#thank u for the ask♥️

[sapphic-woes]

I saw you're taking requests soooo anything Abby?Remember that post about having a girl's weight on top of you ...yeah 😳

Anything Abby....I was stuck on Abby with a mom like reader (as in R is the mom friend of the group) so let's hope I can do smth this time cuz I tried like twice to get the idea down😭 NOT PROOFREAD

Abby x Doting(?)Reader

So, everyone thinks Abby is a loose cannon yea? She's dangerous, intimidating, all in all not someone you want to cross.

So imagine everyone's surprised when you pat her on the head and tell her she's a good girl for going to get a recent injury treated like you told her too

You're the one that brings extra medical supplies on easy runs. You're the one with extra everything really–ammo, shives, ointment, etc.

You nag a lot, but everyone appreciates the feeling, especially when the world has become so bleak and callous.

But Abby? Everyone thought that if there was anyone you couldn't crack, it would be her. However, she soon becomes stuck like glue to your side.

You easily manage to "tame" her with your kind words and adoring nature, because even though most people assume she can take anything and everything with ease, you treat her like a person.

Abby in turn, loves being doted on by you. She loves being on missions and lefting a crate you to crawl under, just to watch you say "Thanks Abby" with a sweet smile, and check her hands afterwards to make sure she didn't get any splinters. She loves how you stop her in the middle of a run just to bandage a cut she didn't even notice. She loves how she'll greet you in the morning, and you immediately can tell she had a bad sleep, letting her rest her head on your lap until Issac calls for her.

Abby really loves how much you care about her, and it doesn't take long for everyone else to know too.

I think to everyone, you're a ray of sunshine next to death itself lmao. Abby is like a guard dog around you, and bothering you is synonymous with bothering Abby. When you guys become a package? It's even more so.

But also, once you get together you can nag her even more in public.

"Abby fucking Anderson!" You huffed, hands on hips as you glared across the cafeteria. You could see the other girl stiffen, as well as Manny and the others sitting with her start to snicker. You stomped over to her table with purpose, mustering up the harshest glare.

"How could you go out there, alone! There are protocols, and you know how tense it is right now, especially with the Scars. Let alone the infected! I heard you got hurt too..." You trailed off to look at her bandaged forearm, letting out a sigh.

"Oh Abby...why do you always try to take on everything yourself? You're one person!" You sat down beside her, looking up with blurred vision. You blinked your tears out of the way, and at the sight of you crying Abby immediately began to panic.

"Shit, y/n I–I'm sorry, things just happened so quickly. I didn't think to get back up–"

"But you should have! You idiot! You should have come straight back rather than rushing in like a crazy dog!' You full on yelled at her, fists banging on her chest. Abby took your hits with ease, gathering you up in her arms.

"I know, I know. I'm an idiot."

"A big, dumb idiot." Abby laughed, nodding in agreement.

"A big, dumb idiot. But I'm your idiot, right?" You puffed up your cheeks, knowing you couldn't stay mad at her. Not when she apologized like this, with the whole cafeteria watching the Abby Anderson fold to a girl half her fucking size.

"Yeah Abby..." You reached up to ruffle her hair, smiling as she grinned right back at you, "you're my idiot."

#abby anderson #abby x reader #abby anderson x reader #tlou2 #tlou2 headcanons #thank u for the ask♥️ #bibi answers

[reegis]

ur art is literally like the best thing ever i am actually obsessed. thank you for keeling the mechs fans alive in these trying times

just doing my part 🫡

#thank you sm!!!!! #the mechanisms #jonny d'ville #nastya rasputina #raphaella la cognizi #ivy alexandria #ily jonny sorry i keep drawing u as a c*rpse for the punchline ♥️ #asks #my art

[saintbleeding]

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

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

great news everyone!!! it’s Them™

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

[swiftviolets]

List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to 10 simblrs whose sims you adore ♥♥♥

𝐿𝑜𝓇𝒾 ♥️

she’s the youngest of 8 children. there’s just under a 16 year difference between her and her eldest sibling. she’s not spoken to any of them since the early 60s.

favours pop music and country music, though is also rather fond of jazz and blues. amongst her favourite artists are bobbie gentry, nancy sinatra, dusty springfield, cher, tammy wynette, the animals and the saints obviously.

she drives a 1967 chevy corvette 🚗. she purchased it herself which is something she’s proud of

basically a borderline alcoholic. i haven’t shown that side of her in my story much but man she can knock it back. she goes out to clubs most nights when she’s not working (networking queen)

also has some questionable gambling habits. goes to those shady illegal mob run card games and plays a mid game of poker before resorting to cheating at blackjack. also not so much gambling but she loves betting on horses. marco got her into it (to me he looks like someone who would own a racing horse) and since then she’ll go most weeks and she often goes together with marco <3

#THANK U♥️ #mwah #sorry i intended to reply to this ages ago but forgot #ask #c: lori

[mail-me-a-snail]

idk SHIT about cyberpunk 2077 aside from the state it was initiallu released in but i get joy out of seeing you post about it regardless. one mans trash is another mans boytoy or however the saying goes

i think i want to get the sentence "one man's trash is another man's boytoy" tattooed on my prefrontal cortex forever and ever

#asks #ALSO THANK U♥️ #often i wonder if i am yelling into a vacuum #but here u all r..

[petrichorium]

Having a child is gojo’s greatest fear for much of his life. But then you show up. You fix that! He’s not scared of just bringing a baby into the world anymore!

Because suddenly the hypothetical woman he might impregnate is you, and that terrifies him more than anything else in the world.

#it’s horrifying to him #bringing a kid into this world w the pressures he grew up with #but then……. well. he loves you. more than those hypothetical children—you’re real. you’re his. #he would do anything to guard you from harm. if he was the cause of it he would never forgive himself #pattering on the roof #me and my list of fictional men who fundamentally view impregnation as violence ♥️ #feminist kings in the truest sense #no children #char.🌧 gojo #VIC IF U SEE THIS SEND ME AN ASK AND ILL ELABORATE THANK U

[thedeathdeelers]

Your reaction to my juke jeudi made me so happy so thank you! Have some of our goofs as my token of appreciation.

aaaw thank you! 🥰

it always brings me so much joy when i see people taking part in juke jeudi!<3

also!! look at them!!! they’re so much!!!!

#genuinely so lovely! ♥️ #ask #thank u 🥰♥️ #juke #jatp

[rogdona]

I love all the artwork you have done for me, so

It's not the best because I'm not really a good drawer, but I hope you like and it's this a thank you for all the art you've done for me! 😊

OMG I JUST SAW THIS I LOVE ITTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!🌹♥️🌹♥️🌹♥️🌹♥️🌹🌹♥️🌹♥️🌹♥️🌹♥️🌹🌹U DREW THEM SO WELL U GOT THE THREE HEADS EXPRESSIONS PERFECT I LOVEEEEEEEE♥️💕♥️💕♥️💕♥️💕♥️💕💕💕♥️💕♥️💕♥️💕 THEY LOOK ADORABLE THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!💕🌷💕🌷💕🌷💕🌷🌷🌷💕🌷💕🌷💕🌷💕🌷🌷💕🌷💕🌷

#U SAY UR NOT A GOOD DRAWER BUT THIS IS AWESOME I LOVE IT!!!! IM SAVING THIS THANK YOUU♥️💕♥️💕♥️♥️ #🌹💕🌹🌹♥️🌹💕🌹💕🌹💕🌹💕🌹💕🌹 #friend art #ask #oc tag #furry #oc signal

[ethtyn]

Martyn and Etho on stream together

sobbing, sliding down the wall at the fact that i missed/am missing this. i will have to snoop VODs tomorrow for fucking REAL.

#it never fails to entertain me when someone anonymously comes into my inbox to be like ''i saw your crackship and thought of u'' #like thank u 🥹♥️ i love being the captain of this ship LMDNCKXKF #asks #* #anonymous

[sapphic-woes]

Omg what about maid reader gets injured protecting Ambessa from an attack or something ??

Over protective Ambessa >>> 🥺

I sat on this for a bit and I think it's cuz the over protective part. I wrote smth similar to this with Soma, and I mentioned that if you were hurt Soma would send out people to catch the culprit but she'd stay by your side until you felt safe/were treated.

Ambessa would do the opposite.

I imagine that if you somehow threw yourself in the middle of the battle (which tbh I think she'd think was quite dumb lmao. She's taken lots of hits before–you'll break after one in her eyes) and got hurt in place of her, she'd be furious. At you, at them, at herself, everyone. She'd probably grab you roughly, give you to the nearest soldier.

"I'm trusting her to you." Words that barely contain her rage is all your hazy mind can hear, and maybe you pass out.

But the soldier?

They stand there, and they watch a bloodbath occur. They're reminded why Ambessa is their warlord. Why she's held that position for so long despite others coveting it.

It's because the others died, becoming nothing but red painting her sword. They were reduced to futile begging and haunting screams, panicked attempts of escape only to be dragged back to her.

Ambessa Medarda stands amongst corpses. She drags one by the ankle towards you two. The sick sound of sticky blood stretching and smearing across the ground makes the soldier want to vomit. They're too scared to though.

They're frozen. No–shaking–sweat beading on their neck and arms barely holding you up in their arms, legs wobbling like they'll give out any second.

Ambessa stops before you two. She only looks at you. She raises a bloody hand to trace your cheekbones. You mumble with half open eyelids.

"Dear," the tenderness in her voice is a sharp contrast to what she says, "How do you want me to kill the man who hurt you?" The soldier blinks, realizing the body Ambessa has isn't dead, and it is the man who hurt you in the first place. Stiff, the soldier watches you blink, smile sleepily at the warlord, and...

...fall back asleep with a mutter of "Pretty."

Ambessa and the soldier stand in silence, save for the groans coming from your assailant. Finally, Ambessa sighs.

"I'll keep him imprisoned for now."

#ambessa x reader #ambessa medarda #arcane ambessa #arcane x reader #arcane headcanon #thank u for the ask♥️ #bibi answers

[disengaged]

hey pegs i'm so sorry about all the shit going on atm, idk what to say but hope ur okay + it all gets less fucked up v v soon for u

THANK U ♥️♥️♥️

i finally got to talk to the OT and the RSW today (ON MY FOURTH DAY HERE ?????? smfh) and they let me have clothes >:) and some markers and sudokus and stuff. still have the security guard following me 24/7 & can’t leave the ward or have shoelaces but whatever. i feel so much more human now that i’m allowed to wear pants

#i appreciate u thank u sm ♥️♥️♥️ seriously #they’re letting me do this weird loophole thing where i’m technically a voluntary patient and can have privileges #except the resident doctor told me in no uncertain terms if i try to leave they’ll form my ass again #they’re just doing it cause it’s easter weekend and all staff except nurses are off from tomorrow until tuesday #so this way ill be a little less miserable. like a shitty consolation offering for the next four days #but i’ll take it #and my friend is coming to visit tomorrow and bring me a new book and maybe some snacks #asks #dorimares #pegasus speaks #also tmi but i haven’t shit since sunday #and i have a lil ... yeast situation going on #i hate it here bro <3 #you’re so sweet for checking in though it means a lot to me :’-) 💕

[saintbleeding]

You know what you have to do now. (write the jg au for it)

Gerry doesn’t really like nerds, as a rule.

Gerry also doesn’t really like rules.

So you see the problem.

Like, okay, obviously if the rules fall within “safe and sanitary tattooing practices” then they’re inviolable, but if the rules are the only things stopping him from admitting he’s crushing a little bit on the dweeby audio engineer who works next door, then they were made to be broken.

The guy’s got a nice voice, even if he does dress like a divorced geography teacher. Mind you, Gerry’s only heard his voice in two contexts: sometimes, snatches of it drifting sonorously through the wall—which doesn’t bode well for the supposed soundproofing—as he… records? Rehearses? Whatever it is an archival audio engineer does.

Oh, and other times, while the guy is smoking out the front on his break, he’ll be on the phone, either with this treacly, measured tone that drips customer service, or in a much more genuine and irritated one, seemingly complaining about whoever he’s got to use the fake voice on. The duality of nerd, Gerry sometimes thinks, and smiles to himself as he works. It’s like there’s a silent, unacknowledged solidarity between them—strangers, but near enough that they can share the thought that people are a right bunch of dickheads.

It’s comfy. Companionable.

Easier than the mess of trying to do anything mental like having a conversation. He might be a wanker. He might be a Tory. Not worth the risk.

Or, rather, not till Sasha comes in one day. Gerry knows her. She’s come in more often as a hand-holder for her mates who are getting their first tats, but he’s worked on her once or twice too. On this day—on her lunch break, she says, but tells Gerry not to rush, she doesn’t mind being late back—she’s come in for text on her inner forearm. I am here, it’s going to say, in all-caps, with an arrow pointing up the arm, towards her. Gerry asks, genuinely curious, what it means.

“Easy to get lost,” she says. “‘Specially in my job. So it’s kind of a compass.”

Cool.

Gerry thinks that’s cool.

So they get to work on it. It’s not exactly painstaking, but given she said so, he takes his time on it. Lot of straight lines.

“Do you talk to Jon much?” Sasha says out of the blue.

“Who’s Jon?” Gerry says, without looking up.

“Oh! Works in the studio, next door?”

Gerry smiles without meaning to. “Oh, Mr A-Levels-History? Nah, haven’t had a chance.”

Sasha turns her head, sniggering. “I’ll tell him you said that.”

They lapse back into silence for a bit.

“Friend of yours?” Gerry asks breezily after what he sincerely hopes isn’t an awkwardly timed pause.

“Mm. Sort of,” Sasha says, in the same tone someone might insist they’re sort of friends with a panther. “He does a lot of recording for my company, and I’m usually the one who brings him our documents. He’s nicer than he looks.”

Gerry’s smile grows. “Doesn’t seem all that chatty.”

Sasha grins back. “Get him complaining and you won’t be able to shut him up.”

Gerry nods thoughtfully, and then the conversation drifts away from the topic.

But that evening, as he’s about to go, the nerd—sorry, Jon, apparently—is standing out the front, smoking, but not on the phone.

Gerry locks the door, pockets his keys, and turns around to face him in a way he hopes doesn’t look too orchestrated.

“Oh,” he says, “Could I bum one?”

Jon looks up like he’s surprised to remember he’s still on the physical plane, then exhales.

“Um,” he says, “Uh. Yes.”

He fumbles in his coat for a second, then pulls out his carton, which he hands over, looking away with a frown. Gerry takes a cigarette and puts it between his lips. When Jon takes the carton back, Gerry mimes for a light, and unthinkingly, rather than handing it over, Jon produces a zippo from somewhere and ignites it, holding it to the tip of Gerry’s smoke.

Not that Gerry is complaining about this, obviously. It gives him ample excuse to really properly look at Jon’s face for the first time. Stubbly chin, lines beneath his eyes and in the corners of his mouth, glasses in need of a polish. Their eyes meet, and Jon smiles awkwardly.

It’s right about then that Gerry decides fuck the rules, he’s got a crush.

“Long day?” he asks as Jon turns away, taking a drag of his own smoke.

“They’re all long,” Jon says wearily, then clears his throat. “I—mm. Yeah. Yes, you could say that.”

“And here I thought archiving reports from weird faceless organisations would be a barrel of laughs.”

Jon gives him a weird, silent look.

Classic bloody Gerry.

“Oh,” he continues, glancing away. “Um, you know Sasha? She, uh, talks about work a lot.”

When he dares to glance back, Jon is nodding, and if he’s still perturbed, he’s going to efforts not to look it.

“Friend of yours?” Jon asks.

Gerry smiles. “Sort of, yeah.”

They smoke in silence for a minute.

“I’m Jon, by the way,” Jon says, and Gerry nearly says I know, until he remembers what a weird fucking response that would be.

“Gerard,” he says instead, then, after a second, “Um, Gerry. I’m Gerry.”

They don’t shake hands.

“Strange,” Jon says, “That you spend all day jabbing people with needles, and I’m still hard-pressed to convince myself that my work is less violent.”

Gerry laughs. “How violent can things get in a recording studio, exactly?”

Jon smirks ruefully. “You might be surprised.”

Oh, cool, so he’s a freak. That’s kind of a huge relief.

“Anyway,” Gerry says, running a hand through his hair. “I’ve only ever had, like, three people pass out, so I’m doing pretty well. I’m basically a pacifist of tattooing.”

“You deserve the Need-el Peace Prize,” Jon says, then immediately cringes. “Sorry. Sorry. Christ, I tried to do something with needle and Nobel. Jesus Christ.”

Gerry laughs anyway.

“Not my finest work,” Jon concludes, lifting his glasses to pinch the bridge of his nose.

“Eh, it’s fine. You’ll just have to keep trying.”

Jon gives a bemused smile, bending to butt out his cigarette on the concrete.

“I suppose I will,” he says, and straightens his coat. “In the meantime, though, I’ve got some life choices to go home and question.”

They smile, and Gerry instantly prefers the kind of companionable solidarity the two of them share when they have actually had a conversation.

“Nice to meet you, Jon,” Gerry says.

“Likewise,” Jon replies, then he turns and goes.

Gerry watches him till he’s out of sight, and as he walks home alone that night, he nails down the preference list.

He likes nerds a lot more than he likes rules.

#jongerry #tma #the magnus archives #my #saint writes #anon #asks #the way i am posting this first draft without proofing. living on the edge 2day #thank u anon ♥️

[lynxxpaw]

Good job

#I woke up with this ask in my inbox and I was a lil confused but now I'm looking at it like :) #thank u anon I appreciate it ♥️ #anon

[mail-me-a-snail]

I see some instructions, I follow the instructions. And I love snails too askncsynghdjsi,vhbfnakdsjbhgasvjbgfd

OUGH! look at that tiny guy :]

#asks #he has been mailed ♥️ thank u

[kyxworld]

anons should go within, it's repetitive, but it's what MANY people don't do. Following "gurus" and putting bloggers on a pedestal as well as deceptive words and concepts is literally ignoring everything the bloggers have pointed out. They just POINT, the rest is you alone because you are only at the mercy of yourself! There’s no "superior people", concepts, etc. is closing your eyes to you (THE REAL YOU, not the empty appearances). some teach with veiled beliefs/concepts, but the answers are you, only YOU INSIDE

Btw Ky I loved ur fic 🫶

thank u anon

(also who’s this? 🍓? is that u or someone else? 😭)

#asks! #thank u for even reading the random words i put together sm ♥️

[harrylights]

hiii rowyn 🫶🏼

86. what is your phone background?

christina hiiii 🫶

this is a scene from howl’s moving castle, it’s the garden howl makes for sophie and it might be my fav scene from anything ever and whenever i look at it i get the same feeling as when u get into bed and ur blankets and pillow are perfectly comfy idk how else to explain lmao

unusual asks

#thank u love!!! ♥️ #christina 🌻 #asks