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Que empieze la Masacre, Yeah i needed say that in spanish xD - anyway , Here is a Collection for @texd41 with her 3 most importants OCs : 

Spartan A54 Aka Karen Neves 

Spartan D41 Aka Tex (  Mary Derwolsfmseer )

Spartan E28 Aka Derrick Derwolfsmeer ( Black Bird )

( With Some references :P ) Hope you like it Tex! ..next one…Bid…stay alert guys 

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Here are some of the Eliza concepts I did that show up in the game in one form or another. She’s fun to do concepts for ;w;/

A reminder to those in Los Angeles for Anime Expo! (I apologize, I might make another post soon, with a map!)

I will be in artist alley! Stop by if you can.

You can find me (o_8) at table D39.

Persona and Black will be at table D40.

Animoose will be at table D41 with Brokentrain

EU03 will be at D40.

Kinuko will be at table C66 with Tyson Hesse. 

We will also have a Skullgirls panel on Saturday July 5th.

Time: 6:15 PM

Location: LP3

See you there!

anonymous asked:

41 , 41 , 41 , 41 PLEASEEEEE !!! 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱 ❤️💚🌚🌚🌚🌚🌚🌚

And here’s another one! Just as I promised, I made this one as a continuation of the “Against a Wall Kiss”.

And yes, it’s gonna have another part. I’m not gonna let it hanging there, I’m not that cruel, lol.

When I have it, I’ll post it! :D


41) Against a Locker Kiss
Words: 715

That day after school, Alya was with the journalism club, attending some stuff about the school blog. It was getting late and Marinette thought she would have to go back home alone, but Adrien surprised her catching up to her when she was picking some of her things from her locker.

“Hey, Marinette” he greeted her from behind, and this time she didn’t start. She looked back and gave him a happy smile. Her nervousness had grown off with all the time they spent together even before they started dating, and he liked the way her face lighted up when she talked to him.

“Adrien” she said cheerily “I thought you already left” she closed her locker and turned around completely to face him.

“Without saying goodbye? Never.” He smirked, and she loved the way his eyes gleamed when he did that. A part of her mind tried to tell her that she knew that smirk, but she always shut it, not wanting to acknowledge it. She didn’t want to find similarities between them that make her feel more awful.

He leaned on the locker and into her, and she found herself trapped between his eyes and the metal door at her back. She felt delighted.

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