#artists feel free to borrow this idea

[rhyme-thinks-stuff]

I wonder if Selene ever let Melinoe ride on her horses

[lackadaisycats]

sorry if it’s a stupid question!! but how do you go about making your characters personalities? they’re all really compelling and relatable and i was wondering how authors and artists like you are able to create depth to characters and if you’d have any advice for how to make them seem more real!

I don't really have a step-by-step process for this. Mostly I just spend inordinate amounts of time ruminating about them. Here's some things that might be useful, though - - Borrow from real people you know. (But maybe don't tell those people you've done that, because things can get weird...) - Borrow tidbits from historical figures, or other fictional characters who've been of interest to you. Don't copy someone else's ideas directly, of course...but remember it is actually completely natural and necessary to be inspired by multitudes of things if you mean to create something of your own. - Figure out where your character came from, even if you never reveal that information in canon. Create a backstory. So much of a character's specifics will come from their upbringing, the type of environment they were raised in, the types of people they were surrounded by, the value system they were taught to uphold, their early triumphs and traumas. - Play free-association games. Make lists of what words, colors, sounds, smells, places, shapes, flowers, animals, or iconography you associate with the character. Think about objects they might have in their pockets, or what that they might hang on their walls or stuff into a drawer. Meditations like this can lead you to think about the character from different angles. - Make music playlists. Collect songs that sort of remind you of a particular character. Play it on a loop and get lost in those thoughts and feelings. - If a thought strikes you, write it down - make note of it. Then keep writing if thoughts keep coming. (I often sketch the character in tandem with this sort of exercise.)

[meanbossart]

Any tips for new or returning artists?

I’m hoping to discover my own art style this year (from scratch, no references) by just throwing myself into learning anatomy, drawing random characters, and praying I can figure out how to add depth to pieces.

I have very minimal artistic experience and my work has improved significantly from where I started years ago, but not even close to where I’m hoping to be.

I can freehand faces and tweak the anatomy accordingly but I feel limited. Maybe it’s (in part) because I’m using an iPad, apple pen and Procreate? I recently added the paper-feel screen cover and that’s helped significantly with control.

Do you draw on paper to help your muscle memory? Honestly, ANYTHING helps. I watch videos on anatomy and art all of the time — I just don’t know if my brain is absorbing it correctly 😭

Hello! I don't know if I can say anything in particular to the returning aspect of your situation since I've drawn pretty consistently all of my life, but if someone else has had that experience of picking the skill back up after a long break, feel free to share your thoughts in the replies!

I'm not fully sure what you mean by "hoping to discover my own art (...) from scratch, no references", but if it means trying to whip up a style from thin-air and blocking out all outside influence or take any inspiration from existing art that you like... Uh... Don't do that! I don't see the benefit. All art is a derivation of a derivation, I can assure you that by compiling a folder or collage of your favorite works, borrowing and reworking aspects that you like, you WILL land on an original style and have learned so much more about it in the process than if you hadn't done that at all.

Also I can assure you that drawing on procreate/ipad is not a hindrance whatsoever, plenty of professional artists prefer it over display tablets. @wolfskulljack-art comes to mind as someone who has created several incredible tour posters for Metallica, all in her ipad.

I must have drawn on paper a total of 10 times in the last 5 years, I have no idea if that's bad or not... It Probably is, but I'm at peace with it, LOL. Generally when it comes to improving ( and I know that this is a frustrating answer) the secret is to just draw a lot. There is no class that is going to take you from amateur to Caravaggio, it takes time and takes making "bad" art. A lot of bad art. When it comes to learning anatomy, I think the best thing you can do is draw a lot of real-life human bodies from reference while consulting an anatomical diagram or model of some kind. Otherwise you will just making a bunch of lines without ever understanding their purpose.

I don't think you need to be an expert at the human body AT ALL before jumping into stylization and making confident, art, but if you do something like this whenever you draw I think you will end up learning a whole lot. Muscle memory (no pun intended) will come to you naturally!

I also have a lot more tips in my #tutorial and #advice tags that you can look through if you want to, otherwise, I would tell you to just do more drawing and less looking for the perfect tutorial or golden advice. A lot of artists get very boggled down in learning in the most correct and effective way, and while there are pointers that can be given, they tend to be very straightforward🤷 and the rest falls on you to follow through with!

[pskmonika]

I saw the post you made abt MHA boys’ type and thought it was so cute and accurate (at least how I envision it too) I loved your vision for Shinsos s/o and was wondering if you had any hcs about his type/what he finds attractive? I love this purple haired boy sm you have no idea

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Shisou's type / him having a crush:

Because of shinsou's calm personality, a lot assume that he'd be into someone who's more outgoing and extroverted that makes him get out of his shell, but i dont think thats true

trying to think of it in a canon way, shinsou is sooo similar to aizawa and we saw that aizawa had no feelings towards the bubbly girl that like him, so thats why i think similar to him, thats simply not shinsou's type

Shinsou wouldn’t fall for someone who blends into the crowd—he needs someone who sees the world differently, someone extraordinary in their own quiet way, shinsou doesn’t crave noise; he craves depth.

well at first You was quite, that all there was in you , that all everyone saw, but shinsou unlike everyone else, pays attention to the smallest details, like the way u loved to draw whenever u got free time, like the way u chase cats outside and always leave a piece of cheese or tuna in ur backpack just in case u found hungry stray cats, or the way u loved to come to class earlier than everyone just to listen to ur fav songs while staring out the window, u loved the sky, he for sure knew that, from the way u stare at it, the way u drew it

maybe it was drawing, writing, making music or even photography.... but you certainly was someone artistic, someone that sees beauty in things, someone that doesnt just look around the world, someone that sees the world, someone that holds so much inside

You were fascinating, just like your quirk: Nightmare. It brought your enemies’ greatest fears to life, turning them into a reality you controlled, it was scary, it made him wonder if people thought you have quite the vaillin quirk, just like they thought about him,

But unlike him, you was quiet but never unkind, and he was curious

So he got closer, started from borrowing a pen, to a random chat in the rooftop to being partners for a school project, and the more time he spent with you, the more, he’s sinking, deeper and deeper, into you.

you made him feel at ease, you were like a gentle breeze on a warm day, he felt like with you he can breath

He loves that no one knows you like he does, Your laughter, your secrets, your vulnerabilities—they belong to him. He’s possessive, and he knows it. its no secret how insecure he is, so knowing that he got to see sides of you that no one else sees, hear a laugh that no else hears, making inside jokes with you, hearing your secrets and discovering all the diff sides of you, it all make him feel so special

But the moment he sees you with someone else, it feels like his insecurities explode, the jealousy start consuming him like gasoline igniting on an open flame, and when the wild fire consumes him, it all came bursting out his chest, as a messy unexpected confessing and a sudden passionate kiss

N.B: i hope u enjoyed this! I always try to keep the character's true personality and stay canon and make the s/o kind of special, so sorry if this wasnt exactly what u wanted! Everyone feel free to request any other characters! This is the previous post and sorry for any grammar mistakes, if u got any other thoughts on shinsou's type comment it down below! Id love to hear your thoughts

[fayes-fics]

When The World Is Free: Chapter 4 - Le Rideau Tombe Avant La Fin

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Pairing: Benedict Bridgerton x fem!reader, WW2 AU.

Warnings: none.

Word Count: 2.6k

Author’s Note: Multi-chapter fic based on a request by the lovely @amillcitygirl! Please see the masterpost for a synopsis of this story. This is reader and Eloise's farewell to Paris. Thanks to @colettebronte for beta reading. Enjoy!

Paris, September 1939

The next three days are a blur, fleeting but at once memorable, lived on borrowed time. 

Knowing the inevitable is happening - that you will need to leave Paris soon - you give notice at work; so sad to have only been there for a matter of weeks rather than the planned months. On a brighter note, however, you are able to spend the days with Benedict, showing him all you have learned about art in the city in the short time you have had. Many a happy hour is spent in galleries. Both of you tripping over your words to share what you know about the art and the artists in a breathless, excited fashion. Kindred spirits in your appreciation of the works. Sometimes lost in a reverie as you stand in front of a canvas as large as your entire living room, the scale and complexity literally dumbfounding. 

And, of course, a little of your heart is stolen with each moment together - the first person you have ever met who truly seems as enthused as you about the subject matter. That it's all wrapped up in that handsome face adds more complexity and confusion. You can't deny the skip in your pulse when he looks at you, weighted, a touch of reverence, so focused as you speak passionately on the subject you love. And you are certain your face is a picture of devotion as he waxes lyrical, too. You know you are getting swept up into the almost cliched romance of it all - the city of love, a handsome stranger, the no doubt impending invasion giving a sense of urgency and finality to every hour- it's a powder keg that feels dangerous as it is intoxicating. 

—

Early evening of the second day, as you wander back from the Louvre, you pass by the offices of the cruise company you came from America with. 

“Oh! I should speak to them about swapping my return ticket,” you comment, seeing the men standing outside in the smart red livery of the company, speaking in English to crowds of people inquiring about escaping France.

“See if you can move it to the day after tomorrow,” Benedict counsels. “That is the day we are due to set sail. We can all go to the coast together on the train.”

“That would be nice,” you admit, realising it will be lovely to have someone to wave farewell to, even if there is a little stab in your chest at the idea you may never see Benedict again. Or, of course, darling Eloise.

So, a couple of hours later, after an early dinner, you are back on this same street, your ticket in hand, waiting patiently to speak to one of the young men in uniform. 

“Mademoiselle?” he beckons you forward.

“Good evening. I have a ticket to New York for eleven months, hence, 12th August 1940. I am hoping I can swap to a sailing in a few days? Ideally, the day after tomorrow?”

The men exchange glances, and there seems to be a swirl of excitement as they crowd around you.

“A real ticket?” one of them pipes up, an excitement in their tone which strikes you as rather odd.

With a nod, you hand it over, and they all seem to confer, then grab a pad of tickets and transfer some details. 

“Not a problem at all, Mademoiselle. Here, this is for a sailing two days hence. Thank you for travelling with us!”

They seem inordinately pleased as you walk away clutching your new ticket, a mix of emotions swirling. The finality of your time in Paris suddenly so real, the date on the newly issued ticket, ink still drying, sinking in.

—

When you push open the door to your apartment, still with a tinge of melancholy, you are taken aback by the whirlwind you encounter.

“How did I amass this many mugs?” Eloise decries, standing amidst a complete bomb of possessions scattered all over the surfaces of your apartment.

“Well, you can't take them all home,’ Benedict points out wearily, “you have your case, and that trunk there, Eloise, and that is all.”

Eloise rolls her eyes. “Well aware of that brother…” holding a blue and red mug in each hand, assessing which she likes more.

“I suppose I'm lucky I've only been here a matter of weeks,” you pipe up as they both turn to look at you, Benedict shooting you a lopsided grin as Eloise barges forward and loops your arm in hers, dragging you across the room.

“Just the person I need!” she declares. “Help me! What mug screams, ‘I had a life in Paris once, and it was amazing’?” She gestures to the array of drinking vessels she has pulled out to the cupboard.

You ponder the question with a thoughtful pout. “Why not just leave them all for the next tenant? I'm sure Solene would appreciate the ability to rent out the apartment with kitchen supplies?” you try to be diplomatic.

“Yes, I know that,” Eloise sighs, “there were mugs when I got here. That, of course, got mysteriously broken after a few days, which is a blessing as they were all hideous…”

“You broke some perfectly good mugs?” Benedict frowns disapprovingly.

“Do you live here?” she shoots back pointedly, raising an eyebrow, “I am only seeking the counsel of those who live here… not a squatter,” she sniffs.

You share a look with Benedict -  yours contrite, his bemused - as if this is just another day with Eloise. Which, to be fair, it sort of is.

“If I had to choose one…” you point to the cherry red earthenware mug that looks French in a way you can’t quantify; it just does.

“You’re right as always,” Eloise grins, seizing it. “Much better help than that one,” she adds, sticking her tongue out at Benedict as she wraps the chosen item in yesterday's newspaper.

“Packing going well?” you breeze, your eye again meeting Benedict’s as he pulls a face that makes you giggle hard.

“You try cramming nine months of freedom into a teeny trunk,” Eloise grumbles, heading towards her bedroom.

“I am just taking my clothes…” you admit. You only have a few additional items you purchased since you arrived in Paris that should all fit if you pack smart enough.

“That’s yours, by the way…” Eloise gestures to Benedict’s painting on the wall before she disappears out of sight. “I have no room for it, and it seems strange to carry a picture of a house I'm headed to…” she calls out down the corridor.

“I would love it…” you inhale, looking at the artist imploringly as if somehow you need his permission.

“Y-you want it?” Hesitant, disbelieving almost. 

“If you will permit me,” you confess, clasping a hand over your heart.

“It is yours,” he replies, his face a mixture of pleasant surprise and humble acceptance.

You rush forward and take the painting off the wall, reverentially cradling it between your hands. 

“Thank you, Benedict,” you sigh, a little fizz in your stomach at the idea he wants you to have it. Like you will always have a piece of him with you once you are apart.

“I can paint you others...” he offers quickly, in a rush of exhaled breath. “Whatever you want…”

Something in the tumbling sincerity of his words has your heart beating fast.

“I can think of nothing more appealing than a wall full of your works…” you confess while trying not to think that room would be thousands of miles away.

He blushes adorably, casting his eyes down until suddenly, his head jerks up again. “Wait I…I have something I want to give you, actually,” He scurries across the room and gathers a sketchbook. “I'm sorry it's not framed, but here…”

He carefully tears out the page from his pad. And your heart stops.

It's you from two days ago. Sitting on a bench overlooking the Seine, the Eiffel Tower over your shoulder as you read a book. You wondered what he was doing sitting a few feet away that day as you took a lunch break. Now you know. It's a perfect pencil rendering of the scene, each sketched line a wondrous recreation of that sun-soaked afternoon.

“Benedict….” all other words fail. 

“I want you to have it,” he murmurs, “your time in Paris may have been unexpectedly brief, but you deserve a memento of the happiness you found here, however fleeting it had to be.”

Tears prickle in the corner of your eyes; you want to rush to him, to throw your arms around him, thank him profusely, but you are scared to. Scared that in the moment you would get carried away, press your lips to his…

“Thank you...” is all you can struggle out, inadequate and awkward.  

“De rein…” Again, that perfect accent has you practically swaying

But the spell is broken when Eloise reappears, complaining loudly about the size of her trunk, and part of you is grateful for it. Guilt floods your being as you think how bad of a person you must be to covet your best friend’s brother when you have a fiance back home. One you will, in fact, likely see in a matter of days now… tamping down that disquiet, you excuse yourself to your room, placing your ticket on the mantel and refusing to look at it as you pick up a book to read.

—

Solene’s hug is so tight you feel like she is crushing your ribs. Or perhaps it's that you feel a little too fragile today.

“I shall miss you, ma cherie,” she mumbles into your hair before pulling back and seizing your jaw. “You will come back when this is all over, oui?”

“Oui,” you agree, knowing it’s more of a wish than a promise.

Once again, she pulls you in for a tight hug before turning to Eloise and clinging to her just the same, lingering longer.

“Souviens-toi, ma sœur,” she reminds Eloise, having told you the previous night that her sister lives just outside the port city of Le Havre should you need a place to stay for any reason.

It's two days later, the day of your departure, and your eyes ping around the now-tidy apartment, only furniture left where once there was a jumble of life. It looks much less like home, making handing over your key a little less painful. One final wistful glance at the Eiffel Tower out of the window is all you can manage before picking up your case and walking out, scared to look back.

Benedict is loitering in the corridor outside and shoots you a sympathetic glance as you exit, eyes glassy.

“You will return,” he offers solemnly, even as you both know it's just a platitude, before turning his attention to the apartment door. “Hurry up, Eloise, we need to get to the train…” he calls.

You start to move towards the sweeping staircase, preferring a long amble down its winding loop than the lift, your case feeling much heavier than when you arrived mere weeks ago…

—

You watch the puffs of steam float past the window as the train picks up pace, pulling out of Gare Saint-Lazare. Perhaps aptly, it begins raining soon after, streaks of water lashing the glass as you rest your head back into the seat.

“I can't bear to look at it,” Eloise sighs, closing her eyes so as not to see Paris slipping away.

You reach over the table between you and grasp her hand, and her eyes open to give you a nod of thanks before closing again. 

“Why do you have to be American?” she whines. “I would do anything to have you come to England. We could get a little place together in London…” She winds her feet around yours like a vine, needing the connection in your last few hours together.

“If only…” you agree, a weight akin to a heavy boulder settling in your stomach at the idea you will soon be back on Long Island, a world that seems so…. staid to you now.

Benedict shoots you a sympathetic look across from his seat next to Eloise on the aisle but says nothing, going back to reading his book as it's your turn to sigh, the city now a blur outside the window as you speed towards the end of your time in France.

–

Half an hour later, Eloise is sleeping, her head lolling lightly on the glass with the gentle rocking motion of the train, now following the meander of the Seine just outside Poissy.

“She didn't sleep well last night,” Benedict observes, looking up from his book and following your line of sight. “I don't think she wanted her last night in Paris to ever end.”.

His words take you back to just hours ago, a rousing evening in your favourite local bistro filled with wine, camaraderie and song. Benedict didn't accompany you and Eloise, preferring to stay home and read, he said, but part of you wishes he was there to help commiserate and toast your final night chez Paris.

“You should have come out,” you opine with a slight pout, which makes him chuckle.

“It's not me who had to have the fitting farewell,” he points out with a sympathetic smile.

“Still, it would have been nice if you were there…” The idle thought is out of your lips before you can think about how that might sound, and you know you are blushing when his mouth opens a fraction in surprise, a dot of colour on his cheeks, too.

“I'm sure you still had a wonderful time,” he placates demurely.

You smile and nod, feeling a little twinge in your ankle from all the dancing you have done.

“Are you excited?” he asks, changing the subject.

You frown. “Why would I be excited to leave Paris?”

To be reunited with your fiance?” he answers slowly, a look of puzzlement on his face that it had not occurred to you.

“Oh…” you pause, your mind recalling Stanley’s smile, although somehow it seems faded now, like an out-of-focus photograph, as if you cannot wholly remember it now.  “I… I suppose…”

His face is a picture of concern again. “You do not sound certain…” he hedges.

“I am not, to be honest,” you sigh for what seems like the hundredth time today. “These few weeks have… shown me so much of the world,” you explain, “I have had so many novel experiences, met so many wonderful new people…” you can't help but let your gaze meet his as you say it. “It makes my life before seem… small? Parochial?” you are clutching for the right words as his hazy eyes track your every facial move.

“Like an old shoe that used to be comfortable but now suddenly feels too tight?” he offers a metaphor that is so apt you can't help but nod.

“Exactly!’ you agree, enthusiastically waving your hand. 

There is a quiet moment where your eyes meet again, a tingle over your skin, a pulse of energy so enlivening.

“Do you feel there is perhaps something out there better for you?” his ask feels loaded, a quiet murmur that carries so much hidden meaning but is nearly lost in the rhythmic sound of the train clattering over the tracks. So much so you could likely pretend you didn't hear, but you don't. 

“I just might…” you answer softly, even as you are unable to look away. Something about this man makes you daring, unwilling to do anything but be bold.

Long, elegant fingers reach out over the table and are about to brush the back of your hand when Eloise suddenly startles awake between you. His hand disappears rapidly, pulling back as if burned. All you can concentrate on is the ashy taste of regret at your best friend’s timing.

Benedict taglist: @foreverlonginguniverse @aintnuthinbutahounddog @severewobblerlightdragon @writergirl-2001 @heeyyyou @enichole445 @enchantedbytomandhenry @ambitionspassionscoffee @chaoticcalzoneranchsports @nikaprincessofkattegat @baebee35 @crowleysqueenofhell @fiction-is-life @lilacbeesworld @broooookiecrisp @queen-of-the-misfit-toys @eleanor-bradstreet @divaanya @musicismyoxygen84 @benedictspaintbrush @miindfucked @sorryallonsy @cayt0123 @hottytoddyhistory @truly-dionysus @fictionalmenloversblog @zinzysstuff @malpalgalz @panhoeofmanyfandoms @kinokomoonshine @causeimissu @delehosies @m-rae23 @last-sheep @kmc1989 @desert-fern @starkeylover @corpseoftrees-queen @magical-spit @bunnyweasley23 @how-many-stars-in-the-sky @amygdtjhddzvb @sya-skies @balladynaaa

[tinytalkingtina]

Wiggly 🧠🪱 Wednesday

@devondespresso Tagged me in this forever ago and I finally had one wiggle its way into my brain!

This week been fiddling with the idea of a true role reversal Steddie, with Eddie as the popular jock and Steve as the metalhead (as opposed to a punk). This got a little away from me, haha. No idea for a story or how other characters might fit in, but if anyone wants to take the concept and run with it feel free!

Eddie

Eddie is still poor, and still lives with his uncle (let's pretend he had to repeat a grade due to the chaos of moving in with Wayne). But he's Hawkin's star track runner/lightweight wrestler, channeling his energy into sports and competition. His grades are probably still not great, but since he's winning awards at meets, teachers let a lot more slide, and he skates by most of his classes with low C's. If he's loud and excited, then well, that's just what jocks do, right?

Wayne works nights, so Eddie is usually left to his own devices. Sure, the trailer can't hold that many people (and maybe Eddie has a bit of a chip on his shoulder that he lives in the trailer park), but this is the Midwest, and Eddie is creative. He hosts big bonfire ragers out in the woods, deep enough that the cops can't easily break them up.

Eddie's "Munson Doctrine" is from the perspective of being a jock. Mixed with his insecurities, it becomes about staying on top, no matter what. That means dating around, taking girls out most Fridays. He likes girls and has plenty of fun. And if he occasionally slips in a fantasy or two about drug dealer Steve Harrington pinning him against a wall with that knife of his, no one needs to know.

Steve

Then we have Steve. Steve's had piano lessons since he was 5. A framed picture of him in his bow tie and tiny suit at his first recital sits on his mom's desk. He's good at sports and does Little League as a kid, but they don't hold his interest, not the way music does. When he hits middle school, him and his dad have a huge fight over him refusing to try out for any sports. The cracks were already there, because his parents are louder than they think when they argue. To drown them out, he turns on the radio, spinning the dials. By chance, he finds a Black Sabbath song. Something in it speaks to him, gives an outlet to the frustration and anger he's feeling.

Steve picks up drums to play in band at school, but he also borrows books from the library and teaches himself guitar after begging his mom for one for his 13th birthday. He makes a few friends, they start a band. As he enters high school his parents fight more. His grades, never great to begin with, slip further, so no more allowance for Steve. The first time he tries to steals a tape, he's caught almost immediately. But he gets better at it over time. Can't steal tattoos though, and Steve's not a great artist. So maybe he starts dealing. His parents work late most nights, so they don't need to know about his...extracurricular hobbies.

Even if he's not at the top of the high school food chain, Steve's still good at reading people and social situations. I don't think he would have the desire to DM AD&D, but I think Steve makes a good player, always solid at strategizing. In the hallways, he sees and overhears things, enough that he's able to keep the heat off him and his friends with some clever insinuation, and the threat to cut off anyone who tries something.

He sees the way that loudmouth jock Eddie Munson's eyes flick down to his lips when he buys weed off him at parties too, the guy isn't nearly as subtle as he thinks he is. Steve would love to take him down a couple pegs, if Eddie'd let him.

Thanks to @little-annie for some ideas on fleshing metalhead!Steve out more :D

Edit: check out the role reversal steddie tag for snippets of what Annie and I are writing now :)

No pressure tags to some folks (and if anyone wants to be tagged in the future let me know!): @augustjustice @hbyrde36 @puppy-steve @soaringornithopter

@hairstevington @eyesofshinigami

[heartforeyes]

These are some Everlark fanfic ideas I currently have swimming in my head.

- Tattoo artist Peeta. Katniss is getting Primroses tattooed

- Dj Katniss. Obsessed listener Peeta

- Peeta asks to borrow something. He grabs an old Gale jacket. Katniss doesn’t know what to say

- Fashion designer Katniss. Peeta commissioning an insane amount of things over the months, so he can visit her studio. Have her hands on him for measurements. He offers to cater one of her trunk shows.

- Megan Moroney “Am I Okay” album AU. Each chapter being named after a song, and write the backstory with the characters. I’m still trying to figure out how to piece it all together but Peeta is def this charming guy that brings Katniss flowers.

I am personally obsessed with imagining Dj Katniss and Fashion Designer Katniss (as a fashion designer myself, I could talk about fabrics for hours, and I know Katniss admired Cinna’s work)

Lmk if there’s any you’d like reading so I am pushed to get my ass on it or if you wanna write any of these feel free.

[anewp0tat0]

yea no I lied, I couldn't leave before doing this cause obviously I'm obsessed. obviously.

here's what I could research about the staff highlighted to be working on Black Butler season 4 in the time and patience that I had right now.

Kenjiro Okada: Director

I did some casual gathering on the good ol Wik. I don't recognize a lot or any of the previous works that he has been a part of, but it is a plenty some, so feel free to take a look for yourself. for a better idea, I took a glance at him through IMBD as well. I gotta be honest, not to cause any concern but just to be blunt, it's not the best look. when briefly checking out the works that he's done, a good some of them only make it up to 6 stars. only a few actually make it up to 8. but of course this could be due to a couple different factors, such as the source materials being not well known, or just not that great to begin with. after all he works mainly with adaptation. this could be his big break idk maybe :>

further on that, here's something I borrowed from Wiki.

honestly, this could be a potential concern as well. we all know that an unfortunate part of the fandom, especially over in japan, is into things the rest of us would rather not see in anime. I don't know why else yana would continue to add fan-service time and time again(I'd rather not think of her personal preferences). so if this person is really interested in pandering to the fanbase, it may lead to some scenes being uncomfortable... as usual. but, I shouldn't focus on the negative, all in all this looks like it will be a good thing! all we want from an anime adaptation is for it to be faithful to the manga, and especially after season 1 and 2, I think this assurance is much needed. besides, this could be an indication that he will be working closely with Yana, and projects that do so have succeeded *points to campania*. I'm optimistic, and I sure hope that we're in good hands.

Hiroyuki Yoshino: Head Writer

so unless I'm looking at a different Hiroyuki Yoshino it looks like this guy is a voice actor and singer first... interesting. as far as I can see it, he hasn't voice acted anyone in Black Butler.

oh no yea completely different guy, my bad! very different. the Real Hiroyuki Yoshino(screenwriter) was the screenwriter for Book of the Atlantic! sorry. we're all good here, perfect in fact.

unless he decides to substitute someone else for the double charles :] I still remember that. I don't remember if they're in this arc and personally I wanna keep it that way.

more info.

Yumi Shimizu: Character design

I'm not really jumping out of my seat to research this one, no offense to the designer, but I don't think we'll be seeing much character design other than Yana's. as for the artistic style of the anime, we already saw the teaser, and I think we're happy(I am really trilled that they released the announcement at the same time as the teaser, the announcement alone would not have had the same huge impact. plus it reduces the fear of cancelation ;] not putting that out there).

more info.

Ryo Kawasaki: Music

this is someone I really wanted to look into cause the music will matter a lot to me.

I found it, here's the soundtrack for the upcoming season 4.

with a background of jazz and band(popularizes to fusion genre apparently), this guy doesn't appear to fit with previous Black Butler soundtrack history. but I think that this is an indication that the mood and music of this season may be different of the rest due to it now being a sports show lol. and I think that's good! if done right I think the tone change will be hilarious, or, if everyone hates it, it's easily distinguishable from the rest.

I think this will be fun. here's more. also he looks awesome. impressive guy. man I'm praying for a killer new opening GOD.

I still wonder who the composer for the more classical score that I saw in the teaser is, if not him. it was nice :>

and finally:

CloverWorks

they're doing Spy X Family, did The Promised Neverland, Shadow House, many more that even I know of, we're good!

their page

a lot of y'all are very savvy at research, so if anyone wants to add on or contradict, go ahead! have a very, lovely day, everyone.

[cowedeakamatsu]

I have to come to term with the facts I'm really, REALLY not made for manwhas. its insane, no matter how many I try, no matter the genre, I either like it but end up loosing interest (happened twice, girls of the wild's (not half bad but ultra slow)) and GoH (which i liked for some time ? but after a while I got bored, and i disliked how everything felt filler because they put on way too many characters only for them to be defeated ultra quickly and replace by others. but hey the 3 main characters (well more like 4) were nice to follow. and the power system based around summoning / borrowing powers from god was cool, but felt kinda vague after some time.) Outside of that I legit disliked all those I tried and theres like, a dozen. from wholesome to serious to comedy, the writing NEVER works on me. I also tried the most famous ones, like tower of god (which there is undeniable qualities but its not for me), solo leveling, which i disliked and troll about on a daily basis, glad the fans are eating good with the anime they seem to like tho, albeit I wish they stop saying bs like "its deeper than one piece". Also tried lookism and viral hit cos they had animes so I was like "i can start the manwha, and if I dont like the format move to anime if thats the issue", but the issue was the writing for both. And gave bastard a chance some time ago but honestly forgot all about it. also tried the boxer and couldnt get bothered at all, like legit I remember reading it a bit, and then stop, and then read star strike it rich. (if you havent, check star strike it rich, its DOPE @plaindangan validates for real) And about the "its deeper than one piece", havent tried yet the most glazed manwha ever, omniscient reader's viewpoint, I know its great, heard it like, a billion time (or so it seems) and it feels to me like its treated like the berserk of manwha in terms of cult. but the synopsis, look, and some stuff people showed me really dont make it for me. i'll give it a shot when the anime drops, just to see if maybe. it's insane to me How i'm such a fan of a lot of genre, and shonen demographic series especially, but I cant seem to get into the writing of ALL a media. is it the format that tickles my brain the wrong way ? honestly I have no idea.

feel free to give me your opinion on stuff you read you liked (manwhas, mangas, @plaindangan , personnaly i like @plaindangan a lot ;p )

no but like, really try star strike it rich, same author AND artist as the kengan (kengan asura, kengan omega) but with girls, and they build a free fight business from the get go all the while having to find regularly good fighters for their own champion to fight cos say champion was the daughter of a cult leader and has tons of bombs she'll make explode if she doesnt get good thrilling fights (because she LOOOOOOOOOVES fights). If you know the author you know its absolutely bonkers and very passionate and knowledgeable about fighting and muscles, and the artist SLAPS.

[loupy-mongoose]

Sorry to bother, I already asked this to Ash-aus but, I wanted to have different point of views

So, do you have any advices for those ( like me ) who want to start a comic ?

First off; as long as you're making your comic for free, remember that the pace of your blog is up to you! YOU drive the blog; not your viewers! I've borrowed and rehashed story ideas from my viewers (always with permission), but ultimately it's to make the story into what I want it to be. Make the story you want to make, not what others pressure you into making!

(I have no say in monetized endeavors as I haven't dabbled in that.)

Speaking on a more personal level, I feel the need to say that I do sometimes feel unintended pressure from my viewers/askers to write things against my comfort zone, or get questions that make me feel like I'm lacking as a writer or doing things "wrong". I do not blame the askers for this, it's just a matter of my own internal feelings, and resisting the desire to please the audience. I write to please myself, and I encourage other writers to do the same.

I think one of the most important things to remember is that you WILL have times where your art doesn't come easy, or just refuses to look good to you. It can be infinitely frustrating, but it's a part of artistic growth, and entirely inevitable.

(I yoinked this off Twitter I refuse to call it X shut up and it's not mine, but I think it's worth sharing. I need to remember this myself from time to time. X3)

Artistic growth is an ongoing, never ending journey. I turn 29 this month, and I'm FAR from a perfect artist despite practicing pretty much that whole time. I'll never be perfect. No one will be. My goal is to create what I want to see. I've come to realize that's what I love about being an artist; it gives me the means to bring the world of my mind--My beloved characters--to life.

Also remember that your interests will likely change as time goes on, causing your story decisions to change as well. It's hard for me to encourage you to outright dive in like I did with my blog, because that is very nerve-racking and could lead to retcons made down the line depending on your age and writing confidence. But at the same time, fear of having your story be "perfectly" thought out can keep you from doing anything at all. I guess I can only encourage you to feel it out for yourself, in that regard.

That's the stuff that stands out to me. So do with that what you will. ^w^

[ethereal-maia]

intro post

Maia’s 100 Celebration!!!

Hi guys! I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’ve reached 100 followers! I’ve been on this site for maybe two years, and I’ve met so so many lovely people. Thank you all so much for following me and being some of the best people I know. I’ve decided to host a celebration in honor of this, and also bc I’ve always wanted to do one bc I think they’re rlly cool and a vv cute idea. Let the games begin!

Send me any of the following, and I’ll complete it the best I can!

❀ amelie - I’ll make you a moodboard based off of your blog/how I see you! (If you want specific colors please lmk ^^)

✿ wendy - I’ll make you a playlist!

❀ dorothea - I’ll give you a recommendation for a music artist/book/tv show/song! (Reverse dorothea is also allowed, this means you give me a recommendation and I’ll look into it!)

✿ sonya alone - Give me a song and I’ll rate it out of 10! (hi @lost-in-reveriie I hope it’s ok I took this one but I loved the idea)

❀ thérèse - I’ll draw you smth! Feel free to recommend what it should be, if you don’t I’ll just answer with a silly doodle from my sketchbook :D

You can send me as many as you like! Thank you all so much and have fun! Thank you again to @lost-in-reveriie for letting me borrow the format for this post!! The event is open for asks until January is over xx

tagging some mutuals:

@lost-in-reveriie @thepatriarchykeychain @bookns @jewelledmoths @crowleybrekkers @rissipluto @swiftie-as-a-coursing-river @gotosleepsydney @recklessandyoung @iselenepani @sugarfoodie @lighttupthiswholetown @imperpetuallylost @imobsessedwiththeatre @loveisaseriousmentaldisease @tellme-o-muse @theladyinwhite13 @svnflowermoon @pealeii @ace-of-geeks @waitingforthesunrise @hamliza-trash @bbredit @lighttupthiswholetown @mooregan07 @musicals-and-mushrooms @mesmerizedmadeline + anyone I am forgetting!! 💛💥✨

[bonesartblog]

Your powerless Raphael AU has so many possibilities it's almost driving me insane. There are so many good story ideas here I just- 🤩

*WARNING: Massive Rambling Incoming!*

If Raphael ended up human by the characters we play as finding a way to remove the fiendish half of his blood - in a manner similar to what Bhaal does to a Bhaalspawn who rejects him - does that mean he will have lost most if not all of his magical abilities? If we assume a cambion's magic comes from their fiendish heritage, similar to how a sorcerer's would, I imagine that this would leave him without any of his magic.

If Raphael ends up losing his magic, would he try to learn how to use the Weave like a Wizard and, more importantly, would he actually get very far? I think he might try but I don't think he would get very far because he basically seems to be in indentured servitude in your artwork (which is top notch, by the way) so I doubt he'd have access to the resources to actually learn wizardry (pair that with his likely frustrated and thus frazzled mental state and that doesn't make it very conducive to learning a new skill like wizardry). However, that leaves the door open for him learning the skills of a Bard (like how to use an instrument to channel magic), but that also requires resources that he might not have access to (like an instrument he can carry around) without someone giving him regular access to such things as he learns.

Since you mentioned Raphael ends up falling in love with a woman in your AU, maybe this ties into how they meet? Maybe that woman is a Bard who is working/indentured at the same place Raphael is. Perhaps she recognizes another artistic spirit like herself in Raphael, likely by overhearing him recite poetry (songs are typically like poetry put to music after all), and the two end up spending time together as a result.

Maybe Raphael at first intends to manipulate the woman into teaching him her skills as a Bard so he could not only learn magic but also potentially be able to steal her job so he is not stuck cleaning floors to pay off his debts. Likely none the wiser, the woman could agree to teach him because she simply enjoys the company of another artist and lends him her instrument during their lessons so he can practice. Assuming she doesn't ask to be paid for these lessons, I can imagine that Raphael would be waiting for the other shoe to drop - for the woman to demand he give her something in return - because nothing is ever free and everyone always wants something.

Perhaps Raphael gets reminded just how much he relied on his magic, servants, and debtors for everything when a string on the woman's instrument breaks while he is playing it during a lesson. After the woman checks to see if the string nicked him when it broke (quickly using a Bard spell to heal him if it did) and she assures him that he can just fix it real quick so they can resume the lesson, Raphael has to admit to her that he doesn't know how to fix it himself and she has to show him.

Maybe after a while, the woman ends up surprising him by gifting him his own instrument so that he can practice without having to borrow hers and it's only after their lesson ends for the day that he realizes that he accepted a gift without expecting there to be an invisible price tag attached. Maybe he also realizes that he has long already stopped expecting her to demand something in exchange for her lessons and that he actually in fact looks forward to them, to spending time with her.

As the fruition of his plotting to usurp her job gets closer and closer, he could find himself dreading the idea of actually going through with it more and more. Maybe he gets frustrated with himself over his uncharacteristic reluctance to follow through when he should feel excited over his plan working. This could all then culminate in him realizing that he has fallen in love with her (which, as you said, he handles about as well as you can expect) and probably results in him having an identity crisis over it. Or perhaps what pushes him towards the realization is the woman not showing up for a few days due to some kind of misfortune that unexpectedly befell her (if you want to twist the knife a bit more, maybe a few of Raphael's former debtors mug her and leave her badly injured for "consorting with a devil" even though she might not understand what they were talking about), thus causing Raphael to realize just how much he enjoys her regular company and how deeply he cares for her wellbeing.

*Massive Rambling Warning Over*

Then there is the absolute comedy gold of Raphael having to work like the common folk do while the new heroes of Baldur's Gate and his former clients/debtors clown on him or whoop him so hard his bruises have bruises (which, as much as I adore the character, I kinda have to admit he deserves).

Not to mention him having to learn how to do things manually and for himself for the first time ever. Does this man even know how to properly clean a floor without magic... or is he going to need to be reminded to rinse the rag he is using every now and then so he isn't just moving the dirt around? What about preparing himself food? Has he ever experienced getting sick before and how would he handle that for the first time if not?

The possibilities are literally endless and I am ravenous for them all!

I didn't mean for this to get so long, but I'm just so hyped to see what you may come up with (even if it ends up being nothing like the ideas I was spitballing here - which you are more than free to use if you want, but only if you want - it's your story after all, you do whatever the heck you want and I'll read it 👀). Sorry for the wall(s) of text; I hope that wasn't breaking any kind of Tumblr etiquette. 😅 I can assure you that it probably won't happen again as I am usually too self-conscious to send anything to blogs where I can't be anonymous (even though I 100% get why people want that option turned off).

Anyway, I love your work! Again, it's truly top tier! Keep being awesome! I'm gonna go look at the images some more! Bye!

I WANT YOU TO KNOW I'VE BEEN THNKING ABOUT THIS ALL DAY AND I'M DRAFTING A FIC BC YOU'RE INSPIRING ME LOL.

I'm gonna DOUBLE YOUR MASSIVE RAMBLING WITH MY OWN

-Raphael ends up human through something very similar! I thought it'd be great irony for something of his in his own collection (like a ring that he obtained that has the power to seal the fiendish power of a foe) and have it used against him. Initially it's supposed to be used like a genie's lamp where the wearer is just, sealed away but since Raphael is half human, it locks away his powers and reduces him to whatever is left after the devil in him is essentially stripped away.

-He ends up losing his ability to use magic in its entirety because the ring shackles him in a perpetual limbo where he can exist as a human but all his power is derived from his lineage as a devil, which is negated by the ring--so it's like shutting off a light in a breaker box and raphael being the room the light was connected to lol. And yes--he absolutely does try! I like to think he intended the ring to be used on mephistopheles once he'd been given the crown--but it all backfired once it was placed on him after the house of hope fight. He has to also contend with the new human elements that comes with his curse--which comes in the form of underestimating his ability to temper his emotions that he can now FEEL with raw intensity. Since he's a bard he absolutely relies on his charisma to navigate around people since he doesn't have the means to physically defend himself. (He's put in Sharess' Caress by karlach and astarion because everyone there is familiar with him which makes it harder for raphael to talk his way out of anything. and it's also to keep him where he'll be easy to keep an eye on--he has every opportunity to leave, but they tell him a de-clawed devil is easy prey and his overzealousness of making deals made him easily recognizable by other spurned clients. He's safest in the brothel and he's guaranteed protection on that property only--but Mamzell tells him he has to work to earn his keep or she'll throw him out so he's made to do gruelling tasks lol.

-The woman he meets is called Circe who is another bard that is hired to replace a murdered employee! She's a retired dominatrix and she plays music and sings in the performance area--and you absolutely nailed it! She doesn't meet raphael immediately, since he sort of squirrels himself away until nightfall when he can work unbothered, less likely to be recognized, and also bc he has a wounded ego lol. I wanted to write her as another egomaniac who's obsessed with the sound of her own voice and her own beauty and i thought it'd be hilarious if raphael found it ironically off-putting. But they absolutely do end up spending time together by mocking local plays because they're both snobs which usually turn into them mocking each other for their own tastes. The majority of their first interactions involves Circe talking about herself and constantly getting raphael's name wrong (she calls him 'Ralph' which he has to correct) and a lot of it is raphael getting a taste of his own medicine while exchanging barbs with her.

-As for the rest--you're not far off at all ;) I don't wanna spoil everything but Raphael absolutely has to reckon with experiencing manual labor and all the physical pains that come with it. Also with people that recognize him and want to do him harm / controlling his temper whenever a patron says something off-putting to him / learning how to defend himself since his devil magic is lost to him / and my favorite: HAVING THE HEART OF A MAN AND BEING EXPOSED TO ALL IT VULNERABILITIES LOL

[anneapocalypse]

Transformative Works Policies and How to Make One

With the concern flying around about readers plugging fanfics into AI/chatbots/machine learning models, it might be a good time to bring up the concept of a transformative works policy for your blog, your AO3 account, and wherever else you do fandom.

A Transformative Works Policy is a statement of what you are and aren't comfortable with in terms of other fans transforming your fanworks.

Honestly I have no idea how widespread the AI thing actually is and how many people are just trolling, but it doesn't ultimately matter here. Unfortunately, there will always be bad actors who will disregard creators' wishes regardless of what you say, but fortunately, there are also a lot of well-intentioned people who might not know better but will respect your boundaries if you state them clearly. So a clear statement is a good place to start.

There are other benefits to having a transformative works policy! Most podficcers love being able to look and see that an author has permission posted. If an artist feels inspired to draw something from your fic, or a writer wants to gift you a fic about your OC meeting their OC, a posted policy can tell them if that's something you're okay with.

Some things a TWP can cover include:

podfic

fic remixes

art inspired by your work

fic inspired by your work

art of your OCs

fic of your OCs

borrowing your headcanons

translations of your fic or meta

Now's probably a good time to add AI/machine learning tools to that list, if you haven't already.

If you'd like to see an example policy, here's mine. Feel free to borrow and adjust to your preferences.

I do give permission for people to use meta or headcanons I've written about for a fic or other fanwork as long as you credit and link back to me for it. (And please tag me so I can see it!)

I do give permission for transformative works such as podfics, translations, illustrations, etc to be made of my fanworks (OCs included) by humans, under the condition that you give credit, link back to my work, and let me know about it so that I can come appreciate your work!

I do not give permission for any of my works to be reposted in their entirety on sites where I have not chosen to post them myself. 

I do not give permission for any of my fanworks to be fed into AI, machine learning tools, et cetera, in whole or in part, for any reason, under any circumstances.

[mornyavie]

The vanishing of the video game instruction booklet is really shaping how We As Gamers talk about older video games I think.

(yes my-smial this is about the videos you think it's about)

Because back in Ye Olden Days big video games often came with a little info booklet in the packaging, and they still do that but they no longer have Game Information in those booklets mostly. And they used to do a lot of that! But remakes don't have them, digital downloads (official or, ahem, community-supported) don't have them, even stuff like wiki articles usually has next to no information on them, and that really changes the context in which certain aspects of old games play out.

Specifically, older games often have the reputation of being very low on information and forcing you to experiment and figure things out for yourself, and while there's definitely games where that's true, also often there's just a manual that came with the original packaging that they assume you read.

I'm watching this poor guy do a blind playthrough of A Link to the Past, and he has no idea what any of the items even do, there's very little explanatory text in the game. So for instance he's spent almost two hours of gameplay having no real idea what the boomerang does, and coming to various slightly-wrong conclusions about what enemies are immune to it, what the stun condition does, etc.

One could conclude that the game doesn't tell players much and has bad explanations/tutorials.

But you weren't supposed to figure it out through blind experimentation, you were supposed to go look up "boomerang" in the little booklet that came in the game box:

The very first Zelda game doesn't just plop you into an open world with no instruction, it comes with a guidebook on how to get started.

These booklets are also where some of the lore/story is explained, in games with little storage for conversations and cutscenes.

So like when modern games try to emulate a "retro" feel in a game by being low on information, or when modern gamers do "blind" playthroughs, they aren't always accessing the Pure Developer-Intended Artistic Experience that they sell this as. Sometimes the developer intended them to have a lot more information!

(Which of course is not how everyone always experienced the game; people were always buying used and playing their older siblings' games and throwing out the manual without reading it.)

[solar-serpent]

Hi Paola!!! (Omg I'm not used to calling you by your name hahaha 😆). I'd like to play the astro tarot game please! I pick my FS Venus placement. Thank you!! ^-^

-Karishma

Hello, Karishma! You can call me by my name, Pao or Asteria as sweet old times. Whatever feels comfortable to you💕.

I pulled the 7 of Wands, which is associated with Leo, but this Venus doesn’t give me the vibe of Leo. Sure, they might need to borrow Leo's bravery to function properly, and that’s something that can only be easily achieved through its opposite sign. Aquarius is teaming up with Venus here. Plus, I can’t quite explain this Saturnian feeling I’m getting from this Venus (let’s not forget Aquarius is co-ruled by Saturn).

Your soulmate loves books and anything that involves ink and paper. I’m not sure what his job is, but I can totally picture him with his nose buried in papers, pulling another all-nighter 😶. Venus is the planet of pleasure and self-enjoyment, but in true Aquarius-in-Venus style, he leaves little room for indulgence. What he truly finds 'enjoyable' is the sense of importance that steams from holding a high position at work or having people rely on his power, very much like a father/provider. He genuinely enjoys helping people by giving them the resources they need to thrive, and he has a particular interest in psychology, especially in areas like psychoanalysis and Jungian shadow work. But it goes beyond just an interest—this man is incredibly perceptive and has an expansive view of life. He sees his gifts as a form of therapy, using them to help others face their fears with a calm and steady approach. He has a level of concentration that’s hard to put into words; he always gets tasks done, and it seems almost effortless for him to achieve what he wants. I won’t lie—part of his success likely comes from his family’s wealth or networking with the right people in university. Still, I’d like to give credit to his resilience and sharp eye for spotting opportunities that will benefit him in the long run.

He’s drawn to taboo topics like astral travel, crystal healing, and experiences with death—he actually gives me Victor Vale vibes from Vicious (hope you get the reference, hehe). He’s not one to settle for normalcy or simplicity; he’s drawn to pioneering and understanding the unknown. I’m not entirely sure what the cards mean by this, but it seems he often places himself in situations where he can observe people facing fear or mental struggles. I imagine he might volunteer to understand the challenges of those with fewer resources, and if he’s in the medical field, he’d probably volunteer in hospitals. He’s also deeply invested in a certain phenomenon he experiences often: he can astral travel and seems to have frequent premonitory dreams. He’s very connected to his ancestors, who speak directly to him, so your soulmate is quite protected. I wonder if he sees these messages as a connection with the divine, but I definitely believe he’s a man of some faith.

He has a tendency to hyperfixate, so he can forget about romance for long stretches if he’s fully absorbed in a project or preoccupied with something else. Some people might even think he’s a bit asexual, but I’m sure that’s far from true. He’s drawn to women who can embrace his quirks and show genuine enthusiasm for his wildest ideas. Above all, he wants to feel safe expressing his true self with his partner, free from any fear of judgment. He’s likely drawn to lively, creative women—someone who feels like his opposite. He probably wouldn’t be as compatible with a scientist or engineer, but he could easily fall head over heels for an artist, a kindergarten teacher, or a chef.

I hope this reading was to your liking. If you wish to support me, I will gladly accept a coffee from you.

[gerardway-is-my-babygirl]

Okay, now I need your Renfield headcanons!! And I need to know if you agree/disagree with mine 😄

I hope you know I started stimming so hard when I got this notif and I'm still actively stimming now AGHJ

I absolutely agree he wouldn't keep up with "popular" music now, he's definitely still listening to the stuff he somehow got exposed to when he was younger and hes just chilling with not knowing who *Insert current pop artist here* Is

I also absolutely love him using Dracula's punishments as a way to punish himself!! Also him reading poetry... I would pay good money to hear nick hoult read me literally anything. Even the bee movie script. Also between you and me he DEFINITELY ruins his underwear at least 5 times a week

Time for my hcs!! This Is gonna be a long post

-I Imagine he has never had a phone before and he has no Idea how they work. Yes I know he has a laptop In the original script but that man Is 126 years old he would not know how to work modern technology. Rebecca gives him money to buy a phone and he buys a shitty nokia from 10 years ago because he doesn't like that the keys on a new phone are flat

-He's autistic!!!! He struggles with social cues and loud/crowded spaces, which Is why he likes his job so much. It gives him a peaceful atmosphere to work In and thats why he uses the chloroform to silence his victims Instead of letting them scream. Some stims I think he'd do are: rocking back and forth, dancing, fidgeting with things In his hands, chewing on things and doing his little giggle

-His main love language Is touch. I Imagine he loves feeling Dracula's face and teeth, he'd spend hours running his fingers across Dracula's cheeks If he could. He also enjoys cuddling and holding hands with Rebecca(platonically) because he never got any affection from Dracula.

-His favourite colours are pink and orange(which Is funny considering they are my least favourites) and he owns so much pink clothing. He's always struggled with being traditionally masculine and now that he lives In a day and age where gender expression Is more fluid and colours are less gendered he Is free to wear pink shoes and pink shirts!!

-He struggled with his sexuality for a long time before and even for quite a while after meeting Dracula. He never really loved his wife romantically and It didn't help that they were forced Into their marriage by their parents and societal expectations. They were very distant but Renfield just thought that maybe she wasn't the right one, but there wasn't anything he could do so he just put up with It and repressed his feelings. Then he met Dracula and finally realised hes gay, though he kept trying to hide It from himself until eventually his wife found out about the letters he had been sending to Dracula where the vampire flirted with him. She got angry and that was the last straw for Renfield that made him finally decide to go to Transylvania

-I think he'd really like rats and maybe even get one as a pet after leaving Dracula. He'd probably name It something cute like snuffles or mr whiskers. Maybe even Remy because It sounds like Renny(which I Imagine Rebecca calls him)

-He's VERY possessive over Dracula, to the point where he felt jealousy when he found out about Drac's wives and sort of lost himself a bit which contributed to his short descent Into madness when he was locked up In the asylum

-He loves birdwatching and just zoning out while watching them fly around. He can't do It as much now because he lives In the city but when he and Drac lived In Europe they often had houses on the outskirts of forests so he could do It a lot more back then

-I think after he and Rebecca defeated Dracula he definitely asked to "borrow" a pair of handcuffs and she looked at him suspiciously before hesitantly agreeing. Then he proceeded to get himself stuck In them a few weeks later and had to call her to help because he lost the key under his bed

-I think he'd like baking pastries and lots of sweet tasting things since they remind him of Lillian and how much she loved sweet treats, plus It helps him forget the bitter taste of Dracula's blood. He's very bad at cooking though, like absolutely atrocious. Its like when you make a sim cook something like eggs and toast and they burn the oven to a crisp

-He does crocheting and crosstitching!! He loves making gifts for Rebecca and the DRAAG support group

-Hes a very sentimental person and ends up holding onto things he doesn't really need but cant let go of. He still has one of Lillian's old teddy bears from when she was a baby and he also kept a lot of Dracula's clothes and rings along with his coffin and cane

I'm gonna stop there because this Is far too long but thank you so much for asking AGHHHH the autism cannot be contained