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Alright, so I was originally going to wait to post any new art of my OCs until all of the new references are finished, but I was able to commission the beautiful @ladykestrrel / @taylordraws a little while ago, and after a bit of a headache in regards to getting the finished reference sheets done, I was finally able to get her the sheets and the money necessary to make one of my dreams (getting art made for me by Taylor) a reality, and I can’t help but post it.

I guess I should take a minute to talk about the project these goobers are a part of, since Taylor said she was gonna reblog it, and that means some potential new eyes being cast upon my novel project’s characters! Yay!

That’s right, like Taylor, I’m working on a novel, though mines way different. It’s a sci-fi/adventure novel project, and the working title is “The Soundwave Saga.” You can read more about the project under the cut, since I don’t wanna text wall Taylor’s blog. Or any blog for that matter. Haha.

Keep reading

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But the teacher had been right about one thing: violence breeds.
Someone pulls a trigger, sets off a bomb, drives a bus full of tourists off a bridge, and what’s left in the wake isn’t just shell casings, wreckage, bodies. There’s something else. Something bad. An aftermath. A recoil. A reaction to all that anger and pain and death.

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Redesigned Book Covers: This Savage Song

But the teacher had been right about one thing: violence breeds. Someone pulls a trigger, sets off a bomb, drives a bus full of tourists off a bridge, and what’s left in the wake isn’t just she’ll casings, wreckage, bodies. There’s something else. Something bad. An aftermath. A recoil. A reaction to all that anger and pain and death.

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schwab week: day five - favourite minor character
↳ ilsa flynn, monsters of verity duology

…the first thing he saw were the stars. Every surface of Ilsa’s room was covered in them, tiny dots of fiber-optic light splashed across the ceiling and walls and floors. His sister stood in front of the window, her strawberry hair loose but strangely weightless, twining through the air around her face. Her fingers were splayed across the window glass, and in her sleeveless shirt, her own tiny black stars trailed across her shoulders and down her arms.

“Our sister has two sides. They do not meet.”

anonymous asked:

just letting you know on october 3rd the secret saturdays will celebrate their ninth birthday of being aired (can't wait to say it's going to be ten years old next year!)

aaaa i’ll try to remember to do something for it or something!! 
i still love my boy with all my heart, so how could i not? thank you for telling me ! 

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schwab week: day seven (part two) - favourite species
↳ sunai, monsters of verity duology

Sunai, Sunai, eyes like coal
Sing you a song and steal your soul

why are other people complaining of other people’s posts of their sadness or pain or problems? like haven’t you thought that maybe talking or writing about it online is their only way of dealing with it? not everyone is as strong as you are if you are suggesting that “they should just cheer up” or “just be happy” instantly because if they can, they definitely will. if you don’t feel like reading those kinds of blog posts then unfollow them. if they trigger something in you then unfollow. if you can’t help or comfort someone, don’t make it worse by complaining to them anonymously.