#Thanks for the request!!

[aworsening]

Your life is changing, whether you like it or not

i., vi. Stop This Train, John Mayer / ii. @alisonzai / iii. Yes, I'm Changing, Tame Impala / iv. @exai / v. A Little Life, Hanya Yanagihara

For @sdavirose

[shweshisketch]

Could you maybe draw Sora covered in mud, and Riku is just exasperated, like he's gonna be th one to get in trouble for letting Sora get so muddy? 😂

Riku laughed at him at first but then thought of the repercussions

[fictionalsownme]

The fact that Damien canonically carried us to bed because we were too drunk to stand lives rent free in my bisexual head aghshhshshnsls 🥲💞

THEY WERE UNIVERSITY-MATES, YOUR HONOR (ft. my self-insert DA to illustrate the concept 😌💞)

You saying that got me thinking that Damien is so bisexual coded idek how to explain it okay. Obviously the fact that the DA is all of us, aka any gender, aka all genders, makes him queer if you believe he has feelings for us (which like HOW COULD YOU NOT) but it doesn't even matter your gender okay... boy is yearning this hard in the 1920s as the MAYOR?? for his DISTRICT ATTORNEY?? Closeted behavior, I feel. Hehehe ANYWAY--

I'm making a Markiplier Ego Discord!! Idk how interested people are but I thought it'd be fun to try! For now, just let me know if you want to join a taglist for when it's ready (soon!!) and give me name suggestions (please ;;-;;)! 🥰

[rhiangalaxy]

XL and SQQ are trying their best <3 Thanks for the request @saltactivity ! :D

[ID: A reply to a tumblr post. saltactivity states "Mxtx trio making flower crowns!!!" End ID]

[ID: An MXTX Doodle. Shen Qingqiu sat down on his knees looks determinedly down at the half-made flower crown of White Lotuses that he's making. In the middle Xie Lian, is looking down at his flower crown of red camellias with his don't know whether to laugh or cry expression as petals fall from it onto his lap. Wei Wuxian, wearing his flower crown of peonies, looks to the others with an amused expression as he leans back on one arm. End ID]

[takingasterix]

omg are you taking art requests? if so can we get gwaine seeing merlin’s magic ✨

I absolutely am taking requests, and you absolutely can!! I'm so glad we all seem to agree that Gwaine would have ADORED Merlin's magic

[vilochkaaa]

Hey I saw that you do requests I was wondering that if you had the time you could draw Morris and my farmer oc (don't ask also your one of my favourite artists )

here we go (^_^♪)

[cthaehart]

Doran Martell for @eddtollett 🧡☀️

[kanerallels]

Good request, @flying-kanery! Please enjoy

Life Day was an awesome holiday, in Jacen’s opinion. It meant snow covering the plains of Lothal, which in turn meant snowball fights and making snow Loth-cats and forts. It meant Dad was always cooking or baking and Jacen could steal handfuls of cookies and hide under the Life Day tree, munching on them happily. It meant there was always music playing, lights sparkling, and the smell of pine in the air.

But best of all? It meant his mom came home.

Jacen sat at the table, helping Sabine work on the paper chain that measured out the dates until Life Day came. (still way too many, in his opinion.) Out of the corner of his eye, however, he watched his parents. Mom was working on brewing caf while Dad heated up some hot chocolate for Jacen and waited for the cookies in the oven to be ready. They moved in tandem, always close and never bumping into each other as they moved around the kitchen.

Sabine always said they were perfect together. Jacen guessed that meant they were happiest when they were together, and that they fit, like two interlocking parts of a paper wreath.

As he watched, his dad caught hold of his mom’s arm, pulling her to the side. Nodding at the doorway above them, where a little bouquet of greenery hung, he murmured something, then kissed her just as she began to smile.

Making a face, Jacen muttered, “Gross.”

[gamerbot-22]

Helloooo, I see you're taking requests for Trigun! If you're comfortable, could you do something for a (gender neutral/nonbinary) reader that's on their period? All the characters in your other post would be appreciated if you feel up to writing for that many (yes, even stinky bastard man Nai)

BOY CAN I, APPLESAUCERER!! First, I LOVE your URL, holy shit, and second, what an absolutely lovely request, I would be more than happy to type this up for you! I actually saw this while I was working earlier and it inspired me to just. Power through that spreadsheet it was glorious. And with that done here we go!!!

Trigun Period Comfort (Gender-Neutral!)

TW/CWs: Reader has a period but is referred to in the second person and is gender-neutral, discussion of the side effects of menstruation with a couple references to the fact blood is involved without getting graphic, Nai’s an ass but that’s hardly a surprise I think, barely proofread.

Likes and Reblogs appreciated, Requests are Open, and it’s all under the cut!

🥀 Vash the Stampede

Precious man is HERE TO SAVE THE DAY

He knows what’s up, biologically. Being on the SEEDS ship, he had to have access to SEVERAL ways to learn about what a period is. (And if you subscribe to the transmasc Vash theory, 1. I love you /p and 2. Plants have different biology so he’s never had a period himself methinks.)

Definitely helps you stock up on preferred supplies, and is on TOP of snack distribution. Any time, any place, he’s got at least three of your preferred comfort snack in his jacket pockets.

Oh my god… Repeat of TriStamp Episode One where he tries to load his gun with one of the snacks he packed for you. Just crushes a candy bar into the side in a panic while he’s feeling around for bullets—

Will hold you if you ask, or will just sit off on the side and be quiet in case you need him but are feeling a bit too overwhelmed to be held.

Like I mentioned in the cuddles post, I think he’s very cool to the touch, which can definitely be helpful (cool hands to the back of my neck save me…) but he’ll heat up a hot water bottle if the cramps get bad, or will flop on your back if you need some pressure to combat the aches.

Lowkey he gets kinda overbearing during it all, but hey, maybe that’s what you need when you’re having A Moment for however many days straight.

🍭 Nicholas D. Wolfwood

I pray you all get where I’m coming from when I say he’s a “what size pussy are you?” type of supportive—

Like, alright, he knows what a period is, he’s just never had to deal with one first hand like this. Also, we gotta give him points for trying, because he is! And he learns quick.

It becomes a routine really fast. Lowkey he starts to like. Sense when it’s coming and prepare accordingly.

Like if he knows you prefer to have your space, then he’ll back off, but if you want him close he turns into velcro. Just… he’s right there with you the whole time if you want him to be.

He is very much following your lead because you know your body better than he does (*ahem*) and he trusts your judgement.

That being said… I think he made a bit of an ass of himself on the first supply run. Like he just comes back to you with a bunch of different types of tampons and pads and all sorts of things that looked like they might help because, and I quote, “I panicked.”

Also, lowkey, I think he enjoys the week-ish “off.” Like in a world where he’s not doing… All That, staying at home and just taking a load off with you sounds pretty nice, even if he’s gotta get up every now and then and heat up a water bottle or help with the laundry.

📷 Meryl Stryfe

Oh she makes no bones about it even a little bit.

You come to her and ask for a tampon/pad/snack/medicine/whatever else you need and she’s got it for you! And if it’s clear you’re uncomfortable talking about it with the others/at all, she keeps it all on the down low.

If she packed PJs as per the cuddles post, I think she also packed a hot water bottle that she has no problem sharing.

That is… unless that Thing happens and your cycles sync up. Then I think she gets a bit more protective of that water bottle—

But she’s still there for you in other aspects! The survival rate of Shark Week goes up the more people are going through it together, right?

I think Meryl’s a bit like Wolfwood in the sense that she’s following your lead on what you want to do/need her to do while you’re on your cycle. Again, you know your body best, and while she’ll make sure you’re meeting the baseline for hydration and rest, everything else is up to you!

All in all, she’s a great help, and she’s glad you trust her enough to be that help for you.

🧳 Milly Thompson

She’s a complete angel about the whole thing!

Not only has she been going through her own period for a good while now, but she was also around for her siblings when they started going through their cycles.

Basically an expert in the field. While she may not have your preferred supplies on hand, she can def help you get them if you need it!

She totally spoils you with sweets if you let her. I’m talking like a conveyor belt of chocolates and puddings and anything else you could ask for to help keep your stomach from cramping too badly. (Honestly she does it a bit so she has an excuse for sweets herself but that’s not the point—)

She pushes hard for you to take it easy, too. While Meryl and Wolfie are more ambivalent to your activity level, Vash and ESPECIALLY Milly are very pro “chill the hell out on the couch and watch/listen to some reruns to recouperate.”

You know what else happens? She puts your favorite blanket through the dryer/leaves it out in the sun so it gets all warm and toasty for you to snuggle up in.

Like she just peeps into your den with your blanket in her arms like “Hiiii~ I brought a gift!” and it’s the best, she’s the best—

🔪 Millions Knives/Nai

So like… you know how little boys get when they learn about cooties for the first time—

I don’t think he complains too much about the situation out loud, but he’s pretty obviously not pleased that you’re dealing with this. Mostly because he doesn’t wanna deal with it by proxy.

He knows what a period is, he understands, biologically, why humans have it, but being a Plant—and a Plant Supremacist at that—he doesn’t really get it.

Just as long as you’re comfortable and not bothering him too much, he’ll let you do just about whatever.

Like, sure, take all the blankets, why not? You want a snack? If bringing it to you will help you get some rest and sit still, he will bring it to you himself.

…As long as you stay there under all the blankets while he drops it off. Don’t touch him it’s gross— (to him, periods are normal and shouldn’t be stigmatized, Nai.)

I’m just imagining him tossing a candy bar at your blanket fort or something and murmuring shit like “you’re lucky I like tolerate you,” and tbh it’s like. Strangely endearing. In a bastard way—

[pjbooey]

omg yes! FF! can I request something???? I bet your busy but omg can you do Cloud and Tifa being cuuuute? :3 thnx so much!

beach day tifa and cloud!! I have so much love in my heart for them ;A;

[sketchiefoxie]

hiii can i request Luigi,,,, i love the boy,,,,

I love him tooooooo he’s my favorite of the bros

Hope you enjoy this wacky lil Luigi!! I took some style liberties, like his buttons, cause I thought it was cute. Cause he’s a cutie!!!!

Send me an art request!!

[writing-whump]

I loveee your newest fic...and I got an idea for a new one🤭

Imagine Seline and Isaiah coming back from their trip and finding Matthew completely sick and barely awake. I wad craving some sick Matthew and I just saw this as an opportunity...

-🌼

This is sweet and got me obsessed with a very vivid scene, so let's make something shorter out of it.

Sick or not

"Matt? Hey, bud, are you asleep?"

Matthew groaned loudly, opening one eye at Isaiah. "Oh, hey. You got back on Sunday already?"

Isaiah frowned. "It's Monday afternoon. What, was it too hot in the apartment?" Now that spring officially set in, they stood in front of the challenge of seeing how their new roof place would fare against the climbing heat.

"Huh? No." Matthew rolled his shoulders, lifting himself up on his elbows. He was sprawled asleep in his jogging clothes on top of the bed, the curtains blocking any light. "Got a bit winded during training and fell asleep."

"On Sunday? Did you just sleep through the whole night and day till Monday without noticing?" Isaiah sat down on the edge of the bed, scrutizing Matthew. Then he put the back of his hand to the side of his face. "You are a little warm."

"That's just from sleep." Matthew swatted his hand away, sitting up. He moved so slowly and sluggishly, Isaiah's suspicions weren't quelled.

"Where is Sel?" Matthew rubbed the back of his head, hair sweaty and tangled up.

Isaiah grinned. "Found out you didn't do any shopping and shot out to catch the opening hours of the store. I think you just got some minus points for that."

Matthew gave him a weird look, something between distressed frown and widened surprise. "Ahh, whatever. Everything is closed up on Sundays in Austria. I still can't get over it."

"You feel hungry?" Isaiah offered him a hand to get him up. Matthew blinked at it slowly, without understanding, before grunting and grabbing it.

"Ehh, not really," he yawned, "think I will just get some coffee to wake up." He couldn't seem to shake off the tiredness, his eyes still dazed with sleep.

"Maybe you are coming down with something. Sleep is the best cure. Just get back into bed," Isaiah suggested, his movements flowy and graceful as he got up.

"Nope, I'm fine. I'll take some coffee and be good."

Isaiah followed behind his second, not sure what to make of the weird behavior.

Matthew put the water to boiling. He opted for Isaiah's strongest back coffee instead of Seline's milky cappuccino sort. He didn't seem to have a favorite. Isaiah actually didn't see him drink coffee that often.

Matthew watched the kettle like he was hypnotised. It took Isaiah clearing his throat pointedly to snap him out of it.

"Oh right. How was it?" Matthew asked, leaning against the counter from behind.

Isaiah gave a thoughtful nod. "It was nice. They are very special. Seline's parents. Very smart, very talkative. Wouldn't stop watching me the whole time. Very protective of them."

"So they don't mind you being a wolf or anything?"

"They knew I was and they are apprehensive, but I don't think they mind per se. They just want their daughter to be happy." He hummed. "I wonder if her brother is going to be harder to convince."

"Did he not show up?" Matthew swayed lightly, both hands gripping the counter from behind, his gaze drifting around the room without focus.

"Nope. I don't know if he is avoiding me or if he just doesn't care," Isaiah said lightly. "You sure you up for coffee? That's pretty heavy on an empty stomach. What about some mint tea?"

"I don't want any fucking tea," Matthew grumbled, turning his back to Isaiah to pour the water into the mug with three big spoons of coffee. "This will wake me up. Stop giving me those looks. I'm fine."

Isaiah still didn't like this. But Matthew could be overheated from the sleep and maybe he was just tired from the whole week?

Matthew sat down on the table on Isaiah's right with the steaming mug. He didn't take any milk. Planting his elbow on the table so he could lean his head on his hand, he gave Isaiah a shrug. "Just sleepy." He waved him off.

Isaiah bit his lip. "We got some of the cake with us. It would go with the coffee-"

"Oh, for the love of Shadow, stop fussing," Matthew complained, rolling his eyes. "You can't just control everyone all the time. Democratic and open leader my ass."

Isaiah chuckled at that.

Matthew took a big sip of the coffee, his typical grumbly look on his face.

"We should all go together next time," Isaiah mused, propping his chin on his connected hands. "For Seline's birthday. It would be fun meeting the rest of the family. And they should meet you. All three of us as a pack."

Matthew sipped on his coffee with more vigor. "Will humans understand what that means? I know our...ehh constellation looks weird to them."

Isaiah smiled. "Like we are all together or something, right? Wolves sure have something interesting going on with the format of packs. It just proves how culturally learned it all is. Humans and wolves are both social creatures, and the pack or family forms we consider normal are just learned concepts that we adhere to-"

Matthew interrupted him with a burp, belatedly slapping his hand against his lips. "Ugh, sorry."

"So I think the sooner they get to know us as a pack, the easier they will accept it," Isaiah finished. He wouldn't mind at all, if it wasn't for the way Matthew hunched over himself.

Only about half of mug was finsihed, but he got considerably paler, hanging his head over the table. He wrapped his hands over his stomach, groaning quietly.

"Matt?"

The redhead swallowed heavily. "Uhm...maybe the coffee wasn't such a good idea."

"What is it?"

"I'll just-" Anther burp snuck his way out. Matthew swayed, grabbing onto the table to lift himself up. He looked into the direction of the bathroom, but then changed his mind and made two steps to the kitchen sink instead.

He held on to it with both hands, leaning over and letting a long spit into the granit. "Ughhhh."

Isaiah got up too, standing next to him. He planed a hand on his shoulder as Matthew swayed.

"Don't tell me 'I told you so,'" Matthew said in a strained voice, spitting again, which brought out another loud burp turning wet at the end. "God, my stomach is cramping up."

"I mean, if you wanted to find out for sure if you are sick-" Isaiah said in exasperation, rubbing Matthew's sweaty back.

Matt leaned against the sink heavily, before gagging suddenly with a harsh heave. His whole body arched into Isaiah's touch with the gag, making him jerk up violently.

Only the third gag was actually productive. It brought up a wave of the coffee. Matthew moaned, but his stomach wasn't finished yet.

Another violent gag brought up the rest of the coffee and left him heaving with water and dribbles of yellow stomach accid. It was the only thing he consumed in two days.

"You are okay. Just relax. All better now," Isaiah said, rubbing his hand in the middle of his back while holding him steady by the shoulder with the other. The violent jerks Matthew's body gave didn't seem in his control at all.

Matthew retched emptily over the sink, the retch ending with a burp.

Isaiah put his hand at the front of his shoulder to push him away from the mess. "Shhh. Deep breaths. You are alright."

"My stomach hurts," Matthew mumbled, swiping a hand over his mouth and runny nose.

Isaiah reached for the paper towels on the side without looking with a sigh, offering them to Matthew to clean up. "Coffee for you." Putting a hand to Matthew's forehead he was sure he had a fever. It was warmer than before when he first got up.

"Let's get you to bed, hmm? You can sleep this off in no time," Isaiah reassured him, pulling Matt's hand around his shoulder when he swayed again. Better to drag him away from the mess in the sink.

Matthew leaned heavily against him, finally not protesting. His other arm remained wrapped around his middle.

"Hey, Zaya?" Matthew stopped for a second, taking a shallow breath. He gave Isaiah a serious look, eyes glassy. "Thanks."

Then he burped right into his face.

Isaiah chuckled, blinking rapidly. "No problem, man."

[yenpondering]

presenting the one. the only. MR JOEY WHEELER!!!

[kostusha]

can you draw a shellback, please?

o7

[snowimatsu]

if you're still taking tabimatsu transparent requests, would you be willing to do the super marriage warriors set?

Yes, I am still taking requests!! I'll add Marriage Warriors to the list.

I won't be able to post transparents until June (after the game ends), so here are some of the sprite reactions from the Marriage Warrior set for now