#(self promo - link)

[alebrijediscordico]

Hai! after thinking about it for a While, i'm opening commissions!

if you want some examples of what i can do, you can go check my art tag, name on my blog description (and in the future, you'll be able to check other commission examples in a commission specific tag)

for the commission art i will need either a sfw reference, a detailed description or pictures to go of from if you lack of an illustrated reference. you can contact me on discord if interested, and i'll request for half of the full payment up-front after the accepted final sketch (for anything but the doodles and sketches option). after that, i'll get on finishing the commission

Will update this in real time as slots are taken and free again!

Slots:

01. Taken! 02. Open! 03. Open! 04. Open! 05. Open! 06. Open! 07. Open!

Or if you'd prefer a different method of paying or to just tip, i've made a Kofi! Though, by tipping the max default amount of 5 dollars, you can request a simple chibi of an oc of yours :]

(reblogs appreciated !)

[nenoname]

stan twins the canon cptsd brothers i will always think about all your unaddressed issues that would make perfect plot fuel for your spinoff

and also the whole 'stan getting that poem by bill via a website which contrasts with bill getting one from the axolotl via a website' foreshadowing thing

like idk i would love something like su future but like more optimistic, aka not an accumulated breakdown that has to be mostly resolved off screen at the end :/// but something thats being kinda addressed throughout? (although would love to see one of them turn into a monster thats always fun lol)

stan having severe issues from his dad and those years of being homeless that we keep on getting more info on but never really getting confronted on (the drifter catalogue and tijuana incident...), him being completely alone for like twenty years when running the shack before soos comes along to the point that 1998 is noted as his low point, and him not really learning about bill+what he did to ford until ages after he killed him if he ever did get the full context

while i think amnesia and everyone seeing him as a hero actually helped with stan's 'i'm a worse version of my brother' thing its still a lingering issue too and we now got him being insecure over his own hands

ford being immediately thrown from 'being tortured by bill' to 'being stuck in the multiverse and being chased by bounty hunters constantly', him fully expecting himself to die when destroying bill, and him only now being safe for the first time in 30 years ....relatively safe, he's still in constant danger because of course he is

idk in the end the series wants them to be happy and they deserve it, its why i wasn't too worried about the book being like 'ooh bill is back!! and the book is haunting ford' thing cos i knew they'll be ok

[tea-cat-arts]

A reoccurring thought I had for a while now-

On one hand, I'd like to think someone gave him a hug at least once in those 800 years. On the other, idk who Xie Lian would let himself be vulnerable with

[pyrajanison]

💙💜PLEASE BUY ME A KO-FI💜💙

Edit 10/26/24 - Hey all, stuff is hectic again. Currently struggling to get enough to support myself. Calling upon goodwill and art commissions to get me through the next few days before the first of November. Currently trying to get up to $750 for rent, though more would be welcome. My Commissions are open, here is some examples of my digital Psychonauts themed work featuring my OC and other characters.

If you would like something like this, please commission me on my Ko-Fi via the link below. I'm doing a two for one, commission one piece, request one of equal or lesser value for free. You can also donate to get a sketch request that I'll draw at a dollar a minute ($3=3 minute drawing, $10= 10 minute drawing, etc)

I also just got a new commission type for short fics that are pay what you want starting at $10. I've been getting back into writing recently, and if you want to read some of my stuff you can check out my AO3 here.

So, if you can, would you kindly buy me a ko-fi or make a commission? Every little bit helps. I'll also be opening animated commissions in a bit.

💜💙COMMISSION ME ON KO-FI HERE💙💜

💙💜VIEW MY KO-FI GALLERY HERE💜💙

(probably will repost this so it gets more traction)

[splatoonusna]

If you enjoy my updates here, I do have a Kofi if you'd like to Support Me and I also do Commissions if you're interested :3

[imagefire]

HOMESTUCK STAMPS AGAIN

[euphress]

Art Commissions

Hi! I'm a senior in high school with a (cheesy) dream of being an artist. Specifically, a 2D animator. In order to build up a portfolio, save for college, and earn some money to improve my art supplies (like, an iPad for example, as I currently use my phone), I've started a ko-fi! I've wanted to for a while, but finally decided to do it after losing my job haha. I would appreciate it more than anything if you could check it out! My ko-fi is linked here.

I'll post artwork here to promote my ko-fi and also just to... post my artwork in general!

My current favorite drawing I've made would be this fanart of Amity and Boscha from The Owl House (not a ship, don't worry)! Please check my ko-fi out if you like it or are interesting in supporting a small artist!

[klauw22]

Heya im Klauw and i draw mostly fanarts. If im not drawing then im probably talking gibberish about my favourite character (which is most of the time).

twitter ✦ kofi ✦ commissions ✦ twitch ✦ print shop ✦ instagram

[wayfayrr]

🦆 anon again with another self aware ask! (I know you said you wanted me to blow up your inbox but please let me know if you need a break from my constant curiosity.)

Ok! Soooooo… in theory, how would the self aware boys get out if their game wasn’t on a console, but a pc?

While reading the part where Twilight escapes, I just kept thinking about how I don’t own a Wii. I had to download an emulator and spend an hour teaching myself how it worked before I was able to play TP.

I know it’s probably going to be the same answer as how he got out of the Wii, but the question still itched at my brain. 😅

funnily enough I have written one for this fdgvdfvdfbv

gonna take this chance to pop each of the self aware fics here (yes they're in my masterlist but there's no harm in this right? I don't do allllllll that much self promo :3c)

Sky's escape into your arms, Anniversary nostalgia, Copy and pasted (sky's trio, the first one which started it all and then some exploration of how some things after he gets out could go)

A Sickly escape (twilight's one <3 where he's been stuck for a good ol while)

By your side from day one, A little escapade (wild's main one and then where he climbs out of a screenshot)

Mask meets with his sibling (mm link getting out of an emulator)

Siblings? I'll be your sibling for real (young time!!!!)

Stardew valley (some exploration of how they could get into other games)

Self-conscious captain (personal favourite of how wars gets out)

Most of these have the same initial theme but it's explored in different ways - I really would like to start writing for some of the other parts of it too though, I've been playing with the idea of writing the link becoming aware from their pov too which could be fun if people are interested

[yoohyeon]

Hiiiiii 💜

My name is Alex ! I’m a content creator trying her best and I’m close to my next big number so I thought a promo post should be made 💕

I’m a multistan, that can’t shut up about pokemon even if I have a sideblog for it but it make good edits like my kpop idols as trainer serie that people seem to like. I’m also an rookie gif maker, that is doing the best she can with the worst program to do them with and other things 🫶

I’m just here to support and love my mutuals and have a good time talking about what I love, if that interest you check it out

[movedmyth]

I WISH I COULD SAY EVERYTHING I'VE DONE & STILL BE LOVED. * independent & private roleplay blog for a last dragonborn   original character from   the elder scrolls: skyrim.

[smilingmxsk]

Ind. Sel. Priv. Fandomless Horror OC | RP/Ask Blog for Margaret Anne Williams

OC/AU/Canon Friendly | Fluctuating Activity

10+ Years RP Experience

Loved by HikariDana

WARNING!!! DARK THEMES IMMINENT!!!

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Carrd | Rules | About | Verses | Margaret RP Scenario Prompts

[ranticore]

just wanted to say i absolutely love ur characters. each and every one of them is such a joy to follow. genuinely cant say how many times i've reread ur books at this point. i love them and i would hate being around any of them (special mention to my boy erica for being both the coolest and lamest person alive and jean for. being jean)

thank you so much for sending this 🧡and also for so completely understanding eri's character

here is a snippet (might be used, might not) from one of the openings of the third book i've written:

“What is it that we call you these days, anyhow?” Erica went on, falling into step beside him. His fingernails were black, as if he’d been scratching coals. “And why am I needed?” “We found explosives at the Spurs barracks,” Félix said. Any remnant of resentment or anger that might have showed on Erica’s narrow, shrewd features was wiped away in an instant. He practically bounced on ahead, leaving Félix to wrestle with the mule who pulled one of the emptier supply carts. “Wait just a moment!” Félix called, finally getting the animal to pull into a trot. Erica mounted one of the steps at the back of the cart as it passed by. “What kind of explosives?” “The kind that explodes, how am I to know? You’re the expert.” Félix settled himself into the driving position, finally, wincing as the movement of the cart rattled up through his knee. “It was wrote on the box, 'N I T R O-'” “Nitroglycerin?” Erica looked elated at that. “Ah, I know you were sent for Jean but you should have asked for me first, Ortega. You’re less wrong than usual; of the two of us, he may be the physicist, but I am the chemist.” “I don’t give a fuck what it is,” Félix said, stubbornly, “and I don’t care to know. We only need to transport it.”

“Naturally. Do we know why it is there?” Erica was speaking directly over Félix’s shoulder, suddenly, his tangled black mane brushing against Félix’s perfectly clean chestnut brown hair. It was a reasonable question and one at which Félix could only guess. “Isn’t it obvious?” he said, rather than admit ignorance. “They’re storing it all away from the townsfolk so that they don’t set it off by mistake.” “Evidently,” said Erica, “but why have it at all? This is not a mining town.” “It ain’t an army town, either,” Félix said, “but they managed to drum up a firing squad for those rangers.” Erica’s black eyes turned to the distant grey-brown line made by the sea on the western horizon. The sea had always struck Félix as something very ugly, as much as he would have liked to have believed in the romanticised vision of foam and waves in many of the books he’d read. His first association with it had always been the filthy armpit of Amhan bay, mud flats that seethed with salt flies and threatened to trap him as he dug for whelks and razor clams. He recalled the excited voice of Cypress exclaiming over the northern sea past Aberharain, how beautiful it was, how vast. Félix had been able to forget the truth and believe it then. He’d made quite a habit of forgetting the truth, where Cypress was concerned. Now he followed Erica’s gaze and glared at the ugly brown smear, and wrinkled his nose against the distant reek of rotten seaweed and mud. “I’ve heard of a fishing method,” Erica said, “whereupon a fisherman lights a blasting cap and drops it overboard.” Félix snorted. “Where’d you hear that? Jean? What he knows of the real world couldn’t fill a thimble. That goes for you, as well. I could tell you any aul bullshit and you’d believe it.” “I would try,” Erica said, a tiny, ironic little smile hovering about his lips. “Indulging in fiction could only bring me relief.” The shape of the fortress filled the end of the road again with its attendant smell of burning death, and opportunities for light-hearted conversation died with it. The open graves lining the bottom of the wall were still being fed with soil and bodies. Some of the rangers had tied cloths over their mouths, but most had just got on with the work, up to their elbows in mud. “The place was burned,” Erica remarked, as Félix steered the cart as close to the store-room entrance as he could go. “And the explosives remain miraculously intact. Are you certain you can read?" “They were put there after the fire ended, genius,” Félix said. He set himself back down on the ground, with as much grace as could be managed, and still felt it when his bad knee took his weight. The stray dogs had grown less cautious about the graves, and one now lay motionless with an arrow in its chest put there by the ranger on guard. Félix stepped gingerly over it.

[valancietrinit]

happy 1st birthday, pain star!

in honour of passing the first anniversary, i've cobbled together some of my favourite tags/comments/messages pertaining to the tlt whump fic that officially got one of my mutuals to listen to car seat headrest. enjoy.

(all names in message screenshots have been censored for privacy reasons)

it was my pleasure to inflict this fic upon you all, & im even more chuffed to see it still haunting readers to this day. ty so much to everyone who's ever reached out in one way or another to let me know it touched them. <3

(P.S. the amazing @corvophobia did fanart of the smut in ch2, so if you support them on patreon, you also get that fun bonus feature!)

[kittybones-youtube]

I just posted a video I'm very proud of, that is one of my favorite ideas so far, for a project, combining two of my favorite games; Pokemon and Minecraft!

[frankthesnek]

✨️ New story ✨️

Namaste (rated E)

Stony (Tony Stark/Steve Rogers)

Post end game fix it, getting back together, domestic fluff, daddy kink, bottom Steve

9k words

Stony Bingo space S2: Yoga @cap-ironman

It was hard for Steve to believe this place was real. The lakehouse with chickens and a farm dog and children’s toys scattered around the backyard and deck. Tony had grown into his age and wisdom and settled into the soft domestic life he had never allowed himself—or never been given the chance—to have. Sometimes Steve felt guilty, like he was hijacking Tony's life because he himself had never found the one he wanted to settle down and start a life with—or more accurately he hadn't been able to keep them. But now, things were different for them both. Softer and simpler, and maybe that loving domestic life was not as far off as Steve had thought.