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hi hi!! can you do some cyberpunk dividers in blue and purple? thank you so much!!

hello @hxnahakiis ! I have a past post here which is mostly purple & blue, but here are some cybercore dividers similar to my last post for you <3

have a good evening :)

please like, reblog, and credit ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ♡

hi hi!! can you do some cyberpunk dividers in blue and purple? thank you so much!!

hello @hxnahakiis ! I have a past post here which is mostly purple & blue, but here are some cybercore dividers similar to my last post for you <3

have a good evening :)

please like, reblog, and credit ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ♡

misc green graphics stamps

Canine/fox theme 🫀🦊 (More specifically meat, bones, claws, fangs, fox, etc)

Canine/fox theme 🫀🦊 (More specifically meat, bones, claws, fangs, fox, etc)

misc red graphics blinkies

misc red graphics blinkies

zero day themed favicons ,,,,

made by me !!!

zero day themed favicons ,,,,

made by me !!!

My own version of Jared, Mother's #1 Special Boy

I've seen a lot of versions on Tumblr already and I wanted to go a little bit of a different route, so centipede body

My own version of Jared, Mother's #1 Special Boy

I've seen a lot of versions on Tumblr already and I wanted to go a little bit of a different route, so centipede body

Welcome to your new job in the IT department. Just don't enter the server room without permission.

A quiet moment with Fox.mp3 [Is it over? I felt as though I drifted in and out of sleep for days. Though I couldn't tell. I kept dreaming about pain...and teeth. I felt a shift, something pulling my awareness from the deep murk again. Something petting my head.] Fox: Did I wake you? *blackness* [My body was so heavy.] Fox: There you are. :) smiling Fox: You've been sleeping so long, I was a little worried you'd slipped into a coma. *neutral* [I looked at him, panic rising, but I couldn't seem to speak.]  Fox: Shh. Relax. :D No show today. :) Fox: I've gotten you all fixed up. <3 They couldn't save your eye, but it's been prepared for a prosthetic.  [I barely remembered my eye. I reached up to touch it automatically. And I recoiled with a gasp as  I felt nothing there.] Fox: *like a father reprimanding a child* Don't fiddle with it. It needs to heal more.  [Something...something about what he said...A prosthetic...?] MC: Why are you even bothering to fix my eye...? If you're just going to kill me... [My voice came out as a croak.] [He looked down at me for a moment before answering.]  Fox: Your shows have been *very* popular. :) Fox: It seems that my audience adores you. They're begging to see more. :D  Fox: But...They're fickle, too. You may not live to see that prosthetic. [He chuckled softly.] It's better to be prepared. Just in case.  [I relaxed slightly and started to look at him more closely. As I focused, I realized I'd never really seen his skin before. He's covered in...] Fox: It's *rude* to stare you know. >_> [I hastily tore my haze away from his scars and fidgeted nervously.] [He let out a quiet light hearted chuff.]  Fox: It's fine. You're on a lot of drugs. Probably won't even remember this anyway.  MC: Who did this to you? [He laughed, a single dry bark.] :D Fox: A dead man did. :D You know...I used to think he opened my eyes. Then I thought he closed them. And now...-_-I realize he didn't do much at all. He may have made the scars, but the scars didn't make me. :D I did that myself! [He laughed again, but this time more heartily.]  Fox: Ahh. But I guess it's time for me to go. There's always business to attend to. >_> MC: Wait!  Fox: Hm?  MC: Are you going to kill me or not? Fox: Haha! Well, that's up to Chat, isn't it?  MC: I thought you were the one in charge. Fox: ...Get some rest.  [Before I knew it he was gone. And I was alone again in the empty room. I tried to think about what happened, but the mist in my mind closed in again. And I drifted back to sleep.]

TPOF's memelord mode is actual gold (Celia's route edition)

+ Bonus Drunk ass Celia that only ever appears during memelord

Here’s my entry for the 2024 dbd cosmetic contest! For the unknown :)

This is the dumbest fucking thing I’ve ever made

If you know you know

Fuck it. Rotates your killer

BTD strade& ren hana x mc

LOVED the idea of tom getting more possessive of his perceived partner (island rep) during his heat so i added some hints of that in here…. HOPE YOU ENJOY!!! god bless the anon option lmao. 

It’s a constant itching under his skin, heat permanently settled under his fur and feverish shivers making his tail twitch. If there’s anything Tom despises, it’s whenever his heat decides to come around again. Especially now. There’s so much left to do on the island, so many resources he needs to gather for new houses, so many unreturned phone calls and emails that are practically taunting him. He would’ve felt worse if he hadn’t shown up to work at all. But even now he’s sitting here, eyes dry from staring at his computer for too long, he still can’t focus. Unsavoury thoughts plague his mind and maybe he should’ve just locked himself in his house already. Alone. 

Then, the door opens. He smells you long before you enter his sight. Oh, Tom loves you, adores you with his entire heart even, however, you were about to last person he wanted near him. Who should be near him, more accurately. Though the less rational part of his brain is protesting against the very thought of you ever leaving his sight again. Your scent fills his nostrils, his entire being really, and he digs his nails into the wood underneath his fingers. It’s intoxicating, muddling his thoughts until the only thing he can thinks of is how your hands might feel against his fur. Drool threatens to spill from his mouth. His tail wags without pause, hitting the side of his chair. 

If Isabelle hadn’t noticed before, she definitely knew what was going on now. She exchanges glances between you and him, face dusting pink, before she goes to make conversation. An attempt at a distraction, her movements jittery. Their conversation fades into meaningless chatter A low growl builds in the back of his throat, fingers curling further. Isabelle’s nice, she’s a friend, he has to remind himself, the only reason she’s doing this is to keep you from making a complete fool of yourself. To keep him from ruining whatever chance he might have. She’s not trying to take them away for you. 

Oh, and he wonders in that little bit you’re there, his thoughts the only thing keeping him from pouncing on your right then and there. His last lucid thought is how glad he is to have dealt with plenty of heats, to have at least have some form of self control left. He wonders about how soft your skin might be underneath his hands, what sounds you would make. Heat flushes through him. He’d have to be careful with his teeth and claws, wouldn’t he?… Hurting you… Such a thing simply couldn’t stand. He wanted to make you feel amazing.

You don’t hang around for too long, thankfully. He looks down. His desk is gross with drool and damaged by his nails. His mind doesn’t have the clarity to think about cleaning it, heart still nearly beating out of his chest, the hints out of heat bothering him earlier now a full blown fire burning underneath his flesh. Tom waits a couple of minutes after you exit, trembling the entire time and afterwards, he goes home for the day. He doesn’t go out for a while.

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ANON YOU ARE AN ABSOLUTE LEGEND AND I’D DIE FOR YOU IF YOU SO DESIRED!!!!!!!!! THIS IS SO SO GOOD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

You get this a lot but can you do a Yandere Tom Nook X Reader, With Tom trying to comfort a recently ‘broken up’ with (Tomtotallydidntscareaway) reader? Sorry that It’s so specific lmao

Before I start let me just say. Anon, that’s not a specific request at all. You should see some of my requests lol. But anyways, this fic gets....special towards the end. Nothing actually happens but it’s a little suggestive so if that’s not your cup of tea then I wouldn’t suggest this one.

Yandere Tom X Reader

Closer

Pain. All you felt right now was pain. You were curled up on your bed, hugging your knees against your chest. You wanted to shrink down and implode, leaving this cruel world behind. You hated this, it hurt more than any wound. This was a wound to your heart, and you didn’t think it could ever heal. This is what you had been doing for the past two days. Cowering in your own bed only to cry your eyes out and needing to drink more water. For these past two days it felt like all you did was cry. Eating breakfast? Crying. Showering? Crying. Watching tv? Crying. You felt so lost, so helpless. What were you without him? You didn’t ever want to leave your house. What would the others say if they found you like this? Thinking about it only made you more sad, to think how they would be shocked then probably run up to you and give you a big hug. They’re are so sweet. Isabelle would probably give you a big embrace before taking you to the residential services where she’d make you tea and tell you it was gonna be okay. Thinking about it almost made you want to leave, but you couldn’t. You didn’t even have the energy to leave bed. You wished he was here to hug you, to tell you everything was gonna be okay...your Jamie....

Your silent room was filled with noice as you heard knocking on your door. You did nothing to open it but the knocking just continued. After a while you dragged yourself up, blanket still resting on your shoulders and engulfing you in a big shell of warmth and comfort against the coldness around you. You slowly made your way to the door, your feet dragging behind you in a sluggish manner. Opening the door slightly, just a creak so you could see who was there. It was the one and only Tom Nook. He looked at you with concern yet relief that you answered the door.

“Y/N? Are you okay sweetie?” He asked, slowly reaching his hand to you. He started to gently caress your arm all while looking at you. It felt...nice. You just wanted to drag him inside and give him a hug. “I heard about...about what happened. I’m very sorry about your boyfriend. May I come in?” He asked. You stayed silent for a few seconds. Your house was a mess and the state of you weren’t very pretty either. But it’s Tom. You knew him, you also knew that he wouldn’t judge you. So you opened the door and stepped inside to let him come in. He looked around the room as he entered. All blinds were closed, sealing the room in complete darkness. Pillows from the couch were spread all over the room and there were old dishes here and there. “Sorry for the mess...” you said as you closed the door behind him. “Oh don’t worry about it. Trust me, as a person who’s had their heart broken, I know it takes a toll on you.” Tom said nonchalantly as he picked up one pillow, fluffing it up a little. “Wait what?” “No no, we’re here for you now, not for me okay?” Tom said before the question could even leave your mouth. “Now, what I want you to do is go upstairs and take a nice long bath. Add bubbles, bath bombs, anything you want. Just relax and treat yourself. I’ll be here cleaning up.” This caught you off guard. “Huh? No I-I can’t do that. I mean leaving you to clean up MY mess while I get to relax? It wouldn’t feel right.” You tried to insist but Tom was practically pushing you upstairs. “Y/N I insist. I have two small boys at home, you should see the messes they make. This is nothing I assure you.” And so, you finally agreed. You went up to your bathroom and took a nice long bath. Trying to relax while taking deep breaths. You even poured some bubbles in the bathtub and after relaxing for a bit decided to start playing with them a little. Bouncing one foam ball from one hand into the other. You sat there for a while. Letting your worries melt away. You didn’t know why, but the thought of Tom distracted you from the thought of....him.

Walking down the stairs you saw that Tom really did clean up the entire house. He had lifted up the blinds, fluffed the pillows, placed everything neatly in order, even the dishes were gone. Looking walking into the kitchen you saw Tom putting down the final plate Into one of the cabinets. He had done the dishes. You felt yourself let out a sigh of amazement. This alerted Tom and caused him to turn around swiftly. Seeing that it was you he let his guard down. “Oh Y/N! There you are! Was the bath nice?” He asked. But you didn’t answer. You simply looked at him with love in your eyes. “Y/N? Is something wro-“ you ran up to him and embraced him tightly. Burying your face into his neck. As soon as you ran into his arms, he wrapped them around you. He nuzzled into your hair, and at that moment, everything felt perfect. “Thank you Tom...thank you thank you thank you!” You felt Toms chest vibrate at this as he let out a deep chuckle. “Oh Y/N, it was really no big deal. I’m happy to help you, any time.”

“So, what movie do you wanna watch?” You asked while rummaging through your old dvds, trying to find what movie to watch. “Umm, what movies do you have?” Tom asked you, sitting on your bed cross legged. “Oh well I have pirates of the Caribbean, spy kids, my neighbour- MY NEIGHBOUR TOTORO! Oh my god I had forgotten about this movie! Can we please watch this one?” You turned around to look at him, giving a big smile. Tom laughed slightly as your eyes became enormous with glee. “Alright then. I think I’ve watched this one time with Timmy and Tommy, but I fell asleep. Not to say that it’s bad I was just tired.” Tom said sheepishly, only realising halfway through the sentence that you might have taken his comment in the wrong way. But you simply laughed a little, putting the disk into the DVD player and plopping down next to Tom. “For real? Looks like you’re really getting the hang of this dad thing huh? Falling asleep on the couch as you’re watching a movie is integral to becoming a father!” You said jokingly as you nudged him slightly with your elbow. And so, you picked up the remote and played the movie. Throughout the duration of the movie, you and Tom scooted closer and closer together until your hands brushed against each other. Tom looked at your hand. He could feel an intense itch through his whole body. He wanted to grab your hand so badly but...should he? You’ve just been broken up with, he didn’t want to overwhelm you or make you uncomfortable. What if you didn’t appreciate it? What if you pulled away immediately? What if you scooted away from him and the air would grow heavy? What if-

But Tom wasn’t able to continue doubting himself as he felt a soft hand place itself on top of his. He could feel his heart speed up as he looked done at his hand. You were currently using your thumb to caress the side of his palm. As he looked up to you he was met by two eyes looking at him with a certain tender way. As he made eye contact with you he felt a slight blush creep onto his cheeks. Should he? And so, he gently grabbed your hand. And as he did this, you leaned your head against his shoulder, almost melting into the touch. After a few seconds of panic, Tom also leaned his head against your head, a million thoughts racing through his mind. But the most prominent being you, how soft your hair felt, how nice your hand in his felt, how good you smelled, how perfect you felt with him. Like you belonged here, here in his arms, away from the world. He didn’t want to let go. He never wanted to depart from you. Like if he let go you would slip away from him or something. He didn’t even pay attention to the movie. All he could think of was you, you, you. How much he wanted you, how much he NEEDED you! How much happier you would be with him rather than with that lowlife you called your “boyfriend”. Well not any more. Tom was going to make sure that imbecile never got close to you again. But for now, he wanted to stay like this. Holding onto your hand as you rested on each other. Sadly, he couldn’t stay like that forever. The movie did eventually end. And so, did your embrace.

You rose up and stretched your body, letting out a small grunt as you did. “That was great! What did you think?” You asked him. At this point Tom felt a small rush of panic flow through his body. But luckily, he was able to hide it. “It was a very cute film yes, yes! I certainly understand why you like it so much.” He said as he gave you a smile. A smile which you returned. Oh how cute you looked when you smiled. Tom wanted that smile all to himself. He didn’t want anyone else to see it. “We should do this more often. It was really nice. Thank you for taking my mind off....Jamie....” as you said his name your voice became meek and barely audible. It felt as if all the sadness that had gone away suddenly flushed over you like a tsunami. “We....we used to have movie nights on Fridays....he would always suggest such good movies and I....I....” your eyes started to sting as your vision got blurry. Tom was quick to notice this and swiftly pulled you into his arms. “Oh honey...” you started to cry. You cried on Toms shoulder as he stroked your hair all while whispering small coos and words of comfort. “Shhh. Shhh. It’s okay. It’s alright.” You let out hiccups and sniffles as the tears kept flowing. “...I’m...I’m sorry.” You said as you started to shake. “Don’t apologise. You’ve done nothing wrong my dear.” “I’m making you sit here and- and listen to all my personal problems! It’s- it’s not okay!” You didn’t want to be so weak in front of him. You knew he wouldn’t judge. He was the last person to judge you. But you still felt so...pathetic. “Y/N. It’s okay to cry. It’s how we deal with things like this. If we hold it back, we’ll just end up more hurt in the long run. So please. Let yourself cry. It’s not bad or weak. It’s how almost everyone deals with being hurt.” What he said was the truth. You knew that it was the truth. But hearing Tom say it. It was like a confirmation. And so, you let your tears flow. You sat there in Toms arms for what felt like hours. Crying and crying until the tears ran out. At that point you were still shivering and gasping for air.

Tom departed from you, holding your shoulders and making you look at him in the eyes. “Now Y/N, I want you to know. That if that guy left you, he’s made the biggest mistake of his life. Because you are a smart, wonderful, fun and beautiful/handsome/stylish girl/boy/person. And frankly, if he can’t see that, then he’s not worth your time. Anyone would kill to be with you. And if he’s to blind to realise what’s in front of him, then that’s his problem and not yours.” Tom said to you, never breaking eye contact. His eyes were stern and yet his grip was soft. He used one of his hands to wipe away any remaining tears that were still on your face. The two of you stared at each other for a few seconds. Both feeling drawn to each other. Soon, you both slowly started to lean towards each other. Both very unsure what to do. As your noses were mere centimetres from each other, Toms eyes felt heavier. He leaned closer and...no...no this wasn’t right. He let go and pulled back. Feeling disgusted with himself that he would ever do something like that. You were emotionally vulnerable right now. He couldn’t take advantage of that. No matter if his intentions were pure or not.

“I’m...I’m so sorry Y/N. That- that was inappropriate of me. I didn’t mean- I just- I’m so-“ but just like before, he couldn’t doubt himself any more as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and connected the space between you. Sealing your lips together. Tom felt his heart practically explode as you did this and it didn’t take long for him to kiss you back. Wrapping himself around you as his ears puffed up. This. This was the point of no return. You’ve burned any and all bridges that were connected to you two being just friends. There had always been a certain tension between you two. But now? Now all that tension was releasing. And there was nothing stopping it. Toms grasp on you was tight. Like he wasn’t gonna let you go in a million years. You managed to do something to him that not many people could do. You brought out his animalistic instincts. He wanted to protect you. Be with you. Make you his. He thought that what he did to your past boyfriend was the thing that broke out his inner animal. But this? As he held onto you, he felt that animalistic feeling but ten times stronger. He couldn’t hold it back. He wouldn’t hold it back. He felt his hands start to trail up and down your body. But before he could do anything else he managed to stop himself long enough to break the kiss. He looked at you, his eyes intense. You had never seen him like this before. But the look in his eyes told you exactly what he was thinking. And so, with a small smile. You nodded. And all hell broke loose in Toms mind. He didn’t wait for one more second. He pulled you down to the bed with him. The two of you continued where you left off. Tom knew he could come off as intimidating, but he was gonna be as careful as he possibly could. You lied on your back, looking up at him. Tom took his hand and placed it on top of yours. This was happening. Tom was gonna make you his.

His darling. His mate. His Y/N.

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So yeah....sorry to the anon if you wanted this to be fluffy, my caveman brain took over lol. But man. My first suggestive fic. Everyday I get one step closer to writing Tom Nook in heat (I’m kidding).