SOOOOOO here’s an old OC I decided to remake and I remaked her A LOT not really in apperence (well not so much at least) or personality, but some other things…? Well, not gonna write her basic info here, because this blog is just doodles :’D
Star (aka Ari to avoid confusion), the model.
She’s BEAUTIFUL. But that doesn’t really matter to her. She does modeling because it’s the easiest way for her to make money. But she never really TRIES to be pretty. She…doesn’t really try at much of anything at all. She’s very laid back, almost to the point of seeming lazy. Of course, if she deems something worthy of putting effort into, she will. But if she doesn’t need to, then she won’t waste her energy. And although she doesn’t look it, she DOES have a sense of humor. It’s just incredibly dry and often involves subtle pranks.
Ari also competes in beauty pageants when they roll around, just to bring in a little extra cash. However, her competitors often accuse her of cheating because she rarely if ever fails to win 1st place. She’s the reason some pageants have to hire OTHER psychic magic users just to sense if the contestants are using any sort of psychic persuasion.
But that’s not the kind of psychic Ari is. Her main power is telekinesis, and her senses are very…….sensitive. This allows her to accurately predict the weather, leading most to believe she can see the future. Which she exploits. Heavily.
I will say this, flat out.
She. Cannot. See. The. Future.
But she is VERY good at acting like she can.
In combat, Ari tends to stay back and use the terrain to her advantage. She can pick up a significant about of solid objects at once with ease, but liquids and furthermore gases are harder to control. The more strain she puts on herself, the more she has to balance it out by actually waving her hands and arms. The quickest way to piss Ari off would be to go after her little brother, Lunar. Although he’s a lot tougher than Ari makes him seem by being so protective, she just can’t bear the thought of ever losing him. When in this overprotective, crazed state, you can SEE the air moving around her in an aura, bending her surroundings like a funhouse mirror. Her hair floats and whips about depending on the fervor of her emotion, and her eyes bore through your very soul.
Due to Ari’s beauty, fame, and “cool aloofness”, she often has people trying to go out with her or just get in her pants. But…..she really has no interest in any of that. She doesn’t long for any kind of personal relationship, nor does she find satisfaction in purely sexual ones. She’s hit on almost every time she’s at a pub, and while some people–guys and girls included–blow her off as soon as she says she’s not interested, she has made a few bar buddies out of former flirts who just like to chill with her. And she wouldn’t have it any other way.
She’s also really tall. Couldn’t find a good place to put that so here it is. She’s about 6 foot, so almost as tall as Samus.
More Undertale doodly doodles! I… I really like Undyne, so I decided to draw her again, this time with her hair down. The more I draw Undertale the more I think I'ma do small headcanons for some of the characters because… well, why not? xD
Speaking of headcanons, let’s start with Undyne here. Given that she’s some sort of fish/reptilian/amphibian?? monster, I’ve decided that she doesn’t actually have boobs in my headcanon. Given that she isn’t mammal, there isn’t really a reason for her to have any since she can’t produce milk, so yeah. I’ll probably tweak her appearance here and there to my liking as well (lighter belly and chest, orange irises, scars, so on).
But yeah, it’s small but it’s a start. I hope you guys like the drawing! She was so much fun to draw. :3
(PS: yes her jacket is based on Mass Effect’s N7. I can’t help myself ;_; )
Many days had passed and Harry was sitting into Sirius’ room, along with Ron and Hermione. He hated being into the Blacks house, especially because he felt so guilty about facing Sirius everyday and not telling him the secret he knew about him. It put so much pressure on him that he did everything to avoid his godfather during the Christmas holidays, which made him sad and anxious. He needed his presence more than anything but he couldn’t handle looking at him in the eyes with what he now knew. The first day when he came to Grimmauld place, he thought about telling at once Sirius. But the man didn’t seem to be in a good mood; in fact, he looked more depressed than he looked back when he got out of Azkaban. One night, as Harry came downstairs to get a glass of water after a nightmare, he surprised a conversation between Lupin and Sirius, as they were drinking into the drawing room together.
‘I tried to look for her, but it’s like she vanished into thin air’ he heard his godfather whisper.
There was a pause.
‘Come on Sirius, don’t get yourself into trouble just for her.’
‘Just for her? Do you know how much time I spent thinking she believes I am guilty?’
‘Why does it matter? You said it yourself, it’s been ages.’
Harry heard Sirius swallowing heavily his liquor.
‘What about me?’ he asked.
‘You are safe here. Don’t you think about going out of here ever again before it’s okay for you to do so’ replied Remus with a cold voice.
‘It’s like you don’t want me to see her. Is it? Are you hiding something from me? Is she okay?’ said Sirius, sounding nervous and angry.
‘Are you thinking straight, Pads?’
There was another pause.
‘The girl has moved on, don’t go trouble Y/N with your excuses and explications!’
‘What’s the matter with you, since when did you lose any empathy for your old friend? I just want to see her again, just one time, for Merlin’s beard-‘
‘She’s married Sirius! There, I said it. She has a life of her own now, she moved on, don’t go trouble her with the past! What are you thinking, that she was going to wait for you? It’s been almost fourteen years.’
Harry felt the tension in the room. For a few minutes, he wondered what was happening as he heard nobody talk anymore. As time passed and nobody move or spoke, Harry walked silently back into his room. He felt so sorry for Sirius he couldn’t breathe anymore, his chest hurt. How he wished Sirius knew that he had a daughter with Y/N, that he had a future of his own, that he hadn’t lost everything. He heard somebody opening the door. Hermione was standing in the doorway, looking at him curiously.
‘I thought I heard noise in here’ she whispered.
‘Couldn’t sleep’ replied Harry, trying to chase away his thoughts.
She looked at Ron who seemed to be lost into a deep sleep.
‘That makes at least two of us’ she smiled. ‘Mind if I come in?’
Harry shook his head and Hermione sat beside him on the bed.
‘Are you having visions again?’ she enquired.
‘No, that’s not it’ said Harry, feeling uncomfortable with what he just heard.
Hermione put her hand on Harry’s and looked at him with sincere eyes.
‘You know, you can tell me anything.’
Harry smiled back to her and they sat in silence, staring at the flames crackling in the fireplace.
‘Hermione?’ said Harry, breaking the silence.
She looked up at her friend.
‘What would you do if you knew a secret, a big one, that would change one’s perception on life and future?’
She frowned her eyebrows.
‘Who would it concerns?’ she asked.
‘I know something – something very important – but I’m not confident about telling the person it concerns, because I’m not sure how that person would react.’
‘Harry, you’re worrying me… Why don’t you just tell me what it’s about and I’ll try to help?’
Maybe he could tell Hermione. He looked at Ron, fast asleep.
‘Are you familiar with the other students? Other houses, other years?’
Hermione raised her shoulders.
‘I don’t know everybody, but I have a good memory.’
‘There’s this girl, maybe you know her. Second grade’ he continued.
‘Well, I came to know recently, something about her. Something huge.’
‘I didn’t know you were interested in gossip, Harry’ mumbled Hermione, not sure where her friend was going with this.
Harry sighed heavily.
‘You know Y/D/N Y/L/N?’
Hermione raised her shoulders again.
‘Long black hair, silver eyes. She’s pretty too. She’s in Slytherin.’
‘The name does ring a bell. But I’d have to see what she looks like, to be honest… Where’re you going with that Harry?’
Harry felt his hands becoming sweaty and his blood pumping loudly in his veins.
‘You wouldn’t have to get out of this house to see what she looks like…’ he whispered.
Hermione raised her eyebrows and waited for the denouement. Harry felt nervous, he wished she’d have put the puzzle pieces together by now.
‘Don’t make me say it, don’t make me say it’ he thought.
‘Wait a minute…’ he heard Hermione say.
She got up and started pacing in the room.
‘I think I know who you’re talking about. She has those shiny long black hair does she? I remember her cause the first time I noticed her, she was in the library and something about her felt very familiar when I glanced at her!’
Harry waited patiently for Hermione to figure it out.
‘The eyes, yes, the eyes. These silver eyes, well, her whole face expression, the smirk…’
There was a long pause. Her eyes widened and she put her hand in front of her now opened mouth, her expression shocked.
‘Are you sure?’ she asked, nervously.
‘Without a doubt.’
‘Does he know?’
Harry shook his head and felt his eyes burn.
‘I surprised a conversation and I asked questions to Lupin afterwards and pretty figured the rest myself.’
‘Then maybe you’re wrong’ suggested Hermione, not sure she really wanted to believe what she was just told.
‘No. Lupin confirmed it. He asked me to tell no one, but how could I keep this to myself?’
‘You need to tell him, Harry!’ said Hermione, hurrying to her friend, taking him by the shoulders.
‘How can I be the one telling him? How can I tell Sirius that he has a daughter he doesn’t know about?’
Harry heard the floor crack outside the room. Both he and Hermione jumped with fear. He stood up and looked into the door crack that Hermione didn’t close entirely. There, two pairs of bright silver eyes were shining into the dark, reflecting the dancing flames of the fireplace behind Harry’s weak body, surrounded by black fur all around. The big dog seemed to look blankly at Harry. Surely, Sirius had heard them say they weren’t able to sleep and decided to make them laugh by transforming into Padfoot, like he did some nights before. He started to walk slowly in reverse.
‘Sirius, I-‘ Harry tried to mumble.
But the dog had disappeared.
‘SIRIUS!’ he shouted again, waking up Ron and the entire household.
They heard a door being shut down loudly downstairs.
Lucida: *internal monologue* heheheh that’s right. Now just go run to your parents and you’ll make my life 1000% easier.
Goth: Hey Luci! Thanks for picking me up from school! I know you’re still really busy with the mission dad gave you. So I just wanted to say thanks!
Lucida: No problem. And hey, if you want, we can sneak in a small session of sickle surfing by racing you home.
Goth: REALLLLY???? AWW HECK YEAH! YOU’RE ON!
Palette: Oh no nononono! What’s she doing here???? Who let her out of the AU Graveyard Zone. Oh man dad’s gonna lose it and might resort to vials. And WHY IS SHE ESCORTING GOTHY!?!?!?!?! This can’t get much worse! What do I do?!?!?!!!
So I discovered this meme on instagram and IT LOOKS SO COOL that I did it too. The game consist in making a drawing and then repeat the drawing trying to mimic the art style of some of the artists you admire! (I HAD SO MUCH FUN DOING THIS THING)
So here it is, hope you all like it, I made it with all my heart :3 Im sorry for ruining your styles guys hahaha
1- that’s my lil Nico di Angelo.
2- @indigonite‘s Nico, I tried my best here, but BRO so hard to color like Bruna. Maybe I made him a lil too red ;u;
3- @saberghatz‘s Nico. Idk why but it looks more like saber’s last year’s art, cause her Nico changed a little, but I love both her Nicos, so :v
4- @tamaytka‘s Nico. Im sorry that I ruined the way you draw eyes, I really LOVE your eyes, but I COULD NOT make justice to them.
5- @leegarbettart Lee Garbett never drew Nico but he is my favorite artist in comic books, he draws Loki in Agent of Asgard, and I love his art so much!
6- @onihimeart also never drew Nico, but her art style is so complicated that I could not even make it look alike ;u; Sorry friend!
What's your headcanon on if the Inquisitor (romanced Lavellan) just up and left the Inquisition one night with no intent to return, for Solas?
So this wasn’t technically for @dadrunkwriting buuuuttt……This prompt hurt my feelings so much I’ve been thinking about it non-stop since I got it, so I’ll answer it tonight.
Ellana scowled back, bottom lip sticking out ever so slightly, her eyes narrowed at him in an unmistakable challenge.
“Absolutely not,” he said, barely containing the fury and glee that warred within him. “I will not have you involved in this. I will not have you risk your life for a cause that is not yours–”
“It is my cause,” she interrupted, voice ragged with her ferocity. “And I risk my life either way. I won’t have you throwing your life away as though there would be no one left behind to mourn you!”
He swallowed around the growing lump in his throat. “This burden–”
“Is not something you need to bear alone,” insisted Ellana. “Not anymore.” She came forward and took his hands in hers, small and warm and trembling like a wounded bird. “Solas, I don’t know what you meant for this to be…you and I. But I can’t let you suffer this alone. I love you, and I’m with you. Whatever the outcome, all I want in this whole world is to be by your side.”
Solas ran a thumb across her cheek, cradling her face in one large hand. “I…I never should have given in to my feelings for you…” he whispered. The hurt in her eyes was brushed away with the light touch of his lips to hers. “This was precisely why I held back for so long…and yet I find myself wishing I had given in so much sooner…” He moved to slip his arms around her waist, drawing her close and pressing their lips together again.
“Vhenan…” she whispered against the feathery-soft kiss. “Ar lath ma uthaan…”
A pained smile spread his lips as Solas blinked away tears that threatened to fall. “I do not deserve such devotion from you, vhenan.”
“Everyone deserves to be loved. Even the Dread Wolf.” Ellana brushed his tears away with gentle fingers before linking her hands behind his neck and pulling him down for another long kiss. “I’ll be by your side until the end, ma lath. Whenever or whyever that may be.”
Joe trusted Y/N, with every fibre of his being, he trusted his girlfriend.
But when she was constantly sneaking off to who knows where, making up weak excuses, and disappearing for hours at end, that trust wavered. Just a little.
They had always been open and honest with each other, refusing to hide anything from the beginning of their relationship, so it was really odd to have Y/N be so secretive and keeping a secret from him.
He tried asking the boys, because they were close with her as well, but even they got all weird, avoiding answering the question directly.
It seemed like everyone was in on the secret except for Joe.
That didn’t sit well with him.
After Y/N called out some random excuse before slipping out of the door once again, Joe decided to take matters into his own hands.
So he did the rational and mature thing.
He followed her.
A small part of him did feel guilty, because he shouldn’t be following his girlfriend through the streets of London, but then he remembered she was hiding something from him, and the guilt was gone.
If anyone should feel guilty, it was her. Because she was making him paranoid.
And when he stumbled across what she had been doing, he realized he had every right to be paranoid.
Joe felt his blood boil as she hugged Jack tightly, grinning up at him. And when the younger Maynard placed a hand on the small of Y/N’s back, leading her into the restaurant, Joe figured out what was going on.
He just never thought that she would cheat on him.
Deciding to give them a few more days to come clean, Joe kept mostly to himself.
He let her give him the weak excuses, let her sneak off to be with Jack, and he remained at home, trying to convince himself that what he saw wasn’t real. That the woman he loved was not cheating on him with one of his best mates.
But neither of them came forward, admitting to their infidelity, and Joe was getting frustrated. So he decided to confront them.
“Do you ever plan on telling me?” Joe asked Y/N as they stood in the kitchen.
The other boys were over too, sat on the couch playing a video game. He hadn’t wanted to do this while everyone was present, but he didn’t want to give Y/N and Jack a chance to meet up again.
“Telling you what, babe?” She asked, pouring some chips into a bowl.
“Stop acting innocent!” Joe slammed his hand down onto the counter, making her jump and stare in shock over at him. The boys paused the game at his outburst, glancing over at the couple. “I know!”
“Really?” Joe snapped, “You’re really going to try and act like you don’t know?”
“Everything okay?” Jack called over, standing from the couch.
“No.” Joe shifted his glare over to the younger man, “Because you two refuse to just admit it already!”
“Admit what, mate?” Jack stepped closer, sending Y/N a quick look, ensuring she was alright.
“That you two are bloody hooking up!”
“What?!” Y/N and Jack exclaimed in unison, staring over at Joe in confusion.
“I think Joe’s lost it…” Conor mumbled.
“You think I’m cheating on you? With Jack?” Y/N gaped over at Joe.
“I wouldn’t ever do that you!” Jack protested.
“Well, why else would you two have been sneaking around so much?”
“Because we were trying to plan you a surprise party, you ass!” Y/N snapped, anger coursing through her body. “I can’t believe you thought I was cheating on you!”
“A surprise party?” Joe repeated weakly, glancing between Y/N and Jack.
“Yeah, Y/N wanted to do something special for your birthday,” Caspar added, standing from the couch, “So we’ve all been meeting up to plan it. But we couldn’t do it as a group, we all draw too much attention.”
“Each of us have been meeting up in pairs, trying to get it all figured out,” Josh continued, standing as well.
“Shit,” Joe muttered, wincing as he noticed Y/N’s harsh glare being sent in his direction. “I’m sorry?”
“Do you not trust me?”
“No! I mean, yes! I do. I do, Y/N. I just…I got paranoid.” Joe pleaded, stepping towards her, “I’m sorry.”
“You should be.” She replied, her face softening, “I cannot believe you thought I was cheating on you. With Jack.”
“Okay,” Jack pointed over at her, “That is the second time you’ve said my name like that. Am I really that bad?”
“Yes.” The boys all said at once, but the couple ignored him.
“I shouldn’t have ever thought that. It was stupid. I’m really sorry.” Joe told her, pulling her closer.
“I wouldn’t ever cheat on you, Joe,” Y/N told him, “I just wanted to do something nice for your birthday.”
“I can still act surprised if you want.”
“You better, I worked hard on this party.”
“I’m sorry, love.”
“You should be. But really, Jack?”
“I know,” Joe chuckled, “I mean, clearly you have better taste.”
“Exactly.” Y/N smiled up at him, reaching up to kiss him.
“This isn’t fair,” Jack mumbled.
“At least he didn’t punch you,” Conor offered, patting his brother on the shoulder. “That would have been my initial reaction.”
warnings: bad fluff, there might be a swear or two in there somewhere idk
summary: john laurens moves into the house next to your uncles and you grow up together, getting to know each other every sunday after church. he loves drawing, stars, and his turtle, Washington. you couldn’t help but become enamored with this boy; you just hope he feels the same way about you…
basically this was an idea that came to me after seeing all that wonderful fanart of John bein made of stars!!! i also hc john as a serious #artist for whatever reason, so that’s where that part of this came in. i hope this okay, it’s not really hamilton-related but it has ya boy in it!this is also probably bad, sorry - also sorry if something like this has been done before…
After church every Sunday, your family went to your uncle’s
estate, where you then stayed until after it got dark to spend time with the
relatives you wouldn’t see often otherwise. You didn’t really like it there – you felt
so small and insignificant in a house full of adults and your older, taller
siblings. But there was one thing you liked about it – in the backyard of your
uncle’s house, there was a field of flowers of all different kinds, sprouting
up from the soil. Every Sunday after dinner, before you left to go home, you
would go into the back and admire the flora stretching out in front of you, a
sea of scattered pastels and greens and whites.
Except one day, it was different.
The house to the right of your uncle’s had been on sale for
as long as you could remember, which was surprising, because you didn’t
understand how anyone could pass up this view. For whatever reason, no one was
biting. However, you noticed two months ago that it had finally been bought, by
a family your uncle said was ‘nice.’ You hadn’t seen anyone from the family
yet, adults or otherwise, but on this early evening day in late May, there was
a young boy, sitting in a lawn chair, sketchbook in his hand and a straw hat
resting atop a mountain of curls. He looked around your age. Stepping
tentatively through the grass, not to disturb any flowers, you walked over to
“Hi,” you said softly. “Are you one of the kids who just
moved in here?”
The boy looked up at you, and the first thing you noticed
was that he had the most beautiful collection of freckles spread across his
rosy cheeks and nose. “Yeah,” he answered. “I’m John Laurens.”
What if Alison is the one who has a twin? In the books Alison and Courtney were twins. Maybe, the writes made Jessica and Mary twins so we would thought that Courtney doesn’t exist. But let’s get to the point.
The Alison we saw on the flashbacks and the Alison we see now seem two different people, literally. The badass Ali would be the real Alison Dilaurentis while the boring Ali would be Courtney.
Jessica Dilaurentis died minutes before Ali could have arrived to town. Coincidence? Coincidences don’t exist in Rosewood. Jessica was the only one capable of distinc them.
Bitchy Ali was into boys, but the Ali we have now is bi (or so does it looks like). Maybe Courtney was the one kissing Emily whilst Ali was occupied with Ian, Noel, and company.
If Alison do has a twin, she must have spent most of her life in Radley, otherwise, the liars would know about her existence.
If Courtney was indeed in Radley, she would have met Cece. Both put in Radley for the same woman, Jessica Dilaurentis. They must have hate her, at least a little bit. So Cece helped Court with a plan so she could replace Ali.
They started threating Ali with, they were the ones sending the A messages to Ali before the liars would received them.
Cece was Mary’s daughter, and she spent most of her life in Radley, too. And again, because of Jessica. Mary empathized with Courtney more than anyone could.
Now, let’s get with what happened ThAt Night.
Cece was planning on getting Ali unconscious and bringing her to Radley, so she and Courtney could switch places. Once in Radley, if she told the nurses she was Ali, she would be seen as a crazy girl trying to impersonate her twin.
Ali and Court were wearing the same top, so she could switch places easly. Cece did her part, but Jessica saw it.
Why would Jessica protect Cece over her daughter? Because it was Mary. She thought Ali was dead so she buried her. Luckly, Mrs Grunwald really rescued her.
Ali was afraid of someone she didn’t knew, but her mother protected over her, as she didn’t know about Courney’s existence. So she ran away. And, as we saw on the flashback, she pushed Mona on to playing the game with the liars. Why? That’s immortality my darlings. (Mona didn’t know about Courtney, when she find out, she was put into the dollhouse as a warning)
Courtney was hitted ThAt Night too, by Mona. But Mrs Grunwald rescued her, too.
But people thinking Ali was dead wasn’t a great option for Courtney. So she had to hide until Ali decided to came back.
First of all, she needed to know if Ali was alive, so she could switch places once and for all. So, Court and Cece started blackmailing her friends for getting information. Yes, there’s been two A teams since season 3, Alison vs Courtney. (In season 3 is when the “plot holes” started, too). In the same season Cece introduced herself to the liars, with the purpose of getting information.
But since the Liars didn’t know about Ali, the plan failed. So they though: why would Ali come back? Maybe, to protect her loved ones (aka the liars - they didn’t know she was playing with them, too). So they started putting them in danger, to make Ali come back. The Halloween Train, the Lodge Fire, Ravenswood, etc. (I think both Courtney and Ali were in the Halloween Train, that’s why there were too much costumes for too less people).
They succed in Ravenswood. When the liars saw Ali in Ravenswood, it was the best moment for switching places. The only problem? Jessica Dilaurentis would have noticed. So Mary helped them solve the problem, as it would benefit her, too.
The Ali we see in the first episode of season 5 is Courtney. She and Cece were addicts to the game, so they couldn’t stop playing it. But they needed the liars to stop digging if Courtney wanted to keep her identity safe. So they decided to stop the game on season 6. Cece and Court planned a very convincing stage play. They fooled the liars! Cece revealed herself as A to protect Courtney. But, what about the Dollhouse? It was their last big game as A.
And do you remember that A scene, at the final of an episode, when someone spinned the bottle, to see with which liar would they play with, but another person changed it? We’ve been wondering who was the second person, Courtney Dilaurentis.
But five years later…
I believe during this time the real Alison Dilaurentis was in Radley. The night Ali got out, she killed Cece.
Alison Dilaurentis is AD. She had to stop her A game with the liars when they put her into Radley (in season 5). But five years later, she got out of Radley and she is back.
She wants to punish the girls for not recognising Courtney, and being her friends, but mostly, whe wants to punish Courtney. Ali is planning and endgame where Courtney will end up murdered, and she would switch places with her again.
But, why not show up now and tell everyone the truth? Because she did some ilegal things, maybe? Or maybe, because vengeance is a plate better served cold? Bitchy Ali is still here, and more bitchy than ever.
She is jealous that Emily loves Courtney more than she loved her, so she is getting vengance (if they love each other so much, let’s force them to start a weird family).
But, why haven’t we heard about Courtney? Yes, we have. Courtney is Bethany in the show. It would have been too obvius if they had named her Bethany.
Bethany’s drawings calling Jessica a Liar, are because she put her in Radley, her own mother, and she lied to her everytime she visited her. Mary is the one getting her out to the stables, she felt sorry for the poor child.
If you’ve read it all, I just hope you’ve enjoyed reading it.
What do you think about it? Do you think it can happen? The actors keep telling us that there’s a big twist on the finale. Could it be that?
Honestly, I don’t think so. But i do think that the twin switch happened between Jessica and Mary (this theory will come another day). Because, why bring an IDENTICAL TWIN to the show if it’s not for switching them?