I only keep on watching GOT to get your salty comments.
you put yourself through that for me???

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I only keep on watching GOT to get your salty comments.
you put yourself through that for me???
yo. i think you are an incredibly talented artist and i love coming across your art! like!!! it is obvious how much hard work you put into your craft 💪
i seriously can’t even begin to tell you how much this means to me!!
I’ve been trying really hard recently to be more optimistic about my skills and especially the work i’ve put in to get this far,, just thank you. this couldn’t have come at a better time ^.^ <3
🦄 - ⚠️- ⚡️- ❌
🦄: if you could add any mythical creature into the mcu, what would you pick?
idk?? cuz idk like what all exists?? i wanna see a bilgesnipe in the movies still
⚠️: what are you most scared about in the upcoming mcu movies?
thor dying (and steve but mostly thor lol)
⚡️: what is the best entrance in the mcu?
there’s a reason there’s a lightning bolt emoji for this question. because thor coming down in wakanda was the best thing ever. it was such a tense moment, and the feeling of relief when he appeared was SPECTACULAR.
❌: if you could get rid of any character, who would you pick?
thanos lol there’d be a lot less stress
marvel emoji asks!
What kind of dice would fit an asshole thief with the attention span of a goldfish? He is a wanna-be-womanizer, but fails more often than he is victorious, but he is a good liar, good at sneaking and overall not someone you'd trust with anything. Not even keeping himself alive. :D
…friend, clearly this piece of work would never purchase dice of his own at all. What you do is covertly sneak your friends’ dice and use them without comment, then return the small mountain of dice to them at the end of the session, and watch their surprise and confusion.
Hey~ I don't know if you remember, but you rebloged my entry for the well dressed supervillain prompt and I just wanted to thank you for those super duper kind words? Like, really thank you, it means a lot to me and I hope you are haing the best day ever :)
awww yes ofc i remember you and that masterpiece :D and hey no need to thank me, man, i was just sayin the truth!! still i appreciate and thank u for your kind words tho <3 <3 <3
and i know youre probably hella busy, but i gotta ask if you’re planning to expand that entry into like an original work or something? cuz like i’d totally buy it on a shelf, my dude
omg OMG! I'm legit crying rn thank you so much friend ilysm 😙💕
you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you
He openshis eyes, and there is light surrounding him, stinging his eyes and yet everythingaround him feels too dark. His head is pounding, his skin feels raw, bruised and broken, burnt; there is a dull pain in his back,and a fierce one in the middle of his chest, like something has been rippedfrom him, torn out of his very soul. Slowly, ever so slowly, because every movement means more pain, he turns hishead, takes in the lush grass he is laying on, the blue sky. Something about itmakes him feel sick, but he cannot pinpoint why.
From behindhim comes a soft sound, a gasp, or maybe a sob, and something inside his chestaches even more fiercely. A hand touches his cheek, turns his face gently, and there is someone lookingat him, pale skin and blue eyes, silver hair and all the pain he feels etchedacross the stranger’s face. “You’re awake”, the other says, and his voice sounds like a warm breeze, soundslike a storm. “I wasn’t sure…. but you’re awake, that is what matters.”The stranger tries to smile and fails miserably, eyes welling up with tears, lipsquivering, but the hand still feels nice on his skin, a thumb brushing across hissharp cheekbone. “Do you – “
Thestranger’s voice breaks before he can ask his question, his eyes flutter shutfor a moment, as if not seeing him would somehow make it easier. “Do you remember me?”, the stranger asks, and only then looks at him again, allthe hope and all the fear in the universe written into soft features, the tiltof a mouth, the slant of eyebrows. “Do you remember who you are?”
It takes amoment until the words arrange themselves in his mind to make sense, but evenafter that, his mind stays blank. There is no name he can attach to himself, nor to the other, there is no senseof who he is, where he comes from, why someone with such kind eyes would careabout him, or why the creature behind them seems to matter more than anythingelse in this universe.
He seems tohave forgotten how to speak, if ever he knew it, so he gives the only answer hecan, uses all the strength he has inside his broken body to shake his headslightly, wincing at the sharp pain the motion causes. Still, it doesn’t hurt quite as much as looking at the other, whose heartbreaks right in front of him, is shattered so thoroughly that the stranger’s wholebody seems to shake with the aftershocks of it.
“It shouldn’thurt this much”, the other whispers to himself, blue eyes staring at the groundunseeing. “I knew you wouldn’t. She toldme you wouldn’t.”The hand from his cheek falls away as the stranger wipes at his eyes; he missesthe touch immediately, but can’t reach out to touch the other instead. His limbsare too weak, his bones too heavy.He hates himself for it.
“I won’t,either, not once the sun has set”, the stranger tells him, or maybe tellshimself, his voice so soft it’s almost inaudible, defeated, destroyed. “Nomercy for the Fallen… or for those who love them.”Finally, the other looks back up at him, and his eyes soften, glow with so muchlove that he, just for a single moment, forgets about how much it hurts.
“But forthe bit of time we still have left, darling”, the stranger says, and there is aquiet sort of determination in his eyes, not able to drown out the defeat, butenough to stand its ground for just a little while, “I know it’s something youalways said to me, but, you obviously can’t be trusted to take care ofyourself, so let me do it for you.”
Send me a prompt from this post and I’ll write you a Good Omens fic!
mattmurdick replied to your post “@mattmurdick replied to your post “A Good Omens AU where Aziraphale...”
It was the best cry I had in this exam phase up until now, so thank you very much <3 And I love your writing so much, I got SO happy when I saw you are into Good Omens, because.... .. .. . . I am a selfish bastard and was looking forward to you writing s.th. AND PSODHSPIDHAPOIDHAOIDAÜODNPOADNPISBDPIDBÜOAHN ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! I WILL HIT YOU UP BIG TIME AS SOON AS I AM HOME OMG!
I don’t think I could ever not get into Good Omens, it’s as if this stupid show was made for me!! So not selfish at all, I love it and I love writing these absolute idiots, they’re just the perfect mix of so sweet it hurts, so clueless it’s a surprise they haven’t hurt themselves, and so hot it makes me want to hurt them.
And please!!!! I’m sure you have the most amazing ideas!!