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swedenis-h · 3 months
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Hello! I"m not sure how relevant this would be to you, but your art about Luke especially gives me the feeling you'd like this author's star wars fan fiction. They're name is irnan on fanfiction.net (ik, but I can download them and send them if needed) but their work is very ot focused. There is a verse on a parent trap au with luke and leia in a universe where anakin leads the rebellion and padme is on naboo, which is my favorite. But there's plenty of canon stuff too, especially with luke character analysis.
Oh awesome!! Thank you so much for sharing!!
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fencesandfrogs · 4 months
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@creed-of-cats replied to your post “Weirdest effect of t on me HAS to be my weird ass...”:
No I get it. I sweat a lot more at night and my sweat is different? Sometimes, especially early on, I was like "this sweat doesn't SMELL like me. My stink is WRONG."
​YEAH exactly.
when i realized i smelled different i was like >:o
but now that i'm used to it its'like. oh yeah that's my gross man scent.
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ryandoesfanart · 20 days
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Cat-Series Nr. 06!! The saga continues! The emotional-support-cat! I´m trying to get into actual comic-drawing and since i´m on the high of my Altmal-Obsession rn, it´s the perfect opportunity for practice! So what do we think of this format? :3 We are at 399 Followers!! Thats so cool, i still can´t believe how big this little altmal-community grew over the past years! Thank you so much to every single one of you! I love drawing for all of you XD
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Lucifer, Oliver, and Fígaro play nice 😸
Marvel Meow #16
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teecupangel · 3 months
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Altaïr: Wait, When did I get a cult?
Malik: Better question- where’d you get the kittens?!
Desmond: More important question- Why are we in Renaissance Italy!!
Ezio: ???
When Desmond accepted his death, he expected to die.
Did he believe in the afterlife?
Not really.
The Farm had never been religious and all those lessons about how the Templars used religion only served to make Desmond ignore it altogether.
Not because he was appalled by the Templars’ ways or because he didn’t believe in a higher being or something deep like that.
No.
He avoided religion because it was boring.
To be more exact, after hearing the same lessons about the connection of the Templars to religion, it became boring.
Just another reminder of his life on the Farm.
So no.
Desmond never thought about the afterlife.
He always assumed he would die and that would be it.
Kaput.
End of story.
Whatever disappointing story he had, anyway.
It might have been disappointing for someone like William Miles but it was a nice one for Desmond. His life in New York felt like a dream. It wasn’t always a happy dream but it was…
Nice.
It felt real.
He felt real.
So when he woke up in one of the Assassin Tombs in Italy, Desmond knew he was alive.
He felt real.
He had to alive.
Then he heard two more people slowly get up and Desmond wondered if this was the afterlife.
Why else would Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad and Malik Al-Sayf be waking up in the same place as him.
When he learned that they were in Renaissance Italy, his first thoughts had been about Ezio. He wanted to find him. He wanted to see him. To make sure he was okay.
He had woken up too late though. The same day as the execution of his father and brothers… in Venice of all places.
He could, theoretically, go to Monteriggioni and meet with Ezio there but… Altaïr and Malik weren’t fit to travel. Something was ‘strange’ about their body, like they weren’t use to it. And it wasn’t just because they had their left ring finger. Malik admitted he could feel the pain of losing his arm over and over again. Altaïr’s body would give up after a few minutes and he seemed to be moving through sheer willpower (or stubbornness… both, it was always both with him) so their priority was to find a secure hideout that wasn’t a tomb.
It took an entire day for Desmond to get enough funds to buy them a small house in Venice and a change of clothes (pretending to be a foreigner who wishes to learn from the great artists worked enough to make the tailor less suspicious… a bit). Desmond didn’t bother to hire any servants and focused on helping Altaïr and Malik get used to their new bodies.
They both remembered up to their deaths and that left countless scars inside them. Altaïr theorized that they need to get use to their new bodies because they had been used to their weakening old bodies. Their new bodies seemed to have been created with the idea of them in their prime.
Before the failure in the temple underneath Jerusalem…
By the time Ezio entered Venice, he had already heard about them. The strange three men who kept to themselves, assisting the thieves of Venice for a price.
Most of the time the price they ask for was information.
Sometimes, they would ask for an IOU, their way of saying the thieves owe them a favor. They mostly used those favors to get the thieves to distract certain guards or to be bait.
Ezio heard from Mario that he should make their acquaintances and greet them before doing any missions in Venice.
It was their turf after all.
He did not expect their home to be a warm one.
… with lots of cats.
Too many cats.
“Altaïr! Who is this?!”
Ezio stepped inside the open doorway that led to the inner courtyard where he heard the shouting. A man wearing simple white robes held a black cat by the armpits in his arms, glaring at another man who was sitting underneath the great tree in the middle of the courtyard. Four cats were sleeping around him and he was petting another cat that was curled on his lap absentmindedly.
“That one followed me yesterday. Ask Desmond what to name that one.” The man named Altaïr-
Wait.
Altaïr?
“Stop bringing more cats! We spend more for their food than we do for ours!”
“Hello?”
Ezio turned around to the sound of the voice behind him. He didn’t even notice him approaching Ezio from behind.
The man standing in front of him holding a small stack of books smiled at him as he said, “It’s nice to finally see you, Ezio.”
“My name Desmond Ibn-La'Ahad. Welcome to our bureau.”
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dawningfairytale · 1 year
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space age bachelor man but kidzbopified
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mikeyp16 · 6 months
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That Moment when ur ex-teammate won’t stop biting ur ankles
Idk lol I don’t have much at the moment so here’s a silly image I made a few days ago.
Inspired by this silly Panel I found funny
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evilbeing · 2 months
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Random thought while I was petting my cat
Do yall think Altaïr and Malik are cat persons?
Altaïr is too Bird coded, I feel like cats would chase and attack his cape and he just doesnt know how to react
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For Malik ,,, I think he wouldn't want a cat to distract him from his work, but eventually he would change his mind the moment the cat fell asleep on his lap or smg
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Btw I Just said Altaïr is Bird coded
What if he is actually Cat coded
I mean, the way he stands ,,, he climbs buildings like a cat,,, and yea he can't swim (ik cats CAN swim but yea)))
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sidetongue · 9 months
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budgie jumping (and falling) for a treat
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sneaky-eel · 8 months
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I don’t think they want the carrots Desmond
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emoscot · 1 month
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idiot 1 and idiot 2 (Frye Twins)
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nightmare-viper · 4 months
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Nah, the creed bros are just like me fr. I'd be giggling and shit like that too id I met Pookiebear Cody
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age-of-moonknight · 2 years
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Marvel Meow (Vol. 1/2021).
Writer and Artist: Nao Fuji
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ryandoesfanart · 2 months
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THEY ARE LOVE SCRATCHES!! They only hurt half as bad UvU i can confirm Altair, don´t worry!!
Number 03 of the Cat-series! we are still going my friends!
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teecupangel · 3 months
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Catboy nonny again
Desmond with a collar with a bell.
From @auroramoon-draws16
Consider: Desmond also in a collar, a cat collar with a lil bell
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The catboy!Desmond ask, the Desmond hates baths sequel and additional ideas of catboy!Desmond for those unfamiliar with it.
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Desmond hated the damn thing.
Sure, it was padded so it didn’t leave a mark and it was the right size that he didn’t feel like it was choking him.
But the problem was…
the little bell.
The fucking bell that makes a cute chiming sound every time Desmond move.
Assassins should be required to wear this damn bell. Let’s see them try and be stealthy-
“Desmond, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?”
Desmond froze.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
He had kept a hold of the bell the entire time but Ezio’s Eagle Vision was already at the level that his hearings were more enhanced than usual.
Was it possible that he heard the bell anyway?
It wasn’t like Desmond could stop the little ball inside the bell from jingling-
“Desmond…” Ezio looked worried as he asked, “Are you planning to chase the guards again?”
Desmond blushed.
That had been an embarrassing moment in his life.
It had been the middle of the night and Desmond saw the light of their lamps and…
He couldn’t explain it.
He just felt the need to chase it.
Why?!
He wasn’t a fucking moth!!!
Desmond quietly nodded, believing it to be the lesser of two evils.
“Then it’s not that.” Ezio said, rubbing his chin, “There’s no way you would confess your plan.”
Desmond glared at Ezio.
So it was a trap then.
Ezio hummed before he looked around.
There was nothing in the garden that Desmond would want to hide as far as Ezio could remember which meant…
“You were planning to jump over the walls again, weren’t you?!” Ezio said as he walked towards Desmond who took a step back, “Do you remember the last time you left without telling any of us?! We looked for you all day and where did we find you? In one of the farms outside! Getting chased by dogs!”
That was one time!
The other times, he was able to return before they even noticed he was gone!
That was an anomaly!
But…
Desmond didn’t say any of that (since it’ll come out as meows anyway) and simply…
… ran.
“DESMOND!”
He knew Ezio was chasing him and his entire body honed in on the very thought that something was chasing him.
And ran even faster…
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Desmond chasing (and freaking out the mercenaries on patrol) is inspired by @supercomicgirl’s replies:
Pointing out, you can make lasers with any crystal. Not necessarily a very sharp light dot. But you can make a beam and have it move around. Cats will chase it. and dogs too… don’t do this unless you want a dog with potentially hyper fixation on light beams. Which, you know, kind of works??? So imagine Altair or Malik holding a crystal up to the light and its refractions causing a little rainbow colored beam. They won’t even notice, but Desmond sure does. Suddenly, flying catboy
It’s not a laser but I kinda like the idea that Desmond’s catboy instincts makes him see ‘lamps’ as something that must be chased.
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ophierian-vp · 5 months
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