Mar 19, 2025
He even cleared out his car a little, don’t mind his passenger.
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He even cleared out his car a little, don’t mind his passenger.
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I’m gonna need everyone to send me your BT headcanons, theories, and micro fic/drabble prompts, I wanna celebrate Tevanniversary properly!
dont get me wrong i love post dp&w poolverine fanfics but im an aboslute SLUT for origins-era poolverine. send me all of ur fics plss
i need pics of seungcheol in biker/racer outfits or jackets.
(for research purposes ofc)
Is the celebrity au plot coherent yet? Somewhat! Is it more fun to IGNORE plot and just write random non chronological scenes? Hell yes
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hi! im feeling very bored and i dont know what to draw,, so send me a request if you want!
i'll probably only draw stuff from my fandoms, but i'll do my best to fulfill them (i realized i typoed fulfil in the drawing...)
please, nothing inappropriate though
"its ok,i'm here" for cats
“It’s okay, I’m here.”
Tugger woke up gasping, surrounded by darkness save for one bright spot. Mistoffelees was crouched in front of him, paws holding the sides of his face with a tenderness that the Maine Coon wasn’t too sure he deserved. Instead of exploring that thought (though he tabled it for another day, all the personal growth and all meant he had to actually discuss those thoughts instead of bottling them up), Tugger fell forward, head coming to rest on Mistoffelees’ soft shoulder. Immediately, the magician began to gently run his fingers through Tugger’s mane, chasing away the feeling of scraggly, sharp claws and yellow eyes peering out from the darkness.
Tugger took a steadying breath, pressing closer into the fur. He was okay. As long as Mistoffelees was with him, he was okay.
