i need to finish my requests

Re Opened Requests!

Many people asked me about reopen them so here we go! ❤️

Still have to finish the last one from my old requests, but I’m already ok to have new requests :3

I have some free time but is not that much, I’ll do mostly sketches, I think I can accept at last 3-4 (maybe ?)

I can draw characters from:

-One Piece
-Boku no Hero Academia
-Fairy Tail
-Twin Star Exorcist (Sousei)
-Blue Exorcist
-Terror of Resonance
-Nanatsu no Taizai
-Shojo characters (I don’t remember which shojos I have seen, but I think it’s ok everyone)
-Tutor Hitman Reborn
-Pandora Hearts
-Deadman Wonderland

Etc etc etc xD

[S] Face Requests Open

So I’ve a project I’m gonna start working on but first I need a little practice. With faces first, then more.

So if there’s a character/person who you’d like me to draw I’ll probably try my hand at it! My art hand!

I’ll work through requests for faces from Monday to Saturday! And I’ll post the finished ones along the way.

Alright I’m only doing this until April 18th

Because that’s the last day of Spring Break and I’m going to have to write my final semester papers afterwards…. So I’m going to take request for One-Shots outside of my regular stories. The reason is that I don’t want to tackle a big fic, like the other Rucas Adult AU story I’m currently plotting out until I finish the semester. Graduate school is no joke and I have this obsessive need to constantly get top marks.

Rules are as follows - Anything goes except for these 2 rules

1. Main Ships will always be Rucas, Joshaya, and Smarkle (because these are my OTP’s from the show)

2. Nothing connected to my other fics.

It can be either a re-imagining of an episode, it can be adult versions of the characters, it can be almost anything within reason. I won’t write them unless I have a day off from school.

and while I’m working on request I will also be writing another fic…. or at least start on another one. This is just the one I’ve wanted to write for a while along with The Cinderella Promise but I waited because I’m still a student, and I’m also applying for jobs.

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Moving On - Sakura/Gaara

Soo, this is a really old request that’s been sitting around waiting on me to write it. I fell so in love with the idea that it might have a full story coming. This is more of a prologue than drabble. I just need to finish some other stories up first. 

Tears spilled down Sakura’s cheeks despite her best efforts to hold them in. She’d known that this day might come, but she hadn’t expected it to hurt quite this much. She couldn’t draw in enough air, and the shattered pieces of her heart tried to worm their way free of her aching chest. Sakura forced another breath into her lungs, felt them expand to welcome it, even as she sobbed through the exhalation.

You’re such a baby, Sakura chided, watching the darkness settle around her. You’re still breathing, still alive. Think of all the people who didn’t come home from the war.

Though Sakura knew it was true, the cold logic didn’t bring her any comfort. Worldwide destruction had just been averted, partially through her own skill, and that of her team. She should have been celebrating, thankful to see another day. There had been dozens of invitations to do so. Half of the shinobi in Konoha seemed to have gone that route.

Barring celebration, Sakura should have been weeping over the loss. Ino and Shikamaru could have used the support of her friendship after losing their fathers. Or Tenten and Lee, after Neji’s death. Instead, Sakura was crying because Sasuke didn’t want her, wouldn’t take her with him on his journey of atonement. The foolishness of it took her breath away, but that didn’t stop the tears.

The soft scuff of a retreating foot caught Sakura’s attention. Her head jerked up, fully expecting the culprit to be Naruto. Somehow, her teammate always knew when she needed someone, even when she wished he didn’t. She’d seen the pity in his eyes when Sasuke rejected her, again. He must think she was an idiot for continuing to chase him.  

 Sakura turned toward the eavesdropper; it wasn’t Naruto. Dusk softened the man’s bright red hair, while somehow making his aquamarine eyes stand out starkly. A blush colored Gaara’s high, pale cheekbones. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you.”

“Kazekage-sama,” Sakura greeted primly. She wiped at her cheeks, knowing the tear tracks would catch the moonlight, making it obvious that she’d been crying. “May I help you with something?”

“Gaara, please.” The man’s lips tilted into a phantom smile, like they were unused to the expression, but attempted the gesture anyway. “I didn’t mean to impose, I just needed to get out of my room for a while.”

Sakura nodded understandingly. Now that the war was over, the rebuilding process had begun. Even so, there was only so much that could be accomplished in a single day. Exhaustive lists of shinobi killed in action needed to be combed through, the Kages need to discuss their allegiances, then there was the physical restructuring. The task felt overwhelming.

“Me too,” Sakura shifted slightly, lifting her feet from the ground. She’d wandered away from the main village, to a playground that she’d known would be deserted this time of night. Something about the soft creak of the swings, and the way the moonlight sparkled off the river in the distance comforted her. “I suppose I look quite childish sitting here. Alone, when there are million things I could be doing.”

Gaara raised his shoulders in a shrug as his teal eyes roved over the shadowed equipment. “There are dozens of things that need my attention as well.” The man crossed the pebbled stone and lowered himself onto a swing next to her.

Sakura watched him from the corner of her eye. Gaara’s lips were set in the serious expression that almost always graced his features. Thinking back, she remembered the frantic worry in his eyes as he watched her force Naruto’s heart to pump until the Fourth Hokage could save him. There had been a moment of joy when Naruto drew another breath, a true smile of friendship, not just hope for winning the war. The Kazekage wasn’t entirely emotionless.

Naruto is worried about you.“ Gaara’s voice was oddly formal to her ears, but there was an undertone of worry in it.

Sakura forced out a chuckle, then pushed off the ground, swinging backward, and closed her eyes. Gaara didn’t say anything, just watched her with khol rimmed eyes. "Naruto worries about a lot of things he can’t fix. It isn’t his place,” she began, meeting his gaze.

Gaara frowned for a moment, then spoke suddenly. “Why don’t you come to Suna for a few months?”

Dropping her feet to the ground, Sakura raised an eyebrow at the Kazekage. "What? Why?" 

Shoulders dipping forward as he looked at the ground, Gaara considered his words. "I can’t claim to have much experience with relationships, but Naruto has taught me a great deal about them in theory. The one thing that I do know, however, is that they aren’t supposed to hurt like this.” He half-gestured to Sakura’s cheek, then let his hand fall away. “I imagine love should hurt even less.”

For a moment, shock stilled Sakura’s tongue. The moonlight and shadows made it difficult to tell, but she thought she saw the dusting of pink on the Kazekage’s cheeks. “It’s none of my business–”

“What would I do in Suna?” Sakura interrupted, annoyed that Naruto would put Gaara in this position. “My life is here.” 

“You did amazing things with the poison Sasori used on Kankuro. Even Chiyo wasn’t able to construct an antidote that quickly.” Gaara must have seen the pain that crossed Sakura’s face at the memory, because he hurried on. “And, you saved Naruto during the war, when all hope was lost. You’re an unrivaled medic. Our shinobi could learn a great deal from you.” 

Gaara slid a finger beneath the crimson collar of his coat, loosening it. If Sakura hadn’t known better, she would have thought he was nervous. “Tsunade-sama will stay in Konoha long enough to train Kakashi as her successor, so you’d have a few months to spare, if you want. Then, you could come back to the Leaf and oversee the hospital here.” 

Despite everything, Sakura burst out laughing. “Is there anything Naruto didn’t help you plan?” 

Gaara’s flush deepened. “We’re leaving tomorrow,” he added curtly, ignoring her outburst. “If you want to come with us.”  

The man stood and started to turn away. Realizing the rudeness of her actions, Sakura followed and caught Gaara’s sleeve. He startled at the touch, and she dropped her hand away with a blush of her own. “I wasn’t laughing at you,” she corrected hastily. “I can tell that Naruto put you up to this. You’d have no reason to think of me otherwise.” 

“That isn’t true,” Gaara shifted weight to his opposite foot, not quite looking at her. “I never properly thanked you for helping Kankuro, or me.” 

Sakura paused, realizing it was true. Gaara had publicly thanked Naruto, of course. Without his help, they never would have been able to rescue Gaara. And without Chiyo’s sacrifice, their efforts would have been in vain. The memory was painful enough that Sakura shied away from it. “Anyone would have done the same,” she brushed off his words. 

“Few could have accomplished it,” Gaara argued, then shook his head. “The offer stands if you’re interested. I think our medical nin could learn a great deal from you.” 

“Thank you, Kazakage-sama,” Sakura paused and drew a breath before correcting herself. “Gaara.” 

The man’s lips quirked upward again. “We’re leaving at dawn.” 

“I’ll see you then.” The answer surprised Sakura, but she knew it was the right one. Time away from Konoha, from the pitying looks of her friends, and the reminders of Sasuke, might be exactly what she needed. The decision made the pressure in her chest ease. Sakura had a plan now; she wasn’t worthless, and she could prove that in Suna.


Hhh- finally I finished this.. I know I left few request.. and I’m sorry for that.. I just took the most asked one and the one I thought would be nice.. 

Cross - jakei95, Nightmare - jokublog, Dust - ?? (I don’t know.. can someone tell me who?..) Blueberry - popcornpr1nce (?), Original Fell!Palette - angexci, Goth - nekophy, Pudding, corrupted Fell!Palette and Cupcake - me..

“I’m a tramp, and I live all over the place,” answered Snufkin. “I wander about, and when I find a place that I like I put up my tent and play my mouth-organ.”

rusalnaia said:
Mob and Teru being cute dorks on #5? Or Mob and Ritsu being cute dorky brothers in #1?

He finally learned the water trick :’’D

I went with the second one, but finished it before I remembered it was a palette challenge! D: Hope ya like it anyway! 

Dating KJ Apa would Include...

Originally posted by missprongs



Warnings: none

Requested: Anonymous asked:” Hey can you do a dating would include with either kj apa or Archie Andrews?”                                                               (Writing about Archie Andrews soon)

Authors Note: I’m still writing on two imagines that got requested, and I’m trying to finish them as soon as possible. But besides this:School started so it means I need to study a lot and Weekends are then my time relief. So when you request something please don’t think there is a due until I finished the Requestion. But I’m trying my best!xx

- everyone would love you guys as a couple

- KJ would always mention in everything

- you’re his princess

- long and passionate kisses is the reason why you both are so in love with each other

- watching how KJ is doing his job in acting

- KJ would take you out every weekend

- no fights

- being the cutest couple worldwide

- everything is literally passionate in your relationship

- spending as much time as possible

- planing already the future

- being silly/goofy together

- ass grabing

- KJ is overprotective AS HECK

- make out sessions 

- doing Photo-Battles on Snapchat or Instagram Story

- making jokes about each other

- I think KJ is the type of boyfriend that would go with you everytime on a concert

- forehead kisses

- Netflix & Chill (non Sexual)

- sometimes you guys have those “Chill out” days on the weekend, where you both  just off your phones and enjoy the time together

- scalp massages when KJ cannot sleep

- taking silly pictures together

- jealously KJ

- KJ could never be mad at you 

- “You’re too cute to be mad at you.”- KJ

- teasing him about his red hair

- watching him playing guitar

- late night cuddle sessions

- you love it when he lets his beard grow

SO! I decided to do one of these too! I’m going on a 4 day weekend after thursday so please send some of these into my askbox! I’ll be finishing up the pallette requests and starting these during my small break!
Also feel free to reblog and play with these too! If you use these for reference without asks please tag me for credit!

Keep Ya Safe

Originally posted by alphabetbet

Keep Ya Safe

Raphael x Reader

Note: Me: *has 30 requests I need to write, a play to finish, and exams to study for* Also Me: Eh, why not write something literally no one asked for. Hey guys, remember that stuffed turtle I bought way back? Yeah, so do I. Anyway, I kinda smushed a request into this one a little bit. Tried to. Anyway, fluff for my favorite hothead. I might have some Leo coming up later too, so keep your eyes peeled.

Raph. Was. So. Bored. But it was day, so he couldn’t leave the lair, and you were at school anyway so he didn’t really have anywhere to go. And so therefore, he was lifting weights, as usual. Needless to say, he wasn’t expecting to hear your voice so soon.

“Boo!” You sprang into his makeshift gym.

“(Y/N)? Don’t ya have school today?”

“Skipped.” You answered, dropping down onto the large pillow in the corner of the room. Your reading nook. Raph’s eyes widened.

“Woah, we got a badass over here.” He looked impressed.

“Kidding. Half-day. Exams.” You laughed. “I’m a goody-two-shoes. We both know that.”

“Heh, right.” He chuckled. “So what’cha doin’ here? Don’t ya got better things to do than hang out in the sewers?”

“Nah.” You shrugged. “Figured I’d pay my best friend a visit.”

“Ah.” He nodded. “Well, as you can see, not much is goin’ on down here.”

“Do you have patrol tonight?”

“Nope. Why?”

“Do you maybe want to come over to my place and watch a movie?”

“Yeah, sure. What’s on the docket tonight, shorty?”


“What’s that about?”

“You’ll see.” You smiled innocently. “So are you in?”

“I don’t see why not.” But what he didn’t say was: I would watch paint dry if it was with you.  


After dark, you waited in your room for Raph’s tapping on your window. Soon enough, he arrived and lumbered inside the window that was just barely big enough for the massive muscular turtle.

“(Y/N), ya here?”

“In the kitchen making popcorn!” You called. “Stay in there I’ll be out in a minute!”

“All right.” He looked around your room. Everything was set up, the movie’s menu playing on the screen. He sat down on your bed, causing it to creak beneath his weight. It was then that he noticed something sitting there. It was a medium-sized stuffed turtle. But that wasn’t all. It had a red bandana tied around its eyes. Raph’s cheeks suddenly matched his mask. He held it in his large hands, still not able to believe this was something that was sitting on your bed. Something you…slept with.

And in that instant, he imagined you, curled up in your sleep. Curled up in his huge arms. He pictured the sleepy breaths and quiet mumbles, and he wanted nothing more than to hold you against his plastron, to bury his face in your soft skin and kiss away all of your troubles.

He was in love with you.

Shit, why hadn’t he realized it sooner? You had been in front of him all along, and he had never…he had never felt this way. No, maybe he had. The days you wore your red t-shirt or the turtle charm that sometimes dangled around your neck. He liked to imagine you were his. He wished you were.

He wanted to hold your hand and hold you close, and God, he wanted to kiss your lips. Your soft human lips. Usually when he looked at his reflection, he could never imagine anyone loving him. He could never imagine anyone calling him theirs. But this turtle had changed everything, his entire outlook on love had shifted after spending two minutes in your room.

You opened the door, a large bowl of popcorn tucked under your arm and your hair pulled up into a messy bun. You weren’t wearing make-up, but you had never looked more gorgeous.

“What’s this?” he couldn’t stop the words from falling out of his mouth. Now your face was red.

“Oh, um, that’s my…um…” you sighed. “He just makes me feel safe, you know, when I’m asleep.”


“Yeah.” You replied.

“So…” a ghost of a smile pulled at his scarred lips. “I make ya feel safe.”

“Yes.” You nodded and awkwardly walked over to the bed. “You do.”

“What are ya scared of?” he asked quietly as you sat down beside him. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him.

“Losing you.” You mumbled.


“Losing you.” Your whisper was slightly louder this time.

“I ain’t goin’ anywhere. I promise.” His giant green finger turned your chin to face him. His eyes were soft and earnest. “Listen, I uh…” his heart felt like it was going to leap out of his chest and run down the street. “I might be all rough on the outside, but uh, ya make me wanna be soft…for ya. And I just wanna protect ya. Because you’re so small and I’m so big, and if anything ever hurt ya…I don’t know what I’d do.”

There was a long silence. You stared at him for a long time, trying to find the words.

“I know that’s a lot to dump on ya. I’m sorry, I know you probably…I’m a turtle and you’re…I’m sorry I’ll just-”

“I love you.” You blurted, heart racing. “I don’t know for how long I have, but I do. A lot. I can’t explain it. You just make everything feel right. You make me feel safe.” You poked the plushie. “Even if it’s just this.”

“You don’t need it to keep ya safe. Not anymore. I’ll, uh…I’ll keep ya safe. I promise.” There was a long moment of silence. Raph slowly reached out, pulling you into his arms and onto his lap. You curled into his plastron and exhaled a huge sigh of relief. “So…what’s the movie about?”

“A big rough red guy who falls in love with a human girl.” You replied quietly. Raph chuckled.

“Let me guess, that was your back-up plan?”

“You could say that, yeah.”

“Well it woulda worked.” He kissed your forehead.

“Noted.” And with that, you pressed play.


Sheith smooches five ways – Hand, Cheek, Ear, Neck, and Mouth (click for better image quality).


Some of these still aren’t quite how I would’ve liked, but they’re probably about as good as they’ll get.  ;-;

And to cover the usual questions, these are NOT canon, I am open to requests (not just for Voltron/sheith), and feel free to use!

(more assorted edits I’ve made)

Familiarity (Newt Scamander)

Pairing: Newt Scamander/Reader
Words: 1500
Warning(s): Some angst but fluff
A/N: bOI I FINISHED THIS AT EXACTLY 2:26 AM I AM RUNNING ON FUEMS SORRY THE ENDING IS BAD IT S TARTED OFF DECENt. i needed to be up at seven rip my fuckin soul. AlLSO i know i said i started my haitus but this will be the last fic i write for a week,,,
Request:  Got a Newt Scamander/reader insert request for you, if you’d like! So, plenty of people are doing imagines where the reader is a no-maj and has to be obliviated (MUCH ANGST)… Would you mind giving us a happy ending to that scenario? Maybe the reader regains her memories or there’s a chance for her to fall in love with Newt all over again? Thank you! <3

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