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TUESDAY AGAIN NO PROBLEM

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I made it!  Two and some years, over 700 followers.  I love you guys lots and this has been a great couple years so far.  Here’s looking forward to more!  And in honor of this occasion, I’ve decided to do… an art giveaway!  As you can see from my header, I like drawing and I’m not horrible at it.  So, on that note…

First prize: Full color portrait of your muse, chest up or so!

Second prize: Black & white portrait of your muse, likewise!

Third prize: A sketch portrait of your muse!

Let’s have a look at the rules, shall we?

Must be following me.  New followers welcome!  Just don’t ditch me after, okay?  Stick around, let’s be pals.

One like and one reblog counts, but you can reblog it more than once to change you place in the lineup.

If you’re a roleplay blog, then it must be of your muse.  If you have multiple muses, you have to choose one.  If you’re not an RP blog, you can pick one fictional character, so long as they’re human or heavily humanoid.  I can’t do mecha or anthro.  You can’t give it away as a gift, this is for you.

Winners chosen by dice roll.

You can specify whether you want it taller or wider, for use on your blogs, but you’ll have to give me dimensions to work with your theme and please don’t remove my signature from it.

The choice of pose, etc, is mine since this is a gift and not commissioned work.  I’ll try to accommodate requests, but please remember this is a gift.  I reserve the right to not finish something if you’re mean. :P  On that note, if I’m unfamiliar with your muse’s FC, please provide links to references!  Or a hell of a stunning description!

I can do glowy eyes, wings, certain skin textures and stuff like that, and I happily will, but again, please provide either references or a very detailed description.

That’s it!  Go forth, reblog, like, join!

 And now, for some love.  I can’t fit all of you, so if you don’t see your name, it’s not personal.  This is for those who I’ve RPed with a fair amount and know pretty well, and if you’re not here this time, let’s see how to get you here next!

Keep reading

[ofsongandmusic]

@ God

      *gestures to archangels*             You fuckin’ seein’ this shit?!

[ofsongandmusic]

❝ What’s the matter, my dear, don’t like your toys? ❞ (i just kinda liked this one idek wtf it is. feel free to use any of the verses we have?)

ＬＡＢＹＲＩＮＴＨ → the sentence meme [x]

     “No!”

        Scowling little Soraya threw the wooden block to the floor     gaze never leaving her father’s eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest.                 She was tired, tired && only three years of age             wanting to play, or to have a story read to her                         anything but taking a nap.                     However, she was refusing to play with the toys her father gave her                                 she wanted him to spend time with her                             Soraya did not want to play by herself                 && her mother would be disappointed if she woke up sleeping Sammy.

                                “You play with me, not toys.”

        Even as she spoke little hands raised to rub at her eyes                 plump lips parting in a yawn                     before her expression settled into a sleepy frown once again.

                        “Soraya is Princess, so Daddy plays with me                                         ‘cause I said so!”

[ofsongandmusic]

prxestes:

Dean frowns automatically reaching for his gun as she speaks. The door? Really? No one gets in through the door without a key. It’s really that simple.

              ‘—-If you don’t mean any harm               then you better start explaining               real fast.”

      “Shoot me if it will ease your fear.”

           It wouldn’t kill her,                   would likely hurt as her Grace was currently suppressed                        but she was confident he could cause no lasting damage.

     “I know who you and your brother are I merely want to ensure you are both well.”

[ofsongandmusic]

adferttumlumen: 

               he smiles in amusement at her response. she’s clearly excited, and he does appreciate that. he’s glad that sharing his secret has helped her to feel less unsure of herself, and her smile makes his heart swell. she recognises the possibility of improvement, now, and he’s glad of it. she’s an excellent singer, it would be a shame for her to stop. 

               his hand reaches out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, then boop a finger against the very tip of her nose. he’s grinning down at her. there’s nothing else for it; he loves his siblings more than anything in all of creation, and Adriel is no exception. 

               “It took me some time to get this good, Adriel.                 One day, you may surpass me.” 

               Lucifer doesn’t believe that she will. he was built for this, for leading the choir and singing the song of angels. but it is unfitting for him to become swallowed up by pride, so  he pushes the thoughts to the side, and reassured her insecurity, instead. she could pass him. she could. she wouldn’t.

               “Shall we try something else?” 

       Being only a fledgeling of course she had limited experience with self-control.              Lucifer’s words stole her breath away                           she as well did not believe she could surpass him                 but still the faith was appreciated.                     Those five words caused such joy in the tiny angel                            were the reason her little wings flared wide                                   puffed up exhilaration && a small dose of pride;                                          no one could ever be more wonderful than her big brother.

      “I love you Luci!”

             Unable to contain herself Adriel near jumped onto Lucifer       arms wrapping tightly around him as her joy && love radiated freely from her.              He made her grace soar; he was the best && she would always love him                     For in her innocent umber eyes                            he could never do wrong.

      “You’re the best angel ever              I’m so happy you’re my big brother.”

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✿; One year ago on this day, I decided to join the Zelda roleplay community and create this blog under the name forestboylink. Never did I imagine I’d meet so many wonderful people or make the great friends that I have! I’m so very thankful to you all!

The Zelda roleplay community has been nothing but sweet to me, and so I just wanted to give thanks to all of you for making this experience a most enjoyable one and for allowing my muse to grow into who he is now— and may he continue to grow for many years to come!

✿• Special Thanks to those I’ve made great friends with •✿

@effinxi / @twilightiisms (and all your other blogs, because jeeze gurl XD) ✿ @tenebriism ✿ @lxnadea ✿ @lambentlodestar ✿ @axktheterrifyingghost ✿ @condomglitter ✿ @herxina ✿ @zwielichtxeques ✿ @cor-lupina ✿ @ofsongandmusic ✿ @hylianxprince ✿ @fxmiliarity ✿ @umbraimposter ✿ @shattered-ghoul ✿ @legendarylullaby ✿ @crudelisx ✿ @reginalucem

I’m terribly sorry if I’ve missed anyone! This is such a last minute thing! But thank you to all of my followers! Truly! It tickles me pink to see how many people have followed me because they like my muse! Thank you all so very much!! ´͈ ᵕ `͈ ♡°◌̊

[mononusa]

Castiel when did you first meet your younger sister Adriel?

; meme ;; accepting !! ;

       “ It’s been a very long time.        I’m afraid I can’t remember. “

 [ castiel met adriel after one of his first times   he’d been re-educated. it was right after    lucifer’s fall. castiel was in re-education for    rebellion and adriel was in to speak with    naomi. when lucifer fell, she’d cried and    refused to leave the nest she’d built to    show lucifer when he returned. michael   coaxed her out, but she needed to speak   with naomi due to the fact that she still   loved her brother, despite his sins. ]

 [ she was assigned to the newly re-educated   castiel, the intelligence angels thinking   he could set her back in line. he tried,   remaining distant and curt for a time,   but the two soon grew attached to one   another, watching humanity and growing.   eventually, castiel adopted his old views   back, as usual, and rebelled against heaven’s   plan. he was dragged back to re-education,   and his memories were altered and wiped.   he clung to his memories and his love for    his sister, but lost the former. ]

  [ he has gone through multiple re-educations,    and each time adriel asks him if he remembers    her. he remembers his love for her every    time, but he never remembers how they met    or what memories they’d built together. ]

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mononusa:

                “ Adriel. Don’t you                         recognize me? “

         Fingertips raise and brush against          her jawline, blue eyes flashing red.          He hears Castiel, feels his dread           and his guilt at what his sister must          see. Lucifer doesn’t really care.           Like this, she gets to see two of her          favourite brothers as one. 

        Lucifer steps closer, hand nestling in         her hair near the back of her neck. Is         his little sister still as enamoured with         him as she once was? Who knew?          He let a smirk curl over his lips, eyes         dark with treachery. He was free, he         was excited, he wanted revenge. Did         she want the same?

                        “ I missed you. “

      Did he hear the hitch of her breath at the gentle touch against her jaw? Could he feel how her body trembled,                  eyes wide with disbelief && fear,            his hand in her hair causing a s h i v e r down her spine      (big brother burns cold,                   is it frigid Grace that freezes her heart                                    or t e r r o r ?).

           “I-I missed you too Luci.”

     Her eyes are wide, wings quivering                  she isn’t lying she has missed him-            oh he is bad, he is dangerous      she knows he cannot be ‘saved’            does not deserve forgiveness                  but he is still her big brother                        she cannot stop being the adoring younger sibling. 

           “L-Luci?”

           Her gaze has turned pleading                  lips pulled into a concerned pout                        fingers twisting together as hands rest over her stomach                                          (a nervous habit)                                   she needs to speak but fears his reaction.

                 “.... Is Cas okay?            And... Sam, is he... Is he hurt?”

                Adriel loves Lucifer this cannot be denied.               Her happiness at seeing him free once more               is mostly a lie-            (lying to the Devil; foolish little songbird)            for she knows that with Lucifer uncaged           the world was once more in danger of ending.

                                   “.... Where’s Michael...?”

[my-wayward-son-carry-on]

CAS, YOU IS IMPORTANT!!! 

FIGHT ME. 

[ofsongandmusic]

      “C... Cassie?”

           Not Cassie,                  not Cassie wrong               wrong      wrong                  expression awkward upon his face                        shoulders poised too cockily                              so cold; Castiel why are you c o l d                                    when she had always found him so warm before?

           “... What happened to Castiel?”

           Oh she fears who she is speaking with,        trembles && speaks with a quiver in her voice                              but refuses to flee                  (even if she is correct in her assumptions)            not until she knew the fate of her dearest brother.

                             “Please, don’t hurt him, he doesn’t deserve more pain.”

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Quiet as falling snow does she appear with a treasure held safe within her hands— warm, fresh apple pie to be left on a table before with the gentle rustle of feathers she is gone as swift as she arrived. // Adriel feels sad for deen so she wanted to try'n cheer 'em up =w=

         ‘          !? ’

[roachpatrol]

you can like characters who do bad things

stop saying they didn’t do bad things tho

[ofsongandmusic]

prxestes:

                      ‘—-Hey, how’d you get in here?’

            How could she have forgotten to cloak herself?       Every other time she had fluttered in to check upon the brothers                   she had been unseen by their eyes,                         neither aware she had even been there at all.

       “—The door...?” 

            ....       That didn’t sound guilty at all.                   Or suspicious.                         “Um... Okay so maybe I didn’t use the door-                               but I don’t mean any harm, promise!”

[ofsongandmusic]

adferttumlumen: 

     ‘ Well, you can tell Michael– he already knows. ’

He sits, his legs crossed, and invites her to sit near him. His arm hooks around her shoulders and squeezes, for only a second.  Then he goes quiet, and he smiles up at the heavens for a few seconds. 

     ‘ When I was first learning to sing and to talk, I messed up my words.         I couldn’t keep up with the thoughts in my head and languages confused me—        me, can you imagine? I wasn’t very good at anything like that. And then I was.        You will be, too. ’

      “Really?!”

           Her hands rest upon one of his knees,      tiny body leaning towards him as she gazes upon her idol                        stars shimmering in her eyes                   she looks at him as if nothing in this world            is more important than right now                  than this moment       then the attention he was bestowing upon her. 

           “I can’t even imagine you not being amazing;                        but, if you had troubles...                                          O h.”

           The exclamation is barely more than a whisper,      eyebrows raising as understanding dawns over her face. Lacking grace she allows herself to fall onto her rear      legs splayed out before her as her hands rest between her thighs.

           “I understand! If I keep singing, one day I’ll be really good?      Not as good as you of course,                  no one sings as good as you big brother!”

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perfexxions: 

“ I don’t know what you expected. Did you think I’d let you?” He holds the angel blade in his hand, after snatching it from her.                                       “ُThink again.”

        “C-Calm down,                 just give me my blade back                        and everything will be fine!”

              Hands raise, palm facing him         showing she means no harm-                        a shiver slithers down her spine                   wings unseen tremble faintly with trepidation. 

[ofsongandmusic]

Praise @mononusa for being a good friend; a wonderful writing partner && for willingly putting up w/ my clingy whiny && obnoxious ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* \(◕ヮ◕✿)/ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧