what a man looks like

anonymous asked:

what Plum would look like as a grown up man ?

//No kid I was making this before I even got your ask. Older Plum defiantly got his daddy’s (@ask-marco-phoenix) looks and sense of fashion. 

Neither, his Three-eyed tribe bloodline stops with his third eye, and both parents have a devil fruit that is not inherited. But he did gain his own devil fruit. 

The Dream-Dream Fruit. This allows the user to put their targets in a dream like state, making them sluggish and drowsy, with a single touch. Once a target is in this state the user can make the target see images created from their dreams/nightmares. The images aren’t solid things, just tricks of the mind.

Ephemeral [3]

(adj.) - lasting a very short time; short lived

Member: Namjoon

Genre: Angst, some sort au that is tbd (i think i’ll keep it a secret for now), romance(?)

Words: 1.7k

Summary: There is a man in your dreams. You don’t know what he looks like or what his name is - you only know the sound of his voice. His voice. His voice follows you where ever you go. These dreams are your only source to see him, yet these dreams feel so real.

A/N: Tbh…I like where this story is going, yet at the same time I don’t really know where it is going. I’m sorry if it’s a little slow, but you can start to see plot development :D 

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Originally posted by nelliel66


Over the past few days, his name constantly resonates in your mind. It doesn’t matter what you’re doing or the time of day. So long as you let your mind wander for a split second, his name, his voice slips into the depths of your mind. Once it creeps in, you can’t escape it. At first you would hear his voice for a little while, repeating your name over and over again until you could no longer recognize it, but recently things have been different.

You felt touches.

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anonymous asked:

Okay but the very first time his s/o finds out about him seeing in in his dreams is one morning when the kid tells his mom that the man said he loves her

oh my god can you imagine ;___; she just asks what the man looks like and she breaks down realizing it’s Noctis the kid is talking about

late birthday present for the wonderful, fantastic @raphsantiagay, who asked for saphael + piano/bar au. thanks for keeping my love for raphael santiago real, yamina. <3

like a love song on the radio || (simon/raphael, 3k+, fluff) || read here on ao3

Simon could be reading into the tiny glimpses of Raphael’s personality he gets a little too much. But he doesn’t think he is, and it honestly doesn’t matter; when the other man looks at him, he wants to know what it would feel like to be Raphael’s happily ever after.
Simon’s a bartender, Raphael plays the piano, and somehow they manage to communicate to each other that yeah, they both want this. 

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when u gotta text someone but also gotta keep the hacker aesthetic 

okay hear me out: 

you know those photo series that are like “In The Running For The Next Spiderman/Young Han Solo/Bachelor/Prince Eric/Property Brother”

and it’s just like nine generically handsome brunet white men that might all be Henry Cavill or might all be Matt Bomer or might all be the photogenic runner guy from 2012 for all we know but it’s impossible to tell because they are just so generic?

and you know how nobody really remembers what Moist von Lipwig (slash Albert Spangler where applicable) actually looks like, they just remember the gold hat, or the glasses, or the bountiful ear hair?

what I want is an adaptation where Moist, whenever he’s being an anonymous face or The Man in the Golden Suit or Albert Spangler, is played by a series of generically handsome brunet white men who are swapped out shot-to-shot.

A loved one not lost but remembered. 


vento aureo is pretty good so far….also i found out i really like drawing giorno

What’s in my bag - Larissa “Lardo” Duan (in her senior year)

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