#srry anon

[rulamantic]

how do we feel about the white/green extremely toxic ex boyfriend yaoi

My take is green has never had a bitch in his entire 100+ year lifespan and he will stay that way, the motherfucker.

[simping-overload]

in need of some genshin males x transmasc reader fluff hcs rn :’(

characters: cyno, al haitham, diluc and xiao

(go wild w this request please)

-rat anon

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characters: cyno, al haitham, diluc, xiao

tags: transmasc! reader, supportive boys, fluff, clothes shopping, accidental sugar daddies

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ᴄʏɴᴏ

as the general mahamatra, he has mora to spend, far to much time spend on himself.

will totally let you buy(in reasonable quantities) things that will make you feel better and stuff.

this moslty pertains to clothing, he'll shop with you, giving his insight on which clothing would suit you more.

and if the clothes he picks out make you feel you, it's a win-win for both parties.

will not allow anyone to disrespect you, and after he had a stern "talking too" with the person, they won't be bothering you again.

food and cuddles afterwords to make your feel better.

ᴀʟ ʜᴀɪᴛʜᴀᴍ

He also has way too much money to spend. He usually only gets food, his physics books, and other nerdy books he has.

If you like reading, he will totally buy you your books, somehow always finding some of them before they're even released.

Let's borrow his clothes, if they fit. If not, nothing more than a lil' clothes shopping you can't do.

He would not so accidentally try to get you to buy clothing in his style. He'd be thrilled if you do like his choices but won't fight you when you have your personal preferences.

Since most people in sumeru know you're with al haitham, they won't even try to make any snide remarks. and those who do never make it out the same.

ᴅɪʟᴜᴄ

He's literally the owner of one of the largest winery's ever, so he has so much money

Bro would literally buy you racks of clothing and have them each tailored to you.

If you're uncomfortable with having someone else get your measurements, he'll totally do it for you.

Likes when your clothing has a similar style to his, esspically when it comes to colors. He thinks you look absolutely amazing in red.

No one would try messing with you. They know it won't end well.

xɪᴀᴏ

Unlike the others, my man is broke.

He usually gets his clothing from Verr, who somehow managed to get his measurements.

If you happen to have some money, he wouldn't mind coming out and shopping with you.

He isn't the most fond of crowds or people in general. Your best bet is to go when the market isn't super populated.

They don't even try. People just avoid him and you due to his intimidating vibe.

[thatotherman001]

i love your art but im ngl sometimes it feels you get a bit too 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 with yer characters

Very fair

I’ve been noticing that too

I’ll cut back on that kind of stuff

[ilaryri]

YOUR MIKURIN DRAWINGS MAKES ME SO HAPPY AND SMILE REALLY WIDE 🥹🥹

draw like miku kissing like a cartoon character and rin giggling and my life is yours

ive been thinking about this a lot and i would really do it but i don't understand how it's supposed to be like a cartoon character 🥺

[xomoosexo]

guys, stop. please. you're giving me such a bad case of golo rsd

maybe you should've been in time square when the golos needed you then 😔

[urlocalsadkid-l]

hi could you please tag ed stuff as #tw ed thank you :)

yeah, sorry ahah c:

[submarine-06]

graphics of any character from identity v? little girl/memory or gardener/emma woods preferred

[hitracks]

erm .... can i request ted and charlie mayhaps

completely sober in the club talking about medieval torture methods

[your-unfriendlyghost]

East End Boys, West End Girls

aka more Marcia x Two-Bit :))

ugh I needa draw them more lol. Tbh they’re lowkey what dragged me into this fandom months ago- I found the fandom because I liked them in the book and needed to see if anyone else did too and it was all downhill from there

also do y’all like the color palette here? I didn’t wanna do my usual grayscale stuff, but I wasn’t in the mood to color properly either, so I tried this ig??

(I’ll put the grayscale version under the cut tho anyhow if y’all prefer that)

[demonic0angel]

I like the idea of the Fentons whupping the League of Assassins. Can you draw Jack Fenton doing a suplex on Ras Al Ghul?

Yep! Here’s a very simple, very quick sketch.

[rival-ado]

YOOOOO!!!! HAPPY BDAY 🎉🎉 hope u had fun at the zoo :]

THANK YOUUU i had lots of fun !!! :D

[venusandsaturnsrings]

Many thoughts of guard dog boothill... -chubby darling anon

MY SWEET!! thank u for sharing the boothill brain mwah mwah!! love u always U^ェ^U

there’s an issue, however… boothill doesn’t make a very good bodyguard, much less a guard dog. he has a habit of causing more trouble than he protects you from, something about his ego, which means that the second he gets even the slightest idea that someone’s looking at you a bit too long?? he’s lunging at them. all sharp teeth on display as he loads his gun with whatever bullets he can grab, inside or outside his body. even if the person was just looking past you, boothill sees it as a personal slight; they were obviously trying to rile him up!!

he’s not exactly the kind of guy i can imagine in a hybrid scenario, mainly because he’s such a mashup of parts already, but a being a dog would suit him… perhaps an australian shepherd… food for thought…

anyways, hiring him as your body guard?? a bad choice and also very bold of you to assume he’d agree!! he’s the travelling type, being a galaxy ranger, so consider this: forbidden lovers.

you were the esteemed child to an esteemed set of parents that expected no less than perfection of you. on one such interastral expedition, boothill happened to be on your planet for reasons he wouldn’t disclose but it all came down to an evening you shared. there was a reception of sorts for an upcoming book your family had endorsed, so you were expected to attended and, at your mothers word, perhaps look for a suitable partner. this particular breed of gathering wasn’t your speed, nor did you have any interest in scouting amongst the primarily geriatric body of people for a potential spouse. inevitably, you ended up tucked off on a balcony, some sort of fruity cocktail in hand as you idly played with the stir stick and waited out the party to its end. that was until a tall and out of breath gentleman stumbled onto the same balcony with a sharp whistle and sigh. it took a couple moments for him to notice you timidly staring, but when he did he jerked out a hand for you to shake and announcing himself as ‘boothill’ with a strangely charming accent. thus began a series of secret meetings and stolen kisses between giggles and the walls of places you’d never been; boothill was quite good at expanding your comfort zone.

eventually, your parents did find out and were livid that you’d been fooling around with a ‘no good wanted criminal,’ and demanded you see him one last time to have him turned in to the authorities. they didn’t realize just how slippery he could be or just how you had been waiting on the chance to finally leave so, you slipped out with all that you needed in the middle of the night to a grinning boothill. he promised to take you to even better bars and shooting ranges on much cooler planets so long as you stayed with him (you couldn’t possibly leave now).

[jesuistrestriste]

My challengers brain rot is so bad im ready to break up with my bf (also because he’s never made me cum) and whenever I think about art Donaldson I get wet pretty quick

Send help

okay, first of all, my condolences on the bf situation, my friend ☹️

second of all, this is real as fuck

nsfw below

bf!art would neverrr let his partner go unsatisfied. i just know it.

doesn't matter the time, the place, the occasion; he will get on his knees for you, or use his fingers, or pull out his dick and make sure you are taken care of ! he's basically free use ! he'll give you as many orgasms as you can take/want, and his cock drools the entire time he's pleasing you.

but! he really won't ask for anything in return. maybe just a kiss afterwards, and then he's all good. dopey lil smile on his face like 'mmph, i love making them cum' :)

i picture him doing this stuff at a rest stop on a road trip.. or maybe in your guys' car after a trip to the grocery store..

in bar bathrooms; against the kitchen counter; before a friend's wedding; behind a tent in the middle of an outdoor concert

when you're sad, when you're happy, when you're angry..

he's doing it all the time! whenever you want!

when. ever. you. want.

he's the perfect man.

[bitterie-sweetie]

Heyyy! If you’re open for requests, there’s this TikTok that I saw where a pregnant lady had her husband lift her heavy belly for a few minutes and it gave her some relief. I somehow could see Mingyu do that. His wife having a hard time getting used to her growth and him trying his best to help her 🫠🫠🫠

baby ⇢ mingyu x reader, 1k, fluff, domestic au ⇢ warnings: pregnancy, "baby" as a term of endearment, mingyu being his usually sweet self (mostly), established relationship

"This is all your fault, you know."

At the sharp tone of your words, Mingyu looks up from his phone. 

"This," you gesture at yourself, at the unmistakable way your stomach now protrudes, a little larger each day as time creeps closer to your due date. "This baby is already huge and we're not even halfway there. It's all your fault, Kim Mingyu. You and your—your stupidly big bones and your long limbs and your giant frame and, and—" 

It's another empty complaint, that's all. Lately that's been much of what comes out of your mouth the moment your sore feet touch the floor, having to support your new weight, and when you're rushing to the bathroom again after just having left it. And when you hear Mingyu's mom lament about how heavy he was at birth, you don't even want to think about how the next few months are going to go. 

This pregnancy is both a blessing and a curse.

You get up from your chair, eager to crawl into bed and let sleep magically melt away your problems if it comes at all tonight. But before you can take a single step, Mingyu is there. It takes him two steps to cross the room and come to your side, and while he usually wears a big smile whenever he looks your way, now it's been completely replaced with a frown. A solemn expression.

"I'm sorry, baby," he says softly, gingerly pulling you into a hug. 

"W-what? What are you apologizing for?"

"All of it."

You take a step back and try to wiggle out of his arms so you can properly read his expression. "Hey, I was just joking—"

"Y/N," he says, shaking his head as he loosens his arms, "it's hard going through all this alone. You know I would help if I could." 

He's being genuine—that much you can see, but that makes you all the more concerned. Is there something going on? What does he mean? So much of your attention has been focused on preparing for the baby ever since finding out the good news that you hardly had a moment to stop and consider his feelings in all of this, and for a second your heart drops at the thought that there might be something wrong. 

Mingyu's never been one to hide anything though. He always wears his heart on his sleeve and speaks without a filter—which is only a bad thing when he showers you with overly cheesy compliments—and even now, one look in his eyes tells you exactly what you want to know. You can see the excitement floating in his eyes, the absolute adoration at the start of this new chapter in your lives, the nerves of being a parent for the first time. 

But also mixed in there is a ton of guilt. 

While none of it is his fault, you can tell that he's feeling the immense guilt of watching you suffer to bring a child into this world while he is, well, still very much his regular self. 

"Mingyu, you are helping. You've been doing all the cooking and running around to get me whatever I'm craving, which has been a lot these days. You set up the baby's room all on your own, and then there are your massages—I'm going to get so used to having this luxury that I'll be asking for them even after all this." 

His frown only deepens. "Baby, that's not enough. I hate seeing you in pain and being unable to do anything about it. I wish I could take it from you." 

"Hey, look at me." You heave a sigh, reaching to take his face between your hands. "I'm fine, Mingyu. You know how strong I am, right? I can handle it. In fact, you should worry more about what this kid might do in the future."

"Knowing the two of us, that's probably true." He wavers for a second before a smile starts to creep onto his face, but he holds it back, almost shyly. "Y/N, can I try something?"

"Like what?"

Mingyu steps closer until the space between you diminishes, leaving only your belly pressed against his. Then in one motion, he takes his hands and carefully places them under your belly, and then lifts. 

"Does this help at all?" he asks, face gleaming with tentative hope.

You slowly relax into his hands and take notice of how everything shifts. The weight pressing on your bladder is alleviated immediately, and your sore lower back feels much better. Even your feet aren't quite as in pain as before. "Yeah, actually. This helps a lot. Thank you, baby." 

"Good. Then I'll do this for you all day." Then he nuzzles even closer to you, burying his face in the crook of your neck as you wrap your arms around him as much as you can. There's still too much space between you with the baby in the way, but when you close your eyes and listen to the sound of Mingyu's steady breaths, it's enough to spread a warmth in your heart that takes you back to the early days of your relationship. 

"Hey, Y/N?" Mingyu pulls back slightly to look at you.

"Hmm?"

"Do you really think we should be worrying about how our kid might turn out? What they might be like?" 

You study him, looking beyond the spark of anxiety in his eyes. "Well, yeah, but they'll be fine. Trust me, if they have your genes, they'll basically be perfect already. You were a perfect kid." 

"I guess I kind of was." He stays still for a moment, but when he meets your eyes again, there's a mischievous smile threatening to creep across his lips. "Yeah, see, I wasn't exactly worried that the kid might turn out like me." 

"Hey, Kim Mingyu!"

[manofthepipis]

Can we take a look at Spamton w/o glasses if possible?? I suppose his eyes are in a bad condition since they were burnt out from seeing [[heaven]] (if I remember correctly), but still I want to check them out

hes defensive about those things

[blu3b3rryj4mp1r3]

waaa oh my gosh may I request trixie lulamoon? 🩷🩵

maybe with starlight :O I don't wanna suggesst too much though!!

silly girlies laughing together! 🩵

♡ ˢᶠʷ ᶦⁿᵗᵉʳᵃᶜᵗᶦᵒⁿ ᵒⁿˡʸ ♡