Sab, a god of good luck. I can see them being a popular god among volus heading out into the dangers of outer space-- maybe with a small dedicated altar on a ship, or a little charm to carry in one’s suit pocket, or like this, in convenient sticker form.

#mass effect #mass effect art #volus #aliens #the symbolism of the radish and the pendulum is obvious if you're a volus #i'm not a volus so i don't know what they mean #taking on a couple mass effect commissions this week is making me revisit a bunch of old sketches so buckle up for more stuff like this #my art

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sinnabee · 7 months

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hey guys! i’ve got a bit of a (big) life update for y’all.

unfortunately, i’m having to figure out a new living situation pretty unexpectedly. my roommate and i talked, and basically he’s wanting to live on his own again. so i’ve got about two months to get moved out of here and find a new place. (i’m working on it! luckily i recently reconnected with a friend who’s a real estate agent, so who knows - maybe i’ll get my own damn house >:D)

for anybody that follows me on ko-fi, you might have seen the update i put there. this is a more detailed version of that.

basically, this means (and i am so so so SO sorry about this) it’s going to be a while before i can get a lot of these charm orders out.

i’m going to try my best to get out what i can in-between packing, but don’t be surprised if your order takes several months to ship. again, i’m so sorry - i know it took me ages to even get them listed.

one of the other things this is going to effect may be sticker orders and new stickers.

sticker orders:

i try to include free doodles with my sticker orders, and i am going to continue to try and do that, but some of you may not receive a doodle, and for that i’m sorry.

if you would rather get your stickers sooner, and don’t mind missing out on the doodle, please message me, either through tumblr or through ko-fi. (ko-fi will help me keep track of who’s who a bit better.)

if you REALLY want a doodle, and don’t mind waiting, then let me know and i’ll move yours to the back of my list. this way, i can prioritize anyone who doesn’t mind going without a doodle and start cutting down on my workload.

if you don’t message me either way, i’ll try and get your doodle done, but there’s a chance i may just go ahead and send it without one. luck of the draw.

some of you have ordered stickers AND charms! (omg, what the heck! y’all are amazing!) despite being in the same order, i may try and at least get you your sticker orders, unless otherwise requested. (i have a few people that have already spoken to me about having their items shipped together, so no worries if we’ve already talked.) for anyone that ordered stickers + charms, i wasn’t going to do a doodle anyway, since the main reason i have those is to do something with the cardstock i use to keep the envelopes flat. this way y’all will at least get something sooner! (again, message me if you’d rather i’d send it all together. don’t worry about shipping if i send them separately, i’m not gonna apply a charge for that, it’s fine.)

new stickers:

i had intended to start printing and eventually list my new halloween dca sticker design by october first at the absolute latest. but with the whole “ideally be moved out within two months at the latest, earlier if possible,” thing, that may not be happening.

i’m still gonna try, though!!!!! i’ll try and save my sticker making things for later in the packing process, and maybe try and get that stuff figured out before the end of this month. we’ll see if i can juggle it with everything else - i really think it’s dependent on me catching up on my other orders, first.

in addition to all of this, i’m still out of work on FMLA for my back problems. on the bright side - my appointment is FINALLY coming up!!! yippee!!! but that also means i have to take a lot of breaks from packing and working on stickers because… back hurty. but it ALSO means i have the time to do all this stuff, breaks included, because i’m not working. so…silver linings, am i right? :D

also just wanna say thank you to everybody again - i have made SO many friends in this fandom, and i’ve had a blast being able to make stickers and finally charms!!!! half the reason i’ve been able to bounce back so quick after getting this news the other day is because i’ve already had some of my pals who saw my kofi post messaging me and wishing me well. and the money from the charm orders is gonna help ease the moving/shopping process a lot, so - thank you all so much!!!!

again, i’m sorry everything is so delayed. but i WILL get it out to you eventually, once things settle down a bit. but y’all are amazing, and i appreciate you lots, k???? don’t forget it!!! <3

#sinna babbles #ok to reblog #idk why u would lmao?? but i don’t mind if you do!#fr fr i love the friends i’ve made in this fandom and all the wonderful people i’ve met #y’all are incredible #im hoping i can speed-run the packing process and be outta here FAST #and then also ideally get back to sending out orders quickly #anyways!!!! that’s what’s going on with me lads #and don’t worry about me!! ;D i’ll figure it out <3

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the-sleepy-conductor · 6 months

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Yooo! New person! It’s always so nice to see new Submas fans around!

Nice to meetcha! Welcome to our silly little community where we’re all a teeny bit crazy over silly train men. 🤏 Just a little.

Can’t wait to see all the cool content you’ll be posting soon! I have a few questions for you!

First, how’d you get into the Submas fandom? How long have you been in it for? And who’s your favorite twin? Unless… it’s BOTH!

I hope you’ll have lots of fun here. We’ve got a ton of cool peeps making cool Submas stuff! It’s incredible, honestly. Our community is so talented, and it’s fun to see everyone contribute something different! Arts, fanfics, EVEN FANMADE MERCHANDISE (the insane amount of Submas pins and charms that I have…)!

I’m excited to learn more about you as you grow! Keep it up!

Hiiii! Thanks so much for the warm welcome! I'm definitely excited to start posting art (and possibly fics) here real soon and get to know other Submas fans better!

As for how I discovered Submas- it's quite an odd story. Roughly 7 years ago my friend showed me a screenshot of N and Emmet, with Emmet running away with N's toy trains. I'll post the picture here in a bit. But I thought it was hilarious and saved it to my own phone. I was a little curious about who Emmet was (especially since it was clear he was associated with trains, which I've loved all my life) but I never really gave it much thought after that. Fast forward to about a day after Legends Arceus released, I meet Ingo. But I didn't know he was Ingo- I thought he was Emmet. I kinda forgot about Emmet over the years so when I saw Ingo I was like "Oh, silly train guy is here. What's his name again? Emmet?" But as the minutes passed I started remembering what Emmet looked like, with the white uniform and smile. And this man looked nothing like him but also exactly like him. I thought maybe I was imagining things, until Ingo introduced himself, and I started to connect the dots: Emmet has a twin.

So I do more research and find out they're known as the Subway Bosses, from Pokemon Black and White (my favorite Pokemon games) and that they're Battle Facility leaders. I start looking into them more, finding Battle Subway fanart and reading fics, and as I played Legends Arceus more I became super attached to Ingo. And it wasn't long before I got attached to Emmet too! I started to really fall down the Submas rabbit hole in late February 2022- February 22nd to be exact, as that was my first Multi Battle with Ingo and Emmet. (I got destroyed lol)

Oh yeah here's the photo I mentioned earlier:

I kinda laugh at the thought that this photo introduced a future favorite character, and that it had such a big effect 7 years later.

As for which twin I like more... It's both! There's something to love in both Ingo and Emmet, and I'll probably make a ramble post in the future about everything I love about them!

(Also I completely relate to the collection of Submas merch, my Battle Subway sticker book arrived today lol)

I'm definitely looking forward to posting some art and rambles, and getting to meet others who are in the Submas community!

#submas #subway boss ingo #subway boss emmet

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brightlybound · 1 year

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13!

#13 complimenting their appearance

(summer of '96, when Harry doesn't yet have a clue...)

Read below or HERE on AO3.

It’s sticky hot outside, sweat instantly beading wherever the sun deigns to touch, but this doesn’t stop him from fetching his broom to have a fly. The house is too stifling, air too thick, cooling charms struggling to keep up. At least out here there’s wind to wick away the moisture, to lift the hair off the nape of his neck.

He finds Hermione and Ginny in the shade by the paddock’s border of giant oak trees, giggling to themselves, surrounded by books and familiar, colorful pens, scissors and stickers and scrolls upon scrolls of parchment and Spellotape. They don’t even look up until his shadow is blocking out their light, and he’s squinting down at blue-lined, Muggle paper without really meaning to.

“Oi! That’s private!” cries Ginny, flipping the papers so they’re face down.

The artistic scrawl is easy to place, and so are her pink cheeks. But Harry doesn’t tease her. They’re still getting used to this budding friendship they’ve struck over the summer, and he reckons she doesn’t need another brother.

“Sorry.” He flops down next to Hermione, on the very edge of the rumpled white blanket they’ve laid out, and places his broom in the grass beside him.

“Where’s Ron? Does he not want to play today?” Hermione sounds far too eager at the prospect of a day not forced into two-aside Quidditch.

Before Harry can answer, Ginny snorts and says, “He’s probably in the loo. Remember, he can’t control himself around ice cream cake.”

It had been Ginny’s birthday yesterday, and she was completely right. Ron couldn’t control himself around the ice cream cake.

“She knows Ron well,” Harry concedes, cocking his brow at Hermione.

“He’ll be in there for a bit,” Ginny finishes mercilessly.

There’s a sound of disgust erupting out of Hermione, and both Harry and Ginny exchange a look before dissolving into laughter, the sounds carrying through dappled light and soft breeze.

This used to be difficult for him, relaxing, laughing, being easy with good company, especially at the beginning of summer. Losing Sirius still hurt, still hit him like a punch straight to the gut, but deep breaths of fresh air, and focusing on the now, soothed the ache.

“What are you two doing, anyway?” says Harry, nodding towards the explosion of stationary.

Ginny shuts a pink notebook with a snap. “Nothing.”

“Ginny's starting a… oh! Er," says Hermione at the same time, then winces apologetically at Ginny’s glare. “Scrapbook? Or something to that effect?”

Harry dispels any tension with a shrug, and he can’t really understand why he continues on. It’s clear Ginny wants to keep things with her new boyfriend at least semi-private.

“For Dean?”

Ginny throws him an odd, calculating look, and says, “Maybe.

"How did you two get together, anyway?"

He doesn’t quite know why he’s asking, but at least he’s rewarded by the color in Ginny's cheeks sweeping sweet, apple red. He grins.

"He drew a picture of me," she mumbles, pushing stray bits of shining hair behind her pink-tipped ears as she looks down at her lap, "gave me the drawing after, told me I looked pretty."

Hermione reaches over and squeezes Ginny's wrist, all the while sending a sharp look over at Harry. “It’s all very romantic."

"That's it?" says Harry, throwing the girls a confused look each. "Just told you that you're pretty?"

Ginny blinks over at him, and the brown of her eyes is lighter out here, glinting like wildflower honey.

"That's it. Well," she pauses, thinking for a moment. "I was by the fireplace at the time. I told him the fire must have blinded him. Then he told me I was funny."

"Well, that's true," Harry admits.

"That I'm funny?" she asks.

Harry nods.

"But it's not true that I'm pretty?" Ginny digs in, a haughty tip to her chin, a raise of an eyebrow.

Harry freezes, and from the corner of his eye, Hermione is clapping a hand against her mouth in an effort not to burst into laughter, no help at all.

"No," he finally manages after a second of stunned silence, "I didn't say that."

"You didn't not say that."

"You are pretty," says Harry, low and slow and surprising himself.

It’s a new and strange realization, anyway, and it leaves his head foggy and bemused. Harry blames it on the heat of the day.

Hermione is shaking her head at him in exasperation as Ginny laughs and laughs.

"It's all right," says Ginny, when she's caught her breath and wiped tears of mirth from her eyes, "don't hurt yourself on my account."

"You don't need me to tell you that you're pretty," Harry says defensively.

"No, I don't," she agrees, smiling at him, nose crinkled and kind of dazzling.

"I, on the other hand," says Harry, laying back onto the bit of blanket he's afforded, and he's done it so fast, that must be why there's a swoop in his belly, "would love a compliment every now and again, instead of you two ganging up on me."

"I gave you too many compliments already, when you were twelve.” The wind carries Ginny's voice to him, hard and steady and sure of herself. “You don't need anymore from me, your head's fat enough as it is."

Harry decides he likes the way Ginny teases, ruthless and unyielding, like a girl ready for battle, and he smiles to himself, squinting up through the branches and leaves, thinking of pickled toads and dark blackboards.

"It's all true," comes Ron's voice from afar, before they even hear the leaves crunching under his feet. "He does have a fat head."

"Betrayed by my best mate,” sighs Harry, throwing Ron a lazy, two-fingered salute. “Wow.”

“Hey!” cries Hermione, and the feigning hurt in her voice is overly thick. “I thought I was your best mate!”

Harry grins at her, all teeth. “It depends on whether you grab that old broom from the shed and get up in the air within the next five minutes.”

Hermione is lightly swearing beneath her breath as she begrudgingly gets up, and Ginny is laughing again as she puts the stationary away into a little wicker basket at her side, and Ron is already swinging his broomstick off his shoulder and between his legs, and Harry smiles to himself, another happy summer memory to relive another day.

#hp #hinny #harry/ginny #fanfiction #prompts #anon #asks #my writing #brightlybound

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latelierderiot · 4 months

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PREORDERS GOALS :D✨

I said it before, I was doubting between doing a kickstarter or a preorder, and I decided on the preorder bc the KS is an all-or-nothing, and I really want to make this, so even if I don't reach the minimum I need to fully fund it, I'll just cover it myself

BUT if it gets 100% funded (plus more) the next goals are (freebies):

Prints of the hats with the names/info of the flowers

Stickers (one for each pin/charm)

Upgrading the stickers from vinyl to vinyl with effects (maybe mirror)

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batmanisagatewaydrug · 1 year

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after an intermission that wasn't nearly long enough, I bring you the final liveblog of season 4.

4x20

lmao blaze it

what in the off-brand Harley

god Cameron Monaghan's Mark Hamill is so good. rip king.

something actually extremely charming about Riddleboy still working the same team of hooligan kids and apparently just. completely and utterly trusting in their ability to pull off a prison break? and he's right, Gotham kids are built different. let the Riddler have a gang of ragamuffins they're the only people on earth who could possibly think he's cool.

I'm gonna say there's like. a 60% chance that Jeremiah's generator thing ends up being the Bat Signal or something. powering the Batcave maybe. it's gotta be SOMETHING come on.

I'm just going to be really real with you: whoever on the props team decided to put an ice cream cone and stickers on Jerome's notebook to make it look like a middle school girl's diary was right

Lee @ Jim:

today they forgot to put the Grundy makeup on Drew Powell's fingers

rip to Butch I guess but I really don't understand what he's mad about at this point. he's got all his memories back, he's fully articulate, he gets the added bonus of super strength. literally all that's different about him is that he's pale like boohoo dude life could be worse

straight up I have absolutely zero idea how old the Valeska twins are supposed to be. I thought Jerome was like ??? 19 but Jeremiah had a successful career as an structural engineer or something. Cameron Monaghan played them between the ages of like 21-26. genuinely 0 idea what the energy is here.

oh my god Jeremiah CHOKE you are so boring I hate your clown pussy. die die die die die die die. bitch you'll never be Jerome.

Jeremiah's fixation on being best friends with Bruce, who's like 17 at MOST, is not shedding any light on how old he's meant to be

I have spent. minutes. long ones. agonizing over the most comical way to present this information and the psychic distress that it has caused me. and there's genuinely nothing I can say that will gussy this up in a way that will adequately convey the pain I feel right now, so I'm just going to say it: Riddler's got a clown kink. canonically. I'm not extrapolating or exaggerating for comedic effect that was just. tossed out very casually. like a bowl of free chips at a Mexican restaurant. why. for whom. what godforsaken monkey on a typewriter pounded that one out.

Harvey Bullock and Nancy Pelosi have one (1) thing in common

hey so like. what the fuck is Echo's deal. what's going on there.

#gotham time

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loverdude · 1 year

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Idk how effective of a poll this'll be bc I only have a couple hundred followers, but:

Notes:

I live in the U.S. and I'd have to know more abt international shipping details before knowing if it would be a plausible option

I'll probably make a more detailed poll rather than just "yes" or "no" in the future esp depending on the results here!

I'd have a combination of original stuff and fanart stuff for sale I'd think

Reblogs are heavily appreciated!!! Bc again I don't have a lot of followers for smthn like this lol

(my art tag!)

#💭#artists on tumblr #polls #idfk what else to tag this as lol

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artemiseamoon · 2 years

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A Hermits Journey

1: This isn’t home

A oneshot slowly turning into a fic | revised 3.27.23

Words: 2,213

Week 22 @writer-wednesday

The Teller brothers

Au where Garrett Hedlund is Jackson’s younger brother, Noah Teller

This is a oneshot for now! Will be expanded at another time.

This is a preview * read in full on A03 * for now it’s just a oneshot since my plate is over full

Jax was out of places to look when the phone call came. It was just a few seconds long, brief and to the point. Noah was never one for words, not after dad's death at least. Everyone took it their own way, for Noah, he shut down and remained that way.

It didn’t matter he still had Jax, mom, the club if he wanted it; Noah didn’t want anything to do with any of it. He was known for packing up and vanishing for a long time, much to Gemma’s frustration. Sometimes it didn’t even feel like Jax had a brother left. Sometimes it felt like Noah died too.

Noah’s been gone for 11 months, the longest stint yet. Gemma was all worked up, sure her boy was dead. She was in a frenzy and looking into reports and John Doe’s. Jax had a bit more hope, he knew his brother, to an extent, and he knew Noah would pop up again at some point, especially if he got himself in a hole he couldn't charm his way out of.

Even so, understanding aside, Jax was pissed. He hated when Noah disappeared like this. As predicted, Noah eventually reached out, he used his one phone call to contact Jax.

This place was in the middle of nowhere, all types of seedy with years of dirt and memories ground into the wood floor. Faded stickers and posters on the walls with a few vintage beer signs.

Motorhead blared from the speakers and the bar top was packed, shoulder to shoulder. The men looked the part for this place, and their sole focus was the busty bartender, thought they did eye up Jax's kutte when he walked in.

The bartender was older with a cute figure and confidence through the roof. Jax could tell she's been at this a long time, maybe even at this same bar for years. She used the moth to a flame effect she had on the men to her advantage; her tip jar was already overflowing, and she had a few bills tucked in the red lace of her bra.

As Jax observed her, she made eye contact and winked at him before going back to her task. Jax responded with a warm smile, then turned his attention back to his brother, seated directly across him in the booth.

Noah was doing that thing where he stares off at nothing, broody, full of angst. A 90s grunge icon in the wrong era dressed in all black and leather instead of flannel: eerily silent on the outside but a turbulent storm brewing on the inside. Noah looked the same, but different. His hair was longer than Jax's now, and he wore a similar kind of beard.

Continuing to say nothing, Noah brought his glass to his lips and took a drink.

“You lucked out brother, we have friends down here. Charges dropped.” Jax said, cutting into the sounds of the bar and thick silence between them.

Noah made eye contact, his expression remaining unchanged. “I didn’t ask you to do that.”

“Jesus Christ- " Jax sighed, then rested his arms on the table, "I know you didn’t, you're my fucking kid brother! Am I supposed to just let you rot in a cell?"

Noah shrugged, looking away as his jaw ticked.

"Look man, you can’t keep doing this shit. It’s killing mom.” Jax paused, waiting until his brother looked him in the eye to finish. “And me.”