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Project Mixtape (Moodboard)

SYPNOSIS. What do you do when you couldn’t find the right words to say? You express yourself through different means, of course. But what about years worth of things left unsaid? Well then, what better way to do so than express it through a mixtape, right?

PROMPT. Prompt #23 [The Way You Said “I Love You”]: Through a song

TROPES. F2L; Idiots in love; Slow Burn; Two timelines; Non-linear storylines

WC. 17k words. [Subject to change since I haven’t finished the story yet.]

WARNINGS. Unedited; Grammatical errors; This fic is written in tagalog so most of the story won’t make sense to some; Slow burn. You know what that means, folks. [angst. lots of it.]

NOTES. Ah hello, hello! It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I know I’ve got this habit of disappearing and then popping out of nowhere dropping another fic of some sort. Well, here it is! My very first commissioned/gift! A story written for a dear friend of mine. It took me what? Almost five months writing this thing? Wowza. Anyway, this is my first time posting a teaser-ish kind of thing for a story cause I made a moodboard and all, I figured- why not?

DEDICATION. There is beauty in stories. It’s where you can escape when reality hits too hard. And while people may not know it but sometimes, all we ever need are just little opportunities for an escape. Just for a little bit. And so this is for you, dearest. Belated happy birthday. Hope it’s worth the wait.

FIC RELEASE. Sometime next week-ish?

She just wants to rest. Really. After the day she had just endured, would it be too much to burrow herself onto her beloved bed?

Looking at the parcel placed at their now clutter-free counter, Rianne’s message had finally made sense. Just one day, she lamented internally, reaching for the post it stuck on the parcel, reading what’s written on it.

You know how I’m shit at expressing my thoughts so I figured, if I can’t tell you directly, what better way than to tell you the best way I know how, right?

Kinda old school, but here’s a mixtape of some of the music I found myself listening into these past few months. I hope they convey what this heart of mine can’t.

So. Will you listen?

Despite the nondisclosure of the sender’s identity, the neat handwritting had given it away and while it’s been awhile since she last heard from him, she couldn’t help the onslaught of emotions rushing within her.

It’s been awhile. And yet, she couldn’t find it in her to ignore him despite her brain screaming at her.

Ah well. It wouldn’t hurt her if she hear him out, right?

Ever since my retirement, I’ve done an abundance of things to keep myself occupied over the years. I’ve taken up crocheting, baking, and gardening. I also enjoy going on evening walks down by the river and the occasional stroll through Stanley Park. All these things I could never do as an Assassin, because I never had the time.“

―An elderly Alana stating her post-Assassin activities, March 1924.

A portrait of former Master Assassin Alana Rose Dorian as she appeared in August of 1924.


This piece is a commissioned piece done by my wonderful friend @temeyes!!

Master Assassin Vivian Cadieux-Foden (b. February 19th, 1921), the childhood friend of fellow Master Assassin and Mentor Isabelle Allard, c. March 1960.

She was also known by her other aliases:

The Raven

The Ghost of Manchester

This piece is a commissioned piece done by my wonderful friend @temeyes!

The Iron Rose of England.

Master Assassin Alana Rose Dorian, Mentor of the British Brotherhood of Assassins, c.May 1876.

These retouches of Alana done by @temeyes look absolutely beautiful! Check out her blog if you want to see some brilliant art!

“You were like another son to me, Xavier!”

Master Assassin Alana Rose Dorian during her fight against her nephew and godson Xavier Baudin in 1903, which is in the story Glaube und Verrat, a story @temeyes and I collaborated on!

This piece is a commissioned piece done by my good friend @temeyes!

“We are nothing but pawns in a violent game of chess, where the ethics and rules of the game have been discarded in favour of bloodshed and brutality against their fellow man.”

-Isabelle Miranda Allard, Mentor of the French Brotherhood of Assassins, October 1959.

Photo on the left is her Official Military Portrait in 1950, and the one on her right is her attire as Mentor in 1960.

These pieces are commissioned pieces painted by my good friend, the wonderful @temeyes!

kit-ken:

This is what happens when you say you don’t like a character. You then fall for said character. It’s my own fault

But thank you to the always wonderful @titanialev for creating this piece for Riddle and my lovely but tired Twst OC Kat.

I literally love it so much. Dina absolutely captured everything I was envisioning. And is always so sweet to work with.

Truly a big thank you to Ken for always trusting and allowing me to one discover new characters ,two allowing me to draw her amazing, pretty and strong OC .

Always coming with amazing ideas, so thank you for making me part of this

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