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Man, my first digital art ! Hah ! First requests are actually done, and i am enjoying the hell out of this ! Not a thing i would ever think to have !

Anyways. The request made by @lynns-art-blog , @kiacii and @xxmileikaivanaxx i am just uploading it right now, from the whole excitment ! :D Hope you like it guys.

First ACTUAL steps on my way to digital drawings…i cant wait for more in the future. Thank you all so much for requesting something from me :)

anonymous asked:

What about Prompto trying really hard to impress his crush by winning them a stuffed chocobo from one of those carnival games where you have to shoot the moving targets? (Who says Noct is the only one who gets to enjoy the Moogle Chocobo Carnival?!) His crush loves the plush, but tells him that he's still their favorite chocobo. (Maybe they even kiss his cheek?)

Eeep! I’ve been super excited to do this one since it’s a oneshot request~ <3 I like oneshot requests since it means I actually get to write a little mini-story heehee

And plus, Sunshine Chocobo is adorbs <3

No special warnings or spoilers (unless you consider the Carnival a spoiler?)

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anonymous asked:

God please the fic where Marco is accidentally a jerk can you, can you write a continuation with some fluff? Like Marco, becomes aware that Tom destroyed the gift and he goes to talk or something like that and they end up cuddling Luv u

I love you too! And Okay! I’m so sorry for all the sadness! But you know how much I love hurt/comfort and I hope this story is good enough and it’s what you wanted! I really enjoyed writing it and actually had a few other requests like this! So here it is!

Read the first one here! http://tomco-headcannons.tumblr.com/post/157243102877/heres-an-idea-marco-knows-that-star-jackie-and

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“Hey did Tom drop something off?” Marco asked, looking all around the living room for the gift. Star thought for a moment and shook her head.

“I didn’t see him. We hung out at the dance with Janna, but then he disappeared like super fast. He and Janna had plans to throw rocks at trains but she said he bailed on her.” Star explained.

“Why would they want to throw rocks at trains?” Marco asked.

“You have your idea of a perfect Valentine’s Day and they have theirs.” Star shrugged and went back to texting Star Fan 13. Marco made a face and kept looking. “Why? Was he supposed to drop something off?” Star asked.

“Yeah! He made a gift for me and I asked him to bring it home for me… and I can’t find it.” Marco explained.

“No he didn’t come by.” Star repeated. “What did it look like?” She asked.

“It was a box shaped like a heart. It was painted to look gold but it was all patched up.” Marco explained. Star sat up.

“I saw that in the garbage.” She told him. Marco looked at her odd. “Yeah, Tom left the dance after he set a trash can on fire. The principle got mad at me because he thought I did it and made me clean it up.” Star grumbled this part. She now had a bone to pick with Tom. “But bottom line is I saw a box like that all burnt up.” Star finished. Marco fell back, unsure of what to think.

“Why would he do that?” Marco asked. Star shrugged.

“He seemed upset though. I tried calling him because I was mad, and he put me right to voicemail.” Star continued. “And then I got a little concerned and tried calling him a few more times. He didn’t answer and then texted me to stop calling him.” Star explained; she obviously was confused.

“But why would he…” Marco trailed off and sat down on the couch, piecing this all together. “Oh no…” He muttered. Star looked at him curiously. “Star I really, REALLY messed up.”

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Tom hid his face in his hands and let tears pool up in his eyes and then flood down his face. He tried his hardest to stop it, but he couldn’t help it. The past few days have just been him in between episodes of total numbness and bawling his eyes out. Tom wiped away his tears aggressively and tried to pick himself up. But when he saw the destroyed gift on the floor he collapsed in tears again.

He didn’t have the heart to leave it, so he went back later to get it. He was lucky the school hadn’t taken the trash out yet. And he took it home even though it was completely destroyed and burnt. Tom picked it up, as soon as he felt it in his hands he felt a white-hot rage bubble up inside him and he threw it against the wall.

“Why did I come back for you!?” He hissed at the inanimate object. He sighed and sat back down on the bed, wishing he would finally go numb so he didn’t have to deal with this pain anymore. Tom’s head shot up when he saw a blue portal open up next to him. He gasped when Marco stepped through.

“Hey Tom.” Marco smiled. Tom was totally frozen and didn’t know what to say. It was clear he’d been crying and didn’t know how Marco would react. “Can I talk to you?” Marco asked. Tom couldn’t speak, so he just nodded. “Look, I know now that I must have really, REALLY hurt your feelings at the dance. And I just wanted to say I’m sorry.” Marco rubbed the back of his head.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Tom muttered, looking down. Marco moved closer to him and took his hand.

“Yes you do.” Marco insisted. “Tom, I am so, so sorry.” Marco told him. “I never wanted to hurt you.” He continued. Tom couldn’t take this anymore. He bit his lip and more tears flooded down his face, he tried to choke back sobs and Marco could only stand there and feel his heart break.

“Why?” Tom asked quietly. “I… why? What’s wrong with me?” He asked. Marco shook his head and collected the demon in his arms, giving him ad big hug and holding him close.

“Nothing. Don’t ever ask that. Nothing is wrong with you.” Marco promised. Tom sobbed and buried his face in Marco’s hoodie. Marco just held the demon tightly and let him cry, falling totally limp against the human. “Tom, I never meant to cause you pain. I didn’t mean to be so cold. I never knew you felt this way about me.” Marco assured. Tom just gripped him tighter.

“I know…” He mumbled into Marco’s jacket. Marco held the demon for a long time before beginning to pull away. When he did this Tom just gripped him tighter. “Please stay… just for one more minute.” Tom begged. Marco bit his lip and felt his heart break even more. He held him tightly and stroked his hair.

“I’ll stay as long as you need me to.” Marco promised.

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“I don’t understand.” Janna said.

“Me neither… how could I not notice he liked me? I feel like such a jerk.” Marco mumbled, falling back down onto the pillow. Janna rolled her eyes.

“No you moron! Not that.” She added. Marco sat up curiously. “How could you not notice YOU like him?” She asked. Marco jumped a bit and gave her a curious look. He then shook his head.

“No… I like Jackie, I’ve always liked Jackie.” Marco said.

“Yeah, you do like Jackie. You love Jackie! She’s a great friend, Marco.” Janna concluded. “But what you’re feeling now proves there is somebody else who you REALLY like.” She explained. “That feeling you got when you saw him so torn up, sure you feel sorry for your friends when they’re heartbroken, but I don’t think you felt that way with Tom. I think it was something different, something more.” Janna crossed her arms. Marco shook his head.

“No way.” Marco insisted.

“Who are you trying to convince?” Janna asked, leaning forward. His friend’s sudden intellectual side took Marco back.

“It doesn’t matter if I like him!” Marco cried. “It’s too late now! He’ll never believe me; I already broke his heart once I can’t drag him through that again. He’ll think I’m playing some sort of game with him.” Marco exclaimed. Tears welled up in his eyes. “I can’t hurt him ever again, I need to keep him safe. I need to protect him at all costs.” Marco swore. Janna stared at him for a long time.

“You love him. And the sooner you realize that the sooner you can be happy, and make him happy.” Janna told him. She got up and grabbed her backpack. “Jackie’s a nice girl, I love her to death, but you guys are friends and always will be. Just friends. But you’ve got something real with Tom. I can see it.” She finished. “See you later Marco, and stop being stupid.”

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Marco leapt through the portal to Tom’s home and scrambled to his feet. “Tom! Tom, please be here!” Marco screamed. Tom heard the shouting from downstairs and ran to see what it was all about. When he saw Marco he felt that same horrible pain in his chest. He was about to turn away and tell Marco to go, say he wasn’t ready but Marco started rambling. “Tom! Please listen to me!” Marco cried. “I-I made a mistake. A really bad one! I love you! I do, I love you a lot!” Marco now had tears running down his face. “And I know it’s too late and I know you won’t forgive me for causing you so much pain, I wouldn’t forgive me either.” Marco admitted. “But I had to tell you how I feel. I’m so sorry.” Marco blubbered.

Tom took a few steps back, too confused to process what was happening. All he did was stand there with a shocked look on his face. Marco sighed and wiped away his tears, trying to get a grip.

“I’m sorry… I think I loved you for a while… but I didn’t realize it until I saw you so broken. It made me realize that I… I feel the same way.” Marco explained. “I know it’s too late now but-“ Marco was cut off when the demon came crashing into his arms, trapping him in a tight hug. Marco didn’t really know what to think about this and just let Tom hug him.

“Stop overanalyzing things, Marco.” Tom told him, hugging him closer. Marco looked confused.

“Aren’t you angry? I broke your heart! And now I’m just coming back and trying to take it all back? How can you believe me? How can you forgive me? Don’t you think I’m a jerk after what I did? That I’m just playing a game with your heart?” Marco talked a mile a minute and looked shocked when Tom started laughing. “Why are you laughing?” Marco asked. Tears then started flooding down Tom’s face and he laugh-cried harder. “Why are you crying?” Marco corrected himself.

“I don’t care.” Tom cried, hugging him closer. “I don’t care at all.” Tom buried his face in Marco’s hoodie again and let himself cry. It was a mixture of joy and sadness, but mostly just overwhelmed. “I could think this is some sort of elaborate prank, and you hate me but… I think I’m just going to let myself be happy for now.” Tom said, smiling through his tears. He was just so desperate to be loved. And he was going to take this and run with it, believing Marco completely.

Marco didn’t know what to say, so he just grabbed the demon and pulled him into a warm hug, keeping him safe and warm. “I’m never ever going to make you cry again.” Marco swore. “Never again.” Marco assured, nuzzling his hair. Tom smiled a closed his eyes, leaning against the human, happy.

anonymous asked:

I'm just wondering when are you going to update Caged Hearts? I really like it!

Soon enough I think, let’s say a week or maybe a bit more :) I’m actually working on a little piece (Omegaverse) and requests too (if any of you sent me a request don’t worry, I’m just reaaaaaally slow, but I’ll write ‘em all). I’m glad u like the fic, by the way. :)

Originally posted by palepastelprincess

Imagine baking amazing cupcakes with Tony

MASTERLIST

Originally posted by iwantcupcakes

I was listening to Elvis while writing this. That’s why I have it mentioned in this.
An imagine where the reader ropes Tony into baking with her and they start throwing the ingredients at each other and it’s all cute and fluffy. Plus they actually end up making delicious cupcakes. Please and thank you💚   Requested by @weirdnewbie



“Babe!! Come here and help me out!” You yelled to Tony, who was laying on the couch. You walked over to him and changed the music that he was wanting, to Elvis.

“Baby! Come on, can we not listen to him for one day?” He whined, because you baked everyday and when you bake, you listen to Elvis Presley.

“No. And if you help me today and make them good, I will consider changing the music every once in a while. Deal?” You say, before grabbing his hand to follow you into the kitchen while Hound Dog played in the background. You dragged him to the kitchen and had him grabbing all of the ingredients. Butter, milk, sugar, flour, baking soda and eggs. And some other different flavored ingredients to add flavor and make them everyone’s favorite. When you cracked the eggs on the counter, you handed them over to Tony, who when you finished stirring, threw them back at you. They hit your head and you slowly turned around to stare at him. You grabbed some leftover flour and threw it in his face and hair. He gasped and retaliated by grabbing a butter wrapper and trying to stick it on your shirt. You dodged him and grabbed an egg and smashed it onto his head.

When you did that, he stood up quickly and said, “Okay, okay. Truce?”

“Truce. And sorry by the way. It was the closest thing. But you look funny. And we made a mess. You should clean this up and I’ll finish the cupcakes.” You say, forcing him to clean up the mess he started. He walked out of the room to change and shower, while you finished flavoring the cupcakes. Nat got red velvet, Bruce got mint chocolate, Steve and Bucky got normal, Wanda and Pietro got lemon, and everyone else got chocolate or marble. When Tony came back in, you traded with him so you could take a shower and him clean and take the cupcakes out.


Later that day


“Oh my god!!”

“This is so good!!”

“How do you make this?!?”

You were bombarded with questions later after dinner when you served the cupcakes.

“Nope. Secret homemade recipe. Can’t tell you. Top secret.” You reply, glaring at Tony so he would stay quiet.

Just as they turned to him, he shook his head no and resumed eating his cupcake, and getting icing on his nose. He looked very cute like that. You shook your head and reached over to him and swiped at the icing on his nose. Then you licked it off your finger.

“You’re a very messy eater.” You say while he just stares at you. You merely smile at him while Pietro does the same, probably hoping you’d do the same for him, but you only hand him a napkin. He looked slightly jealous and sad. You laughed slightly, watching him pout. You loved your crazy and weird family.


I don’t know why, but I can totally see Tony unintentionally doing it, and then Pietro doing that

@salvatorexwinchester

The Signs at a Sleepover
  • (Requested by anon)
  • Aries: *brings a Wii* "who...is...ready...for...MARIO KART?????"
  • Taurus: the one who always talks in their sleep and wakes everyone else up
  • Gemini: suggests a scary movie and acts like they aren't scared during it but on the inside their heart is
  • Cancer: is the first one asleep
  • Leo: draws on Cancer's face while they are asleep while laughing demonically
  • Virgo: the one who acts like they're not tired but they are actually VERY tired
  • Libra: suggests baking cookies bc cookies are gr8
  • Scorpio: the one who in truth or dare never, and I mean NEVER, chooses truth
  • Sagittarius: the one who wants to go t-peeing or whatever and is kinda hyped on sugar (or God knows what)
  • Capricorn: the one who is the last one asleep
  • Aquarius: the one with the deepest shit to talk about at 4 am
  • Pisces: wants to cuddle with everyone else but settles for cuddling with them-self in a blanket
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