L’s Boyfriend :3

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Previous accounts are under similar names. Anyway I’m back and worse.

My name is Alexander but most people call me Alex! I use he/him pronouns. I am 18+ but most of my stuff is pretty SFW, so no MDNI

I draw, read, write, and play piano, and I’m a huge nerd, so please enjoy my stupid crap-

My f/o list

Here is my art fight profile!

And here is my Wattpad!

I also finally moved some stuff over to my AO3

I also run the @soichiroyagami-official blog so go follow that too!

[kyri45]

Was inspired by the wonderful post by @hailed-marys so me and @sam-i-am-27 got possessed by the demons and came out with this. (NEXT)

HC list under the cut

* Astrophage is more like a virus that either alters people, causing them to commit crimes or violent acts, or a power that supervillains are starting to use.

* Grace is still a middle school teacher who got bitten by the spider, obviously.

* Adrian is the one who stitched up the suit (the Aunt May of this universe).

* He has all the perks of a normal Spider-Man, but he's still Grace, so he's incredibly clumsy. He does have a super-strong spider sense, and that's what saves him 100% of the time, but he absolutely does not have the agility. When adrenaline kicks in, he can do anything, but otherwise he'll trip over the most ridiculous things.

* He was wearing his yellow raincoat the first time he saved someone, so now he wears it over his suit (along with his white Converse).

* The spider was discovered by SHIELD (which is undercover as a scientific research facility that Grace works for part-time). After the original test subjects (who were only able to survive the spider mutations if they possessed a specific gene) were killed in an attack, Eva delivered the spider to Grace so he could be bitten before other villains got their hands on that power. (My boy gets unwillingly turned into a savior in every universe.)

* Simon is still an ex-convict who, in exchange for his freedom, is asked by the evil company of the day to test a series of mines infected by what appears to be blood from a meteorite (which eventually turns out to be the symbiote Ellie!).

* At first, they wanted to kill each other, but they end up becoming besties.

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If you think about it bloodymary is very percabeth coded and I think that’s why I like them so much

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It occurred to me today that I probably havent drawn my Mha OC since before Dabi’s reveal so. Yay.

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Heres an actual ref sheet for him I guess

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i hc that L does not know how to do things like swim or drive a car or ride a bike (boring normal people skills that have no relevance or meaning to him) but he DOES know how to do the most random niche things like sick yoyo tricks and kickflips. like things that come in handy you know

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It occurred to me today that I probably havent drawn my Mha OC since before Dabi’s reveal so. Yay.

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Goddamn I’m blowing up on tiktok rn

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I LOVE YOUR ART SO INSANELY MUCH may I ask your L's hand in marriage

THANKYOUU !!! ^_^

you'll have to get through the murderer first !

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I forgot I had the Star Wars tag blocked LMAO

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HELP MY MOM SAW MY PHONE SCREEN AND ASKED WHAT I WAS READING

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I’m being incredibly normal despite my headache and lack of a working ac in my home right now

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As promised, some BLOODYMARY X READER drabbles

~Nightmares~

Summary: How the three of you handle nightmares, and how you help each other through them.

Warnings: Mentions of blood, nightmares

Word Count: idk :)

You:

Most nights you sleep between the two of them. Simon keeps an arm over your shoulders, a hand over your chest so he can feel your heartbeat. Ryland drapes an arm over your waist, head buried in the crook of your neck to envelop him in your warmth.

Your head feels fuzzy, memories of your own past swimming in your mind making your heart race and your skin break out in cold sweat.

You sit bolt upright in bed. You’re crying. You feel around in the dark of the spaceship. Ryland is to your left, Simon to your right. Good. Ryland is a light sleeper, waking up the moment you sat up. Simon is not, still snoring softly as Ryland wraps his arms tighter around your waist. It’s late, he’s exhausted, but here he is, making sure you’re okay. One of his hands traces soft patterns up your spine, eventually coming up over your shoulder and wiping tears off your face. He doesn’t have to ask. He gets them too. Simon’s fingers twitch, slowly coming into wakefulness with the rest of you. His hand comes up and rests on your shoulders. He sits up, pressing a kiss to your cheek and whispering sweet affirmations in your ear.

“You’re okay angel, we’re here. We’ll always make sure you’re safe.”

Once your heartbeat slows again and you lay back down, Simon hums a low, slow song. He’s a good singer, sometimes you forget. Ryland continues tracing circles on your lower stomach until the two of them lull you back to sleep.

Simon:

There’s a lot of blood in Simon’s nightmares. And pain. His arm burns with the tearing of muscle and tendons and veins and arteries gush with blood. Some of it his. Most of it not. He doesn’t wake with a start, but he coughs like he’s still drowning in the blood ocean. He tries to keep it down, but it’s hard when he feels like he can’t get the coppery scent out of his lungs. He can feel your heartbeat under his fingers, and it picks up slightly when you shift to look at him. Ryland is propped up on his elbow, fumbling with his glasses as he tries to get a better look at him. Simon realizes he’s shaking. It’s slight, but noticeable. Ryland reaches over and runs his fingers through his longer dark hair. You wrap him in a hug, wordlessly telling him that he is present here, with the two of you, and not in the Iron Lung, not in the blood ocean. The stars are safe, and he is free. He is safe, as long as the two of you are here with him. He lays back down, your scent washing away the metal in his lungs, and he manages a few more hours of patchy sleep.

Ryland:

Ryland dreams of Eva Stratt. He dreams of the smell of dirt and the howling of hounds chasing foxes. He dreams of his yellow raincoat and the navy beanie that probably still lays in the schoolyard. The scent of ocean air fills his lungs and then empties as he finds himself awake in bed. He fumbles for his glasses, then realizes his vision is blurry from tears, not a lack of prescription.

“Put the glasses down, angel.” Simon reaches over you and towards him, pushing the glasses out of his hands and back onto the nightstand.

“We’re going home, Ryland,” you say to him, “We’re going to live.”

“Y-Yeah, I know. Thanks, both of you.”

“Shut up and get some sleep, angel.”

Ryland gives a wet chuckle and nods, letting his eyes fall shut as he’s shifted into the middle and both you and Simon wrap your arms around him. Both of you press quiet kisses to his cheeks as he drifts off to a more peaceful sleep.

[anthonycolonthree]

(guy who's not getting anything done voice) I need to learn every skill and all information

[jessaerys]

[dogpuppy]

[dreamersandfools]

…L canonically has an international reputation for being “kinky”. It’s implied that that’s… in his FBI profile. Okay (what even are these novels)

[cremecouture]

No mom I do NOT care if it’s 1 in the morning im not sleeping until I finish this wedding fanfic im writing for my yumeship that’s too long and corny to post anywhere