Sea slugs!!!! This is a commission I did for one of my friends :)
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Sea slugs!!!! This is a commission I did for one of my friends :)
reilly smith + number 11 for @mathewbarzals;
send me asks about my Tapas stories! :D
🌞💫☄🌹
🌞 - i really like your blog!
💫 - you’re super talented!
☄️ - we don’t talk, but i wish we did!
🌹 - i have a crush on you!
Awww, nonny, that’s so sweet of you! I might be slow to respond but my inbox is always open ;) you can stop by to talk about anything! Yourself, fic ideas, ask me questions about my own fic, or just talk to me about what’s on your mind at that moment lol
paperback [open]
Plum stood in the foyer of Joe’s Bookshop, running her right index finger over the spines of the store’s latest additions. Joe’s was a semi-regular stop for the Hartfield resident; the prices were reasonable and they bought used books, so she’d typically stop by to see if something looked interesting and occasionally sell a few of her own titles gathering dust on her bookshelf. A bright yellow sundress hung from her rather sonsy frame, exposing her freckled neck and arms. She seemed at once focused and dreamy as if she was completely in the moment, but that moment happened to be filled with daydreams and a familiar tune in addition to her search for entertainment. A novel caught her eye and she pulled it from its hiding place, scanning the cover for signs of intrigue. She knew you weren’t supposed to judge a book by its cover - but the covers of actual books often gave great insight into what was inside. She flipped the book over and scanned the description. A gay woman in the 1960s recruited by the CIA. “Huh,” she said curiously, glancing up to see if Joe was anywhere to be found, but he seemed to be upstairs or in his office. Deep brown eyes surveyed the room and found another nearby customer. She held the book toward them with a warm smile.
“You heard anything about this book?
Open || Liam (test)
Possible: High School, Gym, Anywhere. Bully, friend, someone walking by?
It was the noise alone that had knocked him to the floor, the fear of not knowing who was apparently right in front of him having caused him to stumble back and trip immediately. "Y-yeah, that's real fucking hilarious!" He yelled on a shaky voice, "Picking on a blind kid, that's real tough."
Art Requests Open!
Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been posting in a long time. Had personal things to do 😅 But now that I'm here again, I'm open for art requests ^w^ (I can also make characters in Gacha Life 2 as well if you want)
hi Im a personal blog but i really like your Mordred and the stories you tell with him :-)
how’s my portrayal ?
I didn’t even know I had personals following my stuff! Thank you so much! I just want to explore so many things we don’t get in canon like his emotions and everything and aus. If you ever want to come scream at me (probably through asks atm), then you’re more than welcome to!