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[dramaphan]

The subject matter was more boring than anything anyone expected but Dan saying they finally smashed their c*cks joke was funny.

Top ten things you don’t expect to hear, even from the hornmaster himself

[palossssssand]

Some doodles of the band crew!

Also some notes below!

Bonnie is the rhinoceros beetle, she's a trans lady, I haven't figured out her personality out much yet but she's the badass kinda gal and she's the jazz band drummer! I feel like she was part of the band when she wasn't out of the closet yet, and then afterwards she still stayed bc the band members are supportive!

Danny is the harvestman, he's like middle aged and he's got a very cool uncle-like personality. He plays the piano! He's kind of a dork but in a good way

Charlie is the cockroach and lead singer of the jazz band! He's kind of full of himself, snarky, but very easy to get along with,. Possibly involved with shady deals but he's a great guy at heart

Claremont "Monty" is the lobster and he's the bassist! He's a mellow and easygoing fellow with a deep appreciation for the art and music. If I ever wrote a story it'd be centered around him, he's fallen in love with the dramatic chinese theater performer praying mantis named Yan! And yan's this eccentric guy who loves being flashy. His home is disorganized but he's fueled by passion because he loves, love, loves theater! He makes his own costumes and is very ambitious.

Petey is the house centipede and "hornmaster"! He specializes in all horn instruments and he loves experimenting with parts. He makes his own crazy assortment of mismatched horn instruments that work like a one man horn band. He's got a quirky, lively, outgoing personality!

and the last guy i've got yet to design is Clarinet Joe, he's going to be a weevil and his entire gig is that weevils have large snouts and therefore makes it very awkward to play the clarinet, so he spent his life perfecting it out of spite. He's very good at clarinet. Personality wise he's definitely shady, he's this low life kinda guy who's in it for the glory. He's kind of a bum and charlie only keeps him around because he's just really good at clarinet. In truth, nobody really likes him and he's bound to cause troubleAnyways, 

I think that's all I've got for these guys for now! I'd just really love a story that explores the lives of these arthropod characters

meaning i'd have to design thing like shopkeepers, traffic guards, other jobs that might be in a city

[onadatewithlove]

The Blind Artist pt.1

Chen AU

Those who are blind sometimes see the most.

Happy Reading Hornies!

Every day you walked through the middle of the park on campus to your favorite coffee shop, and every day there were the same people doing the same thing. Except today was different.

As a business major you never really acquainted yourself with the members of the art school, but you had never seen any of the students in the park.  

Today there was a man sitting on an old bench under a bare tree, the park was not a pretty park.  Old and outdated, rarely having the leaves swept or the grass mowed.

But there sat a man, easel in front of him and a brush in one hand.  He was staring out at the park, watching as the old jogger man ran past.  

On your way to the coffee shop you walked past him, and you were almost past him when he called out to you.

“Miss,” His voice was soft and held a lilt to it.

You turned to look at him, making sure he was addressing you and not anyone else.  “Yes?”

He was wearing dark glasses on his face, something that was rather odd as it there was no sunshine today.

“Why would you willingly wear gray?” His head cocked to the side as he pondered his own question, hidden eyes never straying from your form.  

Your brow furrowed in confusion, “What do you mean?”

“There are so many colors in the world, yet you picked to wear such a dull one.  Out of all of the things I could’ve seen, gray was not one of them.”  

You pushed your glasses up the bridge of your nose, annoyed at practically being told what to wear, “Well that sounds like a personal problem.”  

With that you turned and walked away, leaving the strange painter to judge someone else.

It took about five more minutes of walking until you arrived at the coffee shop.  You pulled the door open and heard the welcoming bell ding as you were hit with a wall of warm air and the smell of coffee. 

You smiled at the barista as you took notice of your friend sitting in the corner of the shop waving at you.  You moved to her and sat your book bag down next to you. 

Sunmi passed you the coffee, “One medium caramel vanilla latte, what took you so long?”  You wrapped your fingers around the cup and took a small sip of the warm drink before looking at her.

“I ran into a weirdo at the park who made fun of my clothes.”  Your eyebrows came together in a pout as you recalled the words spoken to you.  

She gave a small smile as she looked at you, “I wouldn’t blame him, when did you get those boots?  Five years ago?”  You felt her knee knock against yours in a joking manner under the table.

The two of you spent the next hour or so “studying”, which was basically having your books open in front of you as you chatted.

“Well I have an economics class to go to, so I’ve got to go,”  Sunmi spoke as she stood, sliding her book into her bag and leaving. 

“See you tomorrow, same time?”  You asked, she just gave a smile and a thumbs up in answer.

After she was gone you slowly packed your things up to leave.  Saying goodbye to the barista you entered out into the cold night air.

“You know it’s dangerous for a girl to walk alone at night, especially if she’s dressed like that.  Looking so ugly you might offend someone.”  Your eyes shot to the source of the voice.

There sitting on the bench in front of the coffee shop was the man from the park.  A bag full of art supplies placed next to him.

“Are you following me?”  You asked exasperatedly.  

His shoulders moved up and down in a shrug, “I wish I wasn’t, but if I hadn’t then you would’ve had to walk home all by yourself.  And we can’t have you getting hurt now, can we?  He rose to his feet and slung his bag over his shoulder.  

He walked to stand right next to you, holding his arm out for you to link yours through it.  You rolled your eyes as you did so.

He looked at you, this time without his glasses on.  The dark brown of his eyes was startling against his pale skin.  Some would probably say he was handsome, but his shit personality definitely took away from the appeal.  

Giving you a cheeky smile, he asked; “So where to?”

The two of you walked next to each other, you giving directions as he pretended to guide you through the campus.  It was about a 10-minute walk to the dorm you and Sunmi shared together.  But she was in class right now and probably would go out with friends after.

The two of you arrived at the door to your dorm, “This is me.”  You said as you unhooked your arm from his.  You grabbed your keys and reached to unlock the door when you felt him grab your shoulder.

He spun you around and shoved you against the door, arms blocking you in and face hovering over yours.  You felt each breath that he let out as his eyes searched yours.

“What are you?”  The question was an accusation, and it didn’t really sound like he wanted a response from you.

“Are you a ghost, are you fake?”  His head shot down to look at his feet, “Am I going crazy?” He murmured to himself.  

You made a move to leave, but his hands dropped from their position on the door to encircle your waist.  His head dipped down to rest in the place where your next meets your shoulders.  

The two of you stood like that for a moment, you froze as you felt his breath against your neck.  “Out of all of the things I’ve wanted to see in my life, you weren’t one of them.”

His head shot up as his eyes peered into yours, “But now you’re all of them.”

A/N: I have been very gone for a very long time. But now I am back in action and still starting things that will take me forever to finish.  Anyways, loves you all.

fight an elephant, become a panda, request a fic, or even like this one! Your options are endless!!

Sincerely,

The Hornmaster

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[onadatewithlove]

Hornmaster~~~, I'm thirsty😢beverages won't help!! I need a dose of your writing!! Bsgduaiiwhsgsyaua save me !!

Well well well, have I got some drinks for you!

[onadatewithlove]

hornmaster~~ you are teasing my heart ☹️😢

IT SHALL END NOW

[onadatewithlove]

Hi hornmaster ! Are u doing okay and living life ? I love you and miss your kickass writing ! U da best ! Hearteu

You're precious