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Hyuk forehead/middle-part appreciation post



It’s ridiculous how much a lil glow and shading can change this from ‘cosplayer slammed into a wall’ to ‘idiot ghost-boy we know and love slammed into a wall’


Plance draws ;///u///;;;
FFXV AU and Goblin AU

He’d evolved complex coping strategies for being told he was rubbish- he’d had plenty of time to work on those- but nobody had ever told him what he was supposed to do if people suddenly turned round and started using words like amazing and astonishing at him. He was completely overwhelmed, and fairly terrified.

Still re-reading Blue Sky. One of my favorite scenes is in Ch 9 between Garret and Wheatley, and I felt it deserved this meme (never thought I would have to make a meme from scratch, but sometimes you gotta make the content you wanna see in the world, ha)

I’ve Made a Decision

I am going to be doing a series of artwork based off the Sisterhood of the Assassin’s Creed Fandom! 

To all the bloggers in the sisterhood! Please read this if you can! I want to be able to draw all of you in your own personalized Assassin Robes! Please listen carefully! 

Please note: YOU DON’T HAVE TO DO THIS IF YOU DON’T WANT TO! All I am getting out of this is the experience, I am completely ok if you do not want to participate!

Could you all submit to my blog:
1. What you look like (if you don’t want to share, please give me a description ex: hair color and style, beauty marks, etc.)
2. What your personalized Assassin Robes will look like! Please provide references and what color you would like them! (ex: if you are wearing a hood or a hat)
3. Tell me what time era you would be a part of in the Assassin’s Creed fandom (ex: Golden Age of Piracy, Renaissance, Colonial, etc.) So I can get a better perspective of the outfit!
4. How you want to be standing/holding in the final peice (see picture below)

Reason why I want to do this: I want to do this so I can hone my skills as an artist

Time I will start Sketches: As soon as I can, but I am in College, so school comes first

Time I will start Coloring: Summer break

When I will post it: Hopefully by the end of Summer/Mid-Fall. Maybe sooner if I work hard for it.

How they will end up: Something close to this

(but not with a detailed background, but will have the Assassin Symbol in background, and will be posting the sketches for your approval, but will be posting all of them at the same time in one post)

All the people that I know who are part of the sisterhood is @swiggle-muffin @emouel @babelast @idiotgangleader

For those who I did not list, please reblog this and tag the people in this so they will know also!

Cancer is Kairos (moments) and Capricorn is Chronus (time)

Jupiter exalts in cancer 
Kairos is the god of favorable moments and opportunity.. almost synonymous with luck
moments are an illusion of time, fleeting

Capricorn is ruled by saturn who is Chronos, god of time
time is daunting, as each second passes death draws closer 
time is limited, yet lasts for eternity

Neil knows he’s doing better, doing well even, but there are still nights he wakes suddenly, icy fear coursing through him. And it doesn’t stop when he sees the black-clad person laying beside him. 

Everything at evermore was black. The walls, the floors, the sheets, the clothes. Riko always wore black. Always.

 The glint of Andrew’s blonde hair in the moonlight usually helps to soothe the panic until he can wrestle it back inside his chest again but it kills him a little more every time his brain forces him to associate Andrew’s black clothes in the dead of night with Riko and everything he’d done.

Andrew wakes up one of these nights, lashing out in instinct, but the anger in his eyes melts into focus when he sees Neil hunched over, breathing raggedly. He clicks on the light, positioning his face in Neil’s line of sight but doesn’t touch him. 

He listens, sharp and intuitive, and only has to hear Neil’s gasped, “Riko….black,” and he puts the pieces together. 

Andrew talks him down, helps him breathe steadily. Andrew whispers soft words against Neil’s hair and cradles the back of his neck gently, until they’re both ready to brave sleeping again. 

The next morning, Andrew skips classes. Neil’s brightest orange fox hoodie is missing, and Andrew’s scrawl on a scrap of paper informs him he’ll be back later. He returns late in the afternoon and stalks in with an armload of bags. He slams the door to the bathroom and reemerges five minutes later. 

His pack of cigarettes is missing from his bedside table, so he heads to the roof. Neil is there, (‘predictable’ part of Andrew’s mind whispers, while another part insists 'home’) breathing in cigarette smoke and staring at the sky. 

Andrew sits down next to him without a word. Neil’s breath catches when he turns and sees Andrew. He clears his throat. “Yes or no?” he asks quietly. 

“Yes,” Andrew says, and that’s all the words they need for this moment.

Neil says 'thank you’ with the kisses pressed to his lips. He says 'it means everything to me’ in the way he cards his hands through Andrew’s hair. 'you didn’t have to’ with his forehead pressed against Andrew’s. 

'Yes I did,’ Andrew answers him with a kiss, both firm and gentle.

The rest of the foxes don’t understand why Andrew has swapped his entire monochrome wardrobe for obnoxious neons. Neil does, and when he wakes from a nightmare, bright green or lighting yellow, electric blue or hot pink greets him, and never suffocating black.

Friends don’t care about their friends’ teeth issues.

a quick drabble for my friend @sassatello for their super awesome 2003 TMNT Constellation AU, which you should all go check out because it is neat and adorable.

I hyper focused a little on Donatello’s teeth, and this was born from that hyper focus. Just a nice thing for some hurt/comfort, and budding friendship.


Don liked a lot of things about himself.

He liked his brain, and he liked his skin, how the stars and constellations on it would glow and spiral. He liked his voice and he liked his height. He liked his personality, and considered it to be a pretty good one.

He didn’t like his teeth so much.

Hardly at all.

His tongue and teeth, the length and sharpness of them- he disliked them quite a lot.

Don tended to keep his mouth closed, on the days he felt most conscious of them. He was thankful that his skin was so dark, that no one could see his mouth at all when he shut it.

He still smiled, mostly. There wasn’t anyone but his brothers to see his teeth, and at this point, there was nothing to hide from one another. They’d been alive and together so long, what purpose was there to hiding any part of himself from them?

Then April had come, and things had gotten a bit more difficult.

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Elena: “Ah, he’s so modest, Luca. He’s pretty much the star of the team and he won’t admit it.”

Asher: “I am not, Elena.”

Elena: “See?”

Asher: “You both need to stop or you’ll make me get a big head. It’s no big deal, I play a game for a living. I’m not out saving lives or anything.”

Luca: “You work hard at what you do, Asher. That is admirable and worthy of respect and praise. Take it while you can, son.”

Asher: “Alright, then. Thank you, both, but let’s move on to another subject. How have you two been doing in school?”

Chloe: “Good! Of course. We’re the smartest in our class.”

Ethan: “And the best at games!”

Luca: “I think you mean pranks, children. I got another call from your teacher saying you two were causing trouble.”

Asher: *laughs* “Why am I not surprised?”

The group continued to discuss what had been going on lately in each of their lives. Work, school, friends and household projects took up most of their time. So it was nice to get together and just enjoy each other’s company. ♥ 

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