i 'll wait for you


I have technically unlimited slots if you’re OK waiting a while, I’ll try to contact you when you’re next up before I start working in case you no longer want to get art.

I am open for an Ask, Private Message, Fanmail, Etc.
Email: kayla.aeolian@gmail.com
Discord: Aeolian (Khyran)#9732

This is my updated commission info sheet, I have raised a couple of prices due to my current job situation being precarious. Hopefully my prices will no longer change and this will be final. If you currently have a slot you are still on the lower prices. 

If you want to signal boost this I am extremely grateful!

It’s that time of year again.. time for CALGARY EXPO!! 

I’ll be there this weekend in Hall ABC in the Artist Alley this time, no more stinky Hall D for me! I’ll have copies of FFXV & Hades zines, FFXV art & merch, sketchbook collections and copies of Purity (which are dwindling!), WooHoo! vol 1 and 2, tons of stickers and new prints too! I’ll also have sketch commissions open as well! 

Find me at table E-05 and I can’t wait to see you there! I’ll be in my Gladio cosplay on Friday & Saturday! ;)

Sloth: The Most Dangerous Sin

It was the shrieking that had sent him over the edge. Kelah had started bawling over comms with shrilly agony. He knew the rules, he knew that there’d be consequences from the General later, but the anguish of whatever had happened to her was private or so he thought. But annoyance had a habit of setting him on the path of violence, so he elected to go hunting. It took him awhile to gather his supplies and travel south into neutral territory before he decided to flick the comms back on.

“I found the Queen dead in the Tavern this evening. I’d like all of the Wolves to report to her estate. I’ll be putting her in her bed while I wait for all of you to arrive.”

Echo went rigid; the bow, quiver, and rucksack dropping to the ground as reality hit him. His jaw clenched. No way had this been death, he just couldn’t see it. Murder, but not death. He removed his gloves and brought his wrist up to his mouth and bit down on the skin hard enough to draw blood, his eyes clouding over with a look few alive still had seen. He held the bleeding appendage over his other hand and let the sanguine fluid drop down over the skin. After a moment, it started to spread out, morphing into an assassin’s mark that he’d promised he’d never use. The symbol manifested slowly like a crimson tattoo, spiraling over his hand and the wrist. Satisfied with its completion he pressed his palm to the ground and mumbled quietly. A dual sheath appeared in a pop and puff of smoke from the summoning, along with a black indescript tabard and an ornate death mask. He tugged the fabric over his leathers before adjusting the collar and drawing the hood up over his head. He slid the death mask into place letting black wisps of smoke billowed from the seams in his armor. Independently of anything he was doing the clear evening sky began to cover as storm clouds rolled in overhead. He slid the scabbards into position and hefted the bow and quiver back over his shoulder. An ominous rumble issued from the horizon before the angry lightning flashed among the clouds as he drew the two weapons from their rest. The Dioscuri, the twin blades shone in the dimming light. Echo had faded and given way to the monster. To Sloth, the dangerous sin, not the tame and calculated spy and assassin; the raw adrenaline fueled killer. He’d spent so long observing that his lack of proactivity had caught up with him. Now the world was going to pay for it in blood.

‘The Heart Thief.’ That was one of the monikers he’d come to know the General by. That said, Celestine would still always be the General to him; a sign of professional respect on his part even when he wasn’t around her. He wasn’t sad now though, sad was a luxury for those with time to grieve. He was motivated now by vengeance and he let the loss of the General fuel his drive to return to equilibrium.

It had been a fishing village. The operative word being had been. The center of the cluster of buildings was presently home to a chest. Echo dropped his latest donation into it before rubbing his hands together, pushing the blood from his palms down to his finger tips. Around the huts a myriad of bodies lay broken, flopped on the ground that their life had been claimed. A few humans, some elves, a gnome and a goblin. Echo stared out at the sea for a moment pondering his actions. Would his donation change anything? Would they be able to use one of these hearts to revive her? Most likely not, but for her namesake it was worth something perhaps.
“I’ll be there shortly Phantom.” he relayed to the comm, before kicking the lid of the chest shut.

@wolf-queen @phlareshadowdancer @the-silversorrows

anonymous asked:

I really like your art. Love it, actually. I can't wait to see more! (Not to pressure you, of course, I can wait however long it'll take. But... You know what I meant, right?)

I just posted something earlier tonight, and I’ve got a few other things in the works! It’s happening, anon. <3 Thanks for your support!


Twitter 17/04/14

Crap, I thought today was a handshake event so I gave myself a boyish look but it’s actually a photo event.

Twitter 17/04/14

Here’s my outfit for the photo event. The top has bears and skulls. My bottom is super rough. Please don’t look.

I’ll be waiting for you at the Takayanagi lane.

Twitter 17/04/15

The photo and jacket signing event was super fun! You’re all the best!


Twitter 17/04/15

Please don’t re-enact this series

1. Please don’t step on me nonchalantly.

2. Please don’t throw objects in an outburst of anger stemming from your daily stress.

3. Please don’t fight with the staff when the picture turns out bad.

4. Kiss scenes are fine at a photo event, but pleaaaaaaaaase do not touch or strip members.

The problem when you love a book too much

My best friend has decided to start reading Throne of Glass. I am conflicted about whether or not I’m happy about that. I’m afraid that she won’t love it as much as I do or maybe that she’ll hate it. So we’ll see how this goes and I’ll keep you guys updated. I can’t wait to see her reactions though!

bombshellbassist  asked:

Hey, just wanted to say that I followed your blog for the ffxiv content (which is quality btw); what I didn't expect was having other gaming interests line up so well. I'm on behemoth but I hope to run into you in an instance someday. Lots of love for this blog! Excited to see how you'll react to stormblood.

Oh my god. I really appreciate the nice words! I’m happy you love it! I’m glad you think it flows! I’m always at war with myself whether I should reblog another game or not, or make a side blog just for that, but at the same time, I’m lazy and I like variety. (But in moderation. It’s a weird balancing act I try to do.)

So I absolutely appreciate it! You never know, we might just run into each other! It can be a pretty small world. XD

And I can’t wait for Stormblood. Sooooo much, you’ll be hearing about it from everybody!

when you're autistic but you still wanna be cool online

- when ur reblogging a post about your special interest and ur trying to decide whether or not infodumping and screaming in all caps in the tags would be annoying

- “am i close enough with this person to use u instead of you? do i even need to wait? can i use “u” with strangers??”

- “you’ll have to forgive me for this…” no that sounds way too formal what’s the Normal way to phrase it?

-“is this a situation where proper grammar and spelling is necessary?”

- “i’m feeling an emotion ?? what do people do when they feel an emotion? swear??? yeah i can do that what’s the right swear word to use in this context?”

- when you’re re-reading a post before you post it and find words like “therefore” and u gotta rewrite the whole thing

- when your grammar is both too formal and too casual and ur not sure if what u said was phrased awkwardly

- when you run out of words to say so you respond to everything with ‘aaaaaa’

- “was that a nice thing to say???? did that seem blunt or rude? how do i tell?? i don’t want them to think i hate them. best to be overly positive just to be sure”

- typin how you talk in real life…… so there are fuckin ellipses everywhere……… cause you pause a lot. and then you feel weird about it.

- “is this person being rude or am i misinterpreting it? best to just not respond at all”

By the Corner Light | Bucky and Steve

Outside the barracks
By the corner light
I always stand and wait for you at night
We will create a world for two
I’ll wait for you, the whole night through
Like once Lili Marleen

Jack Zimmermann was accustomed to dealing with difficult situations; he was captain of the Samwell Men’s Hockey team after all, but this? This was never in the job description.

“Can I tell you a secret?” Bitty whispered into the side of Jack’s neck, breath hot and sweet against his skin. The kegster ended a while ago but Bitty was still feeling the effects. When he fell off the coffee table attempting to dance to All the Single Ladies, Jack swept in ready to piggyback him to bed.

“Alright,” Jack said, mouthing I got this in Lardo’s direction before heading to the stairs.

“I don’t wanna be a single lady anymore,” His voice faltered and Jack became acutely aware of Bitty’s thighs around his hips. “I want a person. Everybody else has got a person.”

“With moves like that I don’t think you’ll have to wait long,” Jack said, supressing a chuckle.

“Mmhmm,” Bitty mumbled, fighting a losing war against sleep. Jack pushed open the door to Bitty’s room with his foot and ducked inside.

Keep reading

since some of you have a problem on remembering what your faves stands for i’ll gladly remind you so keep reading this post.

wait there’s more…

listen to what dinah has to say.

shouldn’t their positivity and feminism reflect on their fandom? YES, it should. all these girls promote are nothing but good things we should learn and take notes from. instead of spending time on internet harassing every little thing they do look at yourself or STAY MUTE.

i’m constantly seeing you make drama about absolutely nothing, i see some of you bringing up things from the past to put someone down to lift your fave. camila does not control what her fans say, same goes to LAND. a good example is the #ApologizeCamila hashtag, some N girls want her to control what fans do when they (N girls) are constantly harassing the girl. does that not tell you something?

i don’t care if you have a favorite or if you dislike someone, that’s okay but don’t cross the line harassing that person all day when you claim they’re not relevant to you. 

stop trying to ask for respect camilizers and harmonizers when some of you bully each other and the girls all the time, spend more time fixing your mistakes instead of asking others to change. the same bullying them are the same who talks about feminism on internet. all talk i see.

spend less days on internet searching for drama and more days fixing yourself. don’t open your mouth if all you’re going to say is rude bullshit.

i’m not generalizing before you start spamming my ask.

Baseball Lessons/ Jeff Atkins imagine

Baseball Lessons

Jeff Atkins x reader

Request: Can you do an imagine of Jeff and make it all fluffy? Can you put my name in it, it’s Paige btw💓 love you imagines

A/N: I’m overwhelmed by the reactions I’ve gotten from my first imagine. Thanks so much! My request box is still open J I tried to combine this one with the fencing request because I know more about baseball than fencing.

Word count: 638

“Jeff! I don’t know how to do this!” you screamed at him from the other end of the field while you bounced up and down, holding the baseball bat.

“Of course you can!” Jeff screamed back, “Just…- wait. I’ll help you.”

Jeff was teaching you some baseball or at least trying to. He created a game that just the two of you could play.

He jogged towards where you stood and stood behind you. He grabbed your waist with both hands so you stood in a squad-like position. He encircled his arms around yours and held the baseball bat with you. Even though you had been dating for a few months now, it made you flustered.

“Okay… look at the ball, turn your body a little bit like this…” he whispered in your ear and he moved your body like an artist would move his sculpture. “Just like that.”

He let go of your body and you moved your arm to wipe the sweat off your forehead. Even though you hadn’t even played the actual sport yet, Jeff made you hot.

He jogged back to his original place and put on his glove again. “Okay go for it, babe!” he screamed and got into position to catch the ball.

You breathed out heavily and hit the ball with your bat. It wasn’t an impressive shot but you at least managed to hit the ball.

“Okay good!” Jeff rolled the ball back to you and you picked it up and put it back on the tee.

“Now try to run to a base after you’ve hit the ball, Y/N,” he said and got into position again.

You nodded at him and this time when you hit the ball, it flew pretty high. You dropped the bat like your life depended on it and ran to the first base.

When you got there, you looked around to see where Jeff was but he was still chasing the ball. This was your cue to run further.

“Babe! I’m winning!” you screamed at him while running.

Jeff turned around and instead of chasing the ball anymore, he started to chase you. “Oh hell no Y/N!”

You screamed in joy and when you were almost at the third base, Jeff caught up with you and grabbed your waist. You both fell down on the base with him on top of you.

“Well, well, well.” Jeff grinned at you and stroked your hair. “Looks like I’ve got a girlfriend who’s good at baseball,” he smiled as he kissed you softly.

One of your hands stroked his hair while the other stroked his jaw. “I love you, Jeff Atkins,” you whispered after you broke your kiss. This was the first time you told him that.

Jeff’s eyes widened, but then a broad smile spread across his face. He kissed you passionately and then kissed your forehead. “I love you too, Y/N Y/L/N.”

After that, you decided you played enough baseball and Jeff helped you up. You started slapping all of the sand off your body and when you turned around Jeff smacked your bum.

“Jeff!” you yelped.

“Sorry, there was a bit of sand there,” he smirked and you laughed at him and shook your head.

“So, how was your date with Y/N?” Clay asked Jeff at the cafeteria.

“Oh it was very nice, we went to third base actually.” Jeff grinned.

Clay just stared at him with his mouth open. “Jeff, I don’t need to know that,” he said while blushing.

“You know I’m talking about baseball right.”

Clay sighed and started laughing, “Yeah, I knew.”

Jeff just grinned and looked at you at the other end of the cafeteria, sitting with your friend Paige.

You looked at him and winked, making a mental note that you should play baseball with Jeff more often.

Interviewer: So season 7, Jaime and…

Nikolaj: BriENNE?? they’re in love but like pfffft its pURELY based on respect and I know its what everyone WANTS but you’ll have to waIT AND SEE hahaahaAHA ;) ;) nope there’s no Jaime/Brienne here, Nope I mean as wonderful and as amazing as their relationship is hahah ;) ;) no Jaime can’t admit his love but you NEVER KNOW hahaha keep watching hahaha ;) ;)

Interviewer: … Cersei but okay


4 Stages of Dealing with Haters; 

  1.  …what… did you just say to me?
  2.  Don’t worry, I’ll wait. I’ll let you finish. 
  3.  Ya done? You got all that out? I don’t know who hurt you, or why you feel the need to spread that negativity, but you need to get all of it together and nip it in the bud because I. Don’t. Have. Time. For. Your. Negativity. No one does.
  4. Now that we got that settled, wanna join me for a friendship s'more?? There’s no need to hold grudges XD