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here you go sweet pea

Since haily had her hair down,so does your oc

Can anyone who takes art requests redraw these screenshots but replace Hailey with my oc instead

My oc here and this patch on their vest

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@dranderyaoi a gift for you

Collage au

Drew had never liked Zander. Maybe it was the way he walked into every room like he owned the place, or how he always had a sharp retort waiting for Drew’s every word. Zander was smug, infuriating, and far too charming for his own good. Drew had decided early on that he hated him, even if his heart had the audacity to skip a beat whenever Zander laughed.

Their feud had been legendary at campus. Dorm pranks, snide remarks, and a heated argument that had everyone gossiping for weeks. But something shifted the day Zander stood up for Drew during a particularly grueling lecture. Drew wasn’t used to anyone having his back, let alone Zander.

Later that evening, Drew found himself awkwardly muttering a "thanks" over drinks. One drink turned into three, and by the end of the night, Drew realized something horrifying — he didn’t hate Zander as much as he thought.

Their first official date was Drew’s idea, though he tried to play it cool. He picked the ocean at sunset, thinking Zander would appreciate the dramatic scenery. He did. They sat on a blanket, the waves crashing nearby, their conversation soft and unguarded.

"I didn't think you'd be the romantic type," Zander teased, nudging Drew with his shoulder.

"I'm not," Drew grumbled. "This is just... convenient."

"Right. Convenient," Zander laughed, clearly not buying it.

By the time the sun dipped below the horizon, Drew found himself leaning in, heart racing as he kissed Zander for the first time. It was salty and sweet, with the promise of something deeper.

Before they knew it they were a year into their relationship, and Drew was happy — mostly. Except for one thing.

“Zander,” Drew called from the kitchen, glaring at the sink filled with clean but unpacked dishes. “Why do you never put these away? It’s like you think they magically teleport into the cupboards.”

Zander appeared in the doorway, grinning sheepishly. “I figured you liked doing it. You’re so meticulous about where everything goes.”

“I do not like doing it,” Drew huffed.

“Hmm,” Zander said thoughtfully, wrapping his arms around Drew’s waist. “Maybe I can make it up to you.”

Drew tried to stay mad, but Zander’s warm breath against his neck made it difficult. “You’re impossible.”

“You love me for it,” Zander teased.

“Debatable,” Drew muttered, though his smile betrayed him.

“Tell you what,” Zander offered, pulling back slightly. “I’ll put the dishes away if you take me back to the ocean this weekend.”

Drew sighed dramatically. “Fine. But you’re packing a picnic this time.”

“Deal,” Zander agreed, pressing a quick kiss to Drew’s lips.

And just like that, Drew knew he was doomed — forever wrapped around Zander’s little finger. But maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing.

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sorry for replying late to DMs I fell asleep. Also if you’re free can you dm me back. I am worried about you

like I said before, you don't have to worry about me sweet pea .I'm perfectly fine

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Hiii could you please redraw these screenshots and replace Hailey with my oc

My oc on the bottom

Sorry hun I can't, iv got school assignments to do

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@analiamilabloom

here ya go!! All done

Sorry about the white around it ,my ibis paint likes to be faulty

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Here ya go :)

You stopped answering in DMs. Where did you go also here I tried to make my oc but it’s hard to make them accurate to the drawing I sent you because it doesn’t have their hairstyle, headbands or body type please dm me

Oh shit. I remake it already. Lemme do that 😎🙏

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By Feather and Blade (pjoxdc crackfic idea)

Summary: Thirteen-year-old newly adopted ward of Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, aka the Talon of the Court of Owls, is a lethal living weapon with a mysterious past. But when Wayne Enterprises hires Annabeth Chase as Bruce's new assistant, the young assassin becomes inexplicably attached to her, trailing her like a loyal duckling. Bruce is baffled. Percy finds it adorable. Dick isn't sure whether to attack Percy or accept his offerings of blue cookies.

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Dick Grayson stood awkwardly in the Wayne Enterprises hallway, staring at Annabeth Chase with wide, unblinking eyes.

Annabeth, unfazed by Gotham's nonsense, glanced up from her tablet. "Can I help you, kid?"

Dick blinked once. Twice. His voice came out a little hoarse and curious. "..Owl friend?"

Her response—casual, resigned, and absolutely cryptic: "uhh...Yeah."

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Should i make this into a series or leave it as a promtp????

(future au) godlike ladybug/chatnori X Eldredge batfam

Six years. Six long years of battles, heartbreak, and emotional devastation. But now, at last, Hawkmoth was no more. Paris could finally breathe again, though the scars of Akumatizations lingered in the minds of its people. Marinette Dupain-Cheng and Adrien Agreste, wielders of the miraculous powers of Creation and Destruction, were no longer just heroes. They were legends, practically deities in their own right.

And the world had finally noticed.

The Justice League certainly had.

Realizing the horrors Paris had endured while the rest of the world turned a blind eye, the League decided it was time to step in — far too late, of course. To avoid a diplomatic catastrophe, they sent Gotham's best: Nightwing, Red Hood, Robin, Red Robin, and, of course, the Bat himself. Gotham's own eldritch-blooded children, touched by their city's dark love, were no strangers to madness or chaos.

Marinette leaned casually against the balcony railing, staring out at the Paris skyline as Nightwing approached her. "You ever get tired of pretending everything's fine?" she asked suddenly, not looking at him.

Nightwing blinked, surprised. "Wow, straight to the deep stuff, huh?" he joked lightly, though there was a seriousness beneath his tone. "But yeah... I guess I do. Comes with the job, right? Always smiling so no one sees the cracks."

A bitter smile curved Marinette’s lips. "Exactly. But sometimes I think... maybe I should stop pretending. Let them see the cracks. Let them understand."

"Wouldn't change anything," Adrien’s voice cut in smoothly as he joined them, his golden hair glinting under the moonlight. "People see what they want to see. The perfect hero. The flawless leader. But show them your pain, and they'll just call you weak or unstable."

Nightwing tilted his head thoughtfully. "Sounds like you’ve been reading from the Gotham playbook."

Marinette snorted. "Maybe Gotham and Paris have more in common than I thought."

"You’d get along with Gotham," Nightwing offered with a grin. "She loves her disasters."

Adrien raised an eyebrow. "Gotham’s sentient?"

"More like eldritch and possessive," Nightwing admitted cheerfully. "She’s claimed all of us. There’s no escape."

Marinette hummed. "Sounds like Tikki."

Nightwing frowned. "Who’s Tikki?"

Adrien and Marinette exchanged a glance, their eyes shimmering with ancient power. "Just a god of creation," Marinette said nonchalantly.

There was a beat of silence before Nightwing laughed. "Of course."

"Clingy godlike beings, smiling masks, and emotional repression," Marinette mused. "Sounds like a great foundation for friendship."

Nightwing grinned. "You know what? I think we’re gonna get along just fine."

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(future au) godlike ladybug/chatnori X Eldredge batfam

Six years. Six long years of battles, heartbreak, and emotional devastation. But now, at last, Hawkmoth was no more. Paris could finally breathe again, though the scars of Akumatizations lingered in the minds of its people. Marinette Dupain-Cheng and Adrien Agreste, wielders of the miraculous powers of Creation and Destruction, were no longer just heroes. They were legends, practically deities in their own right.

And the world had finally noticed.

The Justice League certainly had.

Realizing the horrors Paris had endured while the rest of the world turned a blind eye, the League decided it was time to step in — far too late, of course. To avoid a diplomatic catastrophe, they sent Gotham's best: Nightwing, Red Hood, Robin, Red Robin, and, of course, the Bat himself. Gotham's own eldritch-blooded children, touched by their city's dark love, were no strangers to madness or chaos.

Marinette leaned casually against the balcony railing, staring out at the Paris skyline as Nightwing approached her. "You ever get tired of pretending everything's fine?" she asked suddenly, not looking at him.

Nightwing blinked, surprised. "Wow, straight to the deep stuff, huh?" he joked lightly, though there was a seriousness beneath his tone. "But yeah... I guess I do. Comes with the job, right? Always smiling so no one sees the cracks."

A bitter smile curved Marinette’s lips. "Exactly. But sometimes I think... maybe I should stop pretending. Let them see the cracks. Let them understand."

"Wouldn't change anything," Adrien’s voice cut in smoothly as he joined them, his golden hair glinting under the moonlight. "People see what they want to see. The perfect hero. The flawless leader. But show them your pain, and they'll just call you weak or unstable."

Nightwing tilted his head thoughtfully. "Sounds like you’ve been reading from the Gotham playbook."

Marinette snorted. "Maybe Gotham and Paris have more in common than I thought."

"You’d get along with Gotham," Nightwing offered with a grin. "She loves her disasters."

Adrien raised an eyebrow. "Gotham’s sentient?"

"More like eldritch and possessive," Nightwing admitted cheerfully. "She’s claimed all of us. There’s no escape."

Marinette hummed. "Sounds like Tikki."

Nightwing frowned. "Who’s Tikki?"

Adrien and Marinette exchanged a glance, their eyes shimmering with ancient power. "Just a god of creation," Marinette said nonchalantly.

There was a beat of silence before Nightwing laughed. "Of course."

"Clingy godlike beings, smiling masks, and emotional repression," Marinette mused. "Sounds like a great foundation for friendship."

Nightwing grinned. "You know what? I think we’re gonna get along just fine."

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Check this character out!https://share.character.ai/Wv9R/mk96n272

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Im listening to my Spotify play list and I three of them gave me ship ideas for fanfics

little miss perfect = daisy ( daisy x sadie)

Jolen = Drew taking about haily ( Drake ship)

I kissed a girl = Zoey or haily about Lia

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taking commissions for oc redesigns ( in a gacha style )

is free

You get the code

Realistic or cartoon gacha styles

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Bored

ask me questions or whatever. I'd like some conversation and I don't care what it's about.

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it's pretty basic but this is the drama clubs ,drama shirts ( idk if this is normal but my school has a drama uniform so I based it of mine )

Black sleeveless shirt and long black pants

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Writing /creating an au where the dromies are theater kids . Band kids vs theater kids ( the music club vs the drama club)

here are their ( beta) designs

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my demon cat

Binx needs some appreciation

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