#yes that's lyn
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qilingxiong · 4 months ago
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*grumpy old person voice* back in my day (season 1) they just used silhouette filters to make people anonymous on 我们的歌. kids these days smh
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unisongakikoeru · 1 month ago
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wanted to try to draw romeo and i made him flustered for a friend yay ^_^
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lyn-ne · 1 month ago
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are we still doing this meme or am I too late again
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juustozzi · 3 months ago
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been having fun doodling out others' designs on breaks between bigger works!
@daarcee @kuroeko @piotrek-chomik @paimy
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dangermousie · 6 months ago
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I am incredibly confused as to why three main leads all look like they are from three different time periods despite this not being a time travel tale but Qin Jun Jie AND Liu Yuning? I am fucking seated!!!!
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Let’s see if LYN manages to survive this time. My money is on no.
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rqsser · 5 months ago
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vampire!gale au!?! w @pinksiames (like always)
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gale cleven is born in the 1750s, and watches as america becomes a nation. he is born in france, entering the world to a dying mother and a neglectful father. but he cares for his son enough to teach him how they’re different, and how to survive. they live in a house outside of a small town, and he only owns long-sleeved clothes. his mother dies when he’s just a few months old, though gale sees the image of a stake in her chest when he closes his eyes sometimes.
after he spent the majority of his teen years stuck in france with his father, only roaming the empty street in front of his house at night, he manages his way across the seas. he’s in his twenties by now, and is relieved when the boat arrives to boston in the early hours of the morning. gale’d spent weeks aboard that ship with englishmen and frenchmen, throwing the drained overboard when he saw that nobody was awake.
in boston, he encounters a man in a park. he simply watches gale rid a bird of life, and doesn’t look frightened or shocked by the sight. rather, he looks intrigued as the snow falls heavily around them. gale cautiously throws the bird aside and readies himself to chase the man when he runs away screaming. but that doesn’t happen. the man smiles at him, the same sort that he remembers of his mother, with his whole face.
they don’t see each other again until gale watches from a window, the frost covering it making the image blurry, the ships dumping pounds of tea into the harbour. he leaves the building because he’s hungry, and sees the man sitting on a snow-covered bench close to where they first met.
this time, the man doesn’t let gale walk away. he stops gale, introduces himself as john egan, an englishman in the military. he doesn’t ask questions about the bird, or the clear unnatural bulge in gale’s coat pockets. they talk for hours, gale’s never felt so light, his heart beats in his chest strong, and he’ll never forget that feeling. it’s not until john is called to the frontlines that they part for more than a few hours. gale didn’t know what that feeling was, when he was with john, but he knew that he would search to the ends of the earth for it.
in 1776, gale meets john again. they pass each other in new york city, at night. john was able to watch america become what it is with him. birds seem to be a token of their presence, because as pigeons swarm around another emptied bird, gale feels.
john dies in the revolutionary war. a woman spots gale in an alley, hunched over himself, but she shrieks when gale looks up at her. a boy lays next to him, not older than fifteen, white as a ghost. gale’s mouth is red, and it trails down his chin, drips to his hands. he couldn’t feel anymore. 1778, a knife is plunged to his heart.
1847, gale looks at his own grave. his heart can no longer race in his chest, and the cold doesn’t affect him. it takes longer to come back to life than he realized it would, and now he might’ve been too late to look for john.
technically, gale was born three years ago, but looks to be in his late twenties. he thinks about his coward of a father, hiding in that house in france, alone. he, unlike his last life, educates himself on whatever he could understand. he learns about the destruction of the tea at boston harbour, which he had witnessed himself.
gale goes out every night, but tries to keep himself away from people. he prefers the trees. one night, he sees a guy around his supposed age running along the tree lines. his presence makes gale uneasy.
he comes out of the forest to make himself known, and the guy slows to a stop. he’s blonde this time. gale grins at him, and the guy stares at him for a moment before introducing himself. his name is bucky. no last name is provided.
gale smiles with his whole face.
send an ask if you have any questions or want more of this au:)
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The impossible has become possible...
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louderfade · 1 year ago
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lady-dulcinea · 6 months ago
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Dracula, Das Musical
Lyn Liechty as Mina Murray Jesper Tydén as Jonathan Harker
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abbyshands · 7 months ago
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i seriously hate when someone says smt to you when you’ve got your headphones in, but when you take them out and say “hm?” they go “nevermind”
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lofi-toast · 1 month ago
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Dr silver
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lyn-ne · 1 month ago
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@rick-ety
the girliesssssss
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silent-shanin · 2 years ago
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I finished my first Fire Emblem game
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lyntergalactic · 11 months ago
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art: the bestworst pairing you've ever heard of
something i drew as a treat for @swrarepairs because the prompt scarred me for life and then made me cackle: jabba the hutt/jar jar binks
i will spare all y'all who don't want to see delightfully cursed fanart by throwing it under a cut
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moshieee · 4 months ago
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I hate when I have brain rot of my own OCs smh
Still unsure about the colors
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This isn't even all of them...
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autumnslance · 2 years ago
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Black Magic Woman
(I am so bad at playing this job but I keep trying anyway for glams & poses and maybe one day I'll even figure out how it works)
Gshade Filter: Maya Shungite Colorful. Gpose Filter: Bright 1 Darkened studio, just using Gpose's droplights. Very minor contrast adjusts in Picasa3.
Gear: Exclusive Eastern Journey Circlet (Store), Kokuko Dogi (PvP Genyo gear) dyed Dark Purple, Claws of the Beast dyed Turquoise Green, Makai Priestess's Skirt, Viera Sandals dyed Dark Purple, Scintillant Staff dyed Turquoise Green, some basic jewelry.
I'm noticing that some PvP gear pieces that I dislike, or am simply "eh" about, on my other ladies look really good on Iyna. I'm please this robe works for her; it looks like a stormcloud.
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