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Commissions reopening!!!

Hey guys!! I’m gunna be movin quite a ways from home in a couple months to San Francisco, and I wanna get my finances in as much order as I can. I needa get my housing payment (500 dollaroos) in ASAP so I wanted to crack these open again. 

I’m havin 10 slots to start, with 1 already in queue. If theres a rush I’ll start up a backup queue for anyone past the first 10. I’m gunna shove these out as fast as I can w my work schedule bein a little weird for the next couple weeks. 

10$ Gets ya a headshot, with or without a bg is up to you

30$ gets a full body, with or without a bg is up to you

for another 20$ you can add a second character, with a basic bg if ya want one.

I’ll draw anything besides explicit porn n offensive shit. Non-humans, furries, mechs, robots, they’re all aiight, please have a ref or a detailed description and I can work from that! 

Contact me thru my art blog or thru my main blog (biteythevillain) and we can get started n get ya a place in queue. Donations are also welcome, reblogs are also rad! Thank ya!

ooOOOO BOI A RAFFLE

SO, I HIT, HIT A MILESTONE AND UH, SO, IMMA DO A RAFFLE,,, CAUSE BOI O BOI I AINT GOT ANYTHING BETTER TO DO

PRIZES:

1ST. PRIZE FULLY DONE SHADE N SHIT BACKGROUND THE WHOLE SHUBOODLE WITH 1-2 CHARACTERS (1 PEEPS GET THIS)

2ND. FLAT COLOR PIC WITH 1-2 CHARACTERS, NOT TOO SHABBY (2 PEEPS GET THIS)

3RD.  CHIBI/ICON YO CHOICE MY BOO (3 PEEPS GET THIS)

THATS 6 IN TOTAL BOI-O

RULES N SHIT:

  1. GOTTA BE FOLLOWING MY DUDE NEW FOLLOWERS ARE ALLOWED SO U DO U
  2. LIKE YA
  3. REBLOG FOR DOUBLE POINTS MC HOMES
  4. IF I CHOOSE YA AND YA DONT REPLY IN LIKE 24 HRS SRRY DUDE GO’N TO SOME OTHER FOOL

STUFF I’LL DO:

  • YOU LIKE FURRIES? I DO TO SO U KNO MAYBE I CAN HOOK YA UP
  • SPLAT STUFF (THIS IS A GOD FORSAKEN SPLATOON BLOG BITCH I’D BE SURPRISED IF I DIDNT)
  • HUMANS N SOME OTHER SHIT YO YOU DONT CARE U JUST WANNA WIN

DUE DATE IS FEB 19 AKA my birthday so u kno u kno wink wink nudge nudge

SO YA GOOD LUCK IN ALL THAT SHIT

Hail to the King

Characters: Crowley x Reader, Lucifer (mentioned)

Word Count: 1070 (With Lyrics)

Warnings: Language, Cannon Divergence,

A/N:  This is my first time writing Crowley and I thought it would be awful but thanks to @atc74, @chelsea072498, @paintrider13-blog and @tankcupcakes for their encouragement I did what I thought I couldn’t.  I heard this song and couldn’t get this idea out of my head!  Any and all feedback is welcomed!!!

A/N 2: This is my entry for the lovely @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms ‘s 2,000 follower celebration/ challenge.  My prompt was “My friend said I couldn’t do it so I had to prove them wrong” which I changed to “Everyone says I can’t do it so I have to prove them wrong.” I hope you don’t mind =) and congrats again!

Beta’d: The amazingly wonderful @atc74

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To The Booth Big Mama

So Johnathan and I were about to leave to attends @billionaire-heiress Yachet Party but Big Swift had other plans. 

Big Swift: No ma’am get ya butt in the booth.

Bambee: I got a party to go to…..

Big Swift: That’s irrelevant to me. You said you had at least a verse done. I want to hear it. We got time to do a little more recording. Get in that booth.

@armonlife: Dang mom, you so stuborn just do it.

@armanilivin: Come on big mama, I want to hear it.

Johnathan: Come on Bam *smiles*

Bambee: Fine…..ya’ll annoying *Goes in the booth*

Big Swift: *Plays beat*

I’m coming back on scene
Prada bags and Celine’s
I hit the squat like Lil Kim
Flow notorious like b.I.g
You know I do it b.I.g
I be on my Trina shit
Hubby slip n slide in me
We be on that freaky shit (ha)
Buck wild in the virgin island
Sipping wine with Italians (mafia)
I make offers you can’t refuse
I’m big in all the news
Paparazzi follow me to venues
Big Swift produced this shit
We gonna keep it hot
Cause we in this b*tch
You know who I am
It’s big mama b*tch

Daddy Issues  Bucky x Reader Part One

Originally posted by maryjosez

Fandom: Marvel, Avengers

Characters: Avengers

Contains: Fight Scenes and LOTS of swearing


A/N: Just so you guys know, this is my first post on this blog and my first written fanfiction on tumblr, so I hope you guys enjoy it and stuffs. Have fun nerding out on Marvel shit!


I don’t really have a life. If you considered what I have as a “life” then it’s a pretty shitty one. There is something different about me that many people can’t and don’t know about. While this might sound like the introduction to a teenage dystopian book where the main character has some ridiculous name and is described as plain, but breathtakingly beautiful at the same time, and is involved in a ridiculous love triangle where any pairing sounds painfully awkward, it’s true. My name is Wicker Basket. Can’t you just smell the sarcasm? But in all honesty, I am very plain. Painfully average in fact. Below average. There is nothing special about me appearance-wise. I know! SHOCKER!!! A descendant of Thor and unattractive? NOOOOOOOO!

…Yes.

While I am a descendant of the Avenger, he has no idea that I exist and I would like to keep it that way. The only thing about me that is remotely relevant to him are my stretch marks which look like I was struck by lightning over and over again. I am not a size 0, in fact I am a size 10, I am not a gorgeous viking, but a boring flaming pile of trash, and i am not seductive in any way. That all went to my brother. Because somehow, in a lineage of gods, that look absolutely breathtaking, I end up looking like the ass of an elephant. WHERE THE FUCK DID THE BAD GENES COME FROM?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

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Sick Comfort (Lucifer Morningstar)

Originally posted by dxsobedient

Character: Lucifer Morningstar

Word Count: 440

Warnings: None that I can think of.

A/N: Sorry, this isnt my best one shot ;-; I decided to combine two requests so i hope you dont mind~

Requested:  Hi! I love your blog and I’d like to request a Lucifer (from the tv show, not supernatural lol) x reader where the reader is sick and Lucifer is taking care of the reader.

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Hi! I was wondering if you could make another one short of Lucifer Morningstar where the read e r and him are already dating?

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“Great, But What’s Your Name?”

Summary: You give Min Yoongi a different fake name every time you order from the small cafe he works at, and all he wants is to know your real name because God are you cute, but here he is scrawling “wonder woman” onto your stupid cappuccino. 

Characters: Min Yoongi x Reader (you)

Genre: fluff ?!!?1!!? i cant write shit but here you go

Word Count: 831

Request: @mariathekpoplover said: Can you please if you have time write a fluffy Suga scenario? btw I love and adore your blog, it brightens up my day. I also would like to thank you for having your request box open because not a lot of blogs do! <3

A/N: oh hEY LOOK AT ME IM FINALLY DOING A REQUEST LMAO. sorry for this short little thing but hey its kinda cute and you get cute gifs so, i hope its good bc idk lol. BUT GAHHH LOOK AT THAT GIF ASDJAFHK HE MUST BE AN ANGEL. 


Originally posted by forjimin


Never in Min Yoongi’s life did he think that it would be easier to drink the ocean dry than to get someone’s name, but that was exactly what was running through his mind as he stared at you, dumbfounded, who was standing before him with a smug grin tugging at the corners of your lips while giving him yours.

Today, it was “wonder woman”.

You observed him from the corner of the crowded cafe as he scrawled the false title on to your cappuccino, much more amused than you should be.  His casted a sideways glance in your direction, and his expression screamed “you gotta be kidding me” in its rawest form. Smirking, you raised a single eyebrow at him, a clear sign that you were not impressed with his flirting skills he tried to impose on you merely a week before.


You stepped up to the cash register, focus caught on the large LED TV’s which displayed today’s specials, and you scanned the menu one last time before opening your mouth.

“One caramel cappuccino with an extra shot of espresso please.”

Turning your gaze to the pastel-haired guy posed behind the register, you were slightly confused as he winked at you flirtatiously, a cocky grin threatening to take form.

“Sure thing, cutie.”

You furrowed your eyebrows at his attempt to catch your attention, watching as he wrote your order on the side of the white paper cup. But to your dismay, he also scribbled on his number under the rim. Adding his finishing touches to the cup, which happened to be a small heart, he met your eyes again and tilted his head to the side.

“And your name, darling?”

You scoffed, looking away from him to hide your burning cheeks. When you glared back at him again, he was still staring at you expectantly, waiting for your reply.

“Do you always do this-” you searched his chest for a nameplate, “Min Yoongi?

“Only to the beautiful you, sweetheart.” He winked again.

You almost gagged out loud.

With great difficulty, he stifled a chuckle at your reaction, and persisted to his original objective. “Your name, please.”

The unfaltering grin plastered across his face ignited an adventurous spark in you, and deciding that two could play the game,  you tilted your head and scanned the menu.

“Macchiato.”

Now he was clearly puzzled, and he cocked his head to one side, peering at you curiously, “Pardon?”

“I said, my name is Macchiato.”

Yoongi gave you deadpan look, exhaling exasperatedly, and somehow you figured that he didn’t appreciate your little joke,  “No it’s not, come on, be serious.”

“For the third time, it’s Macchiato. Don’t tell me what my name can or cannot be.”

After scanning your humorously determined expression and having no other solution, you traced his Sharpie with your eyes as they formed the words “Macchiato” on the side of your coffee cup, and laughed out loud.

He lifted the cup up to your face, and glared at you once more, “Happy?”

“Very.” you grinned, and retrieved your wallet to pay for the order. “Let’s see how long it’ll take you actually get my name.”

To be very honest, seeing him call out the word “macchiato” in front of a packed cafe and having heads whip around with questioning stares as Yoongi inform that your order was ready was extremely satisfying. So much that you continued to conjure up a different name every morning as you came to pick up your morning coffee.


Throughout the week, you went through names like “super mario” and “macaroni”, each one more ridiculous than the last. And Yoongi always huffed in annoyance every time a new title hit his ears, but not wanting to get fired for punching a customer in the face for her name, he restrained himself from disagreeing.

But “wonder woman” had really done it.

As you trotted up to the pick-up station to claim your coffee, Yoongi reached out his hand to grab you by the wrist. Surprised was scrawled across your face as you staggered towards him, your drink overflowing from the the rim, and you found yourself merely centimeters away from his face.

“I’ve played enough of your little game.” he gritted out through tightly clenched teeth, and you giggled at his frustration. “Just tell me your name, I’ll take you out to dinner for that, I swear.”

You examined his face for a moment, and took note of how brightly his eyes shined, how soft his skin must feel to the touch, and a blush involuntarily rose to flush your cheeks.

“It’s Y/N.” you whispered, and watched his serious expression transformed into a grin, lighting up his whole face. “So when’s that dinner?”

“Check the side of your cup and call me when you’re free. I’ll be waiting for you.” and he winked.

You couldn’t help but burst out into laughter at his failed attempts of flirtation, and you winked back. “Got it. You’re cute, by the way.”


Originally posted by syubbie

THIS LIL SNOWFLAKE ASLKDJFKHG

get to know me tag

rules: tag blogs you want to get to know better

tagged by: @sonshinejimin​​ (thANk U mintY ILY)

gender: male or genderfluid

star sign: leo

height: 5″2 or 5″3

sexual orientation: honestly who?? i think im pan n maybe ace n shit idk i just really like boys

hogwarts house: hufflepuff !

favorite colors: anything pastel or like grays

favorite animal: cats!

average hours of sleep: 2 (OH MYGOD IMSouNHeALTHY)

cat or dog: cats!

favorite fictional character: the gay ones

number of blankets: one

favorite singer/band: monsta x is my ult group, but i stan so many groups idk i have a lot of lov

dream trip: i would love to go back to new york!

dream job: something that has to do with writing or like photography

when was this blog made: fall 2016 ish? idk ive had it a while 

number of followers: 404!

what made you decide to create this blog: i had a tumblr bcs a friend forced me n idk i got into kpop 2014 but forgot about it n then i randomly saw it n here i am

tagging: @shesababymv ; @changhyuk ; @binsmoon ; @sejunsneezing and @heochnsgirl ! feel free to ignore

still like.. like i dont even LIKE multiple ask/rp blogs for the same character bc it reminds me of a shit time in my life that i spent around an ask/rp community which wasnt rly good for me at all but even i have the decency 2 not go on the tags n compare them 2 something as terrible as what went down w ut’s overload of shitty ppl

Can I Just Say Something to the Fallout Fandom?

I started a blog on tumblr three years ago. Probably before then. I dunno, my mind isn’t the best. I’ve been in many many fandoms, ranging from comic books, to novels, to movies, tv shows, you name it. I’ve had blogs with over 600 followers. But.. I never really ever felt as if I was apart of something. I never got a ton of messages, which is to be expected in such big fandoms, and when I’m such a poor artist. I was never supposed to get into the Fallout fandom. It just so happened that my brother got it for Christmas and I decided to play one day when I was bored and ended up getting hooked. I hadn’t heard a lot about it at all. I only saw a few commercials that I thought were pretty cool.

After that, I got Fallout 3 and Fallout New Vegas, the Fallout fandom had me in its hooks.

It took awhile to convince myself, but I decided to make a blog, abandoning my supernatural blog that had hundreds of followers.

I thought it’d be like that blog. One note per drawing… Constant arguing with people. Clashings of anger and me fighting for love instead of hate in the fandom. It was a lost cause but… I still tried.

Then I came here, looking at the amazing art and sole survivors.., I was in love. The people, the artists, the blogs.

You guys are incredible.

The lack of hate is great.

And the hate that’s here is minimal and about stuff that doesn’t matter

((Please stop hating and fighting ur breaking my heart ;-;))

This whole amazing fandom blows me away like nuclear fallout.

Everything is amazing,

You. You reading this. You’re amazing.

That companion X companion and solex companion or whatever kinda pairing fic it is. Amazing.

That art of that OC. AMAZING.

Those screenshots of that sole and those companions and that scenery. Amaze.

That drawing/painting/gif of that character. A M A Z I N G

Those audio files, fucking A m a z I n g!

Fallout shit? Yeah. AMAZING.

A M A Z I N G.

This Fallout fandom? Amazing.

Keep up the good work dudes.

You’re better than every other fandom I have EVER been in.

I’ve never felt this welcome

Also. I never got messages and never really connected with ppl in my old six hundred follower blog. Now I have like eighty followers and every single one is amazing and means like the world to me bc y'all are great. I’ve gotten so much love here. People actually make me feel good here. They even make me feel good about my crap art that would only get like one note per drawing on my old blog.


I love the tiny groups I see, with the OCs and Sole Survivors and it’s all just… Like a breath of fresh, irradiated air.


((”"Tiny groups”  being blogs like @andoy-thedeathclawborn, @faliout, and every other amazing blog group. Love y'all))

Burning Bright (Chapter 8 ‘Birth’ - Part 2)

Title: Burning Bright (Episode 8 ‘Birth’ - Part 2)
Rating: G
Summary: What if Neal had survived to the start of Season 5, and Hook was the one to die? An attempted rewrite of the fifth season, episode-by-episode, with Neal in the place of Hook as Emma’s main love interest. Swanfire + all the canon relationships.

A/N:  Neal survived Quiet Minds and was the one to accompany Emma into the past at the end of season 3; Ariel didn’t show up in Poor Unfortunate Souls, so Hook drowned. Assume everything else is the same unless stated otherwise. Warning for pre-fic major character death.

So yeah, this is the second half of ‘Birth’ :D

(thanks to @midstorm for the amazing poster!)

All chapters - the tag on my blog is ‘#season 5 nealfire rewrite’ if the link doesn’t work!


Storybrooke

When Neal awakens, he’s back in that basement room, chained to the floor. “Shit,” he mutters, as he comes to, his head banging. “I need to sleep at some point,” he murmurs, “Real sleep, somewhere a long way from this pit. This is all a bit Silence of the Lambs, don’t you think?” he shouts, his voice echoing in the dank chamber, but of course Emma doesn’t answer.

“Do you ever get tired of your own voice?” a chill runs down Neal’s spine, his stomach turning with instinctive fear. He turns, slowly, and sees Zelena sat there, chained to the floor the same as he is, smiling at him in the gloom. He wishes he’d torn out her throat himself when he had the chance.

“I could ask you the same thing,” he snarls back. “I’ve heard more than enough of you for one lifetime, how the hell are you not dead yet?”

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