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faeriekit · 11 months

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Health and Hybrids 👽👻💚

[I can't remember the original prompt posters for the life of me but here's a mashup between a cryptid!Danny, presumed-alien!Danny, dp x dc, and whatever prompt made the one body horror meat grinder fic.]

[Here's part one or whatever. If I feel like making more I'll make more and/or post it to ao333333.]

💚👻👽👻💚

The world is on fire, and Danny is burning.

The GAV is in shreds; wherever he’s crashed, there’s no way to determine up or down. He’s entombed in wreckage. Everything is on fire and everything burns, and it takes Danny all his strength to peel himself from where he’s contorted around the driver’s seat chair, to drag himself through the twisted metal and shards of glass with nothing but his hands and his tears.

He hurts.

It hurts so badly.

He crawls, because he can’t tell if he has legs or a tail right now, and is too afraid to find out he can’t walk by injuring one of his legs permanently. It’s hard to see through the smoke and the tears. He can’t breathe. He couldn’t breathe even if he wanted to.

There are instincts unique to being dead. Danny can’t tell up or down, and he can’t tell where he is or remember how he got here, but his core tugs him towards somewhere dark. Somewhere cool. Somewhere enclosed, even—even better, so Danny can curl up and sob in peace.

Danny wedges himself into a dark corner, curls himself up as much as he can, and lets himself drop into his core.

Something is touching him somethingistouchinghimsomethingistouchinghim—

Danny pops out of his core with a scream. No words. No coherency. Everything hurts, and all he can do is scream.

Someone is touching him. The thing touching him is body-shaped. Human-shaped. Danny screams higher, louder—some part of his hindbrain knows that if he screams for real then there won’t be a human but there will be guts and gore and blood, but Danny’s too tired to scream for real, and too weak. His scream is only enough to send the human sprawling back instead.

More humans take the place of the first. Danny keens, fights back a sob—when another tries to rouse him from his hiding spot with an exposed hand, Danny flashes his teeth.

The human flinches, but doesn’t go away.

Danny feigns a fanged bite. The figure jumps back. Good.

He’s too weak to run. He’s too weak to walk through the walls of his hiding spot and dart away. His visibility flickers—probably how a human found him in the first place. He’s so tired. Everything hurts. But if he looks dangerous and acts dangerous, maybe they’ll leave him alone. They have to leave him alone.

Please, please leave him alone.

They don’t.

There’s something in his face. Danny doesn’t recognize the shape immediately, but eventually something clicks: a loop on a stick is a catchpole. The strangers are trying to capture him.

He’s so afraid of something else around his neck. His whole body racks with shivers. He can’t run. He can’t bite. Please, please, please—

It doesn’t latch to his hand. It latches to his wrist.

Danny is only peripherally aware of being dragged onto his knees, of being dragged into a container. By the time the doors shut in around him, his mind is empty of anything that isn’t fear and pain, pain, pain.

He drops into his core.

Danny wakes up in a container.

It’s not the same container. But all containers are the same.

Danny screams. The soundwaves vibrate the glass until it shakes, slamming against the floor until cracks form in the concrete beneath him.

Still, no cracks form in the container. When he wails a second time, there’s no strength behind it. He just sobs.

He’s alone. He’s alone and he’s contained and no one is coming to get him. His transportation is in pieces. He’s injured and he’s scared. He’s so scared. Everything hurts. He wants to hide in his core and he wants to run away and he wants to slither through the wall and he doesn’t have the energy into any of it.

Danny curls up in a corner, hopes he’s left alone—or better, released—and hides.

He doesn’t know how much time passes before he hears a click.

…But he hears a click. Danny peeks open an eye.

There’s…food. He thinks it’s food, anyway. Oatmeal? It’s in a bowl and it’s beige and it’s on a tray on the ground.

Danny sniffs. …The last captors hadn’t offered him food. They hadn’t thought he’d had needs, or that they ought to feed him.

It’s a miserable, aching feeling when he thinks this is a step up.

There’s a flimsy plastic spoon on the tray. When Danny jumps on the bowl, devouring the contents as quickly as his body will let him, the spoon goes down the hatch with the gruel.

Danny falls back asleep in the far corner of the container miserable, cold, in pain, and injured. But he falls asleep full.

It’s a luxury to not be hungry.

There’s a click.

Danny ignores it. He’s not hungry. He’s sleepy. His body is trying to conserve calories and metabolize new ones. He doesn’t want to wake up.

The oatmeal goes uneaten.

There’s a click. Danny’s eyes crack open.

Apparently he’s been asleep for a while, because there are three bowls of uneaten oatmeal on the ground, waiting for him. All are in varying stages of crusting over.

Whatever. Free food. Danny wolfs it down anyway, and tucks himself back into his corner. He’s almost him-shaped again. His human traits are slowly returning, cell by cell, piece by piece. He can almost feel the fractures he knows he’ll have in his legs!

…Wait. Wasn’t his container opaque?

It’s…not anymore. The walls are clear. Danny can see—or, well, until he gets his eyes back, can sort of feel—the room around him, and the trace presences of the beings who occupy it.

It’s a lab. Danny knew it would be, but his core still drops down, down down. He had been praying he’d never see a live specimen lab ever again. He certainly hadn’t wanted to see yet another one from inside the cage.

Humans come and go from the lab. Most are in white coats and pants, but they’re not GIW. Or, well, they’re probably not GIW, anyway, considering that they’ve been feeding him. The guys in white never think of his needs, since they don’t care if he Ends or not. There are monitors that fuzz and warp in his not-vision with details he can’t make out on screen, but knows instinctively that the monitors pertain to him.

And to his capture.

There are some visitors in odd colored suits. They talk. The colorful ones don’t approach him, but they…watch.

No one approaches. Good. Danny will bite them if they do.

With the see-through window, Danny can see the bright-suited blob shove a tray of food through a slot in his container.

It doesn’t fall to the floor, though. There’s a little mechanical thing that brings the oatmeal and flimsy spoon to a safe rest on the steel floor.

…Alright. Bone appetite. Danny’s hungry, and food is food. He pours most of the bowl straight into his stretched mouth and scrapes the rest in with a spoon.

More of his wounds are sealing. Healing. His core doesn’t throb so horribly with pain. The cracks in his soul are smoothing out. With consistent food and rest, Danny will be able to actually mount an escape.

Good. Danny licks the flecks of meal from the edges of his mouth. Good.

When he naps, this time, it’s on purpose.

Soon he’ll be healed enough to leave.

The clear window doesn’t go away. Danny’s poor sight doesn’t improve, but he can see people come and go. Danny’s never truly left alone. There is always at least one brightly-colored human around (or one dark, silent human), and an assortment of white-coated scientists milling about.

The clear window lets them see him, presumably. If Danny wants to escape, he’ll have to be careful not to be seen.

Quietly, so quietly. Danny slo-o-o-owly amps up the resonance of his core.

There are cameras. There must be. There are always cameras. Disrupting the electrical flow in and around his container is essential to getting himself out of sight.

The lights flicker. The human milling about all flock to monitors, silent voices coming muffled through the see-though walls of the container. Danny reels in his resonance just a touch—whoops.

But no one is looking.

Something twinges in Danny. Well…no one is looking.

Very, very quietly, Danny peels a relatively safe amount of ectoplasm away from his core. A Danny-shaped shadow forms, and, yeesh, does he really look that bad?

Whatever. There’s no time.

Danny turns himself invisible. He slips through the walls of his container, and leaves the lab to explore the base.

#the JL: uh. what the hell is this #the JL: I guess we can...it looks vaguely humanoid? Should we assume it's sentient? Let's get it to medbay— AH IT'S GONNA BITE ME #JL: Feral Baby Jail. STAT.#another Everyone in DP Is Dead Or Otherwise Inaccessible AU™#dp x dc #dpxdc #danny phantom #dcu #dcu crossover #cryptid!au #tw injury #tw medical #I guess #There are VERY enthusiastic doctors on hand at all time WAITING to slap a bandaid on him as soon as they figure out communication #in the meantime #allergen friendly nutrient gruel it is baby!

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tooquirkytolose · 6 months

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The Most Beautiful Woman in the World, and a blind man

#my art #the new history of costumes book i bought got me acting like i can do something with these fits lol #proud of her robe folds!#hope to draw their story soon #AH FUCK LADS just realized i forgot to color in her band 😩😩😭😭😭😭😭🙃🙃🙃

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eyes-eyes-eyes-eyes-eyes-eyes · 9 months

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since there's 2k of you now i thought maybe i should draw the guy again

#im gonna hate this soon but ah well #eyes draws #eyestrain #eye strain #bright colors #jon sims #jonathan sims #the archivist #jarchivist #johnathan sims #the magnus archives #tma #tma fanart #tma art #character art #illustration #id in alt

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marvelnatswhore · 11 months

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Beach day

GP! Wanda X fem!reader~smut

-step mommy wanda au but nothing that really implies it

Sum: Wanda takes you to the beach for a day, she has things other than swimming planned

Warnings: Mommy kink, G!P -Wanda has a penis) sub reader-dom Wanda, public sex, a little exhibitionism, embarrassment, praise

WC: 1.9k

A/N: i’ve never written g!p before

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The whole weekend Wanda had been overly touchy with you. You hardly started to notice when she’d wrap her arms around you to grope your breasts while you washed the dishes or when she’d sink her hand into your panties as you sat in her lap watching a film.

You could only moan and give into her, letting you bend you over and kiss you until she had you begging her for more. She was insatiable and even if you wouldn’t admit it, you loved all the attention she gave you.

You weren’t surprised when Wanda offered to take you to the beach for the day. She packed a basket for your lunch and even took you shopping beforehand to pick out a new bikini.

You were glad that she chose a secluded part of the beach to set up at. Only a few families surrounded you both and it wasn't long before you were laying out your fluffy towels and setting up a lounger under a provided shade tent.

Wanda let you sneak a muffin from the basket she packed you before sitting you in her lap to apply your sunblock, being careful to rub it as close as she could to the thin rose bikini, decorating your body.

You found a patch of sunlight to stand in, digging your toes under the warm sand and soaking up the heat.

The sound of kids yelling and chasing each other in the distance made you smile, it was bright and you had to squint to see the water, a clear blue under the bright sun you could just hear the sound of waves lapping quietly along the pale sand.

You hummed in surprise as Wanda came up behind you, whispering something about the view as her arm wrapped around your waist and settled on the skin.

Her fingers reached down to the seam of your bikini bottoms, stroking lower along the tight pink material before you quickly took her hand, moving it back to your middle and looking around to make sure no one saw.

“Does that embarrass you, sweetheart?” Wanda whispered in a teasing tone. Her hand slid back up your torso and this time you didn’t stop her as she softly cupped your breast nestled in that same pink coloured bikini.

Your nipples hardened under her thumb as she moved her touch to your other breast giving it the same soft treatment.

“Wanda people can see.” You breathe in a warning tone, feeling yourself growing red and not from the sun.

“I know, princess.” She muttered, leaning into you and kissing the supple skin on your neck.

“But they’re not looking yet, are they?”

You tried to ignore the heat that spread through you as she said that, feeling her lips grazing along your neck and her hands on your breasts.

“I’m gonna make you some lunch alright, darling?’ She pulled away from you and you could almost frown at the loss of contact.

“You should go swim for a bit, honey. You’re looking hot.”

She left a quick kiss on your cheek, reaching for her phone to check a recent message.

“Aren’t you swimming too?” You said with a pout nearly forming itself on the corners of your mouth.

“Later baby, I’m gonna soak up some sun first.” She smiled at you, “I’ll watch you from here, alright?”

You nodded, feeling suddenly eager to meet the sea.

It wasn’t long before you made your way to the tide, shivering as a small wave washed over your feet. You looked back and you could see Wanda in her yellow bikini, laying back in the sun chair.

You clenched your teeth, sucking a sharp breath in as you stepped further into the water, squeezing your firsts and you made it up to your hips. You really expected it to be warmer.

Your feet dug into the cool sand under the sea and eventually you gave into the cold, diving under a passing wave.

You swam in the water for a while, not thinking anything in particular, just enjoying the freeing feeling.

The time passed by without you noticing and finally, when you started to get cold and admittedly lonely, you made your way back up the beach, stopping at the public showers first to clean the salt off your body and hair, the high water pressure almost scaring you as it shot out.

You returned to Wanda and she quickly wrapped a towel around your shoulders, letting you dry off as she put a sandwich on a plate for you and offered you some water.

“Cold, baby?” Wanda said, laying back in her sun chair once you’d eaten and had a drink.

“A little.” You said, shrugging as you noticed the breeze that was now in the air. “Come here.” Wanda cooed, patting her lap for you to sit there.

You did as she offered, nessling yourself on her thighs and laying back against her chest.

Her arms wrapped around your front, pulling a spare, clean towel over you as a makeshift blanket, muttering something about what to do when you went home later.

“Want me to make those brownies again?” She whispers, smoothing back your hair with her hand.

You looked up at her, shifting your weight to sit on your side as Wanda's hand settles on the nape of your neck and she mutters something quietly before leaning in and kissing you.

You whine in surprise and she smiles at your lack of resistance as her tongue parts your lips, lapping softly against yours. Her hand found your hair, combing through it and guiding you closer to her.

It’s softer than she’s kissed you all weekend and you could tell by the way she touches you she’s been wanting you all day.

The deeper she kisses you the harder it is to stop yourself from wanting to go further.

You try to ignore it when you feel a bulge between your legs and quickly you realise what it is.

“Wanda..” You breathe, pulling away from her lips. She kisses your cheek, offering light pecks down to your collarbone.

The urge to rub yourself on her erection is almost too much to ignore

"Honey, we're in public, remember." Wanda says calmly and you nod, almost forgetting the people surrounding you both.

You do your best to stop yourself even though the heat between your legs is becoming difficult to ignore and you’re all too aware of the people around you, likely already staring as Wanda kisses your neck again.

Her hand trails to cup your breast, and before you can say anything she pulls away the thin fabric and lets your boob fall free. You want to stop her and cover yourself but you can’t deny that it makes you feel a certain way to be so exposed.

She takes your breast with her hand and starts massaging the flesh, squeezing your nipple between her fingers as you groan softly.

Wanda frees your other breast and takes it, groping it gently too, she doesn’t take her eyes off you for a moment, wanting you to know exactly what she’s doing to you.

You try to ignore the fact that Wanda has you flashing an entire beach and is groping you without a care for who sees, but at the same time you don’t want her to stop.

“You like this, don't you, sweetheart?” She says as if reading your mind.

“I know you do, you just want mommy to play with you all day.”

She pulls your bikini loosely back over your chest and her hand moves down to the hem of your swimsuit, toying with the straps.

Your gaze finds her hand between your legs, and you suddenly want more, Wanda’s bulge is even bigger, pressing into the fabric on your bikini as your mouth slips open and you watch her rub it softly.

"Baby." Wanda whispers, sliding her hand back over your bikini bottoms, finding the wet patch that resided in the middle.

She pulled the fabric to the side, ghosting a finger along your folds, the feeling was enough to make you moan and your hips began grinding against her for more.

“Want it, baby?” Wanda hums, and you groan at the warmth on your neck.

“Well? Use your words sweetheart.”

You nod hardly thinking, “please mommy, fuck me.”

She smiles, “good girl.”

She pulls away her hand from your heat, slipping her bottom bikini down her hips, letting her hardened cock free.

You whimper feeling it rub your entrance, a breath is caught in the back of your throat and you instantly want more, grinding yourself along her wet tip and pressing yourself onto her.

“Baby-” Wanda moans, and her hands find your hips gripping you softly and guiding you down onto the length.

You whine, sinking it deeper as you quickly accommodate her size, she lifts you back up and down again to take her full length as you groan. Feeling her thrust into you at an agonisingly slow pace, you’re desperate for more and the sound of your wet slick against her skin wasn’t making it easier to remain calm.

"Like this baby?” Wanda mutters in your ear, “all these people could see your mommy fucking you."

You can only find it in yourself to nod your head as she taunts you, glancing around at the few people thankfully not close enough to know what she’s doing to you, immersed in their own conversations and watching their children playing in the water.

“Mommy you feel so good.” You moaned, your desperation pushing you into that soft headspace Wanda had been putting you in all weekend.

She immersed herself in the feeling, knowing people could be staring only turned her on more. You could feel her girth pulsing in you as she brought you down again taking her whole length.

You looked so pretty, sitting between her thighs with that needing look on your face, humping your hips against her cock and sucking your lip as she thrust into you again.

It didn’t take long before you felt that urge threatening to overcome you.

"Mommy i'm gonna come-" You whimper, humping yourself quicker on her cock as she finds an angle that hits the right spot.

"Fuck-me too." Wanda groans pushing her length deeper as she feels your walls squeeze around her.

Your head falls back and you gasp, moaning helplessly as you come and suddenly Wanda does the same, groaning as you feel her warm cum filling you.

"Mommy-" You mutter softly and Wanda hums in response. You could feel her dick twitching inside you as she finished.

Her hand offered strokes along your cheek and her lips pressed on your neck as she kissed the skin, you only now thought of the marks she must have left.

"That’s it sweet girl." She said brushing your hair back, "such a good girl."

You moan softly as Wanda pulls out and you feel her warm cum drip down your thighs and onto the chair below, you glance down at the mess between your legs, your cute pink bikini smeared in cum and Wanda's erect cock between your thighs.

you almost wish she would do it again.

#fics #step mommy wanda #mommy wanda #wanda maximoff x reader #mommy wanda x reader #ah i hate this #i needa post something good soon

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nessguts · 3 months

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#dbz #ah reminder that my coms are open..#no slots filled rn so #im bumping it soon but just a heads up

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todayisafridaynight · 27 days

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#iw spoilers #i GUESS ????#rgg #ryu ga gotoku #yakuza series #like a dragon infinite wealth #daigo dojima #taiga saejima #goro majima #snap sketches #majima jumpscare AH #this stupid thing finally made me make my saejima ref sheet and i didnt even really need it #anyway this isnt what i was talkin bout when i said i wanted to draw a daigo comic #ill prob draw that other thing later but i have to go to class soon so. lol

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larsnicklas · 3 months

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MATTHEW TKACHUK ✧ 240124 We're a team through and through in that room and we're sticking up for each and every one of us.

#matthew tkachuk #florida panthers #nhl #hockey #meg.cats #meg.gif #meg.all #ah it's just a pleasure seeing him get hot. he was honestly playing well early in the year too but he was SO snakebitten #also like. you know. coming off a major injury and whatnot.#he's been looking great though.#as soon as he was sure he wouldn't get dragged to the cold north for the asg he was like <3 ok hang on i'm going turbo mode #(me vs. the 720p footage the bally twt account posts.....)

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girlboyburger · 10 months

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Hello everyone, I really don't like asking for it, but it's undeniable that me and my housemates could use some help. We live in a very conservative area, and all of us are visibly queer. We're trying to raise funds to move somewhere safer, but the only way I can earn income safely is through art, as I've been threatened or put in harm's way due to my apparent trans-ness at every place I've worked at. My roommates face similar tribulations, living in the public eye here is simply unsustainable. There's more info on the going-ons of our situation in the gofundme, but if you can't afford to donate, sharing this post, my commission post, or the gofundme on my other social medias does so much in the way of getting us out of here.

if you'd rather donate directly, my paypal and kofi.

We are extremely appreciative of any help we can get, shares makes a huge difference.

AND, for your time, an image of our cat, Mr Mayor, who you would also be benefiting.

Thank you.

#ah. a huge part of why i've backed out of online social spaces n haven't been posting as much all around is what's goin on here.#i've been doing better now that there's a prospective move on the horizon #but i hope to be making art for yall at a regular ish pace again soon #ironically i finished this gofundme yesterday. which. was the day i got called a tr*nny while minding my business in a taco bell. if that u #puts any more emphasis on how conservative of an area we're in #from the bottom of my heart #thank you for reading.#trans #transgender #gofundme #crowdfund #please help #signal boost #lgbtq #queer #i'm not sure what else to tag #help ?#aah

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hydrodragons · 3 months

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gaming & xianyun ✧ vibrant harriers aloft in spring breeze cutscene

#genshin impact #genshinedit #genshinimpactedit #genshinet #gaming genshin #gaming #xianyun #cloud retainer #mine*#gaming*#cloud retainer*#genshin spoilers #4.4 spoilers #happy lunar new year everyone!!! <3333 #im very ehhhhhhh about this colouring #but i wanted to gif this part ah my son is so precious 🥹#i'll make a separate gifset for him soon he absolutely deserves one

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iknowwhereyousnoozeatnight · 1 month

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can you draw L and Light doing work together I think it'd be cute and relaxing

L says the overhead lights stay off

#ask #death note #light yagami #l lawliet #lawlight #maybe #i've been having fun w perspective lately just freehanding it seeing what happens it's nostalgic to me bc i used to draw a lot of #houses n shit bc geometric shapes and different perspectives are very relaxing to draw for me #did a very dark color palette bc i have been going crazy wild with color palettes lately (they are coming soon) idk something in my #head clicked and i have just been a color understander i've pulled color palettes out of thin air and they work it's wild and very fun but #wanted to do smth more low-key bc i drew this in the middle of the night for one and also blue greys are some of my fav colors #for sketching and i didn't feel like lining and finishing this for realsies #ah just realized i forgor their handcuffs oops i am not going back to fix that

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p-osse · 9 days

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"you make me wanna blush, ah-ah-ah blush."

I FEEL LIKE MONEY EVENT

im back and ive improved a lot, so heres a new event for 400 like i promised, even though my other one (join here) isnt finished. This event is based off of, well, WOO!AH!'s BLUSH, their most recent cb!

RULES

✿　₊　⌦　to join all you have to do is reblog and tag 3 of your friends, comment joining, and rate blush in the comments.

✿　₊　⌦　dm me a number 1-5, which will be your member. you must use that member somewhere in your moodboard and either tag me or just use the tag #posse event : i feel like money 💰

✿　₊　⌦　only one moodboard per person, others will be unnoticed and not used during final voting unless you let me know youre changing it.

✿　₊　⌦　youll earn bonus points for making your own resources listed here, +5 points for img, +10 points for div, +15 points for gif.

✿　₊　⌦　the deadline is may 11th, which will give you about 3-4 weeks, basically a month, to work on and perfect your moodboard and anything custom youre adding to it.

✿　₊　⌦　if anything is submitted after saturday, may 11th at 9 PM CST, your moodboard will not be counted.

PRIZES

✿　₊　⌦　1st: 5 moodboards, 3 locs, 150 reblogs on post of choice, shoutout, and any 3 other resources, ex: gif, hdr, layt, etc.

✿　₊　⌦　2nd: 3 moodboards, 2 locs, 100 reblogs on post of choice, shoutout, and any 2 other resources, ex: gif, hdr, layt, etc.

✿　₊　⌦　3rd: 1 moodboard, 1 loc, 50 reblogs on post of choice, shoutout, and any other resource, ex: gif, hdr, layt, etc.

✿　₊　⌦　runner ups: 25 reblogs on post of choice and a shoutout.