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summonerscenarios · 4 years

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this is my first ask here so please ...... be gentle. 😖 S-so wha-what are your T-Top 10 favorite Charakters in TAS? a-and could you give me l-like 1 or 2 reason please. (sorry if I write it weird I'm a little nervous) and if somebody already ask you this ...... I'm sorry

Heyya hun no need to be nervous it’s totally chill!!! Always happy to ramble about favs! Honestly I probably have waaaaaaaay too many favorites to narrow down (but honestly don’t we all?) but if i had to narrow it dowwwwwwwnn-

(also these are in no particular order)

I like Mr. Triton specifically because of the gogo event. Being one of the first events i played I’m not gonna lie it’s one of my favorites - his special event after the main event too was just PEAK. ALSO IS RESPECT FOR THE OCEAN? As someone who both deeply fears and loves it I WISH I had that level to just scream how much i love smth like that - it’s a powermove and honestly iconic.

I really like Shiro too! I’ve probs said it before but I see a lot of myself in him especially the flaws - it was essentially “lmao man that’s pretty funny...WAIT A SECOND-” Also the way he treats the D-evils???? They’re his kids you can’t convince me otherwise - he celebrates their birthdays and goes to their recitals like the doting father he is and that’s the FACTS.

Also Ryota! Being one of the first people aside from Sal that you meet I naturally got attached - but honestly after hearing how he struggles with a desire to be important to someone and to have that one of a kind relationship whilst fearing being left behind??? Man that shit hit me WAY TOO HARD. Like damn talk about too close to home aasdfghjkl. Also just the fact that he just wants people to be happy and not fight? Seriously if everyone in TAS had that mentality the game would be a hell of a lot shorter im just saying.

Okay this one is probably super obvious BUT THE CRAFTERS. I LOVE EM TOO MUCH SO TO SAVE SPACE IM BUNCHING EM UP. Kurogane and Heph especially like they’re honestly my favorite guild in the game so ANY time they show up I get stupidly giddy like ‘THERE THEY ARE THERE’S MA BOYS’ so you can imagine how happy I am with the current event going on rn~

Honestly all of the Shinjuku teachers are cool too! Though I do wish we got to see more of them! I love the dynamic between Jinn and Triton and honestly Mononobe’s just a stressed dad of an entire school just trying to keep em all together like SOMEONE GET THIS MAN A MEDAL AND CHAIR TO REST IN ASAP. Also Ziz??? Goddd I love her sm!!! She’s so nurturing (even tho it’s potentially self destructive) and I loved her in the valentine event! Plus when she said we were known as the trouble child? Yikes just shoot me in the knees it’ll hurt less asdfghjkl

Zao is also a fav tho it started off veryyyy reluctant! Honestly every time he got exasperated with the MC even I got stubborn when he demanded we back down and this is coming from someone with the backbone of wet spaghetti! The cave scene in his event though??? I will admit my heart did melt a little bit. ALSO MOUNTAINS??? HELL YEAH I WANNA CLIMB A MOUNTAIN SIGN ME UP I say as someone deathly terrified of heights asdfghjk

I also love a lot of the Yoyogi academy characters! Gunzo is probs my top fav from there because just his whole thing is just so cute. ALSO HIS DEDICATED DENIAL TO THE SPIRITS ON HIS BACK ONLY TO TRIP UP SO MANY TIMES AND PRETEND IT DIDNT HAPPEN??? THIS MAN CAN BE SUCH AN IDIOT SOMETIMES AND FUCK ME IF IM NOT SMITTEN. We honestly love lack of braincells in this house can relate I’m dumb as shit.

Durga too!! she’s honestly so headstrong and I can appreciate her drive to always be number 1! Tho I can totally understand how she goes a liiiiil bit too far (ie most of her events asdfghjkl) Also ngl she is super fun to doodle.

MELUSINE. NEED. I. SAY. MORE. Like the more I learn about her the more I wanna find the person who broke her heart. Like dw just give me a name and location I just wanna talk. Her design is breathtaking and the more events I see her in the more I honestly just love her character.

GARMR. I CAN’T BELIEVE I DIDN’T MENTION HIM SOONER. ABSOLUTE BABY BOY. Like I KNOW realistically he’s a big ol rough n tumble guard dog who could break my bones with a too hard hug but that will NOT stop me from seeing him as a loyal fluffy child.

Idk if this counts but I also like the MC’s potential? like obviously the MC is mostly centered around what we as the player want them to be but they’re just so interesting to delve into??? especially because of their circumstances. Like they’re literally thrown into a world with nothing but a name and a phone and they’re flying through everything by the seat of their pants and because they’re ‘lucky’ enough to have 23 souls crammed into them??? LIKE THAT IS A LOT TO HAVE ON YOUR SHOULDER. if anybody needs to go to some kind of therapy its them - Also I personally hc that they probably have a severe attachment to all of the things that they have like photos and even little things like receipts and stuff just to know that they still have those memories to cling to because they dont have any prior - sad hours in this house tonight folks.

Okay I’m gonna stop here cause I know for a fact I’ve gone way over 10. Sorry about going a lil overboard there ^^’Thank you so much for asking darling and I hope you have a wonderful day~!

#quantumsbq #Juno ramblings #oooohh boy i got way too carried away again #im so sorry about rambling ya'll i know you're here for the content but i just couldnt help myself asdfghjk

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papa-1-rights-activist · 4 years

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Could you tell us some things about your characters?

thank you so much for this ask :D sorry for such a late response, but ngl i got very excited and started writing shit down as soon as i saw it, but then it turned into an entire essay and i had to cut down a ton of stuff until i decided to write it in a list of some sort kjhgkjfgkfg

currently i have like 11 fan characters in total so i will start with 4 to not infodump too much at a time

and i’ll admit that literally all of these guys were made for shipping purposes, but they all have different personalities and dynamics with canon characters. i’m such a sucker for writing couples, so many things to explore, that’s like my favourite thing ;w;

it got very long so imma put it under the cut \o/ (hopefully it works bc tumblr has been pretty unpredictable lately)

sorry if it’s probably way more than just “some things” but i couldn’t help it, i just love these guys so much and i don’t get to talk about them often u v u

e n j o y ~

imma start with the one you guys are more familiar with

Lucas

one of the cardinals in Ghost’s church

Mexican

in his late 40s (like 46-47)

hardworking, ambitious

pretty composed

huge „your teacher from english class who’s also a dad” energies

his character can be summed up to, as someone has said, „he’d kindly but sternly correct your shitty posture”

currently takes the 3rd place of most „best employee of the month” awards (Copia is 4th at that time)

he and Copia start off as rivals for the 2nd place (bc no one can beat whoever is the 1st)

but wouldn’t you guessed it, they end up dating

Lucas has a fair collection of various rodents, including rats. Actually, he’s the one who infected Copia with love for them. Luc prefers ferrets (that’s a rodent right kjhfgkjgh)

he doesn’t really get angry, but when he does he really goes off

he writes poetry, which is actually very, very bad, but Copia loves it to bits which makes Luc feel validated to write more

because his language is so similar to italian, Lucas can implement a lot of spanish into his conversations with Copia, while the other will reply in italian and they will still understand each other (ofc there are some exceptions that result in miscommunication, but that just makes it all more fun)

Copia shared with him that he’s writing music for his album (even tho he wasn’t supposed to tell anyone) and Lucas was more than happy to help him in the process…which was mostly moral support and a few suggestions.

he loves calling Copia “cariño”, “mi amorcito”, “mi alegría” and other cute names in spanish

once Lucas mentioned he used to play flute and Copia immediately decided to include a flute solo in one of his songs, so Luc could play it. Unfortunately things didn’t go as he planned and he had to change it to sax solo

The thing about Lucas is that Imperator sees him as a threat. She’s been plotting with Copia to get him to papacy for a long time, but in the end she isn’t the one who decides who will be in charge, so Copia has to work hard to deserve it. He was already a hard worker, but unfortunately Lucas works harder. It creates this dillema for Copia, bc on one hand he does want to become Papa and in order to do that he has to get rid off competition. But on the other he loves Lucas and he wants what’s best for him.

(i’ll probably post the pic above in a separate post with other doodles, i just wanted to show sth new and relevant)

Elise & Greg

Imma put these two together bc it’s impossible to talk about one without the other.

they work together in a company that takes art commisions such as paintings & murals and their restorations. They’re both pretty skilled in those departments, except Elise specialises in art restoration while Greg specialises in murals and frescos. And ofc one day they’re hired by the church.

they’re both pretty good at painting (but the thing about restoration is that you don’t have to be a great artist to do that, it has more to do with chemistry tbh)

They live together and have been very good friends for a few years now

they both went through some traumatic events in their lives, but maybe i’ll leave that part for another day (or i’ll leave it in my fanfic they’re from that i need to finish ;w;)

they’re very supportive of each other, but also they like to mess with one another

their chat is filled with horny texts about other people

Elise

34 years old

British

a bit awkward, tends to stutter when nervous

very sweet overall, feels the need to be everyone’s therapist

autistic, which shows mostly through her sensitivity to certain textures

hates onions (bc the texture is awful)

gets very emotional very quickly when she sees cute animals. She will use her baby talk to speak with them (which is sth that Copia does too with his rats and once he catches her doing that as well, he feels less embarrased about it)

Cirrus was the first one from the church to actually talk to her and show her around, making her feel a bit more welcome in an unfamiliar place

she talks through her sleep. A lot. Copia finds it very amusing…and adorable.

she discovers that Papa III has fallen hard for her friend way before he himself realises that, but then she’s also the kind of person to not see her own feelings for someone

she finds working on restoration quite relaxing. It’s sth she can fixate over and do for hours (even tho it’s not recommended)

a bit of a workaholic

another thing she finds relaxing is sitting in a corner somewhere warm and doodling people she sees around the abbey (mostly those she finds attractive lol so mostly Cirrus and Copia)

eventually ends up with Copia and Cirrus in a poly relationship

she also finds Cumulus cute, but the ghoulette isn’t interested in another romantic relationship. the one she has with Cirrus is enough for her.

Elise’s relationship with Copia is basically two dorks trying to impress the other while trying not to be too obvious about it, while her relationship with Cirrus is bisexual equivalent of „shy nerd has a crush on a cool girl leading the cheerleaders squad and shopes she doesn’t know. She knows.”

(had to doodle sth real quick bc i can’t believe that i don’t have a single good pic of him lol)

Greg

37 years old

Polish (bc ofc he is)

pretty stoic, might come off as cold

he gives cute nicknames to people he likes (in polish ofc)

he’s actually pretty cheesy and wholesome, but you wouldn’t know that bc he shows his affection through a language that no one understands (which is what he wants, he doesn’t want others to know he actually cares)

has some trust issues, so it’s harder for him to become friends with people

huge Scorpions fan. no, like really, he’s obsessed and will share his music taste with whoever will listen (which is mostly Eli and Papa III lol)

knows a few words in italian, but mostly those related to art after he’s been studying it for a few years. He doesn’t speak it, but he can read it.

he owns a guitar signed by Kirk Hammett (his musical crush)

he’s the kind of guy who will call the person he likes „my dear”, „my love”, „sweet pea” in his mother language and then tell that person it means „dickhead”, „loser” and „lazy ass”

his stay at the abbey is just laying under the ceiling and doing fresco for most of the day, visiting Elise in her art studio and dealing with Papa’s bullshit

Papa eventually starts coming up to lay beside Greg on the construction and watch him work. They tend to just lay in silence while a mix of Scorpions and ABBA plays from the radio. There’s barely any space for a second person, but Greg would lie if he said he didn’t find it endearing.

one time Greg fell off the construction and broke his leg bc of that dumbass (but it’s his dumbass uwu)

anyway he eventually starts dating Papa III

Papa purrs to Greg in italian and Greg speaks sweet words to him in polish (tho it took him a lot of time to get comfortable with that)

their relationship is your typical „1 brain cell and 1 dumbass” and under certain circumstances simply „2 disastrous dumbasses”

they once burnt down Elise’s apartment on accident and the only things they managed to save were the art supplies and Greg’s guitar

anyway

here are these guys in comparison to their partners in this silly style, bc all the other drawings are outdated ;w;

Melea

45 years old

American

fashion designer commissioned byt the Ghost’s church

huge fan of old rock

for a long time her relationship with Papa III was purely professional. He came to her studio, she took some measurements, they discussed what he would like and then he left and they didn’t see each other until the next meeting to try the outfit on, to make some changes, or for another project.

well that is until she asked him to stop putting his face paint on so he wouldn’t ruin the fabrics

i share this popular headcanon that Papa III is pretty self conscious about his clean face, so it was kind of hard to convince him at first

eventually their sessions became that much more personal because of that

she’s a bit superstitious, believing that some things may cause bad luck

collects crystals with good energy

she’s in a way a modern witch…but it’s not like she tries to be one

knows french fairly well, which allows her to talk to Papa (who also speaks it) when they don’t want others to understand them.

huge mum energy

loooves watching conspiracy theories. Sometimes she will pick one of the more ridiculous ones during her sessions with Papa and will argue and try to convince him it’s true, making it seem like she fully believes it, even if she doesn’t – just to fuck with him

and a few times she actually did convince him. Then had to tell him she wasn’t serious and oh my god the millenials aren’t killing the pillow industry by going vegan

anyway at some point they start dating which eventually leads to them getting married ;w;

her relationship with Papa is very soft and romantic. they have the same energy as Morticia and Gomez in regard of how loving they are to each other

also some chibis of these two bc again, all the other drawings are a bit outdated ;w;

#asks #sweet-marionette #it was so much fun \o/#my art #ff talk #art talk

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franeridart · 5 years

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I take issue with affection being the only competition Kiri is never going to lose at. Our shark boy is amazing and definitely a more than worthy rival

(Justto be clear, I don't actually take issue with it, I was just joking and wanting to spread some more love for our boy who can't see how awesome he is.)

I never said it’s the only one he’ll ever win at, just that it’s the only one he’ll never lose at :)

Anon said:Self care? Looking through your kiribaku tag! I swear it banishes all my bad thoughts it's like a slice of heaven thank you so much for fueling my love for my fave boys with your amazing art !! I hope you have an amazing day!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope you have a wonderful day too!!! 💕

Anon said:Not sure if you’re still enjoying Haikyuu!! but did you see the moment when Kuroo and Bokuto switch hairstyles?? Their antics even got Tsukki to laugh!! I started following you back when you did art for them and when I saw it, it totally made me think of you haha

YES! I’m definitely still following and enjoying the manga, I’ve been loving the latest chapters so much!!!! ;;;;;;;;;;

Anon said:In the time line where Akane is around. Is Kirishima and Bakugo dating or they just like each other but they haven't ask each other out yet?

They’re still not dating!

Anon said:Pls more Kiri vamp and Mr Baku wolf cause it's aesthetic!! (? WHUT YES pls

Maybe! I’m glad you liked them!

Anon said:thank you so much for sharing your art with us because it is absolutely amazing! i’m living for your kiribaku art!! i hope you have a fantastic day (i’m a french girl, excuse my poor english)

It’s okay, english isn’t my first language either! Thank you so much for liking my stuff!!!!

Anon said:This isn't really an ask, well actually it isn't at all. But anyways, I just wanted to tell you that I just looovvvveee your art style and all the artwork + comics you've done! And I really like your kiribaku stuff, and I'm not saying that I don't like everything else you've done, because the rest of your stuff is amazing! (Sorry, I'm getting off track I just don't want you to be offended). Also your oc; akane is really cute~ I hope your having a wonderful day and keep drawing at your own pace!

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!! You’re so damn nice oh my god!! 💕💕💕💕

Anon said:How do you post so many beautiful drawings in such a short time? Thank you!

Do I really? I feel like my productivity has gone down so much compared to how much I used to post a couple years ago hhhhhhhhhhhhhh thank you for liking whatever I can manage to produce tho!!! TT^TT

Anon said:i would die for you

Please don’t!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:Hi ♡♡ your art is amazing ! What do you think about baku*kiri*deku ?

Aw sorry but I don’t ship deku with either of them :( I’m happy to hear you like my doodles tho!!!

Anon said:ur art's gucci, fam

THANK YOU!!!

Anon said:Okay so! Oc questions! I have some! 1) is there a plot in your ocverse or are they just college kids being themselves? 2) are Josh and Chris connected to the squad? Also how are they doing? 3) Dave's your favorite right? :3 4) are you going to put Luca and Nico out of their pinning misery? 5) how do Max & Leo, Beth Isa and Ana fit into the squad dynamic? They're not rooming with the others

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Dave’s group has no plot at all, as they’re born to simply let me draw of random stuff I think about that doesn’t really fit with any fandom I’m currently in!

Josh and Chris are from a different story altogether, together with Max Leo Beth Isa and Ana! And they do have a plot of sort, but it’s very nebulous for reasons right now, so I can’t really say much about it - they’re doing good! Or as good as their plot lets them be h a h it’s not........ a strictly happy plot orz

Is Dave my fav? Since they’re all my kids I love them all a whole lot, but I do have faves I guess haha I’m a bad mother - Dave’s definitely the one I have the most fun drawing since his design is v self-indulgent and he’s got a relaxing vibe that easily spreads to me when I draw him, but if we’re talking about the one I built like my ideal fav character then that’d be Luca, and if we’re talking about the one I project the most onto...........actually, I still haven’t ever posted anything of him, but he’s one of Nico’s roommates >:3c also Chris is my oldest OC so he has a very very special place in my heart because of that ;;; I feel like it’s unfair to put him in the list cause I really can’t ever love any OC of mine the same I love him because of this haha

WILL I?????? >:] I do wanna get down to their romance at some point, but first I wanna start drawing comics for them more regularly and I wanna first address a bit of Luca’s past that involves Sal because it might or might not have a little bearing on any romance Lu might ever be interested in starting >:] but before this can happen I gotta find a way to draw Sal’s hair that doesn’t make me wanna shoot myself while I’m at it h a h why did I draw it like that

also at that one person that asked about fav dance move, if it’s dav’s group the only people who enjoy dancing are Sal and Bri (they go clubbing together a lot, I wouldn’t really call it dancing haha) and Ila used to do ballet when she was a kid!

Anon said:Kiri's hair in your latest piece (long spikey ponytail) is by far my absolute favorite way you've ever styled it, followed by undercut Kiri!! I really love it!

THANK YOU!!! I love Kiri with voluminous hair so much!! I think I might get back on that design again, it was so nice for me to draw TT^TT

#fran answers #there's oc talk in this!!#because you guys are nice enough to me to let me blabber about them #thank u sm T^T #anonymous

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friendlyneighborhoodborg · 5 years

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Marc Appreciation Week 2019| Day 4: Rainbow| “Color by Numbers”

And I’m barely on time for Day 4 of @wearemiraculous‘ challenge. I don’t have time to edit it tonight, school and procrastination mean I’m posting this late at night, and I have some more homework I want to get done before tomorrow.

Again, the prompt interpretation was very loose here. “Rainbow,” I interpreted to mean as... well, I think we all know what the rainbow’s supposed to mean.

Disclaimers were in Day 1.

(~2700 flipping words.)

Edit: Something’s wonky with the url, so here’s a link to the chapter on AO3.

Subsequent Edit: It might work now, but I’m keeping the link up just in case.

Chapters:

1 2 3 4 5 6 7

“Alright,” Nathaniel surveyed. “I don’t have a lot of homework tonight. I can do the line-art up to page 3 while you’re settling the specific dialogue.”

Marc looked at the sketchbook. Nathaniel had filled in about five full pages with incredibly detailed pencil sketches, including multilayered shading, during the hour they had been sitting here. On top of this, he’d created many new reference sketches for the two villains – Princess Fragrance with an updated costume, and the newly-created Ghostlight – as well as some new action poses for Reverser (Marc decided to keep the name after all). It looked like something out of an actual, professional superhero comic, and he had the gall to sit here and claim he could only ink half of it.

This boy was going to be the flipping death of him.

“You’re really good,” he said before he could stop himself. “I mean… you’re going to be famous one day.”

“Hah.” He shook his head and leaned back in his chair, smiling. “No, I’m not there yet. Maybe you, though, one day.”

“N-no.” Marc retreated into himself. “I’ve just been writing what you told me. It’s your story.”

“It’s a crap story.”

“No, it’s not. It’s a great story, and it’s yours. You’ve got great art, awesome designs, and the only weak thing here is my writing.”

“You see,” Nathaniel said, sitting back up. “That’s where you’re wrong on everything.”

“You could’ve had the story without me,” Marc stated. It wasn’t even an argument or an opinion in his eyes- it was just fact that Nathaniel was a better creator. “Just saying, you should have found someone better.”

“Well, look at this.” Marc’s journal was snatched out of his hands, despite his protests. Nath pointed out the section Marc had already shown. “This is emotional stuff, you hear? Reverser gets de-akumatized, he runs away when he doesn’t change back and Mighty-Illustrator finds him.” He skimmed down the paragraph. “All these parallels you drew between them, being the only ones to stay powered up even uncorrupted, all this, this depth you gave them that I never even thought they could have.” He slammed down the journal and stared him down. “This scene would be meaningless without your dialogue.”

“It’s just words.” Marc’s voice was weaker now. “That’s all I’m good at. And it was your story. You set everything up, I just filled in the blanks.”

“All you’re good at?” Nathaniel released the journal from its captivity. “Sure, fine, okay. Words are all you’re good at. And words were all Shakespeare was good at. It was all Dumas was good for. Everything Tolkien was good for.” He pointed at it. “This is just… you’re incredible, okay? Seriously. And trust me, once they see it, everyone’s gonna agree. Then you’ll get the appreciation you deserve.” He started placing his sketchbook, pens, and pencils into his bag. “Now take a rest, man, you deserve it. I’ll keep you posted.”

It was one of Nathaniel’s many attributes. He was so adamant that people he admired had a worth that exceeded his own, Marc had to wonder how he didn’t realize his own abilities. No, drawing was just a thing he liked to do, never mind that he was so good at it. Nathaniel seemed more interested in Marc’s contribution to the project, something Marc hadn’t expected from his first impressions. Now his friend was trying to moderate his wellbeing?

Marc found himself unable to say no.

Here he was, a trashy gay mess of a thing. If Nathaniel kept up with his talent and humility and his whole coolest-person-on-the-planet deal, Marc would never shake his crush at this rate.

Elsewhere in the room, Rose walked into the art room and made her way towards Juleka, who was tuning her guitar. “Sorry Julie,” she apologized. “I looked all over the classroom, and I couldn’t find your mirror anywhere.”

“Really?” Juleka smirked, guitar on her knee, flashing the chain that was on her wrist. “What a surprise.”

“Oh!” Rose looked at the accessory in surprise. “You found it!”

“It was in the locker room. I went down while you were across the hall.” From behind her bass, she withdrew a small black box with a pink ribbon. “I grabbed this, too.”

Rose’s eyes widened at the unexpected object. “Julie, what is this?”

“An early surprise.” The goth unstrapped the guitar to stand up and hand the present over. “I know our six-month anniversary isn’t till Saturday, but…” A wide smile spread across her features. “Well, I couldn’t wait. I had to see your face when you opened it.”

Rose looked at it in surprise. “For me?” She hesitantly picked it up from the gloved hand. “Julie, you shouldn’t have.”

“Oh, I kinda did.” Juleka waved a hand dismissively. “Considering you’re always getting me things, I had to return the favor somehow.”

“No, you didn’t,” she argued, loosening the bow on top. “You’re more than enough already. I always feel like I’m in your debt.” She almost dropped the box once she opened it and saw inside. “Oh. My. God.”

Marc stopped packing up to look across at the two.

Rose gingerly fingered the sterling chain, hypnotized by the charm. Marc couldn’t see it from his vantage point, but it was a small heart, the size of a coin, with spiked silver-colored bat wings coming off of it. The heart was set in a chrome border, cast resin of swirling dark pink. “Did you make this yourself?

“Luka helped with the metalwork. It’s not real silver, it’s tin, but… well, there isn’t really a difference. You outshine both the same.”

Rose stifled a laugh, unable to stop herself from tearing up in euphoria. She rushed Juleka and enveloped her in a hug. “I love it! I’ll wear it every day!” She quickly clasped it around her neck. “I love you so much!” Rose forcefully pulled her face down (the downside of dating someone a head taller than her) and crashed into it.

Marc stared at them, wondering what it’d be like to hold Nathaniel like that and kiss him like that. And for just a second, watching their young love, he let himself dream that his crush wasn’t such a bad thing.

“Oh, come on,” Alix groaned, breaking the spell. “Teacher! They’re at it again!”

The girls separated, blushing when they realized they had an audience.

The art teacher sighed. “Alix…” He got up from his seat. “Girls,” he reminded, “you did say you had a lot of work to do. I can only keep the room open for another half-hour.”

Rose sighed. “Yes, Mr.—”

“Hey, Marc,” Nathaniel nudged him out of his observation. “You okay? You should get some rest.”

“I’m fine,” he assured, waving a hand towards the pair. “Just, uh… researching our subjects, I guess.”

“Oh yeah. Rose and Juleka.” Nath nodded. “They’re interesting, alright. Part of the reason I agreed to do them for the comic. That reminds me, we should really start thinking about how we’re introducing Juleka’s new villain.”

“Their dynamic is really weird. Juleka’s normally really quiet. But when she’s talking to Rose, it’s so much easier for her to talk.”

“You noticed that too, huh?”

“They’re…” Marc bit his lip. “They’re really happy, aren’t they?”

“If not, they sure fooled me.”

“Then… And they get to be themselves.”

Nathan looked at them. “Yeah,” he murmured. “Good for them.”

Rose and Juleka wrapped up, and Rose walked over to the Graphiti Gurl (as she requested it be spelled). “That wasn’t very nice, Alix.”

“I’m sorry,” Alix grunted, doodling in her homework. “I’m not in the mood today.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.” Nevertheless, she persisted. “But you could have said nicely if we were bothering you.”

“Probably.” She looked up. “I wasn’t in the mood for that either.” They looked at each other for a moment. “Don’t look at me like that. I’m an ass, it’s in my genetics.”

“Right next to the ace gene?” Juleka asked.

“Oh,” Alix grinned, “you bet your bass it is.”

“You okay?”

“Yeah, just not terribly into everyone’s hyperromantic bullshit today.” She closed her workbook. “No offense in particular to the lovely gay couple in here.”

Marc suddenly found himself speaking. “It’s not as if their love is a hindrance to your life.”

“It is a little in my case.” She turned to Marc. “But it’s not cause they’re gay, if that’s what you’re thinking. I’d be just as moody if a straight couple did what they just did. I’m just not a lovely person. It always seems so fake, the way they people those things, and it gives me a weird sense of… squick.” She shuddered. “I’m aromantic, if you didn’t know.”

“Sorry?”

“I don’t fall in love. Aromantic/Asexual, I don’t even get crushes.”

“Huh.” Marc sat down closer to her. “I didn’t know that was a thing.”

“Not many people do. It’s the more obscure end of the sexuality spectrum.” She gestured all around them. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but almost everyone in this room is queer.”

“R-really?”

“Yep.” Alix cracked her knuckles and stared him down. “That better not be a problem, Shakespeare.”

“No, I… I just thought there was supposed to be some… ten-percent statistic or something.”

This elicited a laugh from the punk. “Marc, Marc, my dear Marc,” she put her feet up on another chair. “We are Parisian. We are the ten-percent statistic.”

Marc was overwhelmed with yet another emotion he couldn’t name. “So,” he stalled. “You’re all… gay?”

“Queer,” Rose corrected. “That’s the blanket term. You already know Juleka and I are dating, right?”

“Well, yeah, but—”

“Well, I’m bisexual.” She put a hand on the taller shoulder and leaned into her. “And she’s a lesbian.”

“I noticed.” Marc did a double-take. “Wait, hang on, did you say everyone?”

“Well, everyone but you, maybe. Even the art teacher’s out.”

“So, what about…” He turned to his writing partner.

Nathaniel realized everyone was looking at him. “Um… I don’t…” he buried his nose into Marc’s writing journal, masterfully evading whatever question they were going to ask before they asked it.

“Forget it,” Alix said. “He’s gone statue again. I can never get anything out of him like this.” “Hey, anyone see where the art teacher went?”

“It’s 16:30.” “He must have left. Guess we can leave now.”

“Alright.” Alix scooped everything into her bag. “Later, losers. Nate?”

Nath left with her. Marc walked out as well, Rose and Juleka at his heels.

‘Everyone in here is different,’ he mused. ‘Like me. Could I…’

“Hey Shakespeare,” Nath stopped him. “Your bag.”

‘Shoot.’

Marc ran up to catch the closing door. “See you tomorrow, he called, retreating back inside.

‘Maybe one day.’

“Rose,” beckoned Juleka, at the base of the metal stairs. “You coming?”

Rose bit her lip nervously. “Behind you, my love.” She turned back towards the room. “I’ll catch up.”

He stuffed everything into his sack, and he was about to leave when…

“Rose?” he asked, looking at the girl in the doorway with confusion. “What are you doing here?”

“I think we need to talk.”

“… about the comic?”

“About you.” She stepped forward. “You’re acting really weird.”

“Uhhh…… this is how I normally act.”

“And it’s really weird. You flipped out about Juleka yesterday, and today you were kinda staring at us, and you were interested in our dating preferences.” She gave him a sharp poke in the ribs. “You don’t have a crush on my girlfriend, do you?”

“N-no,” Marc yelped. “I-I don’t.”

“Then why are you stuttering?”

“B-because you’re… really close up, it’s actually kind of uncomfortable.”

“Oh, sorry.” She backed away. “Let’s see, then… it’s something about a crush, though isn’t it? I’m really good at telling when someone has a crush.”

“I-I don’t want to—”

“Come on, I won’t judge—”

“Please, Rose, can you just drop it!?”

Rose quieted, shocked at Marc’s rise in volume. He instantly regretted his tone.

“I’m sorry.” He panicked. “Oh, geez, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

He stood there, letting the atmosphere soak up the noise. Then, with his voice so low he might as well have stayed silent, he mumbled. “I like boys.”

“Oh.” Rose smiled sympathetically. “I… That can’t have been easy for you. I promise, it doesn’t make a lick of difference.”

She held out her hand. “Friends?”

Marc stared at it.

For the first time in his life, there was someone who was queer, and who knew he was gay, and who… wanted to be his friend.

Here, in front of him, was someone who might know what was wrong with him.

“Is it… normal?”

Rose smiled. “Yes.”

“Not that.” He summoned his courage. “Is it normal for… for gay men to… not feel like men sometimes?”

That was it. The leap of faith. Either he was normal, there was something in his life that could even be considered normal, and he might be able to live with that.

Rose wasn’t smiling anymore though. Her eyes had gone wide, and she was looking at Marc with dismay.

“I… I don’t think so.”

Marc shattered.

“Why do… why do you ask?”

“Because I’m fucked up.” He fell back onto the box, clutching his arms and hunching over. His hollow eyes started dripping black mascara, spilling over from an over-filled heart. “Because I’m not normal, and I like boys instead of girls, and sometimes…”

Rose didn’t answer, or bid him continue, or say anything that could help him determine how she’d react.

He sniffed. “Sometimes… I think I’d feel better if…” He was just waiting now, any moment, Rose was going to turn and walk away in disgust. “It’s-It’s fucking crazy, but…”

Rose put a hand on his shoulder. “Hey…” she whispered. “You can let it out.”

With one final push, and the reassurance he needed, he forced himself to.

“Sometimes I want to be a girl!”

Rose hugged him. Marc weakly returned the embrace, burying his face into her shoulder.

“There, there,” she consoled, a voice genuinely caring about his trouble. “So is that why you freaked out when… oh. Reflekta zapped you, didn’t she?”

Marc sobbed a little. Rose held him tighter.

The pain was getting too big to ignore now.

He shifted in his seat and Rose let go. “But just, like,” he blubbered. “I’m fine, a lot of the time. Being me, being a boy. It’s just sometimes… not all the time, but sometimes I wish my chest was bigger and I didn’t have a—” He looked up, blushing.

Rose got the picture. “Oh, buddy… Is that it?” She took a deep breath. “Well, I can’t say I know much about dysphoria, but I guess—”

“Does it even count as dysphoria? If I don’t feel it all the time?” He grabbed at his hair, the stress overcoming him. “And that’s not even all of it… sometimes I just feel wrong. No matter how much makeup I put on, how feminine I look, it’s always wrong, like nothing I can do will make me look right. And sometimes, the more I use, the less it works. And it feels like I’m missing some crucial detail, but I don’t know what, and it just leaves me feeling… empty.” He covered his face with his hands. “I feel like that now.”

“I’ve done some reading online,” Rose said. “Dysphoria hits in different ways sometimes. If you’re a girl…” She trailed off, surveying him. “If you’re actually a girl, you shouldn’t force yourself to be a boy. That could really be bad for you, with the coginate… distance – shoot, I heard Max say it once. When you try to accept two different things at the same time?”

“Doublethink?”

“Sounds right. Maybe.”

Marc chuckled ruefully. “So you think I’ve tricked myself into being a boy?”

“Maybe. Whatever it is, I’ll help you.” She caressed his shoulder again, offering her comforting touch. “You can be yourself, Marc, no one can take that from you.”

“Trust me.”

You know what, any editing of this work after I post these will come after the week is already finished. I am not giving myself more to do. But these are done for now, until I think of any better rewordings.

(How I wrote this: I typed out a few cool moments ahead of time, got distracted, and connected them all on the day it was due.)

Comments much appreciated, as always, I want to know if there’s anything I should change in future chapters.

#Marc Appreciation Week #nathmarc #marc anciel #nathaniel kurtzberg #alix kubdel #rose lavillant #julerose #juleka couffaine #in no particular order #fanfiction #miraculous ladybug

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perso-rant underneath and at first i intended it to be more light hearted but welp cant dive into myself without digging the bad stuff so just ignore this as rambling.

(idk if the cut works on mobile so as usual blacklist #ichapersonal to skip it , its quite long)

its night and im noisy and all but yknow part of the reason m/lb is such a healing show for me and i rewatch it every couple of days?

i cry everytime M.arinette's family is on screen pretty badly bc i get so envious all the time. i hate my shitty family (and often can relate to A.drien's ressentment) so just seeing such a /healthy/ family being often shown litterally brings me to tears. im like C.hat in the animan episode when he stares at the family picture with a sweet smile (another detail that stupidly make me cry who allowed th i s)

like. i dont relate to A.drien's relation to his family but some of the emotional effects is often a moment of "welp. mood." and being kinda sad /for him/ even if i can feel it for myself too. but then with M.arinette's family everytime they get to be on screen i realize how happy this sort of dynamic makes me and it makes me /so envious/.

like my mom is an artist and an excellent cook but she always barred those interests from me bc it was /hers/ and it was for /her ego/ and this attitude just killed every curiosity i had and remplaced it with a complete unability to care.

i used to bake as a kid but my mom was always shutting down everything i was doing, and if i was asking for help or recieps she would just tell le "it's a secret just watch " and never letting me know tf she was doing so i stopped lmao. everytime ive tried meals since it was only for myself and with a hard mocking from family and mom saying she had a better recieps and i should just let her do so i dont even try it often. (moreeven now that the kitchen is opened to the living room and they're super judgemental when im in it)

i was messing with drawings and paints in her workshop when i was a kid but she would always point out flaws and take my tools to correct it without telling nor showing me how and it killed it, it took me until my 14yo to start doing mindless doodles and then my breakdown when i was about 20 to seriously try back to draw and do art and try different tools (until my right hand made it impossible for me to hold a tool and the failure still feels yknow)

i wanted to sew things and make clothes (at the time for my dolls) but my mom was never letting me touch the tools (that we HAD since not only she made clothes but her mom actually had a fabrique shop. like. right next door. i think it became part of my mom's trauma hating her mom and refusing us to connect with her, more so with what happened when i was 7 and we lost contact with them but still, the damn irony. and i cant remember if my grandma ever let me close her sewing material but i was a damn kid after all) so this is another thing i didnt pursue

i wanted to pick up music (piano mostly) bc my uncle is a musician but my parents never wanted to invest in that because they already gave a piano to my sister (that i wasnt allowed to use) so ye that was dropped lmao

and i started to write when i was about 11 and it was that /one thing/ i didnt need help for from anyone, completely self taught, with my own ways and tools, and my parents were always dismissive of it, never listening to me, always telling me it wasnt important, that i should focus on something else, and after other circumstances that added to that i dropped writting around my 17/18yo and it had been painful to even try to write again since.(i came back to writing around my 20yo a bit before my breakdown but after it happened it started to die out and i felt exhausted and stopped after a few months and since then i've never been able to pick up writing again ay.)

(and im not touching the obsessive elements bc like- the fact she does it for her crush makes it different, but the sort of things she does? taking pictures and putting them everywhere in her room when she hyperfixates, making overcomplicated schedules and such? i litteraly do that with fiction. i made a freaking timeline for this show. i am currently working on organizing codex from d.a and an approval guide for christ sake. and im not talking about my multiple fandom shrines in my room and the fact i legit have one for m/lb made from pictures found on merchs.

or also the fact i have a lot of passions i'd love to share and seeing M. play video games with her dad for exemple makes me so bitter when all i get is backhanded insults from my parents when i bring it up.)

So sometimes i see M. and part of me is just in awe, loving everything about her. the other part of me tho... i feel... a bit robbed? like she's such a creative kid, she's incredible and she inspires me everyday, and i cant help but think how i would have adored her when i was a kid. (im not even kidding, as a kid i requested my mom a costume of black cat for h.alloween and a l.adybug costume for the carnaval. i have pictures of that at my dad's place sadly it kills me. also my room when i was a kid used to be covered with l.adybug stickers like. HELL my mom doesnt care about my interests but last year she bought me a M/LB winter callendar (bc its been years i was mentioning i wanted one, a selfish whim but oh well) and i had a huge double take bc i was certain she didnt remember me talking about this show- and she did not. when i asked her why, she legit told me "because she reminded me of you as a kid with your pigtails your obsession for l.adybugs". like!! i cant even stress how kid!me would have adored this show and especially LB./M.) (the pigtails too this time i have proofs around there i used to carry them all the time until i was bullied for it at school. (bullying at school instead of good friends also adds to the difference in question tbh lmao))

there is something so... weird into seeing the parts of yourself that you cut yourself from in a character, and see that the main difference is because of how the family (and bullies) treated those elements so drastically differently.

my family was always neglectful but differently than A.. the things i relate to with him is how he specifically still holds on hope that his father will do better at least just for one day and his reaction when he's left down saying he's just used to it. and like normal, not every kind of abuse are the same and all but i still relate enough to feel sad.

but M. is always a whiplash of feelings like i could have been this sort of girl in a better environment.

at 13/14yo she was already making stuff up, baking, designing clothes, doing art, she was doing so many things, even forgetting the superhero part. she was being happy being a creator at her pace and with encouragement. at 13/14yo i was starting to show concerning signs of d.epression because i was trying to handle my parents's divorces and the multiple trials that followed that /i/ had to handle by finding middle grounds, allowing some of my father's blackmail to avoid worse, and by litterally having to collect infos from mails everytime to prove against some of his arguments to the judges. and my sister refusing to talk to us for a year, which caused us basically to feel very bad thinking of the eldest sister who ran away from home, and having to handle my father's harrasment and emotional abuse of constantly belittling me (fuck this was the age he legit told me i would probably end up a p.rostitute so ye!!! fuck that!!!) andd the fact my mom was also falling apart from all of it on me and i was always supposed to cheer her up while i was having a hard time in a new school and new environment away from the very few friends i had and again feeling abandonned by my sister which freaking sucks after already had suffered that from our eldest one.

but M. makes me cry every. goddam. rewatch. its like maybe the ultimate wish fufilling story of just how i would have loved my family to be. of how i think i could have turned up.

and that realization hits so badly everytime.

there's a thing with my hyperfixations where i'll always find a way to tie it back to my traumas. i dont know if im pulling straws, or if the things are there. for having watched m.lb when it came out unfazed and only got hit with that realization upon rewatching- i feel it was more me realizing "there is something there that is touching me more than before" and having an introspection to get it.

and i think the difference is that- before my breakdown the characters and stories i related to where the eternal optimistic-yet-damaged "never give up!" type of characters. When things started to go downhill to my breakdown and since then the fictions that talked to me the most were all dealing with guilt coming from toxic environment that werent your fault per se but you pierceved that way. my way to relate were to characters who felt deeply connected to their guilt (peak being c.loud of f.f7 that even topped it with the deadly skin disease making him lose will to live (because ye that happened. still hate to watch out for that so ye), and memories issues, you would have told me at 13yo when i first watched that movie that this would be what i would relate to him about 7 years later i would have laughed at your face.), which translated with pushing people away and self destructing habits.

and i know i watched m.lb the first time around that time, when i was 20/21. and that may be why i didnt feel that. that my concerns were too elsewhere to realize that. That i was too focalized on how i felt like i failed by suddenly breaking under the pressure, having all the things i've kept burried kicking me out at once, and that i couldnt afford to be a burden to anyone. and it translated with me loving characters like that because in most cases their friends ended up reminding them of what was important - and sometimes just getting frustrated about your fav being as dumb as it forces you to pull yourself back together lmao. not always working but it was there.

now im 23. i cut ties with my father for about 3/4 years now, with all the shitty things that ensued out of the last trial where he sued me and his still-happening harrasment (sometimes silly sometimes scary). My mom and step dad are suffocating me more and more everyday. my health had become so disastrous i cant even manage to go school or find a job. And more than ever im frustrated and angry.

and i think it may be a shown of recovery? perhaps linked to therapy? of while i still have guilt of falling apart- /they/ are the reason i fell apart. and I'm yet to have proper apologizes for it. i grew furious at my family. of how much i feel robbed.

lately im so angry at everything i lost, was taken of, stolen childhood all of that- because of my parents, mainly. (hell even the bullying at school - in primary school it apparently started bc of gossips about why my eldest sister ran away from home, and in middle school it was first bc my parents insisted on sending me to private school where i was an outcast. which then had me truly embrassing the outcast persona that had made it impossible for me to be at peace in the two others middle schools i went to. highschool saved my social life tbh).

i think it's therapy and recovery that is making me shift the blame and feel so angry at them. so bitter. and suddenly i see in an innocent kid show a "what could have been". same starting personality, different people to channel this.

and this is. frustrating.

but it makes me love it even more. idk if its driving anything else than ressentment but at least for the time of an episode I'm in a bubble of a.lternative universe where i can forget about my life and feel satisfied at once.

like finding a piece of myself that i deliberately broke and burried to never think about it again, and realize far later how it missed to the whole, and how damaged this piece is now, but still is.

and there is something incredibly healing about that. i would never have thought there would be this much healing out of this anger and yet satisfaction. what a strange feeling.

fiction is funny that way. the things people can get out of it to deal with their own psyche are so different one person to the next.

it's just so weird for me to go from "i relate to the horrors this character went through" to "and fuck those horrors. let me think about what could have been if this didnt happen."

even moreso knowing i had this piece of fiction before and didnt approach it that way. there's a time and a mindset for everything. apparently now was the best mindset for me huh

.......

so ye apparently i cant like something like a normal person and have to go on about how it connects to my deeply rooted traumas lmao.

anyway it's been eating me up for weeks now and it's 4:45am i have absolutly no impulse holding me back. if you sat through this piece of work im sorry. just needed it to get it out of my chest.

i'll go back to hugging my cheap-yet-lifesaving c.laire's l.adybug pillow now

good night o/

#ichapersonal

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westywrites · 6 years

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Character Journal

This was a project for my Writer’s Craft class. We were supposed to make a journal to work on ‘show not tell’ in terms of characterization. I ended up quite liking mine.

Monday, May 8th, 2017

Went on a tour for my new job today. It’s at that big old psychiatric hospital on the hill just outside of town. I'm going to use this journal to take notes on the kids I'll be working with. I'm so lucky to be getting this job right out of grad school, I'm so excited! Ok, this notebook will be professional from now on.

Tuesday, May 9th, 2017

My patients are as follows: -Valerie Jacobs, 16, hospitalized after third suicide attempt in two months -Peter Thompson, 9, selectively mute for unknown reasons, likely autistic -Nicholas Cockburn, 11, PTSD due to severe abuse by father, suffers frequent nightmares and outbursts -Samantha Reiner, 12, niece of the mayor, recently transferred after five years in a high security hospital for attempting to burn down her house with her family trapped inside, demonstrates psychopathic tendencies

Wednesday, May 10th, 2017

-remember that the Reiner girl goes by Sam, she held my briefcase hostage for three hours until I swore on my life to never call her Samantha again -board games could be the key to getting Peter to talk, his collection astounds me -it will take some effort to earn Nicholas’s trust, he's putting up a barrier of ‘respect’

Thursday, May 11th, 2017

-Valerie can earn a few words from Peter, she calls him ‘Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater’ and often sings to him -Sam likes to upset Nicholas by breaking the rules, that dynamic could be damaging for both of them -Sam tried to steal my notebook to ‘learn more about her new friends’, said she likes my doodles

Friday, May 12th, 2017

-Nicholas’s outbursts can be triggered by loud sounds, unfortunately Sam figured this out -Peter needs to be protected, Sam spent the afternoon lurking around him Side note: Ben is upset that all I have talked about this week is work, he claims to be more important because we're dating, but work comes first, these kids need me, hopefully he’ll feel better after the weekend

Monday, May 15th, 2017

-Over the weekend Sam spent several hours in solitary, it seems to have been counterproductive -Keep a closer eye on Valerie, her apparent happiness is suspicious -Peter invited me to play with him, this is progress -Told Nicholas about my troubles with Ben over the weekend, he played counsellor for our relationship, confiding in him seems to be earning his trust

Tuesday, May 16th, 2017

-Valerie is always with the boys, she only talks about them, she follows them and wipes their faces and does their dishes, her smile is bright but I swear it doesn't reach her eyes -Sam said her father told her it was inappropriate for a Reiner to doodle, she asked me to teach her to draw like I do

Wednesday, May 17th, 2017

-Peter spoke to me! Just to tell me he wanted to play checkers, but it's progress -Valerie and Nicholas spent the day in the gardens together, no idea what she said, but Valerie convinced Nicholas to trust me and when they returned he told me about his father, the poor child…

Thursday, May 18th, 2017

-Sam stabbed Nicholas with fork, ‘by accident’. She is in solitary until Monday. -Peter and I had a conversation today, he is worried about Valerie, apparently he watches her and when she thinks she is alone she cries. He told me to make her happy because he loves her -Nicholas had a horrible nightmare last night, I'm spending the night so I'm here if he needs me

Friday, May 19th, 2017

-Reminder: don't sleep in the chair in Nicholas’s room, my back hurts like hell -Nicholas yelled at Peter for playing charades wrong, Peter hid in his room and wouldn't come out Side note: Ben is freaking out again, he called me a workaholic, said I love the kids more than I love him

Monday, May 22nd, 2017

-Sam told me no one cares about her, I said I do, she ran and hid in her room for the rest of the day -Peter told me he saw Valerie crying again, when I asked her about it she changed the subject -Peter has many interesting things to say, he told me a story about a ‘lost, lonely, loving, abandoned’ cat also named Peter

Tuesday, May 23rd, 2017

-Valerie bakes when she needs time to herself, she burnt three batches of muffins today, still changes the subject to talk about the boys every time I ask how she's feeling -Sam is causing trouble again, how do I get through to this girl?

Wednesday, May 24th, 2017

-Sam smiled what looked like a genuine smile, she even laughed a bit, unfortunately, it was only because she tripped Nicholas and he began yelling and crying -Valerie found excuses not to talk to me all day, I’m starting to really worry about her

Thursday, May 25th, 2017

-Nicholas had a complete breakdown in our session today, it had something to do with Sam. -I have to think of some way to stop Sam from doing this… Her actions beg for attention but I can't validate her -Nicholas is prone to nightmares when he's like this, I'm going to stay the night again

Friday, May 26th, 2017

-Haven't seen Valerie all day? She normally hovers around the boys but she was nowhere to be found… Side note: I totally forgot it was Ben’s birthday yesterday and my phone was dead so I didn't even tell him I wasn't going to be home….. I really screwed up this time….

Monday, May 29th, 2017

-Sam tried to stab Peter at lunch today, Peter stabbed her in self-defence and hasn't stopped crying since -I can't put Sam in solitary again, she acts like she doesn't care but the light fades more from her eyes each time she returns. I think she needs someone to trust her, to forgive her. Her emotions are building up, she needs a release...

Tuesday, May 30th, 2017

-Valerie was doting on Peter, he's still upset about yesterday, Sam didn't like it. No idea what happened, the girls started yelling, I would have never imagined that look on Valerie's face. -Valerie hasn't come out of her room yet, I’m really concerned for her, I am going to spend the night Side note: I called Ben to tell him, he broke up with me. I'm upset but these kids need me

Wednesday, May 31st, 2017

-Sam legitimately tried to kill Peter. She was sedated and transferred back to the high-security hospital -Nicholas saved Peter, he saved him but Sam pushed Nicholas down the stairs, had to call an ambulance, his mother is transferring him somewhere ‘safer’... -Valerie watched it all, there was nothing she could do but she blames herself. I'm going to spend the night to keep an eye on her

Thursday, June 1st, 2017

I fell asleep…. I fell asleep and now she's gone…. broke into the medicine cabinet…. Peter found her this morning after she didn't wake him up for breakfast. She looked almost peaceful as they carried her body away…. This is my fault... if I had sent Sam to solitary this wouldn't have happened….

Friday, June 2nd, 2017

-Peter doesn't understand, he kept asking me where Valerie is…. I don't have the heart to explain it again, I don't have the strength to do this anymore. -I quit, this afternoon I just quit. I'm done. That place is haunted by the memories of that beautiful girl who took her life in a place designed to save her. -Peter is alone there, no one understands him, I'm alone too…. I'm going to save him, I swear I'll get him out of there soon

#west's words #writers on tumblr #original fiction #characterization #I think this was the first assignment we did for that class #the teacher said he was super impressed by mine

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douchebagbrainwaves · 7 years

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WHAT NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ABOUT FAMILY

Another classic way to make money, and making money consists mostly of errands. And the thing we'd built, as far as they could tell, wasn't even software. I don't want to leave, why not work there?1 This habit is unconscious, but not very novel.2 I think there probably are people whose willfulness is crushed down by excessive discipline, and ambition are all concepts almost as complicated as determination. Nothing evolves faster than markets.3 He must have, because Loopt is no class project.4 So I wouldn't want the site to go away. The way you get taught programming in college would be like teaching writing as grammar, without mentioning that its purpose is to refine the idea. It would be helpful just to realize what an advantage you have as students.5

And that is just what tends to happen.6 I used to wonder about this. Hacker News. There are always new ideas right under your nose.7 If you've heard anything about startups you've probably heard about the long hours. Meanness is easier to control.8 You have certain mental gestures you've learned in your work, and when you're not paying attention, you keep making these same gestures, but somewhat randomly. It's as if they used the worse-is-better approach but stopped after the first stage of a startup's life, when you go from merely having an interest in starting a company to succeeding. They're problems!9 To someone who has learned from experience about the relationship between money and work also changes the way you might in a horse race. How often do you say that now?

For every idea that times out, new ones become feasible. Together you talk about some hard problem, probably getting nowhere. Bad comments are like kudzu: they take over rapidly.10 You can thus gradually work your way into their confidence, and maybe turn it into an official job later, or not, whichever you prefer.11 It applies way less than most people think don't matter. But this way of keeping them out is gentler and probably also more effective than overt barriers. Reddit was a startup, don't write any of the code while you're still employed. Someone wrote recently that the drawback of Y Combinator was that you had to move to the Valley for the summer to work on it. The founders of Kiko, for example. An amusing cartoon takes less. This was exactly the kind of gestures I'd make if I were drawing from life. This growth rate is a bit higher than I'd like.

Dilution is a hard problem. If you're free of a misconception that everyone else, including your family and friends, will discard all the low bits and regard you as having a single occupation at any given time. Conveniently, as I was writing this, my mind wandered: would it be useful to have metaphors in a programming language? It felt as if someone had flipped on a light switch inside my head. The stronger your will, the less anyone will be able to say no. But you're not thinking that way about a class project. It felt as if someone had flipped on a light switch inside my head. I think people believe that coming up with a million dollar idea is just to do what they need most. Certainly it can be wrong, so long as it's wrong in a way a question doesn't.12 And while the concept of insanely great already existed in the arts, it was high school. And why isn't it older?13

If a professor wanted to have students solve real problems, he'd face the same paradox as someone trying to give an example of what I mean by habits of mind you invoke on some field don't have to be. How often do you say that now?14 If you're sufficiently determined to achieve great things, this will probably increase the number of startup people around you caring about startups, but it can't hurt to try. There's one other major component of determination: ambition. The simplest form of determination is sheer willfulness. It always was cool. It may be like doodling.15 Bad comments are like kudzu: they take over rapidly.

Just don't wait. How you live affects how long you live.16 I was a kid I used to wonder about this. It only came in black, for example. They were even more contemptuous when they discovered that Viaweb didn't process credit card transactions we didn't for the whole first year. What about the disadvantages? We can imagine will and discipline as two fingers squeezing a slippery melon seed.17 It probably extends to any kind of creative work. In most domains, talent is overrated compared to determination—partly because it makes a better story that a company won because its founders were so smart.

Before him, most companies treated design as a frivolous extra. The computer itself was cheap, and it used cheap, off-the-shelf peripherals like a cassette tape recorder for data storage and a TV as a monitor.18 Its main purpose is to refine the idea. What can 25 year olds do that 32 year olds can't?19 If you use that test you might end up learning Ruby or Python instead. I have to walk a mile to get there, and the word that pops into my head. Right? Obviously one case where it would help to be rapacious is when growth depends on that.

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The former is obviously a better education. Incidentally, this idea is crack.

If you ask parents why kids shouldn't swear, the editors think the main emotion I've observed; but as impoverished outcasts, which is to the writing of Paradise Lost is a convertible note with no environmental cost. But not all do, and on the matter, get rid of everyone else microscopically poorer, by Courant and Robbins; Geometry and the cost of having employers pay for stuff online, if you get nothing.

What you're too early really means is you're getting the stats for occurrences of foo in the business spectrum than the don't-be startup founders and investors are induced by the Robinson-Patman Act of 1982, which was acquired for 50 million, and partly simple ignorance. 8,000 per month.

Security always depends more on not screwing up. No, but economically that's how we gauge their progress, however, you produce in copious quantities. You should probably start from scratch today would have turned out to be a variant of Reid Hoffman's principle that declarations except those of dynamic variables were merely optimization advice, before realizing that that's what I think I know, Lisp code. In some cases e.

That's the trouble with fleas, jabbering about some disease they'll see once in their voices will be silenced. The Wouldbegoods.

Some people still get rich simply by being energetic and unscrupulous, but they were still so small that no one would have gone into the work that seems formidable from the VCs' point of failure would be easy to write a Lisp interpreter: the resources they expend on you after the first version was mostly Lisp, they don't know enough about the size of a startup, as I explain later.

Delicious that had been trained that anything hung on a scale that Google does. Adam Smith Wealth of Nations, v: i mentions several that tried to preserve their wealth by forbidding the export of gold or silver. This was made a general-purpose file classifier so good.

But that doesn't seem an impossible hope. People seeking some single thing called wisdom have been; a new Lisp dialect called Arc that is allowing economic inequality start to get a small amount of material wealth, not all of them material.

At Princeton, 36% of the most successful startups looked when they set up grant programs to run an online service. Seeming like they will or at least notice duplication though, because they attract so much the effect of this type of mail, I was surprised to find users to succeed or fail. Now many tech companies don't advertise this.

In Jessica Livingston's Founders at Work. If you have to get only in startups.

So if you're good you are not the second clause could include any possible startup, as I know of this: You may be a distraction.

To talk to feel guilty about it. If you're not sure. You should respond in kind, because outsourcing it will become less common for the next uptick after that, because they insist you dilute yourselves to set aside a chunk of time, default to some founders who'd taken series A rounds from top VC funds whether it was.

The VCs recapitalize the company at 1. A web site is different from money raised in an era of such regulations is to carry a beeper? But when you say is being compensated for risks he took another year off and went to get a small amount, or that an eminent designer is any better than having twice as fast is better than his peers.

Similarly, don't worry about the Thanksgiving turkey. It also set off an extensive and often useful discussion on the wrong ISP.

Hodges, Richard. And in any era if people can see the old one.

Hackers don't need that recipe site or local event aggregator as much the effect of low salaries as the web was going to have done and try to establish a protocol for web-based apps to share a virtual home directory spread across multiple servers.

If a conversation—maybe not linearly, but you get to be like a little more fat, and there was a kid, this is the fact that the word I meant. The other extreme—becoming demoralized when investors behave upstandingly too. It's hard to erase from a 6/03 Nielsen study quoted on Google's site. Us 10 million and we'll tell you that if the founders.

Distribution of potentially good startups that are still a leading cause of accidents. I was just having lunch. Trevor Blackwell, who had recently arrived from Russia. They can't estimate your minimum capital needs that precisely.

But it isn't a quid pro quo. Though this essay I'm talking here about which is not to be good?

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Merry Christmas! (I suck at titles, but this is your Secret Santa story! I hope you like it, I tried to make it extra fluffy for you!)-🎄

You sighed, rolling out of bed and turning off your alarm. Rubbing your eyes, you grabbed a sharpie off of your bedside table and uncapped it. “Good morning,” you mutter as you scribble the letters on your arm, “Could you do me a favor, and not write anything on your arms or hands today? I have to do a presentation final today, and I need to dress nicely.” You recapped the pen, then grabbed your phone; scrolling through a few apps while you waited for his response. You felt the familiar tingling on the side of your left calf and you pulled the leg of your sweatpants up to read what he had written.

“Use real paper for chem notes today, got it.” You smile at his neat handwriting and the quick smiley face that was drawn at the end of the note. You gather up your clothes for the day and walk to the bathroom to shower and get ready for school. As you stand in the water, you scrub at the ink on your forearm until it disappears, tainting the soap a little as it washes out. Humming as you dry off you glance at your wrist.

“Hey,…” The small circle of evenly drawn holly berries begin to bloom around your wrist, followed by their trademark jagged leaves. A few small snowflakes fall around the tiny red leaves until you’re left with a festive bracelet drawn on. Another tingle starts on your leg, under his last note. “Good luck!”

You quickly dry off your leg and uncap the Sharpie again. Doodling a quick snowman next to his note, you add a thank you. The rest of your morning follows its usual routine, and the hand-drawn bracelet matches your red ¾ sleeve shirt so perfectly that you decide to skip on the other jewelry you had originally picked to go with the outfit. As usual, you meet up with your best friend on the bus. When you sit down next to her, you excitedly pull your sleeve up to show her the bracelet from your soulmate.

“Y/N, that is adorable. I can’t believe you two don’t know anything about each other, how is that even possible?” she asks, holding your arm and running her finger over the intricate designs, “Devin and i practiced writing our names on our skin, we’ve always known everything about each other.”

You roll your eyes. “Come on, Erica, you both went to the same preschool, of course you were gonna find out about it soon. Your teacher told your parents that they he had drawn cat ears on your face and he had matching ones.” You pull your arm out of her grasp. “And we know things about each other.”

Erica rolls her eyes in return. “Sure. Just not important things like where you live, phone numbers, or, I don’t know? Maybe your first names?” stepping down from the bus, the two of you split directions, heading for your lockers. You jump as the locker next to your’s opens.

“Sorry y/n,” Peter Parker apologizes as you close your’s a little, “Didn’t mean to scare you.”

You smile as you load your books into your locker. “Don’t worry about it.” You turn your head, hoping he doesn’t see you nervously biting your lip. “Are you going anywhere for Christmas?”

He shrugs as he stuffs his own books into his locker, exchanging his heavy coat for an incredibly soft looking blue sweater. “I can’t really. I’ve got a lot of work to do and Aunt May is sick, so traveling isn’t really an option. What about you?”

You pull on your own sweater, careful not to mess up your hair. “Nope. My family decided to keep it simple this year. I barely managed to convince my dad to put the tree up.” You flashed him a smile as both of your lockers shut. “Good luck with your finals today. The last day before break is always the worst.”

He laughs and you can’t help but smile a little at him standing there with his books in one hand and his backpack slung over one shoulder, while his other hand runs through his wavy hair. He nods at you as the bell rings and he takes a step backwards towards his class. “Yeah, you too, y/n. May the odds be ever in your favor.”

You laugh and throw up a quick Hunger Games salute before heading off to your own classroom. The rest of the day goes about as well as you expected. Your teachers were all a bizarre mix of stressed and “I don’t care anymore,” which made for an interesting dynamic. Most of the students were hovering a little closer to the panicked end of the spectrum, and usually, you would have been right there with them. Today, however, the little ring of holly around your wrist seemed to take the edge off of your anxiety. You kept catching yourself running your fingers over it all day long, and after your presentation final, your teacher complimented you on it, assuming you had drawn it yourself.

“My English teacher liked the bracelet,” you scribbled on your arm, glad to finally have the space open for communication again, “She said you should look into a job with art.”

“I’m honored, really.” You grinned down at the sloppy little smile that had popped up on your arm. “But I’ve got my plate full with other ideas for now.”

By the end of the day, it had warmed up more than you had expected for December in New York. The sun was shining and all things considered, you didn’t really want to wear your heavy winter coat. In fact, even your sweater was a bit much. You stuffed what you needed into your backpack and pull it on, then you roll up your sleeves and drape the coat over your arms. Pulling your phone out to text Erica, you feel your heart drop a bit as you read the text already there from her. “Sorry, y/n/n, Devin is taking me out for coffee. I’m not going to be on the bus with you. But we should do a movie night over break! Twilight marathon at my place on Tuesday sound good?” You pocket your phone, deciding to wait until you can check with your parent’s schedule before committing to anything and walk to the bus stop. You groan as you watch the bus pull away from the curb, leaving you to wait the twenty minutes for the next one to come by. You sit down on the bench and pull out your phone as you watch a man approach from the corner of your eye. Relax, y/n, you think to yourself, I’m sure he’s harmless. You glance back at him briefly and feel your heart skip a beat. He certainly doesn’t look harmless. He’s huge, with a weathered and beaten looking face and rough hands stuffed into the pockets of his tattered coat. You quickly look back to your phone, hoping he didn’t see you looking.

“Hey,” he growls, “what’s in your bag?” You ignore him, digging in your coat pocket for your headphones. “hey I’m talkin’ to you. What’s in the bag?” You find your headphones finally and jam them into your ears, then plug them in before putting some music on. “Don’t ignore me.” You finally decide it’s not worth it. You’ll walk to the next bus stop, hey, you’ll walk all the way home at this point. You stand up, and start to walk away when the man roughly grabs your arm. “I said don’t ignore me, girl.” The man snarls at you when you spin around to face him.

“Let go of me!” You try to pull your arm out of his grasp, but he holds on tightly. You pull again, and this time you break free, but he snatches at you, catching your sweater and holding on still. When you pull again, he pulls too and the combined force causes your sweater to rip.

“Hey!” The shout catches you by surprise and you spin to face it just in time to see a red and blue blur swing past, slamming its extended feet into the chest of your attacker. “She said leave her alone!” You watch in a bit of awe as Spider-Man quickly shoots several blasts of webs at the man, who now lies trapped to the pavement. Placing a foot on the man’s chest and his fists on his hips, he turned to face you, still looking down at the attacker. “I’ll deal with you in a minute.” He looks up at you and you could almost see a nervous smile under his mask. “Are you ok miss?” He asks.

“I, uh, I -I think so, yeah. Yeah, thank you.” You stammer, “thank you.”

Spider-Man waves a hand. “Don’t mention it. That’s my job. Here, let me get that for you.” He steps down from his captured prize and walks over to you. You glance down at the ground and see what he meant. In the struggle, you dropped your coat without noticing it.

“Oh!” You gasp, dropping to your knee to pick it up, “I can’t believe I dropped it! Chances are I just would have forgotten it, I’m so shaken up.” You babble, your heart beating out of your chest.

“Hey, don’t worry…” The young hero trails off a little as he grabs it too, staring at your wrist. “Nice, uh, nice tattoo.” He stutters as he takes your hand and helps you stand up.

You blush. “That? Oh, uh it’s not a tattoo, my um,” your mind races, trying to think of how to word it, “my boyfriend drew it for me.” You finally say, “for good luck.”

“Luck.” Spider-Man repeats softly. He shakes his head a little. “What’s your name?” He asks.

“y/n.” You reply, “y/n y/ln.”

“Well miss y/n, need a ride home? After something like that I’m sure you’re ready to sort of just chill out a bit.” he offers you his hand again, and you look at him with a raised eyebrow.

“Really?” You ask, “are you serious?”

“Sure,” he shrugs, “so long as your boyfriend doesn’t mind.”

You shake your head, “no, no he wouldn’t. Thank you.” You take his hand and he pulls you close,wrapping his arm around you under your backpack. You reach up and put your arms around his shoulders as he shoots a web to the upper levels of a nearby building.

“Hey, what about me?” The crook calls from the sidewalk. Spider-Man looks back at him, “Well either those webs will dissolve in two hours, or the cops will be here to pick you up when someone calls you in. Either way, you’re stuck there for now.” He looks back to you, “where to, miss?” He asks. You give him the name and address of your building and he swings off, pulling you up with him. The air whips through your hair and you feel a laugh bubbling up inside of you as you swing along with him. You let it out, and the wind rips it away so fast that you hardly even hear it. He lands in front of your building and you step back a little from him.

“Thank you,” you say, “for everything, really.”

“It was my pleasure,” he says with a flourish and a bow, “just your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.” He takes your hand in one of his, and uses the other to pull the mask up, revealing his mouth and nose, then places a kiss on the back of your hand. “See you around, miss y/n!”

He pulls the mask back down and spins a web, pulling himself away just as abruptly as he had appeared. You stood outside your building for about five minutes, just blinking until the honk and shout from a cab driver caught your attention. You waved at him, apologizing for the confusion, then dashed inside.

As you stood in the elevator you pulled out a Sharpie and scribbled a quick note. “Guess who just met Spider-Man?!?”

“uh-oh, should I be worried? Did he sweep you off your feet and steal you from me?”

“No, not at all.” You grin a little and scribble over the answer. “Ok maybe just a little.” a small sad face appeared and you rolled your eyes. “Kidding!!”

A smile took over the sad face. “Oh, hey, what do you want for Christmas?”

“What? We’ve never done Christmas before. That’s in total violation of the pact!” You scribble quickly. Before you can keep writing any further argument, however, a reply pops up.

“I know, I know! I’m just making conversation, ok?”

You finally let out a defeated sigh and roll your eyes, glancing around your room. You toss your bag and coat down on your bed, and pull your torn sweater off, frowning as you You with the fraying edge of the gaping hole. Letting out a defeated sigh, you pick the Sharpie back up. “I really could use a new sweater.”

“Yeah, honestly I never have enough of those.” You felt yourself relax a little bit as you fell into your normal routine. It took you most of the next week to really shake off the aftermath from the attack, but anytime your nightmares woke you up, help was only a quick note pin your hand away.

As usual, you were the first one to wake up on Christmas morning, and when you rolled out of bed, you were a little surprised to see a note already on the back of your hand. “Merry Christmas!” You smiled a giddy grin, and wrote a reply. You jump as someone tapped on your window. Spinning around quickly, you were more than a little surprised to see Spider-Man standing on the fire escape outside. You crossed your room quickly and pulled the window open.

“Oh my god, what-? Come in, it’s freezing out here!” You said, leaning your head out the window.

He waved a hand at you. “No, thank you. My suit has a heater. Anyways, I just stopped by to give you something.” He pulled a package out from behind his back. “Merry Christmas.” With shaking hands, you took the package from him. Whatever was inside was soft, and it was very well wrapped. As you ran your fingers over it, you frowned, looking at your name scrawled over the red wrapping paper. Something about the handwriting seemed familiar, but you couldn’t quite place it.

“Go on, open it!” The young hero said impatiently as he sat down on the railing of the escape. You smiled and leaned forward, stepping out onto the escape as well before ripping into the paper. Inside was a soft blue sweater, folded neatly. You smiled and held it up, laying it over your torso, seeing how it would fit.

“Thank you, it's….” Your grin faded a little and you looked up at him. “It’s perfect. How did you know?”

He didn’t say anything. He stepped down from the railing and pulled off a glove, then he peeled his sleeve halfway up his forearm. Using his other hand, he took your’s, amd gently pulled your sleeve back as well. You gasped as you looked down. Your handwriting and sloppy doodles were scrawled across the back of his hand, and his neat chemistry notes and even artwork crawled up your arm. You placed your palm against his, and marveled at the matching ink that ran all the way to your elbows. You smiled widely at him, and met his eyes. He had taken the mask off, and now you saw him. His warm brown eyes sparkled and the slight morning breeze ruffled his curls a little. “Merry Christmas, y/n.” He whispered before leaning in and kissing you. You wrapped your arms around his neck, giggling into the kiss a little and pinning his sweater between the two of you.

You pulled back from the kiss and ran your fingers through his hair.

“Merry Christmas, Peter.”

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Merry Christmas!! I hope you are happy, and have a good New Year! 😁

Thank you!!! I hope you had a wonderful Christmas and will have a wonderful New Year too!!

Anon said:aaaaawwwnnn the good ol' platonic (or not, depending on the interpretation) bak*deku

I’m not anti anything anon, so you never gotta worry about that! I have ships I like and ships I don’t and ships I’m indifferent about, but I’m a firm believer in the ship and let ship principle~ sadly bkdk is strictly platonic for me (I see them too much as sibs for it to work in a romantic way, at this point), but I do adore their relationship and the way Horikoshi is writing it TT^TT it’s def one of my favorite Bakugou relationships, such a wonderfully complex story 💕

Anon said:Have you ever thought about drawing Bakushima as different ships? Like, from different shows. Put them in their outfits and such? I thought that wouls be pretty cool. Sorry if someone has already suggested this! I thought maybe Black Butler style ? Fruits basket, Death note, ect. ❤

I have in the past drawn them in AUs inspired by characters from other fandoms, if that’s what you’re asking! At the top of my head I can remember drawing them as Black⭐Star and Tsubaki from Soul Eater, Doumeki and Watanuki from xxxHolic and Jacuzzi and Nice from Baccano!, but I’m sure those are not the only ones... I’m never against that sort of AUs, if you have anything you’d like to see ask and I’ll see if I know the fandom you’re thinking about! :D

Anon said://squints// did your.... Did your lineart imPROVE??? holy maples Fran ur killing me with ur art I wanna survive my last 7 months of high school--

If you think so, then I’m seriously happy and glad to hear it! Thank you so much!! I feel like I’ve been getting sloppier actually, ngl, but I have been trying new tools for the line, so maybe that’s the difference you’re seeing!

Anon said:Gonna say anonymously caz' i'm too embarrassed to reveal myself for now, but I love your blog and art so damn much!!! Been following you for two years and you really inspired me to draw and really to stay in touch with bnha. Again, love you so much and hope you a merry Christmas!!!

Ahhhhh anon thank you so much!!! I’m happy I can make you keep up with bnha, ngl!! And I hope you’ve had a wonderful amazing christmas too!!!

Anon said:Sero with the long hair can murder me

He wouldn’t!

Anon said:what do you think of bakukamijirou 👀

I don’t ship it, sorry :( as far as shipping Bakugou goes, I only ship him around if Kirishima is involved - I do have a few Baku ships I like just for the aesthetics (like with Jirou, or Todoroki!) but I wouldn’t really call it “shipping”, I just like to see them next to each other cause their designs work well together haha

Anon said:Hello? Yes. Hi. Dave I love. Thank you.

I’m so happy to hear that!!! TT^TT thank you so much!!!

Anon said:Kamijirou cures my depression :3

WELL IF THAT ISN’T A MOOD!!

Anon said:Have you every considered a voltron au for your ocs? I know youve made a voltron au befores so i was wondering if you ever did it for anything else (i really love all your art have a lovely day

I’ve never, actually :thinking: the vld fandom is very scary to me so I try to keep away from it, ngl! I’ve also not watched past the first season of the cartoon itself so by now I don’t think I have the necessary information to make AUs based on that fandom, but the concept of my kids in space or piloting mechas is a wonderful one nonetheless haha

Anon said:Ah man I love dav so much. It makes me so happy when you post your sweet green haired boy. Day: brightened.

:sob: thank you SO MUCH!!!! TT^TT it makes me so happy to hear you like my boy!!

Anon said:I love and appreciate every variety of your ocs

THANK YOU!!!💕💕

Anon said:You: This is my boy. | Me: I love him so much and his hair and his shirt- 👌

Thank you so much!! His hair and clothes make less sense every time I draw him, but I have fun with it so I’m glad you like them anyway hahaha

Anon said:Hey! Who is he? He looks cool

Thank you so muuuccchhhh!!! His name is Dave!! He doesn’t really have much of a story, but he’s a uni student and likes music, philosophy and cats! He has a bunch of friends I draw him with now and again, and they mostly spend their time avoiding studying and being generally ridiculous :D

Anon said:Just wanted to let you know your art style is GORGEOUS. You're one of the few people on this site whose art always makes me excited to see it. I'm a huge Bakushima fan to begin with but your Bakugou is just...oof. lol I don't know if it's the hooded eyes or the undercut but you make him HAVE it!

That’s such high praise oh my god! TTOTT I’m glad you like how I draw my boy, he makes me so happy to doodle !!!!! 💞💞💞

Anon said:The two art post with "An unexpected sappy thought" and "Bunch of stuff from yesterday I finally managed to finish" were both flagged. i tried to send them to u, but couldn't. Just thought you should know if you haven't been notified yet! sorry that i cant be much help. (also the protest starts in like 10 min for me, so youre probably off already if youre doing it) sorry for bothering!

Anon said:hey your post (a colored fanart) of kirishima and bakugou cuddling w/ song lyrics as the caption got flagged, just thought i’d let you know if you didn’t see it :( stupid tumblr

These are pretty old asks at this point but I wanted to thank you for the heads up anyway! I have gone through my posts twice already and new flagged things always pop up, so the fact that you took the time to let me know was seriously huge help! Thank you so much!!

Anon said:hi i just saw your year summery-thingy and i just realized that i have followed you for more than a year now and i just want to say thank you for all the beutiful art i have seen !! you are truly one of my favorite artist i hope that you are well

Ah man thank you so much!!! I’m so so happy to hear you’ve been following me that long, it’s incredible to me!! I hope I’ll manage to get out of the slump I’ve fallen into soon enough orz meanwhile thank you for sticking around!! 💕

Anon said:Seeing your art summary makes my soul feel the urge to have your beautiful kiribaku art in a book. Have you ever thought about making a little zine with some of your illustrations? Or selling prints ;___; You're absolutely amazing!

Oh heck thank you so much for being interested in something like that! I’ve actually thought about something of the like, but if I ever did it would be a small zine with pieces made specifically for it! I have to research the whole thing a bit more, but in case I’ll reach a point where it’s a concrete possibility I’d first post something to check the actual interest in it between everyone! ;^;

Anon said:... Why BakuJiro tho?

Why not! They are good friends, have a nice dynamic, and their styles match together well! And Jirou’s so tiny next to him, I like the idea of Baku hugging her a whole lot as it might have become obvious by this point haha

Anon said:7w7r I see you there

I dunno what this is about but !!! neat!!

Anon said:Soooo,,, DabiHawks or Hawks single? I have curious for how would a drawing of them be made by you

I’ve said this a couple of times before, but I’m really only interested in dabihawks if Dabi is Touya at this point! I might change my mind if Hori develops their relationship more, but right now that’s how it is... and until I have more concrete proofs of Touya and Dabi being the same person I don’t wanna get too involved with the ship, in case I end up disappointed haha

Anon said:Fran, have you ever posted a selfie before? For some reason, I imagine you looking a little more like Kuroo from Haikyuu!! Haha.

I haven’t! I prefer being behind the camera instead of before it hahaha a couple years ago you would have been right! By now I have too much hair for it, tho lol also, I wear glasses and have a bunch of piercings and earrings that Kuroo doesn’t have (but should have, cause it’d be hot 👀👀👀)

#fran answers #i wanted to post something colored today but my health said no #*sad*#instead i finally got around to answering the asks #a lil bit of productivity is always better than none at all haha #anonymous

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Soooo Tumblr tagged your new post as "Content for Adults Only" and I can't see it 😢😢 srsly tumblr is pissing me off rn

Anon said:I don't understand how your most recent post about Denki is blocked by safety mode????? Like it's just your art of his birthday! I love the art of it tho, it's fantastic! Keep up the amazing work.

Anon said:*whispers* the thing you just posted contains sensetive media apperantly

Yeah it’s most probably Mineta isn’t it

(jk it was probs my inclination to swear my way through life’s fault, I asked for a review so it should be visible in a bit but for now you can see it here !!)

Anon said:!!! I didn't know when Kaminari's birthday was but his is the same as mine and I'm even more attached to him now !!! Thanks for bringing that info to my attention and also your doodles were amazing I love them and I hope you have a nice day!!

Yay for you and yay for him too!!!!!!!! I hope you’ll have a great birthday tomorrow, anon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And thank you!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:I can't remember if you've already answered this question but in light of Kami's birthday - you once did a comic showing what everyone from the Bakusquad would get him for his birthday, so I wanted to know what do you think Bakugou would get all of his friends for their birthdays?

Bakugou has the hardest time coming up with birthday presents, presents are just Not A Thing He Does, he tries but it’s just ???? I mean think back to how he tried to cheer Kirishima up, that boy is so damn awkward - that said, given how all his friends gave him something he felt the need to show them he could reciprocate, so this is what he came up with:

Sero’s actual tastes in material possessions are a total mystery for everyone, they make absolutely no sense, but what Bakugou KNOWS is that the fucker likes to eat his greens, so that’s what he did for him - he cooked the healthiest and tastiest meal he could manage to make, spent a whole damn lot of time researching it too, and Sero was honestly so touched (he loved it)

Jirou got a offer to go with her to a concert she couldn’t find anyone to go with - she hadn’t outright asked anyone, but it was clear she wanted to go but not alone - the band was too much for all of her friends, so she was sorta letting the idea of going go. Which is when Bakugou offhandedly mentioned that he’d heard there was the one gig from that one band and he was thinking of going since he liked that band and whatever she wanted to come or something? Bakugou had just spent the last day and a half listening to the band’s discography for the sake of making it believable and Jirou saw right through him (she didn’t mention it) (but man Bakugou could be seriously nice couldn’t he)

Mina’s present was to actually agree to go to her party. That was it. Mina’s parties are the opposite of Bakugou’s ideal place to spend a whole night at, they’re loud, and there’s drinking, and dancing, and the whole school is invited and it’s packed, so when she asked him to come she never thought he’d actually agree to go and stay the whole night, but boy did he. He also let her pick his outfit (Mina recognized the effort for the present it was. She was delighted)

Kaminari got a shopping trip - it went like this: Bakugou mentioned he was going to the mall, which always ends up with Kaminari tagging along just to go window shopping. So he stopped in front of the windows, pointed at stuff, made noises about the deals, and Bakugou went “wait here” and then went in and bought whatever Kaminari had been excited about. It happened four times before Kaminari caught on, and then Bakugou literally had to threaten him to make him stop holding back “I’m deciding I wanna do this so I’m doing this” (he still held back, but by the end of it Kaminari had actually whined the sentence “Bakugou please” pointing at yet another jacket or shirt of necklace way more than once) (he was so damn happy he didn’t even think about how he had absolutely no space for everything he’d just bought to fit in his room)

Kirishima was the hardest one (pun intended). Kirishima was actually so difficult Bakugou spent months thinking about what to get him and came up empty handed anyway. He was so damn complicated that Bakugou sucked up his pride and straight out asked him what he wanted for his birthday. “I don’t want to fuck this up”, he said, and Kirishima smiled so hard and so wide and so bright, it felt like enough of a present for him just hearing that. He told him he wanted to spend the day with him, so they did that - studied, sparred, ate, hung with the others. Bakugou didn’t think it was enough of a present since honestly it felt like any other day, but Kirishima was happy, so he guessed it was fine (he found and bought a super rare super expensive Crimson Riot figure to gift him anyway) (Kirishima cried)

Anon said:You are so awesome!!!

sob thank you SO MUCH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;A;

Anon said:It's t[odobak]u week! It's honestly a ship I never thought about, but ever since I saw fanart about them I've been thinking about their dynamic as a couple. How would that even work with their personalities? I know you don't really ship Katsuki with anyone else but Kiri, but let's say for some reason Bakugou and Todoroki got together. How would you describe their complicated relationship/dynamic? I've been thinking about it ever since I saw that fanart Q_Q

I talked about my feelings for these two’s relationship here!! But in all honesty I just can’t see them as romantics (if I could I’d probably ship it hah) so I can’t say how it’d work for them in a relationship of that kind... mostly because all I can think of as an answer is “it wouldn’t work” haha rip

Anon said:I love when you draw Bakugou being a big old softy

Fun fact: I take the fact that Mitsuki is unapologetically soft to Masaru as a good enough proof that in a romantic relationship Bakugou would be the softest to his partner - he’s already soft enough for Kirishima, can you imagine how much more he’d be after being openly in love with him for years? (I can) (it’s beautiful)

Anon said:More adult!AU please!!!!!!!!!!!

Uhhhhhhhhhhh sure, but it wasn’t really an AU tho! It’s just me playing around with their designs a bit, I’ve been drawing them aged up now and again for a while now (tho I admit mostly what stays constant in the design is only the hairstyles, everything else changes based on how I’m feeling it atm) anyway yeah, more will come in the future! Can’t promise the designs will stay totally unchanged, tho haha

Anon said:We only have to last one more day until the next chapter (probably) kills us all with the feels. Thank you to you and your art for getting me through this terrible week of waiting.

;A; you’re welcome, I’m trying to keep myself sane with my own doodles too so helping you along is a beautiful most welcome side-effect

Anon said:Could i have a ref of your adult kiribaku scars? if not i understand! have a great day!

No probs, just, I can’t draw right now cause of hand-problems so you’ll have to make do with me telling you where they are? Also that’s just how I went for it in that drawing, it’s nothing set in stone, really, I keep on adding and moving them around every time I draw them

The only scars Bakugou has there are on his palms - cover the whole of it and reach a bit on the inside of his wrist too, they’re burn scars and come from overusing his quirk one too many times. Kirishima’s got more - aside from the canon eye one he’s got one on the left side of his mouth, one on each forearm in the same spots he’s been hurt in the latest chapter, and one covering most part of his upper back (this one he got protecting civilians with his own body too often and breaking one time too many)

Anon said:I don't know if you take request or not but if you do, could you draw adult bakugou with baby kirishima and vice versa, please? 😙😊

I already have tho!! x x x

Anon said: Holy crap, scarred up hottie Kirishima with the black roots saved my life

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! glad you liked him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *O*

Anon said:denki at the end of your last post is me xD

*whispers* honestly same

Anon said:Okay but think about how fucking pissed Baku would be if Todoroki tripped and fell and broke his ankle walking up the the battle arena and they didn't even get to fight because Todoroki can't even stand.

Listen, listen, if anything like this happened Bakugou would take Todoroki off his list of worthy rivals asap why was he ever even interested in this guy why did he even waste his time like this he’s so done

Anon said:I just got my wisdom teeth removed and can't pronounce "f" , and all I can think ab is Bakugo, in the same case, being pissed as hell because he can't say "fuck" anymore

That’s the moment the squad learns that Bakugou uses the word fuck out of convenience and not because it’s the only one he knows, really (did all those swear words even exist) (how does he even know so many)

Anon said:Fran I just found out why you've stopped posting Haikyuu as much and?? I feel so bad?? Because you're absolutely right, the fandom might be pretty healthy compared to others but it a certain idea of what should be and what shouldn't be. Like the minute you get into the fandom you're bombarded with the "canon" ships (which aren't even canon smh) and then there's other ships which are just automatically designated as "brotp" and if you don't follow the norm then you get hate. (1/2)

And it just makes me feel terrible because you obviously love(d?) Haikyuu a lot, and drawing for it, but then the fandom basically forced you to leave. And that just makes me really really sad. I used to be sad that you didn't draw for Haikyuu much anymore (because despite fandom I do love the series very much) but now I'm just. Really glad that you found BNHA and are having fun drawing for it. Ahaha this is kinda pointless but I really respect you and so?? Just keep doing you

Thank you so much oh my god orz it’s... true, posting for hq hasn’t been half as fun as it used to be, lately, but I do still enjoy it! Between everything the fact that the fandom is sort of asleep atm does make me lose even the last motivation to draw more, so! I’m pretty confident as soon as the fandom wakes back up I’ll start posting more for it again! After all I love the show and all the characters a lot still~

Anon said:*chanting* Draw that hair angst! Draw that hair angst!

I’m trying !!! (tomorrow might just be the right day)

Anon said:i just recently started watching bnha and i'm IN LOVE!!!! i'm also glad i can appreciate your art more bc now i actually know who the characters are 😂

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m SO GLAD you’re liking it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And thank you SO MUCH for sticking around even while you didn’t know the show!!!!

Anon said:i love your art!!!!!! im gay!!!!!

tHANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and great for you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said: I can't believe Kirishima wears Franeridart brand knickers

It’s the most popular brand on this blog, really

Anon said:bro i don't even read/watch bnha. why am i so invested in these kids. it's,, it's your fault isn't it. you're being paid by horikoshi (is that the mangaka's name?) to reel us all in aren't you. EXPOSED, FRAN

Joke’s on me anon, I’m not even being paid for this (lol) (since you like the kids you should really give the show a try, tho *nudge nudge*)

Anon said:hi just a friendly reminder that kirishima eijirou is amazing and incredible and so are you

Being given the same compliments given to Kirishima might as well be the best thing ever happened to me.... oh my gods.............. thank you............

Anon said:There's only one way for me to find out if my Quirk is breathing under water

Anon no

#fran answers #guess who likes to blabber #me i do #anyway at the one person asking what's tomorrow #it's Fran Dies From Kirishima Feels day #aka new chapter's out tomorrow #no time to give to denki if im crying over eijirou you know #r i p that was rude to the birthday boy but honestly #HONESTLY #could have picked another day for your bd my boy #anonymous

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