i now take requests

Sim requests!

I’m now going to be taking sim requests from you guys! I’ll try to do as many as possible. I just need to know hair, gender, eyes, skin, blah blah blah any details you want! Thank you guys so much again for 340+ followers I truly appreciate each any everyone of you even though I haven’t been posting what you can for haha. I love you all! Side bar I am also doing build requests only 2 though so first comes first served

Originally posted by audreylaine-nalley

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Anonymous said : “you should draw eto! If you feel like it. I LOVE your art and i would frame it on my wall if I could. I hope you have a nice day! :)

Eto with short hair for you ! ! (And wah thank you..♡!!!)

blissfullyintoxicated  asked:

For the crossover can I get Saeran crossed with Juuzou from Tokyo Ghoul? ^-^

YES YOU CAN THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST @blissfullyintoxicated​ <3

OKAY THAT’S ALL THE CROSSOVER REQUESTS SUBMITTED BEFORE THE DEADLINE. YUSSS I’M FREEEEE~ It’s been fun to see your crossover ideas. But dayum I probably won’t be doing 19 of them again LOL. To those sent in after the deadline, I’m sorry >.< I may do the odd one now and then but now I just wanna move on. Thanks to everyone for their patience and understanding!

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@mikeybound BAM! finally. some broganes binder shopping

listen im all on board with trans keith it’s one of my favorite hcs i need more of this

***EDIT uhhhh i didn’t think i explicitly needed to say this but TERFs don’t reblog this

starlight-prime  asked:

Could you do Yuri in the rink doing A2 towards Viktor that does C2??

Victor’s greatest weakness

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Seven half-bloods shall answer the call,
To storm or fire, the world must fall,
An oath to keep with a final breath,
And foes bear arms to the Doors of Death

I finished this tonight in honor of the end of the semester and I could not be more happy with the end result.

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It’s bedtime

Requested: can you write protective or caring Shawn I love that type of Shawn

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“Babe,” You hear Shawn’s voice from somewhere behind you as he enters the dining room where you’re seated at the table studying. You don’t stop reading through the powerpoint on your laptop screen. A second later, you feel his arms wrap around you, and he rests his chin on your shoulder. 

“Hmm?” You finally respond, still not really paying any attention to him. 

“I know you’re stressing, but its time for bed.” He tells you, his voice coming out authoritative, but caring at the same time.

“Can’t.” You reply, “I still have twenty more slides to get through, and then I have another chapter to read.” 

“I know, love. But its bedtime.” He plants a light kiss on your temple before adding, “You’ve been only getting four hours of sleep every night this week. I know its midterms and you have a lot to do, but you can’t keep going on like this. It’s not healthy.” 

He’s right, you’re exhausted. “But Shawn–” You try to protest, but he cuts you off.

“No buts. Unless its your butt in our bed.” He says, reaching over and shutting your laptop, obviously refusing to take no for an answer. He grabs your hand and pulls you up from your chair, “C’mon baby. The work will all still be there in the morning.” He says before leading your exhausted body down the hallway and into the bathroom where you both get ready for bed together.  

prefixofsuffix  asked:

Hi Kibou, I'm not sure if you're taking requests right now or not, but... if it's possible, could you draw the penguin Grape-kun next to the character Hululu from Kemono friends? Grape-kun passed away today and I've been feeling down about it, so I was wondering if you could draw him and Hululu as somewhat of a tribute to him. If not, that's okay.

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18. THE MASTER SWORD

Your master will come for you. Until then, you shall rest safely here. Although the Slumber of Restoration will most certainly deprive him of his memories, please trust me when I say that I know he will arrive before you yet again.
- If I may be so bold… what is it that are planning to do next, Princess?
- The Master Sword. I heard it speak to me. It seems that my role is unfinished. There is still something I must do.
- I sense there is great strength in your dedication.
- Great Deku Tree, I ask of you, when he returns, can you please relay this message… Tell him I-
- Now, then… Words intended for him would sound much better in the tones of your voice, don’t you think?
- Yes.

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@shippinggg thank you for bringing me peace, even just for a little while 

reigen’s garden (probably rooftop) slowly becomes a safe haven for everyone. except for shou’s hamsters. shou only has to learn that lesson once

teru comes there to read when his apartment feels too stuffy. no he doesnt have a key. dont ask. mob, who does have a key, doesnt ask, so why should you 

in the summer maybe reigen would put a mat in a corner so hed have a place to sit down. then all the kids would take naps there. maybe sometimes at the same time. 

also I put in both the ink and the colored version bc I cant decide which one I like more so yeah

Seriously, I can’t thank you all enough for supporting me.

I had my first blog for four years and could never hit past 450, but in less than a year you guys have supported me way more than I ever could have asked for. I appreciate all of you, and thank you so much for every nice comment, tag, and reblog!

mY TABLET ARRIVED TODAY!!!! IT’S A BEAUTIFUL FREAKIN DAAAAY!!!!!!!!!!!!

“May I?” Lady Lunafreya asked. She held out her hand.

“Are you… offering to heal me?” Prompto asked, hesitant. Everyone was watching him. He shifted nervously and brushed a lock of hair out of his face. “I’m really grateful but, uh. No thanks? I’m not hurt. But—but I appreciate the offer!” The last thing he wanted was for the Oracle—for Noctis’ friend, the person who had pushed him to meet Noct in the first place—to think him ungrateful.

But Lunafreya didn’t seem to hear. Her arm didn’t waver. “Please.”

Everyone was still watching. Noctis, with his head cocked to the side. Ignis, quietly observing. Gladio, arms crossed, making sure nobody got too close to the Oracle or the King. Prompto didn’t want to be the odd one out.

Lunafreya’s hand looked warm and inviting. So he took it.

Within seconds, Prompto was doubled over, something acidic and awful falling from his lips.

The sensation of throwing up had always been unpleasant.

This was awful.

Despite all that, Lunafreya clutched his hand. Her grip was surprisingly tight, even as Prompto bent over, his free hand on his knee in a last ditch effort to stay upright.

He heaved and heaved and heaved. All he saw was black.

And through it all, Lunafreya held on.

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