only want me

this is a super weird thing to rave about but like, i bought these pencils when i saw wicked last week and they’re amaaaazig


Tagged for the bias selfie tag by @igot7bangtanbaes , @daegusoftboys and @littleemptyspaces - Jinyoung and I, both looking at *art* 

Tagging: @katbeom , @eradikeats-writes , @baekpercenteu , @rude–jude , @the-porcelain-doll-xo , @jaxslauj , @high-on-food , @imdifferentshadesofpurple , @from-dae-do-dae , @ivegot7scenarios 

((i’m sending a bunch of q’s to svt, hoping that it’ll increase my chance of getting answered ;;))

- admin leen

my beautiful children

I was tagged by @silvertonguedaggermaw and had a free rein to choose one of my oc:s, so Aleena it is.

1. what does your muse smell like? 

Most of the time she smells neutral/nothing specific as the soaps at the temple don’t have any fragrance. Though later, when she’s allowed to buy the shampoo and shower gel she wants, one can detect a slight scent of vanilla around her from them. Though even with an actual allowance, she never understands why people would by perfume. And then there are the times, like after training or battle, that she smells of sweat and, on occasion, smoke.

2. how often does your muse bath/shower? any habits? 

She showers daily if she can. She tends to practice her lightsaber skills every day and likes to take a shower afterwards. Aleena really doesn’t have any habits beyond trying to get out of the shower as quickly as possible as long showers were discouraged among the Jedi on Lothal.  

3. does your muse have any tattoos or piercing?  

Nope, and she isn’t planning on getting any.

4. any body movement quirks (ex. knee shakes)? 

Aleena used to play with her Padawan braid when bored or nervous and still sometimes attempts to do so, even though it was cut off years ago. So now she just plays with her hair.

5. what do they sleep in?  

A shirt and loose fitting pants, or something similar, most of the time. She has slept in her Jedi robes on occasion, though because of need rather than desire. Also, if it’s cold, she has her woollen socks on.

6. what’s their favourite piece of clothing? 

Her friend’s mother knitted her a pair of woollen socks after hearing that she was sometimes cold during space flights. They are natural white with berry red stripes, and slightly too large for her, but she loves the fact that someone made them with her in mind. She’s glad that she didn’t lose them in Balmorra during the events that led her to being taken to Dromund Kaas, and despite the planets weather not being made to wear them, she still keeps close by.

7. what do they do when they wake up?

She gets up straight away after her alarm rings as laying in is a luxury she’s never had. After that she gets dressed and goes through several stretches and exercises before breakfast.

After she ends up on Dromund Kaas she tends to get up after waking up out of habit, even though there usually isn’t an alarm to wake her up. Still does her exercises as well because the familiarity and routine comfort her in a strange situation.

8. how do they sleep? position?   

Wrapped in a blanket, usually slightly curled up. Most of the time she sleeps quite well and rarely wakes up during the night but from time to time she has weird dreams and tends to be restless. If she wakes up from one of those dreams, she’s unlikely to go back to sleep and tends to meditate rather than even try.

9. what do their hands feel like?     

The insides of her hands are slightly callused from lightsaber use over the years. Otherwise her hands don’t have any scars or anything that would make them all that distinct.

10. if you kissed them, what would they usually taste like?    

Well personally I’m not into kissing (the concept itself kind of weirds me out), and Aleena doesn’t really have experience either, so unlikely to happen. Though she does like to eat this fruit from Dromund Kaas (that I need to name), that’s sweet and slightly spicy (kind of cinnamony), with a faint tangy aftertaste (it tastes familiar though she’s unable to place it into her childhood). So I guess there’s a good chance that’s what she’d taste like. (Has anyone else figured I have no idea how to answer this question?)

tagging: @darth-char @saulkarath @singing-hedgehog 





Kirishima’s Hard Dad and Soft Dad (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

Malec will fight together. Not against each other, together. Combining their two talents, and it’s staggeringly, amazingly good, and emotional. To see them on the battlefield is so awesome. And a battlefield that has deep emotional content and resonance. That’s when it really means something
—  Todd Slavkin and Matt Hastings on Malec in Finale. Take heart! Our boys are going to find their way back to one another! x
  • Cheryl: Every girl wants a prince who treats her like a princess
  • Betty: Why would I want to be a princess when I have I king who treats me like the queen I am?
  • Bughead: *high fives*
  • Archie: Why can't we be like that?
  • Veronica: Because you're a peasant

                                      [ P O I S O N E D   B Y   R E D ]

im never gonna finish this rip but here’s an unfinished autistic!morty becoming nonverbal and signing

edit: i changed ‘speak’ bc someone pointed out it looked like ‘bitch’ lol thank u @middle1 !!


“Evfra’s single-minded dedication to his cause became evident when he led a successful raid on a kett labor camp, liberating hundreds of angaran prisoners before wiping out an entire battalion of kett. ”

So. Evfra. There’s a lot to be said about this badass dude. He’s interesting if for the very fact that he;s known almost completely anecdotally. Every angaran character has an opinion of him, it seems, except for himself. He’s almost like a Chuck Norris joke, and probably has a lot of outlandish untrue(?) stories about himself that only add to his grandeur.

But apparently the kett facility thing wasnt fake, and he did liberate all those angara. So I kinda drew on that and made a younger version of Evfra.

Anyway. I’m tired. Enjoy your slightly satiated Evfra thirst, Andromeda fandom.

You are the best surprise of my life.
—  Poets Love Her

[small continuation of the ‘comic’]

Blackhat could see Dr. Flug’s throat bobbing as if he’d just swallowed, gloved hands wringing and shoulders pulled up. The smoke that came from the small glowing ball in place of his head wasn’t lazily curling behind him anymore as it had been before Blackhat had grabbed the Doctor thinking him an intruder, instead it was balling up and condensing as if trying to make itself as unnoticeable as possible.

“Um, please don’t eat me?” Dr. Flug’s voice reached him, quieter and fainter than it usually did, muffled, as if it came form further away, or behind a thick curtain. Blackhat guessed that it had to do with the type of head chosen but he couldn’t be sure. He had never actually paid attention to Object Heads, let alone talked with one. Or so he thought.

One way or another that still didn’t explain why Dr. Flug thought he would eat him , honestly. The man-, Object Head, Blackhat corrected himself mentally, was constantly expecting the worst of everything. To be fair this was nothing compared to the wariness he’d displayed when Blackhat had freshly employed him several months ago, but still.

“Dr. Flug we both know that I don’t have to eat.”

“W-Well, ” he started, stopped and rubbed his hand along the stump of his neck, “not the meat of course, but you eat souls and my kind is a whole lot of soul compared to just a human. And I’d be grateful to uh, keep it. Never mind the part-”

“Dr. Flug.”

“-where I couldn’t work because I’d be-”


The smoke compacted for a second into a dense sphere, the Doctor flinching backwards.

Realization had dawned on Blackhat. The reason his scientist was so twitchy, to anxious, so afraid all the time. Of course, how could he not have realised!

“I am not a demon.” Blackhat hissed, “I don’t eat souls, I don’t eat. Period. I’m eldritch we don’t need something as base as sustenance!”

He could practically see the gears turning, evaluating new information, hands slowly sinking, shoulder cautiously relaxing. The smoke, bobbing and wafting, instead of tightly clustered.

“Y-You’re not? You’re-”

“Eldritch, yes, pay attention Doctor.”

A tense silence hung between them for a moment, until Dr. Flug barked out a tense laugh.
“And all this time I was wondering if the lab is really worth getting eaten sooner than later.”

“Urgh…” Blackhat grumbled, “You just took the fun out of every single time I scared you.”