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Here is a little something for all those nice supporters of art && artists out there :D You are the ones that keep us inspired and motivated! Anyway let’s go do a thing because you’re all so wonderful (well, most of you hehe) ♥

Reply to this post/reblog with an idea for a fanmade Mystic Messenger CG (funny, romantic, angsty, etc but nothing extremely explicit) in Cheritz style like the ones linked below:

It can include up to 3 characters (Anyone from the RFA including default MC and Saeran – && characters from Taemin Han AU are ok too if some are interested) ^__^ ++ I’m only going to start playing 707 Route this week so there are lots of details I still don’t know about his route so please avoid spoilers in the mean time :D

I’m going to pick and draw a few from the suggestions ♥ If lots of people suggest the same ideas, there’s more chances of it being drawn!

I’ll close this post on Friday (March 31)! Thanks again, and I hope everyone has a nice day/night!

Why is it that in all these fics I read Alec is a prince and Magnus isn’t like Magnus in canon is the son of the Prince of Hell so Magnus is canonically a prince technically, idk I’m just saying

friendly reminder that Kid Icarus Uprising is an amazing game thats severely underrated and deserves more than this

[Photo: Me wearing a blue hat with a purple arrow knit in.]

First time trying out colorwork and it went okay! This is using a kinda Fair Isle technique that I bullshitted the pattern for. The hat as a whole is a weird size because I used the wrong gauge needle and ran out of yarn.

Got a good plan for the Doomtree pattern Imma try to do for my brother’s birthday though!

My bf: beautiful, handsome, I cry every time I see him, he sent me snapchats and I got more gay every time I looked at one, the most dazzling man to exist

Me: garbage man who rolled out of a house wondering how he got so lucky

free willy

Okay BUT
What’s the big deal with drawing animal genitalia? Like you can not include it and it’s fine, no one’s gonna bat an eye
But when you do draw it you get people running from the depths of the earth to proclaim that you did, indeed, draw balls on your dog
Some people even seem weirded out by it but like! Animals have their gents hanging out willy nilly, even my gecko has massive balls, y'all can look over and see it irl at any time, why is it weird to acknowledge animals have crotches, please

okay, so rob anybody has a daughter, right? and i think her name is maggie? she’s mentioned briefly in hat full of sky and the shepard’s crown, iirc. and i have this headcanon burning a hole in my brain about her and it just refuses to get drawn, so have a ramble, kids.
hokay! so we know female pictsies are kinda rare, and that they must move out of their mound at a certain age and start their own clan with some of their brothers, cos you can’t have two keldas in one mound, two queens in one hive, etc.
but like. maggie anybody doesn’t want to be a kelda. she doesn’t want to know the hiddlins, she doesn’t want to have a bunch of kids, she doesn’t want to be hidden away underground her whole life and never get to see the sun again unless something goes horribly wrong.
maggie wants to fight. she wants to fight with her brothers and fathers and uncles, and tie feathers and braids in her long hair and beard, maybe someday get herself a rabbit skull helmet like her dad. some of the pictsies think okay, maggie’s a boy then. no worries, this happens, female children are rare but not unheard of.
but- no. maggie is very sure she’s a girl. okay, her family says, then you’re a kelda. no, maggie says, i am a girl and i am a warrior and i am not a kelda. rob won’t let her get the clan’s tattoos (bc iirc keldas don’t get tattoos or at least they don’t get blue ones? i remember the old kelda before jeanie being described specifically as nut brown rather than blue) and she argues with him and yells and glares but! she does not fold her arms. she does not tap her foot. she does not use any of the tried-and-true Kelda/Hag Methods of Feegle Control. she fights like a warrior. one is not less than the other, one is what she chooses over the other, and she makes it very very clear.
so finally rob gives in, cos she got the stubborness of her father AND her mother, and woe betide anyone who stands in her way. maggie anybody feegle grins through the whole process of getting her tattoos, refuses to shave, refuses to cover her chest (cos then she’d cover the seriously wicked bird right on her sternum) and, of course, runs off to show the hag of the hills what she’s accomplished. tiffany approves.


Reluctantly crouched at the starting line,
Engines pumping and thumping in time.
The green light flashes, the flags go up.
Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup.
They deftly maneuver and muscle for rank,
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank.
Reckless and wild, they pour through the turns.
Their prowess is potent and secretly stearn.
As they speed through the finish, the flags go down.
The fans get up and they get out of town.
The arena is empty except for one man,
Still driving and striving as fast as he can.
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up,
And long ago somebody left with the cup.
But he’s driving and striving and hugging the turns.
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns.

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