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& within the glass reflection I see the future!

( muses. rules. ) art credit. x. x.

#「 ❦ :: PAST THE BRAMBLES AND THE FOXGLOVE :: self promo 」

hey guys. so i haven’t been active here at all as of lately, but I still love willow. It’s just difficult for me to keep track of a large number of blogs lately. SO, I decided to move willow over to a new multi-muse blog I made! I know, I know, they kind of have a bad rap but I promise I made it as neat and organised as possible, and there’s not a huge amount of characters on it, just 4 of my oc’s, so i’m going to reblog the promo here and set this blog as an archive. Follow me over on the multi-muse if you’re interested in interacting with Willow! c:

#「 ❦ :: BREAKING THE MOLD :: ooc 」#「 ❦ :: TO BE ENGRAVED INTO THE EARTH :: psa 」

tcnderness-deactivated20181208

& within the glass reflection I see the future!

( muses. rules. ) art credit. x. x.

#「 ❦ :: PAST THE BRAMBLES AND THE FOXGLOVE :: self promo 」#WILLOW'S MUSE IS BEING MOVED TO THE ABOVE BLOG WHILE THIS BLOG ACTS AS AN ARCHIVE #if you're still interested in willow and interacting with her PLEASE follow me there so we can do that!! c:

hey guys. so i haven’t been active here at all as of lately, but I still love willow. It’s just difficult for me to keep track of a large number of blogs lately. SO, I decided to move willow over to a new multi-muse blog I made! I know, I know, they kind of have a bad rap but I promise I made it as neat and organised as possible, and there’s not a huge amount of characters on it, just 4 of my oc’s, so i’m going to reblog the promo here and set this blog as an archive. Follow me over on the multi-muse if you’re interested in interacting with Willow! c:

#「 ❦ :: BREAKING THE MOLD :: ooc 」#「 ❦ :: TO BE ENGRAVED INTO THE EARTH :: psa 」

KICKS UP ME LEGGY! LIKE FOR A STARTER!

#「 ❦ :: BREAKING THE MOLD :: ooc 」

peachypomart

Hey everyone! So some of you probably already saw my other commission post, but I decided to break it down more, and give you guys more options as well as make it so payment upfront isn’t needed. I know most people do lineart and flat colours but honestly my lineart is terrible and I don’t see much point in doing flat colours when I can shade something rather quickly.

SO ANYWAY! Lets go over some things, shall we?

WILL DRAW:

OC’s

Canon Characters

Mild Gore

Mild NSFW (censored nudity ie. with objects, flowers, etc.)

Gijinkas

Not overly complicated monsters (skeletons, goo girls, mermaids, etc.)

Simple Backgrounds

WILL NOT DRAW:

Real Life People

Explicit Material (violence, nudity, gore, etc.)

Mech/Armour

Furries (up for discussion, feel free to email me and we can see if i’m comfortable)

Complicated Backgrounds

EXTRA INFO:

Payment is required after you approve of the base sketch. If you’re commissioning a sketch, payment will be asked for afterwards.

Payment through Paypal, CAD or USD is fine.

Tell me if you don’t want me to upload your commission

Watermark is required and may not be removed (it’s small anyway)

Prices may change depending on how complex the commission is

You can commission me as many times as you like

You may cancel your commission any time before payment

Drawing may take anywhere from a day to a week, depending on how busy I am.

If the commission is a gift, please let me know ahead of time when you would need it finished.

Right now I’m only drawing one character per commission. Couples and groups are not available.

CONTACT:

Please email me at [email protected] to discuss what you want me to draw for you. In the initial email, please include:

Your name (url works fine too)

Commission type (sketch, simple, etc.)

A description of what you want (if requesting art of an oc please give as much info about the character’s appearance and personality as possible)

Detailed references (clothing, poses, accessories, etc. etc.)

examples of art here, and here. (please be warned I have drawn NSFW material in the past!)

please signal boost. ♥

#signal boost #art commissions #commission info #open commissions

STARTER CALL BC YES LETS DO STUFF AGAIN FINALLY!!!

#「 ❦ :: BREAKING THE MOLD :: ooc 」

sightleft-archive-blog

HEY ALL!! these tend to get around faster than a standard promo, so!! if you would be interested in interacting with a witch oc (both modern & medieval verses are available) then please give this a reblog, like, and/or follow me & i’ll be happy to check out your blog! the name is Steph, i’m 21, & this blog will contain NSFW material at times, including violence, smut, etc, but nothing too serious. multi-ship and all that jazz too so hmu! ♥

#「 ❦ :: PAST THE BRAMBLES AND THE FOXGLOVE :: self promo 」#DOES A JIG

snaggletoothed:

SHE’S SCARED ? Well– He supposes he can’t exactly BLAME the woman before him, seeing as EVERYONE’S general / initial reaction towards him was often fear. Coupled with the innate desire to get the HELL away. Was it the teeth ? Maybe the claws ? Both ? … LIKELY SO. ❝ …. ‘S that so, eh ? Ain’t like I can blame ya… ❞ He remembered the first time he’d set foot in Goodneighbor, the atmosphere much less comfortable and welcoming than it currently was. Being in a town meant for people like him– One would think a misfit such as himself would be put at ease ? WRONG. It took ages for Patches to get accommodated with the area, even if it had only taken a short time ( maybe a week or two ? ) for Hancock to of taken a shine to him. Though originally the Ghoul had liked him because he was big and scary, and more sentient / inclined to listen than the mutant hounds that ran about the outside of the town. Sure, the mutant wasn’t EXACTLY the sharpest knife in the drawer, but he catches the way the woman before him shoots a look towards the local weaponry shop, an eyebrow steadily arching out of curiosity. Had that damn bot in there scared her off ? Or had she an intent to stop there, before running into his scaly ass ? He’s still busy contemplating what could possibly wrong as the newcomer starts to leave– Which NORMALLY Patch could give less of a fuck if someone wanted to leave so abruptly, but something within him causes him to sidestep around her so that he’s once again blocking her path.

❝ Oi– Slow down there, would’ja ? Somethin’ tells me ya came here fer a reason, an’ it wasn’t so ya could bullshit with Daisy. Wherever yer from there’s bound t’be caravans, but obviously they ain’t got what ya need. You need’a go into that bucket’a bolt’s shop ? There a reason yer SCARED ta go in there ? I ain’t normally th’ nosy type, but it ain’t everyday a gal walks in here– ‘Specially one as uh… delicate-lookin’ as yerself. ❞ DELICATE-LOOKING ? If he could’ve, the man would’ve smacked himself. Holy hell. Sure, he’d been right in describing her– All the women already within, or came to Goodneighbor were UGLY and MEAN AS HELL. Save for that gal down at the Third Rail, but something about her gave Patches the CREEPS.

It wasn’t personal, honestly, Willow was scared of most people. While her grandparents were brave, hardy folk who had no problem exchanging gunfire and insults to survive, Willow was exactly like her name described; a wispy, solemn thing that was more inclined to tears than violence. How she had survived as long as she had, was thanks entirely to her family. Without them, there was no hope of her surviving.

At least, not for long. After all, she managed to make it to Goodneighbor in one piece.

Gasping sharply, Willow recoiled and took a step back, tensing as the man stepped into her path again. She almost screamed, throat clenching and only a pathetic squeak slipping out instead. Blinking wide eyes up at the scaley man, she sputtered. “I-I—u-um...” Green sights flicked back to the store in question, before hesitantly falling back on the man’s gaze.

After a hesitant pause, she let out a defeated sigh. “...M-My grandparents are usually the ones who travel to get supplies, but they were busy rebuilding the fence around our house, s-so they wanted me to come pick some things up. I got what I needed from Daisy but...” Trailing off, her attention once again drifted back to K.L.E.O., and Willow found herself flinching when the robot’s attention moved to her. Hastily, she looked back at the man.

“She scares me...” Came the shameful admission, Willow’s gaze dropping to the ground, tears actually filling her eyes. She was such a cry baby, afraid of every little thing, and because of it she was letting her grandparents down.

“I-I don’t want to disappoint nan and pop, b-but I’ve been standing out here for half an hour now, a-and I’m no more willing to go in there than when I first got here.” Que a watery sniffle, shaking hands moving to wipe at large green eyes in an attempt to hide her tears.

“I’m s—sorry.”

#snaggletoothed #( v. how to survive in this hellish world. || fo4 )#gOD WILLOW YOU'RE SO EMBARRASSING #patches has my permission to walk away tbh spare him the cry baby

snaggletoothed:

EMPTY. For once, that’s what Goodneighbor felt like…. But then again, that was likely credited towards the fact that its oh-so-lovely ( if you had a thing for Ghouls ) mayor was out on one of his ‘ expeditions ‘. AGAIN. Meaning that the man had few options of what he could occupy himself with… He could head to the Third Rail and drink the day away, aid the Neighborhood watch, sniff out some chems, hunt, nap, bug someone– The possibilities were ENDLESS. Something that Patch still wasn’t really… Used to. Having his own time and being able to do as he pleased– As normally wherever the aforementioned Ghoul was, so was he. Hancock busy sleeping the day away ? Patch was there, ever watchful of anyone to enter. His boss busy getting high as a vertibird ? Still, the mutant was there… Albeit likely pissed that he couldn’t have any chems since he was busy playing bodyguard. A LAPDOG. Hancock’s lapdog, really. And EVERYONE knew it. So in a way, that meant he was sorta in charge while the Mayor was out, right ? Or at least he was in charge of playing security– So help the Neighborhood Watch he did. Besides, it gave Patch the opportunity to be nosy and see if any new faces had perhaps appeared. He wandered all around the town, though paused before Daisy’s Discounts and Kill or Be Killed, eyes wandering elsewhere whilst a claw was raised to pick at his teeth. Was that – ? The smell of green trees, green grass, a hint of something like Radstag…. Only it wasn’t ? A sudden impact upon his chest had him stepping backwards ( and nearly tripping over his own tail ) with a harsh snarl made out of surprise, his lips pulling back to reveal sharp, pointy, pearly whites. A reaction whenever something startled him– Which, Patch would ADAMANTLY say, was a rare occurrence. After a second or two passed, he instantly calmed down from his outburst and blinked downwards at the TINY woman before him. What is this– A girl for ants ? Oh. And she was seemingly ALONE. ❝ Ya look a li’l scared, girly…. Ya lost or somethin’, ‘cause I ain’t never seen you– Or smelled ya, ‘round these parts… Goodneighbor ain’t a place fer a sheila like yerself. Too many blokes scarier’n M’SELF runnin’ ‘bout. ❞

Sharp claws, a flash of green, gnashing teeth— It was almost enough to send Willow toppling over, her body’s urge to faint very tempting. In a place like Goodneighbor though, that was the worst thing she could do. Swallowing thickly, Willow took a step back, doe eyes fixated on the mutant man like a pair of green headlights.

“I—I’m not lost, I-I meant to be here, I just would rather not be.” She admitted quietly. Her grandparents didn’t travel outside of the glen where they all lived except to get supplies, and they didn’t really look related to Willow. A gap in generations would do that.

“I was just leaving, a-actually.” Willow continued, clearing her throat and throwing Kill or Be Killed a fleeting glance. The irony of the store’s name wasn’t lost on her. Without that ammunition, there was a good chance she and her grandparents could be killed. Fear was a powerful thing though, and no matter how badly she wanted to do what was asked of her, Willow was a coward by nature, and didn’t make a move towards the store.

“Thank you, f-for the warning, and I’m sorry for bumping into you. I-I really need to get going.” How someone as skittish as her made it through the city ruins and into Goodneighbor in one peace was a miracle, or pure luck, but someone’s luck could only last for so long. Bowing her head, red hair shading her face, Willow began to try and make her way towards the door that lead out into the Commonwealth.

#snaggletoothed #( v. how to survive in this hellish world. || fo4 )#omg no it's great thank you!! ; v ;#willow is a cry baby so i'm sorry about her tbh

@snaggletoothed!

Fingers twisted and dug into the fabric of her top, Willow struggling to keep her cool. Goodneighbor wasn’t a place she really wanted to be. In all honesty, Willow had no interest in being anywhere that wasn’t her family home. Getting to the secluded town was one thing, getting the supplies her grandparents needed was another. She had already bought a few things from Daisy at the general store, but she still needed to buy ammunition from K.L.E.O., who...honestly scared Willow half to death.

She was ready to just leave, lie to her grandparents that the shop was out of what they needed, when Willow found herself turning and smacking right into someone. Gasping sharply she staggered back, hands held up, posture nothing short of meek.

“Sorry! S-Sorry, really, I didn’t see you, I-I don’t want any trouble, I was just leaving—” She wasn’t built for fighting, while it seemed like everyone in Goodneighbor was itching for one.

#snaggletoothed #( v. how to survive in this hellish world. || fo4 )#willow having a panic attack bc she doesnt' want to talk to the scary robot #and then having a bigger panic attack bc she ran into a large man #patches just push her out of the way or smthn tbqh

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#「 ❦ :: REMEMBER TO SMILE NOW :: prompts 」#PLEASE!!#it'll kill willow tbh she's so shy

flowerbcd-archive-blog

so no lie i haven’t been very active lately because of sims, but if anyone would like a wee starter, like this! mutuals only please.

#「 ❦ :: BREAKING THE MOLD :: ooc 」

xsesi:

||☩|| “Seis. Just Seis.”

No torment in the form of laughter would come from him. Who the fuck CARED what her fucking name was?! All he wanted was to get so deep inside her pussy that she might just split down the middle. Pearl white fangs were flashed at her as he gives that trademark sinister smile.

“So, babydoll… what is such a beauty like yourself doing so far away from home? You’ll know what kind of creepy motherfuckers you may bump into way out here….” Himself included.

“Seis. I-It’s nice to meet you, Seis.” She offered a hesitant, polite smile, green eyes flicking away before moving to refocus on him. She always did have a hard time with eye contact, but it was especially difficult with someone so...forward. At least he wasn’t touching her anymore, for the time being.

“B-Babydoll...? Oh! U-Um...I come into the city some times to do a little shopping for my grandparents. They don’t mind the city, but my grandfather gets a little impatient with all the people, so I do it instead.” The last thing she wanted was her grandfather getting into another fight with a human. It caused her grandmother, who also at times started fights, grief, and Willow just couldn’t handle the stress. “A-Are you from around here? I’ve never seen you before, I don’t think.”

#xsesi #( v. a deer among wolves & snakes. || main )#nsfw mention #seis u need to chill

triptocaiine:

Oh, so… she was going to talk to him. Not that Norman was going to deny her conversation if that was what she wanted, but… God. Alright. He’d try. Green eyes bewildered, posture not unlike a frightened animal, he tried to relax. After the Origami Killer case… everything became more confusing. Everything became… more and more difficult, as he’d once said to a hallucination.

Hallucinations. The only semblance of real communication he’d had for… a long time. Could he pretend that this young woman was just a hallucination? Would that make it easier to speak to her? It was worth a shot.

He swallowed, steadied himself. “I’m somethin’ like a vagabond. Wanderin’ the train tracks, movin’ from place to place. But, uh… Did you have a nice trip? Happy to go home?”

“Oh? That sounds, ah...exciting! I think you’ll like Bluestar, the city isn’t bad, a-and the country around it is really peaceful and nice.” She offered a small smile, tucking red strands behind ear. Some encouragement might hopefully help him relax a little. He already seemed to be taking to talking to her well, at least, she hoped so.

“My trip was okay. I-I was just attending the local Tea Festival. I like to go and try new flavours of tea, and this time I even entered my own blend into the local competition.” Willow’s smile grew more, turning almost into an excited grin. Quickly her eagerness turned into embarrassment, face burning as her attention was moved to her lap.

“S-Sorry, I’m rambling. How um...how long have you been travelling?”

#triptocaiine #( v. a deer among wolves & snakes. || main )#AAAA OMG I THOUGHT THAT WAS YOU!#i'll have to follow both tbh #i feel the too many blogs though rip

hushedmusings

PIN MY MUSE

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disillusionedhumanity:

Send “UNF” to pin my muse against the wall with DESIRE

Send “UGH” to pin my muse against the wall from FURY

Send “DONT” to pin my muse against the wall to prevent them from LEAVING

Send “AH” to pin my muse against the wall but letting a RANDOMIZER choose

#「 ❦ :: REMEMBER TO SMILE NOW :: prompts 」

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