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[baranarts]

ADOPTABLE GOTH KOI GIRL

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[dusky-doe]

Here it is!!! The color palettes for my next batch of adoptable ikrans.

They will be released in honor of Frontiers of Pandora, so they'll be going on up this page at 7 pm easter on Dec 7. They'll be $25 USD each, payable via paypal!

These ikrans are inspired by some of my favorite gemstones, I can't wait to share the thumbnails with you!

Also, I have two of my previous adoptable batch, I have two back in my possession, so let me know if you're interested!

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[xinthislonelyhourx]

I just love how my mom takes my Pride Pins and wears them when she is around me. She loves supporting me in who or what I've become. Love her so much. She said that if she could have another child or adopt one she would support them no matter what. :) 🏳️‍🌈

[asklordcaptaincastronova]

✍ + generation

Producing another generation of Castronovas... Watkyn had technically produced offspring. Anastasia seemed... well there was a lot of groundwork to do.

And himself... limited samples. And well.

He sighed.

[tinyalechardy]

[disco-troy]

smh dc just keeps glossing over their best ideas

[tony-italian-name]

I don't care whether Lark or Sparrow is Normal's dad!!

because if i have learned anything from dnDads its that being a father has nothing to do with being related and has everything to do with who chooses to be a father

[ssa-atlas-alvez]

Hotch's adopted teenage son (reader) meeting the team after getting in a fight at school with a substitute who couldn't understand why Reader couldn't focus on school qhile his dad was at work (but Hotch doesn't know that's why Reader can't focus on school work. He thinks it's the rebel phase)

Warnings: Anxiety, mentions reader is nauseous

Word count: 845

You just couldn’t focus. Your mind was going a mile a minute, you were talking to your dad at lunch and then with little to no explanation, he had hung up. You had texted him and the team multiple times but no one got back to you. You had then tried to phone Garcia, but the line was engaged, so you resorted to texting her. You felt sick and anxiety swarmed in your chest, you felt like you couldn’t breathe. You had tried everyone you could possibly think of and no one was answering. That usually meant something bad had happened or they were about to go into a bad situation. And then the bell rang. 

“Mr Hotchner, focus please.” You looked up, feeling yourself blush as the class turned their attention to you. You mumble an apology as you start to note down the points written on the board. 

“That doesn’t exactly look like the work I set you, Mr Hotchner.” You bit your tongue, mumbling an apology. You weren’t going to snap back. No matter how anxious (and now annoyed) you were. You just turn back to your work, flipping back a page to your work.

Within ten minutes, he was back, peering over your shoulder. “You haven’t made it very far, have you, Mr Hotchner?”

“Will you just fuck off?!” You knew it was a mistake the minute it came out, his eyes darkening as he took a step forward, now in front of you.

“What did you just say to me?” His voice is low and you feel yourself gulp involuntarily. 

“I just- I’m sorry, but I need a minute,” Your voice is shaking and you do your best to push your worries aside, to control the tremors in your voice as you stood up. 

“You’re not in charge here. You’re the student. I’m the teacher. Sit your ass down,” You glare at him before squaring your shoulders.

“I would like a minute to calm down before I sit down.”

“You don’t get a choice.” He responds, you can feel his voice vibrating through your chest as he booms. “Either you sit down or you’re dismissed and are to go straight to the principal's office, so, what’s it going to be?”

You grip your backpack strap tightly in your hand, “See you next lesson then, Sir.”

And then you leave. You would deal with the repercussions of your actions later. Right now, all you know is that you needed to see your dad. You were worried out of your mind, nausea, the lot. But you were going to the principal’s which meant they’d call your dad, maybe for him to come pick you up.

If he can.

You do your best to push down the worries and the thoughts. They wouldn’t do anything to help right now. You knew that, but they seemed to have a mind of their own and didn’t seem to be budging. The nausea was back, this time making its way up to your throat. You swallowed taking some deep breaths. Everything was fine. If something was okay, you would have been told by now. Surely you would have been told by now. Soon enough, your leg’s shaking and your anxiously picking at your nails as you look around the hall. 

You turn your head to the right again, hoping that you’ll see your dad walking down the hall, face stern and ask what happened. And he is there, he’s okay. Relief spreads through your chest in an instant and your shoulders drop the tension they were holding immediately. He was okay. 

“What happened?” Aaron makes sure to keep his voice level but you can’t help but think that he’s pissed. He couldn’t help thinking that perhaps you were going through a rebel phase, it was common at sixteen to start rebelling. 

You shrug for a moment, eyes flicking to Hotch for a moment before you look back at your hands. Aaron raises an eyebrow and you cave, “You hung up and I couldn’t get a hold of anyone. I asked to wait outside for a moment to calm down and he wouldn’t let me, I asked again and I snapped. I tried to cool it down after that but it didn’t exactly work. He said either sit down or go to the principal's office,” 

Aaron sighs for a moment, “I’m sorry you couldn’t contact anyone, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“The last time it happened you were really hurt,”

“I know,” Aaron says softly before he places a hand on his shoulder, “But no more snapping at teachers, okay? I know you were worried and you thought something had happened, but you’re responsible for your actions, no matter the circumstances, okay?”

“I know,” You reply, Aaron brings you into a tight embrace  and you draw in a deep, calming breath. He was okay, everyone was okay. “I’m glad you’re okay, dad.”

“I will always fight to be okay, you hear me?”

“I know.”

“Let’s go sort this out,” He said, leading you towards the Principal.

[befuddled-calico-whump]

realizing I have a weakness for the "give Heavily Traumatized Guy a surrogate daughter/little sister and they each learn to grow and heal with the help of the other" trope

[rashimen]

Kid flash was a dog person at first, until he met jinx he started loving cats more than dogs because they reminded him of her. He also adopted a black cat so it would be like jinx is always with him. Jinx also adopted a ginger cat (for obvious reasons)

[yourinaudiblename]

Later when Im back online I wanna know which one of these to draw bc i have no ideas rn. i know ive only shown yall two of my oc aus but just pick the one that sounds the best. heart

[grimembraced]

yo! Im Feral. 17+, any pronouns.

anyways, I dont normally use Tumblr but Im gonna post my FNaF stuffs here because other platforms (ahem Twitter ahem) just suck ass at reaching out to ppls who has the same interest. and I just really. want to be annoying. and brainrot over FNaF sometimes. but I have no friends who r as insane as me abt it so Im sadge and ran over to here.

this acc will also be an art archive where I experiment and explore my art style (which I dont have) so.. dont expect me to draw consistently lol

I rarely open this app, usually I just open it to post, scroll down a bit, maybe rb smth I like, and then close it, so please forgive me for not interacting as much!

so yeah! nice to meet you! :o)

(art tag is #my art !)

(doodle/scribbles tag is #doodle !)

(non art tag is #rambles !)

my other socials:

@tikuscore (Twitter)

@tikuscore.bsky.social (Bluesky)

[dusky-doe]

Still got plenty available! Please DM to reserve/purchase!

Here they are! My first batch of ikrans up for adoption.

Top Row:

The Clouds

2. The Sun

3. The Lightning RESERVED

Bottom Row:

4. The Rain

5. The Wind TAKEN

6. The Storm

DM to purchase! Each design is $25 USD, payable over paypal. DM me for any questions as well! I hope you like these guys, I put a lot of work into them!

[cod-kid]

I did it guys🥳🎉🎉

[blackrosecapri]

and AND . and what of they met as teenagers. have we ever thought about this. i sure have.

[dp2159]

you have siblings??

Justr the one, and only sort of. It is complicaed she's a........... hm. Well. |.