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• ʚStarryɞ • | Minor | artist | I’ll mainly post oc & fandom content :D Any pronouns + lesbian!

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Heyo! Im Starry, a self taught artist and thinker of many ideas (too many..)!

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‎‏➤ Name ; Starry

‎‏➤ age ; 17

‎‏➤ pronouns ; any/all

‎‏➤ Interest: Mha/Bnha, Welcome Home, Magical Girls, Reality Shifting, Toh, and others!

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Tiktok/s : Starry.shine_ [solo] starkat.com [joint]

Discord : Starry.Mist

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A Deku-sensei.. but with…. Long hairr …?

day 128

it's all grown out! (shaggy cut version)

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I saw this ad on instagram and mistook it for Jax/fem!Jax and Pomni ship art at first. I’m posting it here because I’m curious if funnybunny artist would use this ref, if so go mad divas..!

(To clarify I’m not a FunnyBunny shipper)

(Also please tell me I’m not the only one who could see why I made that mistake. Like imagine seeing it from a distance—)

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Quick happy birthday to theeeee e Katsuki Bakugou :D I drew Kacchan for the occasion

I’m never doing this style again this took to long.. was trying to experiment with expression too but not sure how much I like it, bleh

Extras: Under the cut

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I think that the reason I, a cis girl, connect with trans women so much is because I’ve been masculinized and made to feel less feminine directly and indirectly a lot of times. And those few moments caused me to grow up thinking I just wasn’t girl enough, that I needed to try harder to be feminine. I think it’s just the want and desire to be viewed as the girl I actually am is what makes me feel so akin to them. Very similar feelings. Idk I just want to be as much as a girl others are or something.

Probably doesn’t help that black women are masculinized so often either

Is this dumb? This feels dumb

I’ll delete this after a certain period of time

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Trying to scam me under a vent post is low brow broski………

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I think that the reason I, a cis girl, connect with trans women so much is because I’ve been masculinized and made to feel less feminine directly and indirectly a lot of times. And those few moments caused me to grow up thinking I just wasn’t girl enough, that I needed to try harder to be feminine. I think it’s just the want and desire to be viewed as the girl I actually am is what makes me feel so akin to them. Very similar feelings. Idk I just want to be as much as a girl others are or something.

Probably doesn’t help that black women are masculinized so often either

Is this dumb? This feels dumb

I’ll delete this after a certain period of time

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Abstragedy Beauty and the Beast AU !

Do yall want Belle!Gangle???!!?! BECAUSE I GOT HER IN SKETCHES FORMAT!!

She’s so cutie look at her!!!!!! Wahhhhhhh

I did one of her in the iconic yellow dress but I didn’t like the turn out.. I’ll redo it tomorrow though :3

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POSTING THIS IDEA SO I DONT FORGET LATER abstragedy Beauty and the Beast AU is such a peak idea.

Gangle “a beauty but a funny girl” as Bella

Zooble “cursed into a ugly body that they hate” as the Beast

And the others uuuuhhhhh

Caine - old hag/fairy

Jax - Gaston

Kinger - Belle’s dad

Queenie - Mrs pots

Uhhh can’t decide Ragatha and Pomni help..

BUT YEAH YOU GUYS SEE IT RIGHT…? RIGHT!!!!

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I am the tumblr.

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This was a joke I made with my friend today, forgot I said this…

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I am the tumblr.

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TADC STAMPS 🎪⌨️

I made these for me but decided to share ‘em, this is my first time making gifs/stamps so they’re not the best agghh

F2U / credit appreciated but not needed

Frame cred : 🌟

Pics from Pinterest

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Man I need to post more on this account, I don’t become the main reason I made this account has well stopped. Guess I’ll just post regular OC stuff

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I share a birthday with Ao3 this is awesome :]

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Date Everything Human AU where the Hanks are pizza delivery guys at the same pizza place and every time homeowner requests ‘Hank’ to bring their pizza a different Hank shows up and it’s their favorite guessing game

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⋆˚꩜｡ a medium pepperoni with a 2 liter cola - the hanks x reader

word count: 1.5k

contains: human au, reader going slightly insane over so many damn hanks, cute meet type shit, polyhanks and what not <3

summary: you meet a cute delivery boy named hank and want to see him again, so you reorder your favorite from the local pizzeria with him as the requested deliveryman. however, you soon find out that hank is a painfully common name among delivery boys there.

a/n: inspired by this post! enjoy <3

You’re scrolling mindlessly on your phone, checking your various social media accounts, when there’s a knock on the door. For a moment, you’re unsure who’s at the door but when your stomach growls, it reminds you that it’s likely the pizza you ordered. With hunger on your mind, you hop off the couch and make a beeline to the door.

"Hi there! One medium pepperoni with light sauce and a two liter of cola?" the delivery man smiles at you from the other side of the door.

You try to rely, but are too stunned by his handsome appearance to properly verbalize anything beyond "Uh?"

He’s a tall man, his pearly white smile a pretty contrast against his dark skin. His locs are tied back loosely and under his delivery cap, which features a chunky kitty cat with the words Tim Tim’s Pizza!

"I uh.. I have the right place?" the delivery man questions, to which you feverishly nod in confirmation, "Okay, great! Here’s your pizza and soda, that will be thirteen fifty one."

You exchange a twenty for the order and when the delivery man tries to give you change, you shake your head and state, "No, no. That’s your tip. Have a good night…" you narrow your eyes at his name-tag and smile, "Hank."

Hank returns the smile, "Rock on! Enjoy your pizza and thanks for ordering from Tim Tim’s Pizza!"

You gently shut the door and set your meal on the foyer table, peering out the window to watch Hank walk back to the company owned car and drive back to the pizzeria. Your heart flutters with excitement, you hadn’t seen that pizza man before! You would’ve remembered such a handsome face if you did.

The gears in your mind click and turn with a plan, as you enjoy your pizza in front of the living room TV. Next time you order pizza, you’d request for Hank.

You stay in your office, pretending to get some nonexistent work done while you wait for your pizza to arrive. It had only been a week since your last order, but your interaction with Hank the delivery man had left you starstruck. Instead of waiting for your pizza on the couch like a normal human being, you take periodic sneak peeks out your window for Hank’s arrival.

On cue, a familiar car pulls up to your driveway and parks. Before you can see who comes out, you rush up to the door and open it wide, beaming.

"Hiya, one medium pepperoni with... light sauce and a two liter of cola?" the voice that greets you isn't the Hank you met last week.

It belongs to a shorter man with olive-toned skin and a gummy smile, just as cute as your previous Hank but still not the Hank you expected. Nonetheless, heat rises to your cheeks at the sight of him and you bite your bottom lip to suppress any awkward noise that may escape from your vocal chords.

"Oh, uh... yeah," you hand him a twenty for your order, "Keep the charge-" you peer at his name tag, "Hank?"

"Thanks!" he beams back at you, not catching the surprise in your tone. You set the order back inside and go to close the door, waving goodbye to the delivery man.

You collapse on the couch with your pizza and soda after settling inside, a pout on your lips while you scroll through the various channels on TV. What a coincidence that there's two Hanks, maybe the Hank from last week wasn't working today so the pizzeria sent you this Hank?

Perhaps, you'll have to try again next week.

You're typing away at your computer, attempting to finalize a deadline before work ends so you didn't have to work over the weekend. However, you're interrupted by someone ringing your doorbell. Knowing that it's the pizza guy, you calmly get up from your desk and walk over to the foyer to open the door.

"Hey there, gorgeous. You ordered a medium pepperoni with a two liter cola?" the delivery man before you isn't any of the Hanks you've seen before, both in appearance and introduction. He sports wild ginger hair under his cap and pale, freckled skin with a droopy smile.

You take a moment to process the situation you currently find yourself in. This CANNOT be another Hank. There CANNOT be THREE different Hanks.

"You alright?" the redheaded pizza man asks you.

"Oh, yeah! Sorry, just a bit sleepy from work," you rummage through your pockets for your wallet and pull out the usual twenty dollar bill, "Keep the charge."

"Thank you kindly, dear patron!" he does a small bow and passes the order off to you. Before he can leave, you make sure to take a peek at his name tag and cover your squeak of disbelief with a cough.

Like the previous two deliverymen, this one is also Hank.

"Okayhaveagoodonebye-" you vomit your goodbye and slam the door shut. Embarrassed, you slide down to the floor and hug your knees, letting out a groan.

Guess you gotta try again next week.

You happen to be lounging in bed, a bit under the weather from a trip out of town for work, when the doorbell rings from downstairs. Your eyes widen with the realization that- in your slightly sick stupor- you ordered your week's meal from Tim Tim's Pizzeria.

Slowly, you make your way out of bed and down the stairs, a knitted blanket loosely draped around your shoulders. You make it to the front door and creak it open, revealing the pizza deliveryman on the other side.

"Hiya! One medium pep with a two liter cola?"

You blink your eyes at the pizza guy, your brain not quite processing what he was saying or who he was. The man's blond curls are barely contained under his cap, the visor casting a shadow over his sun-kissed face.

"Uhhh... one medium pep with a two liter cola?" he chuckles, showing off his toothy smile. You snap back to focus and nod, sleep threatening to overtake you. At a snail's pace, you grab a crumpled up twenty from your hoodie pocket and place it in his shirt pocket.

"Is your name Hank?" you ask the blond deliveryman.

"Yup!" he answers, tapping his plastic name tag as proof, "Have a-"

You take your pizza and close the door.

You had stopped requesting Hank in your pizza order after the fourth new Hank, too drained to continue your quest to find the original first Hank. It had to be some cruel joke, there's no way four different Hanks at the same pizzeria.

You end up ordering your usual from Tim Tim's Pizzeria about two or so weeks later, no deliveryman requests or anything. It arrives in its usual timely fashion, accompanied with a knock on the door.

Part of you feels hopeful that it's the Hank with the pretty locs, but honestly you wouldn't mind seeing any of the other Hanks. You hate to admit it, but all of the Hanks you've met were handsome, each in their own unique way.

Your heart flutters with a mix of disappointment and annoyance towards yourself, how silly it was to crush on some pizza deliverymen. Nonetheless, you take a moment to brace yourself; you then approach the door and open it, coming face to face with the delivery guy on the other side.

"Hi there, one medium pepperoni with a two liter cola?" the deliveryman flashes you a small, timid smile. He's new and pretty, he has sepia brown skin and beauty marks with his brown waves tucked under his cap. Instinctively, your eyes trail down to his name tag.

Hank.

"Okay, there seriously can't be five of you working at the same place!" you let out a strained laugh, your left eye slightly twitching.

"I told our boss that he should've labeled us by number," Hank laughs lowly, "We weren't sure who to send when you requested Hank... so we all took turns."

You cover your face in your hands, ashamed.

"Hey, hey! It's okay!" Hank reassures you, setting the meal down on the porch and giving you a pat on the shoulder, "It was fun! Sorry if it was cruel, but-" he pulls out a folded piece of paper, "The others wanted me to give this for you."

Curious, you take the paper and unfold it, reading the contents. Inside, there's five different numbers, the colors corresponding with different signatures. All of the names written are Hank, but with a number next to them.

"Are you Hank 5?" you question.

"In the flesh," he replies with a small smile, "We uh... We think you're cool and would love to get to know you... outside of you ordering pizza and what not."

You grin, "I'll text you all later."

Hank 5 beams, "Great! Talk to you soon!"

Before he leaves, you place a twenty in his palm and give it a squeeze, your cheeks warm and your smile infectious, "Talk to you five soon."

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Wait, stop— I made this post as a joke I’m scared!!!!! (0_0)

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Date Everything Human AU where the Hanks are pizza delivery guys at the same pizza place and every time homeowner requests ‘Hank’ to bring their pizza a different Hank shows up and it’s their favorite guessing game

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Being a first time DM is fun, especially since we’re not playing a serious game and we’re really just free styling it (zombie apocalypse setting woohoo)

What’s not fun is the fact since my friends/player are playing themselves so I have to ask them questions like “Where does your mom work?” Or “What’s your address?”

Hip hip hooray? I think???

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Art themed magical girls who fight against AI art/artist sned post