I love you a good night

this hungry heart will not subside

teacup nostalgia

good morning, good morning love

it’s only a good night

recarmdra asked:

HI ELI CAN OLIVER HAVE A KISS

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froggster asked:

uguuuu Eli is so cute (the handholding that one time still gets me gah). Can Shizuka get a little kiss?

Always hold hands with the little miss

Lines by Astro

Colors by me

look at me being sly and posting this at 6am secretly

Reblog/Ask with your kiss request!
Beale is available as well if you want, but I haven’t had time to rp her much

that awkward moment when you become your OC.

Amp hasn’t slept in a few days because he’s been trying to keep Wraith from going berserk and following false trails after another looking for Miasma.

I haven’t slept in a couple days dropping the ball on school work.

oops. wrong blog. Whatever.
Also, disabling anon on ask box for a bit til I learn how to deal with all the passive aggressive jabs at me/eli being thrown at me lately.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pw96svM1x48

참 많이 어렸죠 너무 어리석었죠
돌아보면 당신의 수많은 그 눈물이 나를 지켜줬던 거죠

참 많이 울었죠 그댈 원망 했었죠
이젠 알아요 내 곁엔 항상 그대가 함께 한다는 걸

나는 믿어요 귓가를 스치는 바람도
어깨를 적시는 비도 그대임을
참 좋은걸요 이렇게 그대를 느끼죠

많은 시간이 흐른 뒤에 알게 되겠죠
내 모든 시작과 끝은 그대란 걸

약속할게요
언제나 그대 편이 되어주는 것

나 영원히
잡아주세요 내 손을 잡아주세요
안아주세요 내 맘을 안아주세요

Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I don’t want to wake up
On my own anymore

The B Teammmm

Lmao I’m sorry I just really lost steam on this so I was trying to finish it up as quickly as I can. 8 |

One day I’ll do a legit picture of the team.
Thanks everyone for coming out to the stream!

all he ever wanted

So I was like “hmm this looks familiar” the entire time, then I realized Astro drew something exactly like this before oops.

It’s unfortunate that I only really like Eli as a kid.

Inhale

The roof had always been his own domain.  The intimacy of the night sky acted as walls to secure his thoughts, its vastness allowing him to recollect, to recreate. He could hurt the darkness no more than he could grasp it within his fingers, still buzzing with traces of previous excitement.  No one was going to miss a few old paintings anyway.

Exhale

He had to focus now. After all, it was always harder to keep it still, without a set path of destruction. His fingers trembled as the electricity danced in his hands.  Just a few more breaths and it would glow now.  He knew what they looked like, but a peek at the progress never hurt. 

He knew he couldn’t be one of them.  But maybe being a cheap imitation was good enough.

Oops, I’m getting too distracted to finish this.   I’ll work on it later. Past Eli