#so is talk tuah

[mhaism]

HEY YOU!

do you like….

dkbk

slow burns

college aus

mha in general

pining bakugou

clueless izuku

PLATONIC IZUOCHA

IZUOCHA ANGST??

BLASIAN IZUKU?????

ONE-SIDED TOGACHAKO??!??

ANGST?!?!?!?!?

MORE ANGST??!!,!,!,!,!!3!

EVENTUAL FREAKY SHIT!??(!4!399/

then do i have the fic for YOU!!!!

read Promise TODAY!!

it has everything you want and more….. and its updated FREQUENTLY

CHAPTER TWO BEING WRITTEN AS WE SPEAK

pls read PLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLS

best way i can describe the vibes is this specific picture

[rainofthetwilight]

need everyone to see my wonderful message from the mod chat on the ninblr discord ♥️

[motof1bfs]

Max Verstappen, #1

At times, it’s almost too easy for Verstappen. - Time.com

I know my goat - 🏁

[desire-mona]

i genuinely, GENUINELY, cannot believe that anyone at all is still talking about hawk tuah.

[angelically-crying]

guys do you think Logan was so quick to get kidnapped because he needed a good dick or something? Cause like, if you’re hated all across the world for what he did, I doubt you’ll be getting any leftover 😻 or whatever, and like…. Maybe he was just tired of wanting a choice in who he bangs so he just lets this random masked guy kidnap him for a possible fling.

if you couldn’t tell, this is from my notes app from my waking up at 1:07 am due to my cats leaping up on me busy with my random psychologically concerning dream. Good day.

[cryptidapprentice]

another likely unpopular opinion but like,, i feel like the word 'meme' has become "cringe" to me solely bc of the way crypt0bros have decided to take and use it for their dumbass coins and schemes and whatever...

[behring]

Does Anders play Fortnite?

Well it came out in 2017, it has guns and its multiplayer so no i do not think he does🖤 he cant do anything online or play anything with even a hint of violence in it (which makes sense)

Even if he did get it, he would probabyl refuse to play it bc it looks like a kids game (bright ass colors and cartoon characters)

He did play CoD in the 2000s though so i can easily envision him in his 20s screaming slurs at middle schoolers over his shitty $5 mic. And thats basically the Fortnite experience i think. I never played it though

Ah, peak internet. I didnt even get online until 2011 but i miss the landscape of the time

[staranise-fluttershyx3]

Why don't you just shut up and talk-tuah the hand?

[jadeoru]

ITS HERE

❥ 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐔𝐄𝐒 ↳ 𝐰/ 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐚 & 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

I’m lovesick, I’m dying I know it’s gross Yeah, I want you I want you in the worst way You’re so sweet, it’s giving me a toothache Tongue tied whenever you’re close Can’t speak, knees weak

➸ "this could have been an email" doesn't exactly apply when your former childhood friend and now co-worker Sakusa kisses you in the abandoned storage room on the 7th floor.

❉ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 in the drafts!

✰ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 & 𝐂𝐖 (updated as the story progresses) childhood friends to lovers, office workers AU (very much Wotakoi inspired), secret dating, mutual pining, fluff, maybe a sprinkle of angst but gets resolved, mention of alcohol in some chapters, SFW but may have suggestive parts, Sakusa is a loverboy to the core, MSBY but they're all personality hires

❦ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐗

▹ email 01 ; subject: sagitta

your first day at your new job and your mentor is... Sakusa? the boy who used to push you on the swings? and he's inviting you over for dinner?

▹ email 02 ; subject: andromeda

getting snowed in was not on the meeting agenda but you're not exactly complaining.

▹ email 03 ; subject: serpens

surely there will be enough beds on this business trip!

▹ email 04 ; subject: canes venatici

the big bang during the company's anniversary party.

▹ email 05 ; subject: circinus

if only the attachement to your email was the only thing that's missing.

❖ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 open! fill out this form to be added (or removed, no hard feelings)

a/n: sakusa kiyoomi the man that you are

[neo-nomatrix]

HAWK TUAH !

jjk men during a bl0w!e

MULTIPLE X READER

-> GOJO, SUKUNA, CHOSO, GETO, NANAMI, TOJI

cw: bj stuff. cum play (kinda idk) rough characters. dirty talk. degradation. choking

GOJO SATORU AKA HEAD PUSHER

Soooo needy it’s insane. He’s so desperate to feel every inch of your soft warm mouth. he promises to let you do your thing but as soon as you wrap your lips around the tip his hands fly to your head and his hips snap. he’s muttering apologize as he pushes you down until your nose touches his skin. he throws his head back and moans open mouthed like a slut.

he’ll get so caught up in the moment he keep you down there for like 30 seconds just grinding his hips into your mouth. let’s you up when you pinch his thigh. you will be coughing and your face will be covered in spit by the end. he lovess facials and always rubs the cum in using his tip. he keeps a photo of you with his cock on your face and cum in your mouth as his wallpaper.

“s-shit baby… deeper, little more”

“you can take it, i know you can baby”

“just make me feel good okay?”

RYOMEN SUKUNA AKA THROAT DESTROYER

uhm yeah… what did you expect. does not give a shit about you when his cock is in your mouth. keeps you at the edge of the bed with your head hanging off and his fucking your mouth like a fleshlight. goes so deep his cock is showing in your throat. your gags make him want to go another round. plugs your nose when you’re deep throating so you can’t breath.

“until my jaw locks” yeah he took that as a challenge. loves tying you up with a low vibrator on your clit while he fucks that mouth as torture. you honestly don’t know if you love it or hate it. Sukuna loves it though, that’s for sure. cums deep in your throat, every time. will face fuck you again if he sees you didn’t swallow it all.

“fuck gag on that dick, bitch”

“i can see my cock in your throat! but who’s surprised?”

“you better swallow my seed… it’ll probably reach your stomach with how deep i am”

CHOSO KAMO AKA WHINY B!TCH

again, who’s surprised. he thought handjobs were great… but this? whole different level. you start but sucking on the tip until he’s sensitive. then you lick stripes up and down his veins. you use soo much spit and he loves it. he loves it when you press kisses to his cock and then deep throat it.

hes mesmerized by the way your head moves, the way your lips look. he has to force himself to not throw his head back so he can see you. one time he got ahead of himself and snapped his hips up and you choked on him, best day of his life. when he found out your throat felt like that? no going back. he begs you to deep throat him all the time.

“more… more more more. please baby!”

“remember how good i eat you out? please treat me good”

“i know it’s too deep! im sorry i can’t stop baby”

SUGURU GETO AKA NICE N SLOW

just into good old fashioned blowjobs. your hand kept at the base and your lips move up and down his shaft. he wants your tongue swirling over it like a lollipop. he brushes your hair out of your face to see your expressions. he’s so gentle and nice when it comes to blowjobs.

let’s you grind on his leg while you suck him off. mostly uses it as foreplay and not a main way to get off. likes for your spit to act as lube for him to slide in. if he was gonna cum from a bj it would be on your tits. he loves that.

“fuck keep that up and i’ll cum”

“let it get hard in your mouth… that’s right”

“don’t give me those innocent eyes, slut”

NANAMI KENTO AKA UNDER THE DESK

oh you’ll support your working man, from under the desk. he’s so stressed about work these days and you have just the solution! you showed up to his home office in skimpy lingerie and without saying a word you crawl under his desk and get to work. he gets so flustered so fast, blushing and stuttering about how his report is due.

grips the chair so tight when you start working your magic. he doesn’t want to thrust up because he knows he’ll bruise your throat. uses his belt to wrap around your neck and guide you instead. pulls your hair an insane amount. cums in your mouth but likes to watch it pour out onto your body.

“i’m working baby… you’ll get me too distracted”

“wrap that belt around your neck, be a good assistant”

“is this you saying thank you for being my sugar daddy?”

TOJI FUSHIGURO AKA TWO HANDS

he’s so big you need to use your hands or else he might pop out on the other side of your neck. you’re moving your hands and your mouth at a similar pace. he definitely teaches you how he wants it. he guides your head to a good rhythm and then lets you do your thing.

maybe he’ll have a cigarette hanging out his mouth when you suck it. blowing smoke in your face to tease you. definitely makes fun of the fact that you can’t take all of him. your jaw has to be open so wide to get him in. cums everywhere, your face, throat, tits. doesn’t matter, if it’s you he’ll cum there.

“don’t just move your hands up and down baby, turn em”

“your face looks so fucking small next to my dick!”

“c’mon, try harder to take it or else i’ll force you to”

[heyaheiya]

this inspired this little headcanon thingamajig.

Katsuki gets annoyed when he sees you clicking on your little phone. His snoopy ass is constantly leaning over your shoulder, wanting to know everything you know. But to his dismay, everything’s in English.

He recognises a few basic words like conjunctions, pronouns, and simple vowels. But with the grammatical order of sentences being switched around, he’s mostly guessing what you’re chuckling to yourself over.

He tries to use context clues, but when it’s the same low quality image of some random guy talking to a brick wall with a different text each video, he gets pouty.

You try to translate what’s so funny, but Japanese humour is much different to English speaking humour. You watch as Katsukis face contorts into a wrinkled mess when you attempt to to explain how #ihatemybf is peak comedy.

“Why are Americans so fucking negative??”

“Okay, multiple things. 1)I’m not American 2) Says you??? And 3) It’s so funny you don’t understanddd”

Whenever you find something funny, you try your best to keep it accurate to the original text, but sarcasm can be hard times translate. Katsuki ends up doing that half chuckle thing, but he seriously does not understand why you’re giggling over a heavily misspelt text, most words being gibberish or used in the incorrect context, with a low quality image, tied together with a very.. questionable audio.

Extra:

You walk into your house to see Katsuki, Shoto, and Izuku gathered around the dinner table with a phone in the center, playing the same short TikTok on repeat.

“What is ‘hawk tuah’?”

“Maybe Hawks has branched out his brand to the west?”

“Then why is the background image the penguin toy from Toy Story?”

“I DONT UNDERSTAND THIS SHIT ⁉️💥”

[stoopidpigeonxx]

Who eats pussy the best? (TULPAR CREW)

a small idea thingy since I'm coping w my fic not posting. It goes from worst to best. :)

Swansea

-His pussy eating days are behind him. He's old, man. -I figure he was good at it back in the day, but now he just flat out wont do it. -He feels bad about not being able to please you. -You assure him its fine but he still feels bad. -Even if he tried, he really wouldn't do good. Being bent over makes his back hurt a lot.

Daisuke

-huge, raging virgin man. -Has no clue what he's doing. -Unlike Swansea, he'll gladly do it for you, he's just incredibly under-experienced. -Might kitten lick your clit and nervously try to get you off with his fingers, but its just not working, poor guy. -He'll get used to it, though, aslong as you keep teaching him. -He's a visual learner, so have fun! ;-)

Jimmy

-Surprisingly.. not terrible. -Not the greatest on account that he's lazy and messy with it. -I'm talking open-mouthed kissing it, licking, hawk-tuah spit on it. -Which is hot to some people. (me.) -Overall, I give him a B. -Doesn't really focus a lot on your clit, and sometimes you have to move his head upwards to give him a hint. -He'll give it plenty of love when you do.

Curly

-woah, dude. WOAH. -Remember in my headcannons I said he was sloppy with it? -Yeah. -He's kind of like Jimmy in that way, that he doesn't mind a mess. -But UNLIKE Jimmy, he's going for HOURS. -Face sitting is a must with him. -Wants you to control how much pleasure you're getting. (And also gets off to you riding his face.) -He's very good at it. A natural talent. -love you blond man.

OUR WINNER.. Anya

-Pussy eating queen. -I see her as a huge lesbian, so its practically her hobby. -SO. GENTLE. -She's a lady too, so she knows how to pleasure you. -Clit kisses, licks, oh my god. -She's the best. -Anya.. I love you

[d3stinyist1red]

GIRLIE, YANDERE OLDER MAFIA BOSS!!(TAKE YOUR TIME IF YOU HAVE OTHER REQUESTSSSS!!💗)

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴀғɪᴀ ʙᴏss x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

yan mafia boss who you work under, with him being your boss and your his right hand woman

yan mafia boss who treats you like you own him, following with whatever you say

yan mafia boss who doesnt like any medics touching him, wanting you to be one treating him

The medic was standing in front of him, clearly fearful for her life bc the man in front of her could kill her if she did the slight mistake. She tried to pat and help the wounds of the Mafia boss who smacked her hand away and huffed.

"Bring me my n/n, now." He said glaring at her as she quickly nodded, basically running to you. She told you about how he refused to let her help and touch him as you sighed. You rubbed your temple before nodding and smiling at her.

"Don't worry, Ill deal with him." You said politely, nodding at her before walking past her, going to the room where he was at. You opened the door and you saw the way his eyes lit up, and a grin landed on his usually nonchalant face. "Love!" He said, as you walked up to him.

"Why are always acting so stubborn to the medics? You know that they're there to help you, idiot." You said clearly irritated, making him pout and tilt his head. "But, I want you to help me!!...and have your hands all over my body..." He whined, grabbing your hand and resting it on his cheek, looking up at you with hearts in his eyes.

yan mafia boss who has to always be in constant contact with you

ʏ/ɴsᴅ𝟷ᴅɪᴄᴋʀɪᴅᴇʀ!

n/nnn

where are uuuuu

n/nnnnn

n/nnnn

...?

...

...

no reply?

Have other hoes?

YOU DO DONT YOU?!!!?!?!!?

i hate u.

You getting blocked.

dont talk to me. I know you hate me.

Okay, im going to kill my self.

...?

....

...

This is (yans name, yall could make sum up) cat, he just shot himself

do you love him

...

...?

baby you know that was all a prank

i love u

pls let me eat ur ass

i wanna slurp ur kitty so good that the only thing i could taste is u mami

(seen 1 min ago)

ʏ/ɴsᴅ𝟷ᴅɪᴄᴋʀɪᴅᴇʀ!

ur rlly gonna leave me on seen?

ur lucky i dont come and cream all over ur face rn

pls touch me

yan mafia boss who has his bodyguards protect you no matter where you go

"Okat sigma 1, hawk tuah, ohio go protect n/n, you better fucking protect her with your life, ya hear?!" He said to his bodygaurds aggressively, scowling them down as they shook in fear,....i think one of them peed their pants...erm!

yan mafia boss who is madly jealous, putting a bullet into anyone's head he sees as threat for your love.

yan mafia boss who when you arent around, he struggles to sleep. He tosses and turns, his mind racing with scenarios about what they might be doing or who they’re with. "is she with that ugly bitch from work again?! Is she with one of my bodyguards?! Is she cheating on me?!" He hiccuped through his sobs, biting on his nails, hair all messy from tossing and turning throughout his sleep

He often wakes up in a cold sweat, feeling empty without them next to him. If you spends the night somewhere else, he'll start spamming you on everything even roblox.. If you dont answer within 5 mins, he immediately sends his men to try to find you, and paces around his house, restless waiting for your reply. bruh u were js buying sum takis...

yan mafia boss who is your boss who favors you a little too much!!! <333

IM PROB GONNA UPDATE SOME MORE ON TUMBLR BUT IM STILL ON BREAK ON WATTPAD CUZ I LOST MY GOD DAMN PHONEEE

SORRY IF THIS IS SHORT I DIDNT RLLY KNOW WHAT TO DO FOR MAFIA BOSS YAN

[theereina]

Never Coming Home

Pairing: Terry Richmond x Plus Size Fem Black!OC

Wordcount: +1.4K

Warnings: MDNI (18+) mature content, such as cursing, no smut, heavily dialogue-centered, death, angst, heartbreak, murder, Rebel Ridge alternate ending, religion mentioned

A/N¹: This is a single one-shot with no planned sequels.

A/N²: I'm open to critiques. I am a little 🤏🏽 sensitive about my writing. Please, don't be too harsh.🥺 Feel free to bring my attention to any typos. Divider by @firefly-graphics. Also, this work is not to be plagiarized or reposted (on any site other than here on Tumblr). I do NOT give consent for any form of republishing or rewriting.

Masterlist: 🔥🔥🔥

1 month ago

ring ring ring

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“Mmm… fuck,” I groaned, turning over in my sleep. I yawned as I reached to grab my cell phone from the nightstand. I looked at the phone to see a number I didn't recognize.

I answered the phone and slowly raised it to my ear. The digital clock by the lamp read 3:24 a.m. “Hello, Lily speaking. Who is—”, I said before being interrupted. The loud sound of rustling came through the phone. “Is anyone there?” I asked, becoming a little worried.

I could hear someone on the other end breathing heavily. It sounded like they were running. “Fuck!” I heard the person say through the phone. Was that— Terry? I sat up in bed, throwing my legs over the side. My feet hit the floor with force. “Terry, is that you?!” I yelled, clutching my chest.

I stood from the bed. “Lily!” he shouted into the phone. I could still hear him panting. “Baby, talk to me!” I screamed as worry filled my heart. I began pacing the floor back and forth. I could hear the sounds on the phone beginning to drown out. He was losing signal wherever he was. Static was crackling through now.

“Lily,… I… lo… you… I'm… ry,” Terry tried to say. It was so broken that I was struggling to understand him. It sounded like he said he loved me. “Honey, I love you, too!” I said, pausing to hear him speak. “I should… lis… to you. Just… kn… I'll… al… love you,” Terry said, sobbing.

Terry and I had been together for over 4 years and married for 1, and I had never heard him cry. He was in serious trouble, and I couldn't do anything about it. Before I could speak again, I heard three loud popping noises.

pop pop pop

Gunshots!

“Terry!” I yelled. “Shit!” Terry grumbled. He was panicking and sounded absolutely terrified. This absolute rock of a man was scared for his life. “If… don't ma… home, —,” Terry began before more shots rang out. I could hear what sounded like the phone hitting the ground. Leaves began rustling and boot steps were closing in. Terry's breathing became erratic and raspy, and I could hear a gurgling sound.

“Marston, he's right here. He's hit!” yelled a male voice. “Good! That'll teach that fucker,” said a second male voice. I could hear the sound of leaves rustling and twigs snapping as someone got closer to the phone. I muted the phone before letting out the loudest cry I ever had. There's no way I just heard this. “Check his pulse,” said the second male voice. “He's—,” said the first male. “Oh, well!” laughed the second male.

hawk tuah

“Good riddance. See you in hell, bud. Hahahaha!” laughed the second man. “Marston, don't you think that was a little dumb? I mean you did just spit on his dead body,” said the first male. “Spit on who's body? Ah, hell. Marston, you dumb fuck! You were supposed to catch him not kill him,” said a third man. “Too late for that Chief Burnne, hahaha!” he laughed.

Present Day

“The body’s in here. All you have to do is identify it,” said the medical examiner. “I don't think I can do this,” I said sobbing.

Just looking at the white sheet made my heart shatter. The outline of the body made me sick to my stomach. I knew it was him, but due to formalities, I had to say it was. I was being forced to face the one thing I had avoided for the last month. The realization that Terry was dead.

Entering this room would seal my fate. My husband was gone, and he was never coming home.

The fluorescent lighting illuminated the cold white room. The air inside was suffocating and intolerable. As I was standing there, the medical examiner walked around me. He approached the body slowly. Upon passing, his arm shifted the sheet. It pulled it down just enough for me to see the top of the head to above the eyebrow. Before I could close my eyes, I saw the healed scar on Terry’s forehead. It rested at the front of the right side (his right, my left) of his hairline. A small scar he got from an accident a few years ago.

It was him. As much as my heart wanted to deny it, there was no denying that. It had been a long gruesome month filled with nothing but crying, screaming, and pain.

“I can give you a moment,” the medical examiner said, peering over his glasses at me. “No!— Let's… let's… I feel like I'm gonna vomit. Let's just get this over with. I don't think I can take this any longer,” I said. My arms were crossed over my abdomen. I closed my eyes tightly as I was dreading this moment. I knew whatever was under this sheet would replace the most recent image I had left of Terry.

I could hear the rustling of the sheet being pulled back. I shuddered at the thought of what came next. My breath felt sharp and heavy. I could feel the tears falling from my eyes. I took a deep breath and rolled my shoulders. I needed to get this over with and put this all behind me. “I'm okay. I got this,” I whispered, opening my eyes.

The sight before me broke my heart even more. After all this time of guessing and assuming what Terry would look like, nothing could’ve prepared me for what I saw. His face was almost unrecognizable— swollen, bruised, and battered. An array of blues and purples plastered his brown skin. His face and chest were covered in small cuts from running through the woods. The top of a large exit wound rested at the edge of where the sheet stopped at his chest.

This! This would be the final image I had of my husband. Never in a million years would I have thought this would be how I lost my husband— murdered. To think that Terry went through hell in his last moments hurts me— beaten, chased, and shot like an animal. I always told Terry his big heart and demand for justice would be the death of him. Now, he was never coming home.

I slowly approached his body. I wanted to reach out and touch him, but I couldn't. My hands were trembling. “It's okay. Take your time. I can leave for a moment if you tell…,” he said. “Yes, it's… it's him,” I said. These were the words I had been dreading for a month. The medical examiner nodded before leaving the room. This feeling of— trepidation overcame me. My heart, mind, and body were all collapsing simultaneously. As I got closer to Terry's body, I was overwhelmed by the smell of antiseptics and flesh. It was clear that the time between the murder and now had taken its toll on Terry's decomposing body.

I reached out again, touching his cheek. It was cold and hard. I pulled my hand back. There was nothing familiar or sentient about him. His once radiant face was stiff and unbalanced. That once joyous smile was replaced by a permanent scowl. He had been reduced to nothing more than the aftermath of someone else's wickedness and immorality, a rigid pile of flesh and bones.

Anger began to course through me at the thought of why they did it. How could you do this to someone? All in the name of corruption and ego. A sob escaped my throat, festering with rage and sadness. The sound I let out released only a fraction of the emotions I felt in the last month.

I couldn't believe that I was alone. I would have to deal with all of this myself. Our plans no longer aligned with what I was being forced to live. How could Terry do this to me? The amount of hate in my heart had reduced my faith to absolutely nothing. Why did God let this happen? Even after all of my praying, I was left with this— no husband, no family, and a broken heart.

I looked down at my belly as I rubbed my hands across my abdomen. The tears streamed incessantly down my face. It became too surreal as reality set in. The numbness of the feeling that I would have to raise a child alone was unbearable. A child we planned would never meet their father, and why? How did I deserve this? How did WE?

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[iregularlyevadetaxes]

"why don't you talk about your world as much anymore" so everybody feels SOOOOOOOOOO bad for making fun of it. gets tuah point

[wyllaztopia]

about this blog!

hi! i'm wyllaztopia and i'm mainly a UTMV artist but i also draw OCs and other fandoms here and there

i am also the artist and one of the writers of @agdreamtale

keep reading for more info!

you can call me wyll, az, or sam! but most people just call me wyll on my public accounts i am 18 years old, turning 19 soon! i use any pronouns <3 i use clip studio paint to draw and animate! sometimes procreate or ibis paint i use after effects and capcut to edit videos

✦ this blog is sfw, with slightly suggestive and graphic depictions of art here and there but are tagged and have a warning if so! ✦

media i enjoy: utmv/undertale/deltarune, fromsoft games, homestuck, honkai star rail, alien stage, houseki no kuni, csm, jjk, jjba, crk, vocaloid, mouthwashing, signalis, nge, deepwoken, creepypast, and lots more! ✦

people who mean the effin' world to me!!! @neotxnic - the love of my life !!! and best voice actor ever!!! @kayseeye - my platonic girlfriend <3 ✦

if you plan on using my art as icons, banners, edits, or stickers - please feel free to! no need to ask me for permission as long as you tag me or credit me, either works

if you're a content creator planning on using my assets [reactive pngs, banner and icon for your brand, streaming assets etc.] please contact me first! i prefer you talk to me before plastering my art for your content and tell me what kind of content you put out

i absolutely do not want my art used by people who make questionable content that i don't stand with, and ESPECIALLY content that endanger underaged audiences and promote hate and disrespect to groups of people

currently, i am not paid by or partnered with any content creator [apart from neotxnic] to make streaming assets for them, so assets made by me that you see from other people were made for free

i am absolutely fine with fanworks as well, you don't need to ask me for permission for that ✦

commissions and art requests are announced when they're available, or i just do them randomly, however i feel like it ✦

anyway, i don't have anything that i'm not comfortable talking about, however! please refrain from invading my personal life - i'm a small artist on the internet and i don't feel comfortable when people push themselves to be my friend i'm introverted despite how deranged i can be, thus i'm often very distant but i promise i have no enemies! me being quiet or not interacting with you doesn't mean i have something against you

hawk tuah