#I think I've practice enough that I feel comfortable to work on a bigger project!

[theimpurelily]

The soft little looks these two dorks gave each other in chapter 42 of SYONR by @grubus was just too sweet I HAD to draw it.

[finsterhund]

a bigger post more about the Boogeyman movie I guess.

Continuation from this: here

When the Boogeyman destroyed the spherical nightlight it made me so sad. The poor nightlight. It was like one of the moon ones yeah? Kinda. FUck him.

Interesting that they're playing into the Boogeyman being capable of voice copying as well as the shape shifting. So this feels like a simpler IT.

I always like to think about if these supernatural things actually evolved naturally and the fact that a creature with seemingly impossible mimicry abilities would evolve to fit the "preys on humans" niche that our houses and cities have caused to have been left vacant for so long. It uses familiarity to get close and blend in, and then it eats children who are unattended in "the safety of their own homes" because we're so comfortable in how our dens are safe have been for so long, and when natural survival instinct is filed away under "neurosis that must be cured" hmmm. An opportunist that evolved to permeate the safety of our nests, relying on us having gone soft. Something that adapted to the specifications of our own protective measures we're so confident works on everything in nature. Now I'm just thinking about the speculative evolution brainstorming I've been doing for my Underbed project again. How I'm torn between just how much the creatures of Underbed are naturally evolved and how much they're supernatural. I'm leaning more into "they were animals… at one point… perhaps evolved originally on Earth… but that's not where they live now… as in maybe they've completely adapted to being forced to live in this other dimension and only capable of coming into the now hostile alien world known as Earth from humanity's empty liminal spaces. Hahaha. Wish I could actually write the damn story though.

The visuals are pretty great in my opinion. The sketch of the entity is pretty cool while not being over the top. Spectre-esque, and the infecting tendril roots it puts down in places it's taking up residence are very good looking. I hate to come back to Skinamarink all the time but something like that, some more obvious more unnatural fucking with the house's appearance beyond removing exits and slightly fucking up stuff would have been cool to see just in the corner of a shot for like, less than a minute at a time to really add to it. More stuff like the hand I thought was so well done. But budget restraints of a tiny micro indie title I suppose. But then again if Kyle had a friend who was into textile arts and special effects on the project a whole lot could have been done practical. Idk. I hope for his next project he stays super indie but gets like, a gang of friends who each has like, a different visual medium special interest. I'd love to see those big goopy practical effect slime blood monster puppetry smoke and mirrors of old again.

This part: "it needs the dark to stay hidden… fire was the first thing man used to see at night" "it's really been around that long?" "I think it's been around forever" fucking sick as hell. So cool. Loved that.

The home movie lullaby scene got me crying a bit. Props to the dad not pushing his own way of grieving too much on the kids. When the older sibling gets after him for wanting to get rid of the mom's art supplies he actually APOLOGIZED and allowed her to keep them. Even if she had to put them in creepy basement.

I'm really hoping the mom becomes some sort of Spot Power not-exactly-an-entity that can fight the boogeyman. Also older sibling has an almost "Andy mullet bowl cut" hairstyle and I didn't notice until she had the house party.

Our first substantial look at the monster and the design is pretty good too. Has a partially mummified humanoid face with milky white eyes that have just enough luster to them that they glow in lower light in that way that has the potential to fuck with me but coincidentally it would seem the total absence of pupils nullifies how scary I find "human eye white glowing in the dark" so huh.

The bullying is also pretty realistic in this movie. You know this fucker was just trying to push the boundary as much as she could on how much abuse could she "accidentally" direct at the girl with the dead mom she wanted an excuse to demonize. She fully deserved that fucking slap. But then she immediately played the victim waaaahhhh wahhhhhh you hit me. And she gets to be in the right because she's the "calm one who never resorted to violence" oh no, just secretly instigated the entirety of the thing… 😒 God.

FUCK. THE SCENE WITH THR YOUNGER SISTER FIRING A WEAPON IN THE VIDEO GAME BECAUSE IT LIT UP MORE OF THR SCREEN BRIGHTER AND SHE WAS TOO SCARED TO GO AND GET A BETTER LIGHT SOURCE SO SHE TRIED TO IMPROVISE AND ADAPT WITH THE TV AS A LIGHT SOURCE SHE DID HAVE ACCESS TO UNLOCKED SOME PRIMAL REPRESSED MEMORIES OF SIMILAR. OH MY GOD.

Of course then I had to think about how I still intuitively on instinct do that shit with phone and computer all the time 😬😬😬😬 great. Just. Nyctophobia moments. I guess.

The shot of the bogeyman perched on top of the TV was so good. I got fucking chills. Then it cut to the scene of it actually jumping into the glow of the TV and moving and bruh… actually seeing its anatomy and how it moves. It's just like, quadrupedal Slenderman/the rake and the effects don't look "there" enough. Like it doesn't feel like it actually takes up space. It's a 3D model. Such a great shot but then immediately I'm broken out of it. For some reason I thought her getting thrown into the TV looked funny. I blame that gangly fuck.

Using a child as bait. Lmaoo oh my god that got serious fast. "I finally figured out how to kill this thing. I'll need … … YOU." DJGJDHDJFJS the fact that the floor candles were a thing that was established was cool on its own but then how it showed them getting systematically blowing out which signified the encroaching entity in the space. God. That's good. The architecture in this movie is really nice too. The way the house is built really pairs well with the shadowy spiderweb roots on the walls and ceiling.

Again, low light and from in front the creature design looks incredible. Really fucking good. But then you see it's full body fully in frame and illuminated and it's just an awkward thing. If they would have made it more anatomically hominin or more alien and unnatural in either direction it'd work better but it's right on the middle of "ehhhh it just looks a bit wrong but like in a design way not a body horror way" man. I wonder if making it black and muddling the visibility would improve this.

Love the use of heavy drums in the soundtrack.

Also how it still fucks with adults. Not as lazy as IT lol.

The scene where there's a fakeout death with it just lying on the ground was surreal to me. Don't see that all too often anymore. Just have the whole ass monster out there meme death posed degrading itself for the hopeful jumpscare payoff. Also the shots of its body stationary look creepier and more visually believable than the shots of it in motion. Huh.

Older girl's logic of "I saw it bleed" (like predator lol) doesn't really stand up considering she also saw it get shot like 20 times including four or so with a shotgun at point blank range. Like yeah you saw it bleed. Does that matter though?

The younger kid going around wearing the blinking Christmas lights is iconic to me. I did that sorta shit. That's Cayden armed to the teeth to pet some spectres type shit.

Literally fire kills it. Fire is literally the answer. (As a worldbuilding design that is fucking cool as hell. Early man figured it out. How to keep this thing away. But then we forgot) but also it did end up having like a sorta (same vein as Spot Power tbh) the mom's lifeforce being what stopped it. As symbolized by the fire. I liked that. I like how it's ambiguous as to the full extent of the mom's spirit. Would fire have worked otherwise or is it special magic dead mom Spot Power fire. Sad to see the house and mementos go though. Always sad. I will try not to think of love being consumed by flames I think about that enough.

I stand by the monster design being good but just doesn't end up meshing well and how obscuring it more would have helped. Maybe other people find weird almost spider human fucked up anatomy thing more scary than me but idk.

Pediatric psychiatrist: hey older kid now that this is all over just one more thing can you come back into my office alone haha no reason haha

Me: oh fuck oh shit the original story ending!! (But no. Lmao)

Was good. Loved the scenes of it hissing back away from the fire/light and when it skittered across lit spaces just enough. So much of the light and darkness effects are just really good.

I really lived the two houses but that's a given because knowing Stephen King this movie was set in the state with both an excess of cool houses and fucked up demons in it.

[sabakos]

I think this is probably true, but the more I've thought about it in the past couple weeks, I think I'm still more sympathetic to the argument that we should hold off on ambitious projects like that for now until the science improves by a lot. Probably not something to expect in our lifetimes unless science funding suddenly goes through the roof. Sure, maybe we won't make a mistake exactly like, e.g. cane toads again now that we know more about biology, but even ignoring that, we also have far more dangerous tools at our disposal that we still don't understand, that allow us to make even bigger mistakes!

Science is wrong about things all the time and previous best practices often turn out to have been horrible ones we understand things better. Sometimes this causes horrible things to happen! Lobotomies, for example, were horribly inhumane, and we should have waited to learn more about the brain first, because then no one would have gotten one. But even those, one of psychology's worst mistakes, only affect a finite number of people, and once we stopped doing them, the amount of harm our over-eager misconceptions caused also stops. But instead of just a few human beings, this is the whole ecosystem we're talking about: if it turns out mosquitos were important for something that we missed and we kill all of them anyway, now maybe hundreds of millions of people die of famine and nobody much cares that malaria and zika aren't killing anyone because there are food riots all over the tropics.

But take the reblog @bogleech added for example: scientists thought that the reintroduction of wolves to an ecosystem had some measurable impact on the direction that rivers flow, through a complex and deep chain reaction of effects, and presumably some rather intelligent people made some (at the time) entirely reasonable conclusions from their data! But then their findings were later debunked once we learned more. This sort of thing happens all the time in science. On the other hand, there are other subtle and unpredictable effects that do bear out from further investigation. So it seems fair to conclude that sometimes there are deep, non-obvious effects of any change to an ecosystem that we might care about, and that we're just not good at observing them reliably yet.

I admit that I'm still not comfortable with the idea that that means we can never know enough, though. I see those arguments made often, and I can sympathize from a practical perspective now, but they don't sit well with me philosophically: I'd like to think there might be a time in the far future when we can safely determine that we don't need mosquitos, maybe when somebody builds Biosphere 3 on the moon and we learn more about ecology that allows us to test all our hypotheses in a safe and controlled environment to see what breaks. But that's not a question we'll be able to settle any time soon, so for now I think I'll defer to the experts that it's best to hold off on large-scale changes, because we're still making rookie mistakes about just how exactly wolves impact erosion. And instead we should work on other ways to prevent mosquitos from spreading disease, that don't involve killing all of them, because we're not sure enough that that won't kill more people than disease does.

Also this is silly but I want to say that I never made it clear but I don't actually mind bug bites all that much? I think they can feel kinda nice actually. Certainly not hurting anything, not a real problem anyone should be solving on its own. And so the only ethically justifiable reason I can think of to destroy all mosquitos is that they spread diseases that kill people, it's hard to see how the minor annoyance of bug bites alone would justify any intervention at all. So if we can stop the spread of disease other ways, I concede that none of it is worth the trouble and everyone should just work on other things.

Already worked it out with @sabakos, the way I worded part of the bug post just looked too much like I was saying something else

[teletraan-meets-jarvis]

Hello! I've got a request! I think a Tech x reader with prompt 1 would be pretty good! Either f! or gn! is fine. For some inspo I'm thinking "Why are you looking at me like that" of something. If you want to you can make it a lil spicy! Also congrats on 300! That's amazing! :0

Hello Anon! I'd like to start this reply off with a humongous SORRY! This ask has been in my inbox for a while now as life got rather hectic, so I sincerely apologise for leaving it so long. But I absolutely ADORE this idea so thank you so much for taking the time to ask for it. I couldn't shake the idea of some soft Tech so ended up going for more fluff than spice so apologies on that front but I do hope you enjoy it none the less!! (I also may have taken Prompt 1 a tad literally 😅). Thanks again and hope you're having a lovely day!

Electric

Prompt - A romantic spark among colleagues

Pairing: Tech/F!Reader

Warnings: General Rating.

Word Count: 1.1k

“Tech!!!!”

“I’m right here, you do not have to yell.” Tech’s voice sounded from above you, shocking you out of your work enough to make you sit up in surprise. At least, you would’ve sat up, had you not been beneath the ship’s cockpit amongst the various wires and electrical boards. Meaning instead, you smacked your forehead into the panel above you with a pained groan.

“Are you alright?” He asked genuinely, crouching down to offer you assistance from out beneath the Marauder’s cockpit controls. You gave him a strained smile as you rubbed at your now sore head and took his hand to shuffle out from where you were working.

“I’ll live.”

“You called, can I assist you at all?” He asked politely.

“Yeah please, I’m nearly done here, there’s just a few too many wires to fiddle with to get this last line soldered. I was wondering if I could borrow your hands quickly to keep them out my way.”

“Certainly.” At his confirmation, the two of you got comfortable beneath the designated wires. You pulled your torch out from one of the thousands of pockets on your work trousers and used it to aid in your explanation to Tech of what you were looking to do. He listened intently, offering suggestions for improvement where he found them, which you gladly took on, and then set off to complete the task.

With his assistance, you finally managed to dig through the parts and wires to find the exact component you were looking to fix. You examined the damage, pulling out the necessary parts before replacing them with the new ones you’d acquired days earlier.

Feeling rather proud with your patch job, especially when Tech gave you an encouraging nod, you grabbed the two final wires which needed to be joined to reconnect the circuit. Tech shuffled the surrounding parts further out of your way and his gloved hand brushed yours ever so slightly, stealing your breath and emptying your mind for a moment.

You’d been working with the Batch for a while now, having run into them following the fall of the Republic. You were all unsure of each other at first, but following a crossed bounty mission, you ended up bonding with the four soldiers and their little sister and the rest was history. You joined them on their following adventures, providing technical assistance and some extra firepower where you could. It worked nicely, and within the little setup, you’d fostered a strong bond with the Batch’s resident genius. Once you figured out Tech’s factual, and at times blunt, exterior, you found a multitude of similarities which led to a strong friendship. You spent hours listening and assisting him with his projects and experiments, learning everything you could to help bolster your own skills with technology. You were practically glued at the hip, and the other troopers weren’t afraid to let you know it either. Little comments over dinner, slight nudges when the other walked in the room. Tech’s family were relentless. You would put up a bigger fight in relation to their teasing, if it weren’t for the fact that there was starting to be some truth in their jibes. You’d come to look forward to each small moment you spent with Tech, every time he spoke excitedly about something he cared about, or when he patiently took the time to teach you something new in hushed voices while his siblings slept. You’d begrudgingly admitted to yourself that you’d begun to develop a crush on your close friend, which frustrated you to no end. Tech had never shown any interest in you in that regard beyond friendship, and there was no way in the nine Corellian hells that you were going to jeopardise that friendship. Not a chance. So instead, you waited these silly feelings out, hoping they’d soon disappear. And when they only continued to grow, you convinced yourself that things had to get worse before they got better, that’s all it was.

Trying to shake off the warm feeling Tech’s touch left you with and bring yourself back to the present, you pushed on with the task at hand. However, in your flustered state you missed the moment when Tech stiffened next to you as you went to bring the two thin duracables together, not noticing the power coupling dangling in their set path. “No, no wait!” He couldn’t get the words out quick enough before the two live wires hit the coupling, creating a mini explosion in the confined space. Black smoke erupted in front of your face, as a tingling of electricity ran through your body, making your fingertips fritz ever so slightly. Both yourself and Tech were sent into a coughing fit as you rushed to get out from beneath the cockpit to suck in some fresh air.

“My bad.” You said in between your heaving breaths.

The genius removed his goggles to clean off the black film which now coated the yellow tinted lenses. “I did not think I’d have to remind you of all people about the bare basics of electronics.”

“Yeah… not my finest moment, I grant you.” You spared a glance over at Tech and nearly burst out laughing at the state of him. His normally neat and combed back hair was sticking up every which way, while his whole face was covered in soot from the mini explosion. Well apart from the area where his goggles had been, which left a comical ring of clean skin around his eyes amongst the dirt.

Tech finally returned his now dirt-free goggles to his face, shuffling them up his nose with his forefinger before turning to look at you, seemingly with the intention of checking you over, however he paused to simply stare, his head tilting to the side ever so slightly.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” you asked with a serious look. “Is there something on my face?” You could keep up the act no longer, finally breaking out into giggles at your own terrible joke. You watched as Tech let a huff of laughter escape past his own lips.

The mastermind made his way over to you, a dusting of pink peeking through the dirt on his cheeks. “May I?” You nodded with a goofy grin before he licked his thumb and went to brush your check, smoothing away a minuscule portion of the carbon covering your face. “I think that should suffice.” He gave you a small smile and your heart melted. This sweet genius would be the death of you, you were sure of it. That is, if you didn’t manage to accidentally blow him up first…

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[divyashree-4]

I've been a little tense about my master's thesis project, and the joining of the company. Cuz there's a little peer pressure to finish it asap and join the company so that earning starts earlier. And a fear of being the only one left and last to complete it, while others get into the whole money game before you.

But my concern was different, I wanted to do my thesis sincerely, as flawlessly as possible, it's my one and only master's in such a big Institute and the work will matter a lot in future.

So I was in dilemma and was looking for some light and word of wisdom. So I called at my home.

I talked with the most educated, experienced and elder persons in my home.

And because I was already a little sensitive, I felt things more than I usually would.

I did not feel a sense of comfort and care, a sense of empowerment in their words. They are objectively thinking about the benefits of my job and how it would possibly solve all the financial problems of my family.

They never told me that yes I can do it as per I remember, they only asked me about the results. They only cared about how soon I'll get crack the exam, get the college, start earning etc.

They never cared what and how am I feeling and am I confident enough, feeling good enough to achieve something or just living without doing anything. They were never with me in the process. At least not in a very inclusive manner,

Maybe it's their conditioning and their awareness. Their emotional intellect. It's not that they don't love me and don't want good for me of course, it's just that they are limited, limited in their thoughts and practices.

Parenting has the greatest impression on a child's personality and character, I would say in the identity.

I wanted to be loved and cared for, IDK how much I got it or how much generally other kids have it. There's no scale to measure and I can't even figure it out.

But I felt there's a lack. There is a lack of a bigger vision and thoughts. There's a lack of warm behaviour and conversations of comfort.

There should be an affirmation that you are something, something more important than your degree, this job, and how much you earn.

You should be praised for your essence, you as an individual. There should be words of comfort and care, words of empowerment, to gesture to show that you are loved and believed.

Then only you learn to believe in yourself, praise yourself, give yourself care and comfort, and love yourself the way you are.

After all this, I know that pressure is important to get things done. Family pressure helped me to get into it, and take things seriously but it shouldn't be from the outside, the drive from inside should be enough to do what you want to do and what you wanna become.

A home is a place of love and comfort, nurture and growth. It's not a place to accomplish a family's expectations just because they failed or lacked something and now you got to mend those mistakes.

It's pretty complex. Their past and condition, their childhood, exposure, education etc. A lot of psychological and behavioural reasons.

But in the end, I will support the side where love is.

Where care and nurture are, regardless of anything and everything. Where a healthy behaviour and sense of affirmation is, where a healthy push and drive is. Where you are above anything else in this world. Not in an egoistic manner but you are a part of God, or (something bigger) that's so beautiful and carries immense potential, limitless capabilities and power.

[letters-from-eros]

Pairing: Kirishima Eijiro x Fem!Reader

Genre: Angst To Fluff

Form: Oneshot. Songfic

AU: Hanahaki disease.

A/N: I had to edit this so hard for me to like it at all 😭 I hope you all enjoy.

Thank you.

You laid down, sprawled out on your bed with flower petals surrounding you. You think they're petals from a rose but they could just be stained in blood. You honestly didn't really understand how your condition worked, even though the extensive research you did and the consults with doctors. What you did know is that you're grateful that you haven't started coughing up blood, which is a side effect of progressed Hanahaki; AKA you're conditon/disease. It was obvious you had bigger and better things to worry about than Kirishima (the cause of the suffocating disease) but the petals were a constant reminder of him. You wonder if he thinks about you at least a tenth of how much you think about him.

The only people who know about your... Condition, is Jiro and Mina, your two best friends. Jiro is there to comfort you, though she can't quite understand why you would go through so much pain just to hold feelings for someone, Mina's there to try to make Jiro understand the importance of love and to make you happier about the situation. You couldn't ask for better friends, honestly.

The lump in your throat starts to form and come up and you take a deep breath and let the cough come, sitting upright, expelling the flowers. After the coughing fit is done you're left panting but there was something that didn't have the petals just fall out of your hand. You look at your hand that you coughed into.

Blood. It was laced on the flower making it oddly stick to you're hand.

You quickly went to the bathroom to flush the petals you just coughed up and wash the remainder of blood off your hands before rushing back to your room to call your two support units. You fumble with your phone before you manage to start a group call.

One ring, Mina is in.

"Hey, what's up?!" She asked in a cheery tone

"One second..." You hoarsely respond, waiting for Jiro.

3 rings, Jiro picks up.

"Sorry, couldn't hear my phone over my music, what's up you guys?" Jiro says in her usually monotone voice.

"I... I coughed up blood, guys," You confess to them.

"Y/N..." Jiro sighed, you could practically hear the head shaking and facepalming.

"It's time to confess, hun. And if he doesn't reciprocate it you can go get the procedure," Mina said in a fairly sassy tone, referencing the procedure I could take to make sure I would never cough up flowers again but that would iradicate my feelings for Kirishima.

"Yeah, I know. I'm not a blinded by love idiot," You respond, matter of factly.

"Thank god.." Jiro scoffed and you and Mina chuckled.

"So how am gonna ask him out?" You ask your polar opposite best friends.

Timeskip

You see Kirishima and Bakugo argue over... Something, at Bakugo's desk that was on the other side of the classroom than yours. You watch the clock tick for a few seconds before you start writing your note.

'Meet me at the auditorium,

                                             -Vines'

That was his nickname for you, vines. It referenced your quirk called the same thing. Oh the irony that you can sprout vines from your palms and control plants then you get a disease to cough up flowers.. The doctor who you went to to consult when you first starting coughing up the petals actually said that your quirk had the possibility to make the condition worst.

The bell rang and Bakugo and Eijiro continued arguing. You quickly left class and slipped the note into his prior to hurrying to the Auditorium.

Once you got there you found Mina adjusting her stool for the drums (Bakugo taught her how to play them) and Jiro tuning her bass. They both faked illness at some point of class to go set up the stage.

"Hey there, lover girl," Jiro said into the mic as you threw your backpack into some random chairs on the back row.

"Aren't you supposed to say check one two?" You snarkily replied. Once you got on stage you adjusted the height of your mic stand so that the mic was at your mouth.

The plan was great. You're gonna sing a cool love song that was playing in your earbuds when you first met Kirishima. You hope to god he doesn't have the memory of a goldfish and remembers the fact, especially after already telling him multiple times prior to conceiving the idea to sing to him. It was your favorite song because of that reason..

Two plants were on both sides of the door, you focus your quirk to move the plant vases to the middle of the main aisle, curling the branches into an intricate design that ultimately formed a heart.

"Pretty~" Mina spoke up in awe, staring at it. It was somewhat rare for you to use your quirk for something other than combat and it can be forgotten you can do cool, small things like this.

The door starts to creek open as Jiro and Mina start playing the beginning instrumentals. You start to sing the beginning verse as Eijiro fully comes into the auditorium, already awe struck.

Eijiro Kirishima's POV

"All I wanted was you," Y/N strong yet smooth voice sings, bouncing off the auditorium walls. I've get to hear her sing on rare occassions and I don't think I love anything more, well except for Y/N herself but unlike her singing I have to keep that love to myself...

I take a few steps further down the isle as an instrumental sounds off. Her quirk is so cool to add this beautiful and manly arbor, I doubt anything like this could be bought at a store.

I try to focus solely on her voice, but the thought keeps ringing in the back of my head onto why am I the only one watching? I know this song held significance us, but this seems so sudden. I am a man for spontaneity yet something like this seems random nonetheless. I should just focus on her singing.

Your POV

The ball starts to form in your throat towards the end of the song, you try to surpress it but your voice cracks just slightly, which is so embarrassing.. Which makes you focus on how stupid you're probably looking out of embarrassment which leads to you not focusing on the flowers which make them launch out in coughs. You pull the microphone away as weakening coughs expell the roses.  After your coughing fit theres a bed of rose petals, each one dotted with at least a little blood.

A pair of strong arms make you stand up straight before entrapping you.

"You have Hanahaki?" Kirishima questioms softly, barely above a whisper. Apparently he's heard of the disease. Didn't he do a very botched project on it once..?

"Mhm..." You confirm. He nuzzles his forhead into the crook of your neck as you hug him tighter.

"Because of me?" He questions again, sounding guilty, it took a second to process that if it was him, it meant that you reciprocated his feelings. The question was fueled by his instant assumption to blame himself.

"Mhm..." You respond, a bit to anxious to respond in full words, let alone full sentences.

"I'm so sorry.. I had no idea.. Y/N," He says, drawing away and looking into your eyes, hands moving to either side of your face. "Y/N.. I love you so much, I'm so sorry I didn't show you sooner.. I never meant to hurt you!"

How unmanly was the only word that Kirishima could think of to describe his cowardice to tell you how he feels, only to see that it left you with a painful disease. The supporting grip on your waist tightened, and the man in front of you looked like he was about to shatter into a thousand pieces.

"Its okay! There was no way you could've known!"

"But-"

"It isn't you're fault, please don't blame yourself.." You empathetically started to mirror Kirishima's feeling of guilt and sadness and your smile slowly turned into a dejected one.

Strong arms wrapped completely around you in a tight hug, causing you both to wobble a bit.

"I'm so sorry.. Uh, d-don't I need to kiss you? To get rid of the.. The flowers, I mean," A warm tint that complemented his hair flushed across his cheeks as he thought back to his botched project on Hanahaki. Requited feelings was enough to keep the disease at bay.

"Not if you don't want to, Kiri," You smiled warming at the flustered teen in front of until a rough collision of lips against yours. It was filled with anxiety and awkwardness from the redheads behalf with this being the first time kissing anyone, let alone someone who he loved as much as you.

"Woo!!" Jirou catcalled, exiting the auditorium with a playful smile

"Yaaaasssss!!!" Mina cheered.

They were already gone by the time you both had pulled away from the kiss, leaving you both at a complete and utter loss for words.

You relished in the feeling of breaths unclogged with suffocating flowers, the feeling on Kirishima's soft, lingering hold across your waist that he didn't even know was there. There are no words in the english dialect to describe this moment of blissful clarity. It was hard for you to even come up with words to say.

So many feelings to express, but all that came out was a soft, grateful, "Thank you."

[nihilnovisubsole]

My fashion queen, incredibly important question: How would one go about figuring out fashion *style* for characters? I've noticed your OCs always have a Look(TM), and I've gathered from your blog (and fics) that you've got an eye for aestethics - please, could you give me advice at least where to *start*. I'm completely unaware of fashion and, frankly, completely overwhelmed at the prospect of just starting..

Ah! Previous Anon again - forgot to add a more specific question about fashion (I’m squeezing in 2 quesiton in one xD). Do you have fashion advice for sleek/distant female character’s clothing that doesn’t hinge on formal dresses? (as is discernable, I have literally NO idea what a Grown Ass, Self Respecting Woman would wear)

wow. that’s high praise. when i got this yesterday morning, i knew i wanted to give it the answer it deserved. this is over 1500 words long, so apologies to anyone on mobile, but i wasn’t letting go until i’d really sunk my teeth into it.

unfortunately, since you’re anon, i don’t know enough about your character to suggest anything specific. instead, i want to take a step back and see if we can solve the root of the problem - “where do i start?”

when i was a teenager, an english teacher told me this: “the biggest constraint in writing is no constraint at all.” when you have the whole spectrum of something - in this case, clothes - to pick from, it is overwhelming. the natural human instinct is to freeze up. so while it may sound strange, if you’re just starting out, you might feel better if you have some constraints to work within.

with that in mind, you can treat finding a ‘signature look’ for your character like solving a murder mystery. you eliminate all the suspects that don’t fit until you know enough to narrow it down to the one that does. that’s going to involve something else you’ll recognize from murder mysteries: you’re going to have to interrogate the character. open them up and get to know them - their background, their likes and dislikes, their quirks, the role they play in the world around them. every answer will give you clues and weed other things out, and eventually, you’ll get a box small enough that you feel comfortable working in it.

now, i love fashion, and i love using clothes to send messages about a character’s personality. so as someone who’s had that interest for my whole life, i work from the other end. the constraints happen, in large part, without me thinking about them. i tend to zoom right to a certain aesthetic or item of clothing, say, “okay, what outfit can i build with this,” and go from there. but since you’ve said you’re “unaware” of fashion and it’s intimidating to you, i’ll try to ease you in through a different route and see whether that helps.

so, if we’re going to pick your character apart, let’s think about some practical questions first:

what setting does your character live in?

if you’ve narrowed your setting down to a historical decade, you’ll find most of the style questions already - firmly! - answered for you. for example, a victorian woman would, by default, wear skirts. if the character is contemporary, you’ve got a lot more wiggle room. if you want to mess with historical fashion rules for symbolic or story purposes, awesome, but i think that’s probably more advanced than you’re looking for right now.

if the setting is fantasy or sci-fi, what’s its dominant aesthetic? is it cyberpunk? sleek ~apple~ sci-fi? or is it more like star wars? is it medieval fantasy? woodsy faerie fantasy? JRPG-style fantasy? you get the idea.

what does your character do?

speaks for itself. what’s their job?

what is your character like, just in general?

this is where everything you know about their personality goes. if they’re a fussy courtier who’s worried about their reputation and appearance, they’re probably not going to be comfortable in plain, casual clothes.

what can your character afford to wear?

again, speaks for itself. do they buy designer brands? are they trying their best with what they have? or are they super strapped for cash and just have to get the job done?

does their social scene have an easily-identifiable aesthetic that you could work with?

does your character wear urban/street fashion or preppy rich-kid clothes? are they part of a subculture that dresses in a certain way, like teddy boys? do they have the desire or freedom to go all-in with that style, or do they have to play it down, like being corporate goth?

do they need to wear something they could travel, do hard work, or fight in?

goes with the job question above. do they need some kind of outerwear or accessory where they can hide weapons? do they always need to be ready, or is it situational?

basically, where does the character’s aesthetic need to sit on a chart of form vs. function?

what do other characters who are similar to your character wear?

look at your favorite movies, games, and TV shows and see what professional designers are doing with characters like yours. what colors and cuts are they using? what other elements do they choose? do you like them? if you don’t like them, what would you change? sometimes you can learn more from what you hate than what you love.

hopefully, you’ve already culled a huge swath of fashion ideas that you Know You’re Not Going To Do. you may still not know what you do want to do, either! that’s fine. let’s move onto some more artsy questions:

are there any colors your character would prefer or avoid?

it sounds silly. it’s not. a limited color palette will go a long way toward making a character’s outfits look unified and purposeful. obviously, in real life, most people don’t restrict themselves as much as fictional characters do. but if you were a costume designer, you’d want to have some guideposts to work with.

are there any motifs you associate with your character?

animals, elements, religious or cultural symbols, plants - you can sneak all these into their clothes’ details. maybe their dress has beading in the shape of a peacock, or rose earrings, or icy sparkles, or a bear pelt for a cloak.

have fun with meanings! moon motifs for mysteriousness, poisonous flowers, etc. let your inner lit major out.

do you want your character to have a certain silhouette?

this may seem odd if you’re just going to be writing your character and not drawing them, but think about it anyway. do you want to emphasize that your character is tall? is everything they wear skintight? do they have a large, unique hat?

a great example of this is maleficent. not only does she have a horn-shaped headdress, her huge, flowing robe tells us there’s a much bigger power in her than her body would suggest.

is there a certain ethos you want their clothes to project? what, in their world, would do that? what in our world would do that?

let’s say you want your character to look very powerful, to the point where people would find their looks alone intimidating. should they wear sharp, simple, severe clothes, maybe in dark colors? or should they wear very embellished clothes, like royalty? what are your setting’s ideas about beauty? modesty? does your character play by the rules, or do you want them to stand out?

what colors, shapes, and styles appeal to you personally?

for all the time i’ve spent talking about restrictions and guidelines, it’s important not to lose the fun of it, either. use your favorite color! give them clothes you’d want to wear in real life! character style is a playground where you can let wish fulfillment run wild.

at any time, feel free to turn to google or wikipedia if you’re not sure how to answer one of these questions. if you see an interesting idea, pick it up and follow it - what you’re doing here is training your eye, and that’s how you’ll learn. that said, if you’re already intimidated, i wouldn’t dive too deep into couture/aesthetic blogs until i had a more solid grip on how i wanted the character to look. it comes back to what i said earlier - there is such a thing as too much to choose from, especially when you’re not sure what you should be looking for yet.

there’s one other thing i want to mention that can help bring a character’s wardrobe together: repetition. if you’re planning several outfits for a character instead of just one, echo some of the motifs, shapes, or colors from one to the next. they don’t all have to be identical takes on the same thing, but if they have certain traits in common, they’ll feel less like separate outfits and more like a matched set. they could all be in members of the same color family or have similar patterns on them. maybe your character has a certain accessory that they wear with everything. you get the idea.

while i may not be able to plan your character’s wardrobe outright, i hope this makes the whole process seem more straightforward. or that it gives you some ideas to work with, or any other kind of help you might take away from it. this post is getting unfathomably long, so i’ll wrap it up, but i’d be happy to put any of my own characters through a “question test” like this one if you’d like to see how it works in practice.

finally, if you can find an interview with an artist or costume designer who worked on something you like, those things are worth their weight in gold. i read an interview with colleen atwood when i was in middle school, and it revolutionized the way i thought about fashion and storytelling. and when i say “revolutionized,” i mean “i owe basically everything i just told you to that article.” dig into them and see how they think and talk about their art! they’re more qualified to teach you than i ever will be.

[momo-de-avis]

Hi! So, this may be a bit of a weird question and seem a bit childish but wth why not. So, i'm 22 and i've never had sex. I've had girlfriends and we've done stuff, but for one reason or another it just never got to that. I know that age and sex shouldn't be related things in this prespective but (1/2)

when your friends are all in long-term relationships, when our society revolves so much around sex, it's hard not to feel shitty when thinking about the subject, to not feel like there's something wrong with you and that nobody will ever want you like that, that somehow you're being left behind. Any advice? I hope this doesn't make me seem like a terrible person lol (2/2)

It doesn’t make you seem like a terrible person at all. Its perfectly normal to have those doubts and insecurities, MORE SO in our society that pressures you to have, like, experience in sex, whatever the hell that means.

I don’t know what I can say that will feel like ‘this will work’ but I’ll try my best. One thing that I remember happening a lot was, for example, in nights out when people started playing games of like Never Have I Ever which inevitably end with sex questions. Me? I was the dumb fuck who went ‘NEVER HAVE I EVER BRUSHED MY TEETH’, ‘NEVER HAVE I EVER TOUCHED A HORSE’ and people were like ‘what the fuck ana what’s the point’ and I would just ‘drink up, I just wanna see you plastered’. Instead of being the person that kind of tried to remind people that I never had sex contrary to them, I was going sort of the other way around. Reminding them that maybe everyone around them wasn’t solely focused on sex as a priority, nor did their personalities or identities relied on it, so like, maybe ease a little on the games.

Also, if you can, surround yourself with more positive people. That is, IF you feel the people around you might be reinforcing these negative thoughts, maybe because they say stupid shit like ‘you’re a prude’ (something people love saying for no reason). I remember at one point the ‘games that are played solely for people to spit out their sexual experiences’ suddenly transformed into ‘people sharing their experiences in a constructive way’ to a point where we’d be having conversations about sex with gay men, lesbians, women who had sex with like 3 different guys a week, people who were virgins, people who were in a relationship for very long, etc. And it was very constructive and there was never any judgement. Surrounding yourself with caring people who are open minded and enjoy listening as much as they enjoy speaking is a very positive experience, and I assure you it will make you feel included. And I think, in my case, at a certain point it also taught me to stand up further down the road whenever some douchebag tried to play smart.

Society is a dick in this respect. I genuinely don’t know where this idea that it’s not normal for people to be a virgin in their mid 20s came from because from my experience it’s so, so normal. But there is a pressure, yeah. In some respects, I think it’s even bigger on men than on women, but for entirely different reasons and I suppose it depends on the environment. College I believe can be very toxic on this mindset, because it can be an absolute sausage fest and sometimes it needs a lot of boundaries to like, chill a little.

And I know comparing ourselves to others is very difficult NOT to do. It’s honestly something that takes time and we have to find ways of overcoming and learn new tools to stop ourselves from doing it. You have to shift the focus to yourself. There is NOTHING wrong with you. No matter what you think the issue is. ‘Oh you’re picky’ someone might say---that’s not... bad. That’s another way of saying ‘you have very well established goals and a very secure sense of basically what you want in a partner and that partner hasn’t showed up yet’. I hate using the word picky because of that. You’re not behind anything, I promise you. People take their time for everything, but it’s a complicated process to accept that when society puts a damn time table on nearly everything. But you’re not behind, you’re living your life and you’re doing it at your own rhythm.

Also, when people are in long term relationships while our last up to a year, we have to acknowledge those are two very different cases to compare. I say this as a person who made that mistake. I remember once playing never have i ever and everyone was like ‘i had sex in a public bathroom!!!’ and shit like that and I was the only one who hadn’t done any of those things. I kept joking saying ‘exCUSe me if I enjoy the comfort of a bed!!!!’ then one of the guys turned to me and said ‘but all these weird experiences I’m sharing, they were the result of a 5 year long relationship, it’s not something you just... do, most of the times. I did because at that point, we had enough trust to try it out’. At that point, my longest relationship was 6 months and it really, really put me in perspective. Now that I’ve been in a 3 year long relationship, I finally understand what he meant. It’s not even a matter of time takes you there, it’s a matter of having enough trust with the person, and when that person is around, it might take 3 months, 1 month, 1 day, 1 year to go right to the fucking!!!! Doesn’t matter at all. People are different and communication is key. it’s interesting because one thing that happened to me in my current relationship as well as my last was that we were both on different rhythms. And there was a time when we though, yeah babey get nakey, but then nothing happened not because we were rushing, but because we weren’t synchronized. And it turned out, a few more weeks were needed. And because these were both guys, they were feeling that pressure of ‘I’m a man, this should be easy for me’ but sometimes it isn’t. You have to let your mind settle, and your partner’s duty is to support you and say ‘it’s alright, I’m here when you’re ready, let’s chug down some pudding in the meantime’ or something...

And if people try to find reasons for virginity in this day and age just.. Bruh, it just didn’t happen. Like, I feel like now I’m saying something not to you but a wider audience lmao but: sometimes it just doesn’t happen. It just doesn’t. There’s no mysterious reason, no psychological explanation, no astrological projection like, no Jupiter was not on the right house or whatever, it just didn’t happen. It just didn’t get there. 

It’s a process. I mean, me saying over and over ‘there’s nothing wrong with you!!!!!’ might come out as shallow, or just not mean anything to you. Because it comes from within. It’s how you feel. So I insist on this: it’s a process, no matter how many times I say it. Shift the focus to yourself. Take the chance to look at what you haven’t experienced yet to understand what you would like to experience. Try to absorb the positive side of this sex-driven society. Listen to others and learn the lesson from that. To quote a very good friend of mine, ‘I learned with other people’s mistakes’ lmao but what I mean is a mantra I have in my life that’s helped me a lot in certain identity crisis: eliminate what I don’t want. And hey, I’m saying this and maybe you’re over there reading and thinking ‘done that already’, and if that’s the case, good!!!!! But be kind to yourself as well! Radiate the energy you want to feel around you! Tell yourself every day: there is nothing wrong with me. There are so, so many people out there like me, and none of us are weird or out of the norm, we’re just who we are.

If you want it to hapen, it will happen. Be kind to yourself, treat yourself the way you deserve and demand that from others. Sharpen your senses when you’re out there looking for the one, the ones or maybe even nobody in particular. Be safe and nurture what little confidence you find inside yourself. Transform your insecurity. If you want to get your mind off the subject, find activities you enjoy, like a hobby or whatever pleases you, or learn something new--just something that can keep you busy in the long term (again, I say this as someone with a tendency to like.. obsess over minor stuff)

So like this is very vague, I know. And I hope it does help in one way or another. You’re a wonderful person anon, this society is tailored to shitty ideals and a lot of people fall prey to it. We really, REALLY need to normalize the idea of not being in a relationship in your twenties, not having had sex, not being engaging in sex... We really need to normalize all of that because it is normal, it’s so normal that I kind of felt at one point that I was being lied to, you know. Because I’ve met way more people that don’t fit the standards than the opposite. So like, whatever this society is dictating, that’s what’s not normal. 

I think you’re already halfway there anyway, because it seems to me you acknowledge these issues with a clear conscience. It’s only a matter of acceptance, and that’s the hard work. that’s why I insist: be kind to yourself!! And remember I am rooting for your success and for you to get what you want, anon. Live your life the way you want to, practice good and tell yourself.I’m a cool ass human being. And oh god I hope this helped in some way!! ❤❤

[douchebagbrainwaves]

I'VE BEEN PONDERING WAY

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