#hipster!au

[rachell-redacted]

New art for this AU, with a little backstory this time. Rough sketch for Chell could be found here.

Doug worked as a programmer for Google for some time, but had to leave the company. His department was developing AI, wich seemed unfriendly to Doug. This caused a stress, and doctors told him clearly: stress will make Doug's disease worse. So he left Google and now paints, creates designs for tattoos and applies them.

[rachell-redacted]

The rose has also been used as a sign of silence and secrecy.

Chell sketch for modern or hipster AU (or this AU as well).

[ravenfrostflight]

sO 

MY FRIEND AND I STARTED A BILLDIP RP

AND WE COMBINED THE STRIPPER!AU AND THE HIPSTER!AU

WHOOPS

[hello-shellhead]

Same style as last drawing though this one is more piercing! LOL bad pun!

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[cock-taviuss]

//You can't sit with us //✨✌👌✨ More hipster!jedtavius :) ;) Jedidiah: @spookyjed Octavius: @spookycock-tavius Photographer: Dennis Larson

[cock-taviuss]

but what about hipster jedtavius tho

JESUS CHRIST THIS IS ADORABLE AFFFF THO. 

LIKE THANK YOU THO, YOUR INCREDIBLY AMAZING!!! LIKE I LOVE THIS. SO MUCH AHHHHHHHHHHH HhjhkjashdaksjhsKAHFCKHKFDJHAKJHALHAD !!! 

art by: decapitatedmann

jedpapa we shuld totes do this tho. like yassss gaga yass 

[akatsukichelsei]

Drawing warmup (about to do some character sheets!). Since I cosplayed him yesterday I decided to draw Hipster!AU Zuko. Enjoy~ (Getting better at shoes!)

[ellewood117]

Balance Sundered (Part 3)

Part 3: aka when we finally see Dorian and his glorious sassy self. Inspired by starfleetspectre AU!Hipster verse and looking at all of theon-stark and stripeydani‘s work.

Short piece but I’ll post Part 4 soon.

Medical inaccuracies, as well as coffee shop inaccuracies, abound.

The next morning Cullen found himself staring into space over a large bag of dark coffee beans. "The machine won't refill itself, Cullen." Dorian quipped from the cash register. The morning rush was over and the cafe was empty for now. One of the younger employees scurried around wiping down tables. "Oh dear, bad day at the clinic?" "Hmm?" Cullen pulled himself from his thoughts and looked over at his boss. He and Dorian were the same age (technically Cullen was a few years older but he tried not to think about it) but whereas Cullen was a 30-something barely scraping by on minimum wage and government assistance, Dorian was the successful owner of a coffee shop. They'd had a fling, it had been fun, but they were better friends and Dorian had offered him a job. "You always get this look on your face," Dorian swept a hand over his own, "when something rather dramatic happens at that horrid place. Did someone die again?" "What? No." Cullen let out a sign. "Christ Dorian, people don't just drop dead there and it's not as terrible a place as you imagine." Dorian seemed loath to the idea of healthcare, more so that Cullen did it without pay. "So what happened?" His manager turned to him fully, arms crossed. Cullen fiddled with one of his many ear piercings. "Just a new patient. He's going to be trouble, I'm pretty sure." "There's new patients all the time, what's different about this one?" "I don't know, he's..." Dorian knew about his past drug use. "I look at him and I could have been that so easily. It's...this is so stupid, but--" "You want to save him?" Dorian hid his cleverness well behind sarcasm and feigned disinterest, but there was very little he ever missed. Cullen found his hand rubbing the back of his neck as a blush spread throughout his cheeks. "I--well, when you say it like that it sounds even worse." And it sounded totally self-serving. Cullen clenched his teeth, eyes downcast.  Dorian chuckled gently. "I understand the allure," he uncrossed his arms and turned back to the cash register. "It's what attracted me to you." "What?" "I had this foolish notion to save you, when we got together." Dorian's eyes were soft as he looked over his shoulder to the blond. "Little did I know, you needed no such help. You saved yourself." "I..." That's not what had happened in Cullen's mind but the rush of emotion he got from Dorian's words made his head spin. He was also fairly certain his face had become a deep shade of red. "Th-that's very kind of you to say." "It's simple truth, darling. You wear modesty a bit too well." Dorian's eyes sharpened as a customer wandering into the cafe and he put on his most charming smile. "Be careful where you place your concerns, though." "You're not the first to tell me so." Cullen assured him and lifted the large coffee bag, pouring it slowly into the grinder as Dorian went into business mode with the customer. He blew out a sigh as his thoughts turned back to the clinic and Samson.