#and this is marie X3

[jedimemories]

I was wrong when I'm said that Boo never draws Mike. Here's a screenshot I'm found.

I wondering where's the scene where I can found Boo draw Mike... I never noticed that. Btw she's really good at drawing. Just look how she's drawn Mike and his plush! Can't stop laughing at Randall's drawing honestly. I mean so good. Sulley and her at the drawing. Aww. I'm never noticed how happy she was when she's showing Sulley her drawing and her face when she's showing her drawing of Randall.

[imagionary]

Here are some cogtobers that I haven't posted onto Tumblr yet!

Cogtober prompts under cut:

These are days 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, and 14 (13 will be posted in a separate post)

[velvet4510]

I know he's gay in the comics, but in the movies, he does have real feelings for these women.

[scenesongoftheday]

Requested by @i-really-like-vampires666

[countlessrealities]

Send in 💗 for me to use a love meter to check the compatibility of our muses || Accepting !

@mcltiples sent: 💗 { To Adrien from Marinette 👀 }

Adrien's eyes go wide for a moment at the score and he ducks his head down immediately after, trying to hide the redness that burns his cheeks.

"I...I'd be honoured to be so close to Marinette. She's...unique. I've never met anyone quite like her." And he feels a little bad for not having noticed it earlier. "I'm happy to be her friend. Even more to be a close friend."

And hopefully something more in the future.

[marvelfanfn2187a113]

Look Alike

Sam and Dean Winchester & little sister!reader

Requested by Anonymous (x3)

Warnings: eating disorder, mentions of depression, attempted murder, I didn’t copy the episode exactly so probably some mistakes

Synopsis: an angel is going around killing anyone who is suffering—but what happens when it goes after you?

A/N: this one is kinda heavy guys, so if this is a topic that will trigger you PLEASE do not read it. And please remember—I think you’re beautiful, and always remember to eat something, even if it’s just a snack, even if it’s not “good for you”; eating something just because you like how it tastes is better than not eating anything at all. Love you guys!

Your fingers fumbled as they retrieved your picture of Mary Winchester, tattered and faded at the edges. You looked from the picture to your own reflection, your heart plummeting.

Your mother had this…this look about her; she was slender and beautiful, but also strong. Strong enough to be a hunter.

You looked at your own reflection again before ducking your head, tucking Mary’s photo back into your wallet.

“Hey kid.” Dean’s voice in your doorway startled you, and you whipped your head around. “Lunch is ready, let’s go…what are you doing in here?”

“Oh, no-nothing,” you muttered, your hands fidgeting. “I’m not that hungry right now, maybe I’ll get something later.”

“Did you eat breakfast?” Dean asked, his eyes narrowing.

“Um—actually, maybe I will eat now.” you sidestepped his question and his body as you headed for the kitchen. Dean dropped the subject, and you breathed a sigh of relief. You were going to have to be more careful about your eating habits—or lack thereof.

Of course Dean had made burgers again. You looked to Sam, hoping he’d made something else, but he was happily chowing down on a huge hamburger—apparently he didn’t mind them if they didn’t come from greasy diners.

You forced yourself not to huff; it was impossible to pretend to eat a burger, so you’d really have to eat this time.

“Here.” Dean pushed a plate at you, and you took it without protest.

You managed to choke down about two bites before Dean got a phone call. He spoke for a few minutes before hanging up and addressing his younger siblings.

“Cas has a case. I’m gonna go check it out.”

“A case?” You put down your burger. “I’ll go pack.”

“I can take this one alone,” Dean assured you.

“Don’t be stupid, I’m coming.” You started for the door, hoping he wouldn’t argue.

“You’re not gonna finish your food?” Sam asked.

“I had enough,” you assured him, and ran off before he could argue.

…

“So…he exploded.” Dean was staring around at the pink living room, a grimace on his face.

“Yeah. So completely that there’s not a bit of him left that’s bigger than a grain of sand,” a nearby officer said. Once the officer stepped away, Dean spoke to you. “I’m gonna go talk to Cas, see what he can tell me. You should stay at the motel, read up on some things.”

“Ok.” You shrugged. “Call me if you find anything out.”

“Deal.”

…

“Ephraim.”

“Gazuntite.”

“No, Dean. Ephraim was—is—an angel, his job on the battlefield was to end the suffering of dying angels.”

“End the suffering…let me guess, by blowing them up?” Dean said.

“Unfortunately, yes. It seems that he’s continuing his mission on earth.”

“Yeah, but these people aren’t dying, they just had a bad day.”

“Apparently Ephraim can’t tell the difference between emotional suffering and…”

“And dying?” Dean scoffed. “Cas, this is crazy. Everybody has bad days, this guy is gonna end up wiping out the world.”

“It’s more than just bad days,” Castiel argued. “These people were in serious emotional turmoil. But you’re right—you need to find him.”

“You’re not gonna help?” Dean challenged.

“Dean, I’m just human. There’s nothing I can do.”

…

You stared at the takeout container that Dean had got you before dropping you off. You couldn’t refuse, you knew he would start to notice if you refused too many meals, but you still didn’t want it.

Your stomach growled, and you cringed. Maybe part of you wanted it.

You pushed the container away, opting instead to don workout clothes—the motel had a gym. You’d never be able to be a hunter like Mary, you’d never be able to keep up with your brothers, if you didn’t workout more.

After an hour on the treadmill, you decided it was time to get back to work. You didn’t want to leave Dean in the lurch when it came to research, even if he hadn’t told you any more information. He got this way when he took you on hunts—determined to do it all alone, not clueing you in on anything.

It’s because you don’t look like a hunter yet.

You swallowed hard. You may not look like a hunter yet, but you would soon enough. You just had to skip a few more meals, go a few more days, and then—just maybe—you could be a good hunter. You would look like Mary did, strong and in shape, and your brothers would trust you more.

You slipped back into your room, going straight for your bag to get your picture of Mary. You held it up for the millionth time, looking from it to the mirror. Your heart sank—you weren’t Mary; maybe you never would be.

Your stomach growled again, and you huffed.

“No,” you told yourself. Your eyes flickered over to the takeout container. You snatched it off the table and threw it into the trash. “No!”

You couldn’t give up now—who cared if you were hungry? Sam and Dean gave up a lifetime of sleep to keep hunting, you could skip some meals to do the same. You had to.

You hadn’t even noticed that you were crying until a few tears dropped onto Mary’s smiling face in your hands.

“Mom,” you whimpered. “Why can’t I just be like you?”

“I can help you.” The voice behind you startled you, and you dropped Mary’s photo, whirling around and reaching for the gun at your waist and.

“Who are you?” You demanded, raising the weapon.

“That won’t do anything to me,” the man insisted. “And you don’t need it. I’m here to help you. You’re suffering, and I’m here to end it.”

“End it?” You took a step back. “You’re the guy we’re after. You’re the one who killed that man, and that teenager.”

“I ended their suffering,” the man continued, stepping towards you. “And I can end yours.”

“It’s not like that!” The gun was shaking in your hands. You didn’t bother to shoot, knowing it wouldn’t help. “I’m not dying!”

“You are,” he argued. “I can heal your hunger, but I cannot make you eat. But the end I will give you will be painless.”

“What are you?” You demanded, taking another step back. Your back hit the sharp edge of a splintered desk, halting your movements.

“I am an angel. My mission is to end suffering. Let me end yours.”

“An angel, huh.” You put your gun down on the desk as if in defeat. While Ephraim kept his attention on your face, you moved your hand down to the splintered edge of the table and slid it across, drawing blood. Dropping your hand out of sight behind the desk, you began to draw an angel banishing sigil.

Ephraim moved before you could blink, grabbing your wrist and twisting it away from the desk.

“Don’t fight it,” he said. “I can help you.” His free hand was suddenly above you, lowering towards your forehead like death’s scythe.

“Hey!” The grip on you was released at the sound of Dean’s voice in the doorway. “Leave her alone!” Dean had his angel blade out and pointed at Ephraim. “You don’t get to just kill people because they’re hurting.”

“That’s exactly what I was made for,” Ephraim argued. “You didn’t even know she was suffering, but I do! And I can fix it!”

“That’s now how you fix it!” Dean thundered. He lunged forward, stabbing at Ephraim with the blade, but the angel side stepped him and flung him into the wall with a single flick of his wrist. The angel blade clattered to the ground, and you once again found yourself face-to-face with the murderous angel.

“Please,” you pleaded. “Look, I know you think you’re doing good. But humans—they hurt sometimes. But we can do better—I can do better—we’re all just doing the best we can.”

“If this is the best that you can do.” Ephraim shook his head. “Then this is what you need.” He stretched out his hand, and your breath caught in your throat.

You jumped back in surprise when Ephraim’s eyes glowed brightly, his jaw hanging open before he slumped to the ground. Dean stood behind him, a bloody angel blade gripped in his hand.

“That’s not what she needs,” he growled almost to himself. Then his eyes were on you. “Are you ok?”

You nodded shakily, taking a deep breath.

“Ok.” Dean dropped the angel blade. “Now what was that about? Why did he think—“

“I-I don’t know.” You couldn’t meet Dean’s eyes.

“Well what—“ Dean’s voice caught, and you looked up to see him staring at the corner of the room. You followed his gaze, and your stomach dropped. He was staring at the tiny garbage can in the corner, the open and full takeout container fully visible.

“Kid.” Dean swallowed. “When was the last time you ate? And no, that one bite of your burger didn’t count.” Dean’s eyes were on you now, and he petrified you to the spot with his gaze. “I mean when was the last time you really ate?”

“I—um…” your lip quivered and your hands began to fidget. “I’m sorry, Dean.”

“Ok, hey.” Dean pulled you into his arms when you started to cry. “I’ve got you kid.” He pulled away, brushing your tears. “Why are you doing this kid?”

“I’m sorry,” you whimpered, wiping at your face. “Dean—“ your voice caught and you choked on a sob.

“Ok, ok,” Dean soothed. “It’s ok, let’s…let’s go back home, ok? We can talk about it later. Go and wait in the car, I’ll bring the stuff.”

You went to the car without argument, and after you left Dean called Sam.

“Hey,” Dean huffed while he gathered the guns and clothes and tossed them in his bag. “Do you remember the last time you saw Y/N eat? Like, like a full meal.”

“Um…” Sam’s voice came out surprised and hesitant. “No.” Realization hit him. “No, I don’t. Dean, what’s going on?”

“I don’t think she’s eating. Ephraim…Ephraim tried to kill her.”

“I thought you said he only killed people who were…” Sam swallowed. “Who were really broken up, right?”

“Yeah.” Dean stopped packing long enough to clench and unclench his fist. “Yeah. She’s suffering, Sam, and we didn’t even know it. She stopped eating and we didn’t see.”

“Dean…” Dean heard Sam’s deep breath through the phone. “I’m…I’m gonna do some research while you get here. Try and talk to her on the ride home, ok? Maybe…we’ve gotta help her, Dean.”

“I know. We’ll be back in a couple hours.” Dean hung up, taking a deep breath. “Ok,” he said to himself, zipping up his bag and slinging it over his shoulder. He stopped in his tracks when he saw a picture in the middle of the floor. He stooped to pick it up—it was Mary, when she wasn’t much older than you. Dean tucked it into his back pocket. “Ok.”

…

“Hey kid,” Dean greeted as he tossed his bag in the back. Your knees were pulled up to your chest, and you didn’t acknowledge him.

Dean let silence reign as he started up the Impala and headed down the road—he couldn’t force you to talk.

“I just wanted to look like her,” you said suddenly, your head resting against your knees.

Dean turned his head to look at you. “What?”

“Mom. I don’t look like her. She was such a good hunter, and I just wanted to be like that.”

“Kiddo—“ Dean’s voice caught. “Kid, you don’t have to look like her to be a good hunter.”

“But I can’t keep up with you.” You sniffled. “I thought if I looked like her…I could keep up with you.”

“When we were your age, we couldn’t have kept up with us,” Dean argued. “Besides, this isn’t…you don’t become a better hunter by starving yourself, kid.”

Dean watched out of the corner of his eye as your fingers clenched on your jeans, bunching up the fabric before you let it go. When you spoke, your voice was barely above a whisper.

“I don’t know how to stop.”

Dean forced himself to breathe through the pain, taking a moment before offering you a strong smile.

“That’s what we’re here for, kid. Me and Sammy are gonna help you.”

…

“Hey.” Sam’s hug when you stepped into the bunker was surprising and long. You heard Dean’s huff from behind you, but Sam ignored him.

“Hi.” Your greeting was muffled against Sam’s jacket, and he finally pulled away.

“Ok, so um, I’ve been doing some research, so I’ll show you what I got.” Sam reached behind him, picking up printouts from the internet. “I have a list of foods that are supposed to help, and um, I also made up a schedule—that’s supposed to make it easier—and if there’s any specific food you want me to pick up when I go out you can tell me. Or hey, you can just come with me and pick stuff out and—“

“Hey, dude,” Dean cut in with another huff. “I told you not to freak her out about this.”

“I’m not freaking her out!” Sam’s eyes went back to you. “Wait, am I freaking you out?”

“Um…” you picked at your hands. “It…it’s a lot…”

“We’ll start out small,” Dean insisted. “You want some toast?”

“Bread is good,” Sam piped up, holding up one of the research pages.

“Toast sounds good.” Your lips twitched up even as your eyes filled with tears.

“Hey, ok.” Dean’s arms were around you suddenly. “You got this, ok? We’re right here to help you.”

“Ok,” you sniffled.

Dean pulled away. “Ok. Now let’s get you something to eat, and then Sam can freak you out about everything he read.”

Sam opened his mouth, then closed it.

“I think I can do that,” you sniffled.

“I know you can.” Dean grinned. “Oh, hey—“ Dean reached into his back pocket and pulled out your picture of Mary. “This is yours.” You took it with a shaky hand, and when you looked back up Dean was bending down to stare into your eyes. “Hey. You’re just as pretty as mom. And she…she would want you to take care of yourself, ok? And so would dad. And so do we. Kapeesh?”

You threw your arms around Dean.

“Kapeesh,” you told him.

“Ok.” Dean pulled away, reaching up and brushing a stray tear off your face. “Now let’s go get that toast.”

Taglist:

@nyotamalfoy @mrvlxgrl @chocorade @aestheticdaisies @inlovewhithafairytale @that-wannabe-vangoghgurl @casmustdiee @987coley @deadlymistletoe @wayward-impala83 @whump-loverz @johannelis2302nely @studiogrimm810

[imagionary]

Happy Friday the 13th!! 🐟🔪⛈️ [Posted on time on Twitter, but late here,, whoops!]

Uncolored version under cut:

[cryptfile]

ᝰ FANDOMS I’M CURRENTLY WRITTING FOR:

those marked in colored letters are the ones i’m currently simping on. Feel free to send promps, requests of characters or anything honestly. Always nice to recieve a message! / This list will be updated regularly so you guys can know what i’m into, also, if I forgot someone.

THE BOYS

Billy Butcher, Soldier Boy, Victoria Neuman, Starlight/Annie January, The Deep, A-Train, Frenchie, Sister Sage, Queen Maeve, Firecracker, Homelander, Hughie Campbell, Kimiko.

GEN V

Cate Dunlap, Jordan Li, Sam and Luke Riordan, Marie Moreau, Emma Myers.

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON

Rhaenyra Targaryen, Daemon Targaryen, Alicent Hightower, Jacaerys Velaryon, Aemond Targaryen, Aegon Targaryen, Harwin Strong, Criston Cole.

MARVEL

Loki Laufeyson, Sylvie Laufeydottir, Moonknight x3, Hawkeye/Comic!Clint Barton [recasted as Oliver Jackson-Cohen], Yelena Belova, Kate Bishop, Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Steve Rogers, Matt Murdock/Daredevil, Deadpool, Peter Parker/Spider-Man’s in general, X-Men’s in general, Thor Odinson, Carol Danvers, Tony Stark, Doctor Strange, Bucky Barnes, Fantastic Four, Adam Warlock, Ant Man, Druig, Natasha Romanoff, and more since there are too many characters, feel free to ask!

HARRY POTTER

Remus Lupin [marauders era, post I war, nothing weird], Sirius and Regulus Black [marauders!era], James Potter [usually recasted as Dev Patel], Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott.

BRIDGERTON

Eloise Bridgerton, Anthony Bridgerton, Benedict Bridgerton, Colin Bridgerton, Francesca Bridgerton, Daphne Bridgerton, Simon Basset, King George.

THE BEAR

Carmy Berzatto, Sydney Adamu, Richie Jerimovich, Luca.

TWILIGHT

Carlisle Cullen, Charlie Swan, Bella Swan, Edward Cullen, Alice Cullen, Rosalie Hale, Emmett Cullen, Jasper Hale, Leah Clearwater, Alec and Jane Vulturi, Benjamin.

YELLOWJACKETS

Natalie Scatorccio, Jackie Taylor, Shauna Sadecki, Van Palmer, Lottie Matthews, Taissa Turner, Misty Quigley.

GRISHAVERSE

Nikolai Lantsov, Kaz Brekker, Alina Starkov, Matthias Helvar, Aleksander Morozova / The Darkling, Nina Zenik, Inej Ghafa, Malyen Oretsev, Zoya Nazyalenski.

DAISY JONES AND THE SIX

Daisy Jones, Karen Sirko, Billy Dunne, Warren Rhodes, Eddie Roundtree.

THE HUNGER GAMES

Peeta Mellark, Finnick Odair, Young!Haymitch Abernathy, Katniss Everdeen, Johanna Mason.

STAR WARS

Anakin Skywalker, Qimir / The Stranger, Kylo Ren [yes, I have a type], Shin Hati, Han Solo.

MISC

Rafe Cameron [OBX], James Beaufort [Maxton Hall], Drew Starkey, Dean and Sam Winchester [Supernatural], Aaron Taylor Johnson in most of his roles aka Kick-Ass or Bullet Train, Robin Buckley [Stranger Things], Steve Harrington [Stranger Things], Rick Flag [DC], Harley Queen [DC], Battinson [DC], Art Donaldson, Mike Faist, Nicholas Chavez.

[velocigrippers]

I have also seen a couple of P.M. Seymour videos. Wanna conspire together to get in?

I saw a pm Seymour video

I saw a couple actually. I thought, hey, I wonder if I could be in there?

No. No I cannot.

[loupy-mongoose]

So... I've been kinda really into @ann-chovi's stuff for the past couple days. (That's the artist I was talking about in my last post. ^^)

Their art is so very yummy, please go check it out! It's chock full of awesome expressions and designs, gorgeous colors, and wonderful writing! And I adore the relationship between Mari and Ingo~<3

And I found it particularly hilarious how many similarities there are (/will be) between their character, Mari, and my girl, Jamie.

Just as a... little context for you, Ann, if/when you see this...

Jamie is somewhere in her very late 20s or 30s when she's accidentally sent back to Hisui. Like Mari, she ends up with a Quilava (eventual Typhlosion) and an Umbreon as partners. Although unlike Mari, Jamie is meant to fill the protagonist role, going out and doing all the dangerous survey stuff done in the game. X3 It feels extremely possible that they could meet from time to time!

Oh, and I've seen that Mari is about 5 feet (or five-foot-one when not leaning, lol)--Jamie is an inch shorter, at 4'11"!

Also I hope I'm right that Mari made the cane. It appeared that way on a chapter cover. ^^; Jamie can appreciate good woodcarvings, since her husband carves as well. :3

Anyway, I hope I did your girl and her pals justice! I thought the similarities were too fun, I hope you don't mind! ^w^

Background was traced over a pic of the game lol

[noodmuz]

31. Ultimate outfit - if they reached their full potential/ power

For a long time I thought about whether I should do the last topic or not. But somehow it wouldn't have felt completed for me and OC-tober has 31 days. X3

There is no ultimate outfit for Yasha. He takes what he has and tries to make the best of it. But since he's a Shadowborn, his abilities are especially strong when he's near or surrounded by shadows or darkness. X> Many thanks to everyone who has followed Yasha and me through this OC-Tober. And thank you, Marie, for this wonderful prompt. ♥

[disco-horse]

The Slur Song Lyrics

Transcription of the full lyrics to The Slur Song by @bigfoots-biggest-fan, because my bestie is HoH and can't understand the song without. Heavy reference to the notes in this post.

In this training module 2.5 we cover language suitable in the workplace The following is a list of words we do not say

Do not call any other person gay Nor queer, dyke, twink or ass-bandit And absolutely do not call another person faggot

Batty-boy, sodomite fruity, Friend of Dorothy sausage rider, dollar bean bottom, sapphic, drama queen pillow muncher, pussy puncher bender, homosexual dykes on bikes, catemites lezzo, handsy, arse pirate

Congratulations, you have made it through your first list of unacceptable workplace language Well done! Press continue to move on to our second list

Module 2.6 Pick which of the following words would not be appropriate workplace language If you are unsure pick the answer which seems most correct

Booty bandit, twinkle toes bender, witchy, Castro clone femboy, fairy, big homo One who plays the pink trombone Light in Memphis, 'stache cousins scissor sisters, girly man pitcher, catcher, dives for pants Nancy, prancy, broadway fan poofter, Mary, hagger, queen batting for the other team doughnut bumpers, one who swish longterm roommates, bottom bitch beaver eater, bean picker, LGBT mafia Nellie, Jessie, swings both ways

Avoid these terms in your workplace

Thank you for taking part in this training module We hope this has been educational and will help foster a safer work environment

Fags Dykes Queers Raise your hands (repeats)

If you are found to be using these words in the workplace you may be terminated (repeats x3)

Batty-boy, sodomite fruity, Friend of Dorothy sausage rider, dollar bean bottom, sapphic, drama queen pillow muncher, pussy puncher bender, homosexual dykes on bikes, catemites lezzo, handsy, arse pirate poofter, Mary, hagger, queen batting for the other team doughnut bumpers, one who swish longterm roommates, bottom bitch beaver eater, bean picker, LGBT mafia Nellie, Jessie, swings both ways

Avoid these terms in your workplace

Thank you for taking part in this training module We hope this has been educational and will help foster a safer work environment

[candycryptids]

Yeah… you can’t get nearly as cuddly-close to A-Ranks…. 🥲 I just wanted to see her eyes xD

Hiii Lizzie 👋 !!!

… not quite an oc question but is there a story behind your Header image? Cos mood. Sometimes you see a (b-rank right?) and you’re just like. Pets it :’3 Big Apkallu …..

Pretty much :D

I remember this was taken somewhere near the very last days of Shadowbringers (this was my summoner glam not my RDM glam but I had clearly swapped jobs out in the wilds...) and I was hanging around Eorzea doing some small things that you do at the end of an expansion, and goofing around just full of love for the whole game. OBVIOUSLY you start hugging the wildlife in that mood!

It's always fun to line up a /hug on a creature and get it all snug and B ranks are great because they won't aggro and usually are the best looking mobs in the area. Like Bloody Mary being a ten foot tall penguin. Absolutely priceless :D

Anyway yeah, it's 100% a Lizzy Moment and not a Frog Moment.

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Bloody Mary prompt for Rocky if you can please! Some cute breakfast fluff shenanigans with the sweet boy and some pancakes!! X3

A/n: Rocky and his love for pancakes is so cute

Prompt used:

[ bloody mary ] - they meet for breakfast after having to spend the night apart

*ೃ༄ cocktail-inspired otp prompts ˚◞♡ ⃗

He did his best to arrive at your little flat on time, he always loved to head to your home. You were one of the best cooks he knew, Rocky loved how you spoiled him. The young man was already head over heels for you but your culinary skills really put it over the edge.

Pushing through the door way, his heart was hammering in his chest, your name spilling from his lips wondering where you were.

"In the kitchen Rock-"

Though you barely had a chance to even finish the sentence as Rocky wrapped his arms around your waist. "WHAT ARE YOU MAKING?"

Doing your best to not flinch from his loud voice, you shifted your body. "Pancakes...like you asked for"

Still vibrating with excitement, Rocky set you down so you could finish as he sat down at the table. His eyes went wide, mouth watering as he watched you set the plate down in front of him. "They smell soooo good y/n!" Already shoveling the food in his mouth he watched you sit down across from him. "Youshluld openyourownresturant"

Humming for a moment you gave him a crooked smile eating your own food. "Thank you Rocky but while I'll enjoy your compliment's, you could at least swallow first."

"But me talking while I eat just proves how good it is!" Rocky exclaimed as he waved his forked around, syrup nearly hitting you in the face.

Sighing, you rested your cheek on your palm watching him. "Right...well thank you Rocky"

"You'rewelcome!"

[mariblahblahs]

hiiiiii my name is mari!!!!

i had an acc on here but it got nuked :P and i realized i only liked girls !!!!!

i'm 18 and i am a femme4all lesbian mwahahahaha

single say what !!!!

i am a switch but sub++++

yes i am very sure i only like girls :P

im also 100% down to just talk + stuff like that !!! im literally at home all the time T_T

i just like feeling good :3

#— <3 mari yap! ; reblogs

#— <3 mari blahs ; my posts

#— mari pics !! ; my pics teehee

boobies! x3

[appleblocks]

OH I AM EATING YOUR ART Love all the color pallete art oh my gosh!!! I understand you're sleepy and tired when I send this ask, so do rest ^^ But may I request for the color pallete art Stella Maris for Ms. Lizzie Ldshadowlady herself? :DD

Hello!!!! THANK YOUUU!!! X3 I did get some rest! :3

One Lizzie coming up!!

I don't have a personal design for Lizzie yet, but I really like how other people draw her outfit and her cat skin from Empires season 2, so I wanted to mix those two a bit! I hope you like it! :3