#and his starshine

[innytoes]

Happy birthday @invisibleraven

The problem with soulmate dreams was that they could be so damn vague. Reggie dreamed of stars. Stars, and sparkles, supernovas he could get lost in, warm sparkling glitter he could trail his fingers through, that tinkled like piano notes when he touched them. He always woke up feeling warm, and happy, and loved.

Well, at least it was better than Alex, who dreamed of crashes. No wonder the poor guy had anxiety.

Sometimes, Reggie wondered if his true love was an astronaut. But then, what astronaut would want a schmuck like him, walking dogs while trying to get their band off the ground. For a short while, he thought for sure the handsome baker at the coffee shop was his true love, his soulmate. Why else would he always put little star sprinkles on his donuts? Until he introduced Reggie to his wife, Estrella.

Reggie kind of gave up after that. He didn’t want to mess up again and lose something more important than a great coffee shop because he was too embarrassed to go back. What if his next not-soulmate worked at the music store and he got it in his head they were the one because they got a tattoo with a star, or something?

It was going to happen when it was going to happen, he thought. That’s how soulmates worked. No point worrying about it.

So he wasn’t looking anymore, that New Year’s Eve. They’d booked a killer gig in the Trevor Wilson’s mansion. Sadly, as Reggie discovered on Instagram, Trevor Wilson himself wasn’t going to be there, off at some Hollywood party, but his daughter’s band was doing a thing too and Alex loved them from the second Reggie showed him the videos.

So they played their gig, and Alex danced along to Dirty Candi, and apparently he was so enthusiastic they were invited to stay instead of having to scram before midnight. Hey, who were they to turn that down? So Alex got to dance and Luke got to gape at all the pretty guitars hung on the wall and Reggie got to... well, he wasn’t sure yet. He avoided the drinks stations with actual real life mixologists, though he did score some wicked awesome snacks. There didn’t seem to be a dog or a cat he could befriend (his go-to at parties), so he made his way outside. He bet the view of the fireworks would be killer out here. Rich people probably had all kinds of illegal stuff, and you could see pretty far along the coast from here.

Two girls were messing around with sparklers outside, trying to make a heart with them while the other took their picture. Then they swapped. Reggie tried not to be a creep, but he did crane his neck just a little to see how it had turned out on the girl with the braids’ phone.

Except she caught him, and pointed at him. He was about to stammer an apology, when she said: “Hey, pretty boy, can you take our picture?”

“Oh, uh, sure!” he said, fumbling as she shoved the phone at him. He waited until they both lit their sparklers again, and grinned when they each made half a heart. “That was awesome!” he called, showing them the picture. “You nailed it on the first try.”

The girls high-fived. The one with the curly hair bit her lip, smiling. “In that case, we have some sparklers left over. You want one?”

Alex would kill him for playing with fireworks. He wanted to say he was banned after The Firecracker Incident when they were fourteen, but it was just a sparkler, right? Besides, he wanted to look cool in front of these cute girls. “Sure!”

He took a sparkler, beaming when the girl lighted her own first, holding it out for Reggie to light his.

When their sparklers touched, Reggie... well, later he would say that he saw stars. All of a sudden he felt warm, and happy, and loved. All of a sudden, he understood all his soulmate dreams. All of a sudden, he didn’t just see stars, he felt them, inside of him, sparkling and shining and burning bright like a supernova. 

He looked up at the girl in front of him, so beautiful in the fading glow of their sparklers. “It’s you,” he breathed.

“You’re... you’re my soulmate,” she whispered, before flinging herself at him, catching him in a hug. He hugged her back, laughing, spinning her around, feeling the stars bubbling up inside him, dancing around them, her giggle tinkling like piano notes.

Now that he understood his soulmate dreams, he wouldn’t have them any other way. Julie was his star, burning bright, guiding him home, making him feel warm, and happy, and loved. She was his soulmate.

[ruth-westside]

The Guardian Horses, based on their Circles (and their disciplines to a lesser degree)

A month ago, I asked what the Guardians' appearances should be based on if they were ever redesigned, and their Circles won.

Starshine: Snowflake Appaloosa Mustang. Western/Endurance. Concorde: Gold Champagne Akhal-Teke. Dressage. Tin-Can: Minimal Appaloosa Friesian Cross. Vaulting. Meteor: Paint Thoroughbred (or basic sport breed). Showjumping.

[toruq]

jump school

[calamitydawning]

they are the same to me

[qcoded]

Got a fanart of this AU the other day and decided to draw a small revamp to The Collector's design :P

Might draw some more lore related stuff for this

[comingyourlugubriousness]

Gamers don't lose Yume can take that L.(ꈍᴗꈍ)ε｀*)～♡

Late, but I suddenly got the urge to do @ashipiko's lipstick/kiss challenge! There have been some great ones already check them out! ^v^

(Tumblr kills quality click for better view.)

I wouldn't be me if I didn't meme.

Also a gif bc why not:

[cmentary-drive]

Victor with his theraphy horse :)

cw: mentions of suicide

Victor was studying to become a doctor, deja vu of the racing college life and academic pressure led to his attempt of taking his own life.

After the failed attempt, he was reccomended to change his enviroment, reconect with nature - have some peace and calm, take his time to heal. He settled in dundull and even tho he dropped out of college - he's working as Dr. Eiren's assistant. Quiet, peacfull slow life - little pressure and doing something useful for those in need. Mistfall offered him all he needed.

[stardustcatcher]

where jake? THERE JAKE

[sabrina-valerie]

Imagine an f/o who's grown so used to you giving them kisses that instead of asking for them like a normal person they just stand there expectantly and then get upset and pouty when you pretend that you have no idea what they want you to do.

[outcast-thingz]

Where's that one tik tok audio when you need it

"Oh he's cute -He's a murderer! But he's cute~"

[wisemins]

on a wonka note: willy wonka is autistic. literally no arguments to be made. i don't need to prove it. he is the proof.

[makeanartsave]

Another new blorbo! This time brought to you by the exciting character creation mechanics of the Traveller TTRPG system!

Elio Dax was a smalltown, Earthborn boy with stars in his eyes and dreams of adventures with a trusty crew. As soon as he came of age, he enlisted with the intergalactic navy and worked his way up through the ranks of the command track. His time in the navy was filled with hard work, good friends, love and betrayal.

Inevitably, Elio's instinct-driven approach and his protective streak would prove incompatible with the strict procedures of the navy. He was honorably discharged and was almost immediately approached by the IIDA (Intergalactic Intelligence and Defense Agency) and was recruited as an intelligence officer.

Through charm, diplomacy and cunning, Elio spent several years spying, uncovering plots and protecting civilians. And while he enjoyed helping people, the subterfuge and solitude was a far cry from the adventures and camaraderie he'd dreamt of as a kid.

Elio eventually decided to leave the intelligence service to pursue his boyhood dream: to captain his very own crew on adventures though the stars. And with the help of an intrepid journalist he'd met on his final mission, he set out to find a ship and assemble a crew!

[qcoded]

WIP :P

[comingyourlugubriousness]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

An Adam's family dress-up inspired by my friend @bunnwich and I's conversations lol. The pencil mustache is a must on Yume. I had this idea mulling around in my mind for a while and wanted to do something silly for October.

Edit: SO originally this was just one picture but then I saw the scene here and I had to draw it. Extra and stuff and version w/glasses under cut.

I found a reference image on Google, but after I drew I found out that it had a watermark! It took a bit of reverse searching but the original was drawn by @/beecher-arts. Who, I respectfully am not tagging so they don't see my cringe ship art lol.

Reference: X

Version with glasses:

[cmentary-drive]

Odette post fighting Sabine

[ald3r-wolfcak3]

Since it's Dark Core day, here the rewrite! Mr. Sands;

Yeah, so I probably forget to mention but I want the whole starshine legacy story take place in 2004 since I am a sucker for the early 00s lol

So, Owen D. Sands working as a history teacher in Jorvik High. Most of the students really likes his lectures, since he always manage to talk about the history of Jorvik. Ghosts, aliens, singing runestones, talking trees. Some sees him as some old man, who has a weird obsession of the cryptic.

Around the time Lisa start to awake her soulrider power, Mr. Sands goes to Jorvik stables more offen. He do nothing, mostly watching Sabine training and giving out tips and then left before anyone can question him.

One time Lisa asks about the myth of Jorvik Wilds 'cuse she heard someone said Starshine is one. The man froze for a bit, but then start to explain Jorvik has a very vast part of forest which to unknown even to the rangers of the island. Those rumored wild horses living on the deep of the wood, avoiding humans because only the specials are able to make a bond between them.

Of course Lisa then asks Linda, what she knows about Jorvik Wilds and she tells basicly the same thing as Mr. Sands. As they talk about Mr. Sands Linda show some weird newspaper cutout about a man from 1890 who looks very similar to their teacher. This man called John Sands who startes a company called "Deep Core" but soon after the company oppened their first coal mine, due to an unknown cataclism it crushed. In the disaster John Sands was on the front line to save the miners who traped down. He and his horse, called Little Starshine. Due to old picture quality Lisa not sure, but she sure the horse is a blue roan with white tiped mane, and it's physical stracture very familiar to Starshine.

Linda then add she heard about a rumor around Pine Hill mansion, Mr. Sands used to have a really close bond one of his horses and some said that horse was born around the time when Mr. Sands's grandfather, John Sands.

Linda also mentions in 1980 his families's company get sold to an unkown buyer and renamed as "Dark Core." In 1983 the mansion almost burned down due to some electronic malfunction and Mr. Sands lost his wife, daughter and his beloved horse, Little Starshine.

"I don't know what I would do if I lost Meteor" Linda mumble "He is me, and I am him"

Lisa says nothing, but for some reason she thinking about Starshine