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icingsweet · 2 years ago

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CAT, 28, GMT; SHE/THEY. if you’re hearing JUST A GIRL by NO DOUBT playing, you have to know ALICE EVANS (SHE/HER; DEMIGIRL) is near by! the 26 year old BAKER AND INSTAGRAMMER has been in denver for, like, SIX YEARS. they’re known to be quite STRESSED, but being GENTLE seems to balance that out. or maybe it’s the fact that they resemble BREE KISH. personally, i’d love to know more about them seeing as how they’ve got those ROSY CHEEKS, FAIRY LIGHTS, AND BELIEVING IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT. vibes. and maybe i’ll get my chance if i hang out around the THE WOODS long enough!

LOCATION:

Sweet Encounter, on Old South Gaylord Street, is a small and modern bakery. It’s known for their fresh bread and, more recently, their cupcake bouquets. There is a small seating area for four. Wheelchair accessible. Takeout and gift cards are available.

BASICS:

NAME: alice evans

NIKNAMES: none (please give her some!)

AGE: twenty-six.

BIRTHDAY: may 14th, 1996.

ETHNICITY: african-american (maternal grandmother) and white.

GENDER AND PRONOUNS: demigirl, she/they.

SEXUALITY: demisexual.

OCCUPATION: baker and co-owner at sweet encounter.

FAMILY: gina evans (mother, alice and her siblings kept her mother’s name) anthony berry (father) barry tills (step-father) rudi gilbert (uncle) and unnamed eight siblings.

OTHER CONNECTIONS: none (please give her some!)

PHYSICAL:

HAIR COLOUR: ginger.

EYE COLOUR: brown.

HEIGHT: 157cm / 5 foot 2 inches.

TATTOOS: a fat roll back piece of two flowers [REFERENCE]

PIERCINGS: lobe piercings on each side and left-side nose piercing.

MISC: has freckles and gapped front teeth.

POTENTIAL CONNECTIONS:

bakery employees!

crushes (can be unrequited!)

people they’d meet who come to the bakery often!

friends!

enemies!

people she’s met on either instagram (cooking or photography)!

BIOGRAPHY:

Alice was born and raised in Cambridge, United Kingdom, to an American mother originally from Denver and a British father. Throughout her childhood and teenage years, the family routinely visited their mother’s family and Alice has always had a strong bond with her family members who live there, especially her uncle Rudi who she connected with on a creative level.

Coming from a big family, the middle child of eight, Alice often felt overshadowed and as though more attention goes towards their siblings. She was never the most academic nor the most rebellious so most of the time she felt invisible.

Once finishing high school, Alice decided not to go to college and instead accept the full-time job offer from the local bakery where she had already been working weekends. Despite it being early hours and hard on their feet, she loved it. While her job was going great she couldn’t help but shake the feeling of wanting to be somewhere else. Somewhere where she wanted to feel appreciated and heard. That meant Uncle Rudi. And after confiding in their Uncle, who said there’s a place for her here, that’s all it took to convince Alice to pack her bags. Having dual nationality made it a breeze. Logically.

Alice has general anxiety and a stutter. Some of the things that trigger her anxiety are being in places that they’re not familiar with, in crowded places, and when too many people focus on her talking at once. It made going to America daunting and at one point she thought it was a mistake. Slowly but surely she got used to Denver but still hasn’t explored all the places it has to offer.

She runs a successful Instagram account where they post the creations she makes at home alongside fashion and general posts which align with her aesthetic — cake rolls of various colours with iced designs on them, cupcakes the shape of mushrooms, tea parties she’s set, and nature she finds around the city!

Photography is a big passion of hers. She has a side Instagram where she posts the photographs she takes (including that of their pet rabbit, ricecake). They particularly enjoy portraits of other people to celebrate body diversity and acceptance.

#chq;intro #template credit @ lupusaustralis

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custompetart · 2 years ago

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Will you choose a custom dog art prints for Valentine’s Day?

Custom Dog Art Prints for Your Lovers

Every day spent with the ones you love is worth celebrating. However, February 14th is the time to make sure you’ve done everything. On this day, you can arrange a romantic date, send thoughtful gifts, and express your gratitude to your lover. If you’re looking for an intimate Valentine’s Day gift to express your love to your sweetheart, then you’ve come to the right place.

Custom Dog Art Prints for Romantic Valentine’s Day

Imagine you just got back from a romantic dinner at your favorite restaurant. Your sweetheart has been overwhelmed by the romantic bouquet of roses and the heartfelt message you wrote to her desk early in the morning. When you show off your Custom Dog Art Prints, she unwraps the wrapping paper and sighs loudly as she chooses one of her favorite photos of you and her. Years from now, maybe years from now, she’ll remember how much you loved her every time she sees the custom dog art prints in her room.

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Richard and his sweetheart got married a year ago, and as the couple’s first Valentine’s Day as a couple was approaching, he realized he wanted to create something unique for his Valentine. He chose to commission a beautiful Custom Dog Art Prints depicting sweet moments he and his wife had together — a photograph documenting their first night dancing together as husband and wife. Richard teamed up with a professional designer to help realize his dream. Finished pieces include “Live happily ever after” which he wrote on canvas, and a fairy-tale-themed carriage in the corner. He was sure his wife would be delighted, however, even so, he was not prepared for the excitement! According to her words, she declared: “This is the best idea you can do for us! I love Get on it!”

Custom Dog Art Prints as Gifts on Romantic Valentine’s Day

His wife, Breanna, is a known gift giver. He wanted to make sure she got a nice, thoughtful gift this time. Because he knew she would love a picture on the wall at home. He decides to surprise her with a hand-painted portrait to mark their wedding day. DeAndre then struggled to find the perfect photo of him and Breyanna looking happy and regal at their wedding dinner. He then sent the photo to a talented artist who let a professional do the rest. Breyanna was stunned! bride and groom Her best friend Melissa gets engaged to the man of her dreams over Valentine’s Day. Anna decided to give her friend an unforgettable and thoughtful wedding gift. She commissioned a unique oil-based painting depicting a wedding portrait of Melissa and her groom-to-be. This painting was such a thoughtful gift that Melissa was in tears!

#cute pets #pets #pet pictures #pet posting #pet portrait

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krabbysims · 5 years ago

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The Gobbato-McKrae Family

Ipa’s only son, Antoni, his best friend Olivia (Alva and Liam’s youngest), and their shared children Marley, Zofia and Carlo. Antoni is a Professional Party Guest and doesn’t actually have to work much anymore. Olivia is a stay at home mom and has started a small garden. They take turns dating other people and taking care of the kids. Marley, Antoni’s oldest, has taken over their grandma’s robot station, tinkering between school and work. Zofia loves animals, and is probably the only one who pays any attention to Prima (grandma’s cat) and Archie (their dog). Carlo is just a sweet kid.

#sims 2 #nh: strangehood #family: gobbato #sim: marley gobbato #sim: antoni gobbato #sim: olivia mckrae #sim: carlo gobbato #sim: zofia mckrae #decided after i finished their portrait to include the pets #posing was an experience #i think writing out little bios took longer than the actual pictures did

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svnflowervol666 · 5 years ago

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Hey!! Could you write an imagine where the reader is an artist and wakes up early, Harry is sleeping next to her and for a few minutes she's there watching him and then decides to draw him while he sleeps and when she's finishing Harry wakes up? Thank you so much ♥️

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: mentions of smut

Author’s Note: Thank you for the request! Like always, if you’re interested, let me know what you’d like for me to write next. Take care and tpwk.

Y/N wasn’t very sure how she’d managed to wake up before Harry considering how hard they partied last night. Her head pounded in her ears and she felt an overwhelming sense of dehydration in her throat. The events of the evening were somewhat blurry after Harry handed her a shot of something wretched and led her immediately to the dancefloor to work up a sweat. She knew judging from the fact that she was stark naked in the bed she shared with Harry and the fact that she could see her dress from the night before shimmering in the sunlight off in the corner of the room haphazardly that they’d at least made love to each other when they got home. Aside from that, her mind was drawing a blank.

Seeing as the blinding light from the harsh, early morning sun made it impossible to go back to sleep, she carefully removed the limp, ringed hand that was draped around her waist and wriggled her way over to her nightstand to grab her phone. Fuck, she thought to herself. Her battery was dead and she couldn’t be arsed to lean all of the way down to the ground to reach for her charger. After lying there for a moment and contemplating how to proceed with the morning, in which she decided she certainly would not be getting out of bed to start the day just yet, she reached a bit further past her phone for the sketchbook and pencil that Harry had gotten her for her birthday last year.

It was almost completely full of her drawings and doodles, something she prided herself in. Often times, she’d lose her sketchbook or spill her coffee on it before she could finish drawing in all of the pages. Maybe it was the fact that Harry had gotten this one for her which meant it was special, or maybe it was just luck, but she’d managed to hold on to this one almost down to the very last page.

In an attempt to soothe her hangover without getting out of bed, she began drawing away. She started by finishing up the flower she had started the other day after saw the most beautiful bunch of daisies while on her daily walk with Harry. Sure, they were technically an invasive weed that took over greenery like wildfire, but Y/N always thought they were beautiful.

When she’d perfected that one enough to her liking, she flipped the page and started another drawing. This one was also unfinished, and it was a landscape portrait of the bungalow she shared with Harry while on their vacation to Bora Bora last year. She’d been on many vacations and stayed in many nice houses since that trip, but this bungalow she’d never forget. It was where Harry took her to tell her that he loved her, though she hadn’t known that at the time. They had been having the time of their lives, drinking sugary, alcoholic beverages all throughout the day and lounging lazily by the ocean. Harry finally told her while they watched the sunset on their third night there. It slipped out faster and not as smoothly as Harry had imagined the moment in his head, but the overwhelming, swooning sensation he felt in his chest whenever he looked at Y/N made it impossible for the words to not spew from his lips. She’d never forgotten that trip because it was where she fell significantly more in love with Harry than she already had been.

There wasn’t much that needed to be done on the portrait of the bungalow, just some shading on the roof and a bit more detail on the waves that surrounded the structure. She finished that one fairly quickly then moved on to her next blank page. This one, she fucked up. What she had tried to draw one of her old pets from memory, but for some reason, it wasn’t looking right. She quickly scrapped the piece of paper and moved on to the next page, which was coincidentally the final page in her sketchbook.

She pondered for a moment on what idea in her head would earn the final spot in her book of drawings. She could try to draw her pet again? No, she shook her head softly to herself. Hers and Harry’s favorite table at the coffee shop that was down the block from their London apartment? No, she’d need to get a better look at the place before she attempted something like that. She looked around the now bright and sunny space of their bedroom, trying to find something that would shoot a spark in her brain and cause her to think of the perfect thing to draw. As she turned her head towards the sleeping, seemingly unconscious body that burrowed itself into the gigantic, down comforter beside her, it struck her.

Y/N propped herself up on her side so she could get a better look at the scene in front of her. Harry was sleeping the morning away, though she couldn’t say she blamed him since she didn’t even remember coming home last night (or was it technically this morning?). His face was completely covered by the huge down comforter that he’d hogged from her, but she didn’t mind. All that was visible of Harry was the top of his head, adorned with messy, chocolate-colored waves, and the outstretched palm of his left hand. That was it. His hand.

Her hangover had more or less subsided by now without the need of a greasy diner breakfast or a handful of headache medicine, so she was able to work diligently on her newest and final sketch. She traced over every crease and dip of his long, slender fingers, making sure no detail went unnoticed. Every ring, including the large, gold ‘H’ and ‘S’ rings on his ring and pinky fingers got their own moment in the spotlight. His bright yellow nail polish, the color that she’d picked out for him last week, was slightly chipped at the corners, but it only added to the uniqueness of the piece. Each knuckle she shaded with the closest attention. Unlike her old pet or the table at the cafe, she was almost certain she could draw this from memory, but a little reinforcement never hurt. Plus, she felt like she could stare at Harry’s hands for days on end without growing tired of them.

Harry’s hands were miracle workers for her. They’d held her through both her darkest and brightest days. They’d made her feel safe in times when she’d never felt so alone, and during big moments when she couldn’t be sad even if she tried. Harry’s hands cooked her breakfast on Sunday mornings, carried her to bed when she’d fallen asleep watching Netflix in the living room, massaged her tired feet after a long day of work, brushed her hair out of her eyes before kissing her goodnight each night, made her see stars as he pleasured her over and over again with his skillful fingers. So many times people overlook what hands do in a relationship, but not Y/N.

It was right when she was shading the corner of Harry’s cross tattoo that was barely visible from beyond the comforter she felt the bed sheets rustle and the sweet creature beside her come to. The peaceful silence of Y/N doodling away was broken when Harry moved his hand, the one she had been drawing, towards his face to rub harshly at his emerald green eyes.

“Wha’ ‘re you doin awake? ‘ts so early,” she heard his groggy, morning voice pierce the walls of the room.

“It’s almost noon, Harry,” she responded softly, letting the sketchbook fall gently into her lap.

“Oh, shit,” the lanky brunette chuckled, “Wha’ did we do last night?”

“I was actually hoping you could tell me.”

“‘ve got no idea, princess,” Harry groaned before reaching over to pat her thigh, feeling the hard material of her sketchbook instead.

“You drawin’? Lemme see.”

He plucked the open notepad from her lap to examine what she’d been drawing while he was asleep. She didn’t feel embarrassed or like she needed to snatch the book away from him before he could see that she’d been drawing his hands whilst he slept. That was another thing Y/N loved about Harry, how she never felt shy or that she needed to hide her art from him. He always praised her work whenever he crossed paths with it, so she was always willing to share her latest masterpiece.

“M’ hand? You drew my hand while I was asleep?” Harry was still delirious from a combination of his hazy, half-asleep half-awake state.

“I love your hands,” she stated firmly but softly, “plus, it was the last page in my sketchbook so I wanted it to be of something important.”

“Hmm,” Harry pondered as he cased over the drawing once more, “I like this one, but I think I much rather prefer the one you drew of my co-”

“Yeah, I’m sure you do,” Y/N interrupted his sentence and yanked the sketchbook from his grasp before placing it back on its home on the nightstand.

She took her rightful half of the comforter back from Harry and nestled herself back into bed, making sure to cozy right up into Harry’s warm, bare chest so they could have a proper, conscious cuddle before dreadfully starting their day. The two of them were adults now and while they were still granted the privilege of being able to party, they couldn’t stay in bed and waste the day away after a long night of drinking like they used to.

Harry traced soft circles on Y/N’s back with the same hand that she was drawing just minutes ago, almost lulling her back to sleep. He watched as her breathing evened out and her eyes began to droop despite her awareness that they had a late lunch planned with Anne and Gemma in a few hours.

“Baby,” Harry beckoned her back to consciousness.

Her eyes blinked open quickly, unaware of how she’d almost went right back to sleep in Harry’s arms.

“Yeah?”

“We’ve got to meet up wi’ mum and Gem soon. ‘Need to get up.”

“Ten more minutes.”

This made Harry chuckle, seeing how she was acting like a grumpy teenager who refused to wake up for school in the morning. God, how he loved her.

“How about I show you just how important my hands are to you and then we hop in the shower, yeah? Sound like a plan?”

She opened one eye just slightly enough to see that Harry was giving her his iconic smirk that caused one of his dimples to shine through. Leave it to Harry to squeeze in a shag before lunch with his own mum.

She supposed she really couldn’t say no to that.

#harry styles x reader #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles one shot #harry styes imagine #harry styles smut #asks

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howaminotinthestrokesyet · 4 years ago

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Behind The Album: The Downward Spiral

The band’s second studio album was released in March 1994 from Nothing Records and Interscope Records respectively. The release represented a concept album from Trent Reznor detailing a person’s descent into depression and ending in suicide. He would combine the record with qualities of industrial rock, techno, and metal. Much like Broken, this stood in stark contrast to Nine Inch Nails debut Pretty Hate Machine. He first thought of the idea for the record while staying in a European hotel just after the touring Lollapalooza Festival in 1992. Along with the rest of the touring band, the singer had felt this very negative vibe towards their live performances. His original vision for the project was to explore a fictional character with major psychological issues. This fictional character in the end turned out to be Reznor himself as he used this concept to speak on his particular issues at the time in the lyrics. At this time, the Nine Inch Nails front man was at war within the group with Richard Patrick, while at the same time gradually becoming a much harder drinker. Reznor made a conscious decision to distance the sound on this album from the harshness and loudness of Broken. For that reason, he tried to minimize completely any use of guitars and synthesizers, but instead sought an atmosphere on the album of “ texture and space.”

Nine Inch Nails recorded The Downward Spiral at 10050 Cielo Drive in Los Angeles, which stood as the house in which Sharon Tate had been murdered by members of the Manson family. Reznor had first bought the house in 1992 during the recording of Broken. He named the studio that was built there Le Pig After what was scrawled on the wall in blood after the murder. He would later produce Marilyn Manson’s debut album there, Portrait of an American Family. Both the Nine Inch Nails front man and manager John Malm stayed at the house for 18 months while recording Broken and The Downward Spiral. Later in 1993, the sister of Sharon Tate, Patty Tate confronted Reznor about exploiting her sister’s death by recording at her sister’s former home. The encounter did affect him profoundly causing the singer to change his perspective. “For the first time, the whole thing kind of slapped me in the face. I said, 'No, it's just sort of my own interest in American folklore. I'm in this place where a weird part of history occurred.' I guess it never really struck me before, but it did then. She lost her sister from a senseless, ignorant situation that I don't want to support. When she was talking to me, I realized for the first time, 'What if it was my sister?' I thought, 'Fuck Charlie Manson.' I went home and cried that night. It made me see there's another side to things, you know?” Once again, Reznor would collaborate with producer Flood for this record, but it would be their last. They would both have major creative differences moving forward that could not be resolved. One example of these differences came in the song entitled “Just Do It” that did not appear on the finished album. The producer believed Trent had gone too far with that particular track based on the entire concept of the album.

Over the years, the album has been interpreted in a wide variety of ways that make it difficult to pin down. Some of these themes include nihilism, self control, self abuse, depression, and madness. The one interpretation that people did agree on unanimously represented the idea that the entire record is semi autobiographical meaning the fictional protagonist is Trent Reznor. That same person has gradually been going insane through the effects of drugs, alcohol, religion, society, and finally decides to end it all. Some accused Reznor of copying a well traveled theme of angst within grunge music only a few years earlier. The music on The Downward Spiral represented something new, unique, and very unconventional. As noted before, Trent incorporated several seemingly different genres into the record including technical, metal, rock, and electronic. He would regularly utilize distortion and other noises In unstructured ways that listeners were not used to at the time. This meant that the formula of following verse and chorus went out the window with Nine Inch Nails. Another unique trend on the album came with Reznor’s use of new time signatures that were off the standard beat. Another quality found within the music emerged with his singing as it alternated between whispers and screams. He did not rely on too many samples either for The Downward Spiral with the primary ones being one from the George Lucas film THX1138 and an Iggy Pop drumming sample. The singer has noted that the two primary inspirations for the album emerged in David Bowie‘s experimental Low and Pink Floyd’s The Wall. Nine Inch Nails released the tracks “March of the Pigs” and “Closer” as singles, while “Hurt” and “Piggy” did make it on the radio, but not as singles. He was frustrated by the fact that “Closer’s” lyrics were widely misinterpreted as a song about lust, but Reznor intended the lyrics as a theme of self-hatred. The song “Hurt” subsequently released in 1995 made reference to hurting yourself and an addiction to heroin. The track would get worldwide fame a few years later when Johnny Cash covered the song. Reznor would say this about it in interviews. “I wasn’t prepared for what I saw, and it really then, wasn’t my song anymore. Then I got a CD in the post. I listened to it and it was very strange. It was this other person inhabiting my most personal song. Hearing it was like someone kissing your girlfriend. It felt invasive.” As time passed, the singer would make the statement that Johnny Cash covering one of his songs probably meant more to him than winning a Grammy.

The Downward Spiral did suffer from numerous delays from Reznor. He had hoped to finish the album in 1993, but setting up the studio to his liking took longer than expected. At the same time, he was trying to educate himself on how to write songs vastly different from anything he had ever recorded. Another reason for a further delay came in the fact that halfway through the album he suffered a massive attack of writer's block. The record became a massive hit for the band as it debuted at number two on the Billboard charts eventually being certified quadruple platinum by 1998. In the first week alone, The Downward Spiral sold 119,000 copies. Some very early listeners of the record predicted that Reznor had affectively killed the profitability of the band with the release. The singer did not disagree with this assessment as he saw the commercial value of it as quite limited, so the huge sales surprised him quite a bit. Critics almost universally praised the album commenting on its brutal honesty, darkness, and offbeat sound. Robert Christgau of The Village Voice gave it an honorable mention, while the New York Times review found the music to be quite abrasive, but meant as a compliment. Jonathan Gold of Rolling Stone likened the album to cyberpunk fiction popular at the time. Tom Sinclair of Entertainment Weekly had this to say about it. “Reznor's pet topics (sex, power, S&M, hatred, transcendence) are all here, wrapped in hooks that hit your psyche with the force of a blowtorch." In the end, the record would make many best of lists ranked very highly. Rolling Stone’s 500 Greatest Albums Ever saw the release as number 122 in 2020. Spin Magazine’s Top 20 albums of the past 25 years gave it the 10 spot. The legacy of The Downward Spiral was felt by both Reznor, his touring band mates, and the rest of the music world. Its success would lead to fame and notoriety that the singer had not envisioned, nor was he prepared for it in a mental health way either. The group had to deal with rumors left and right referencing Reznor‘s depression, possible death, and even a crazy story that he had been friends with Jeffrey Dahmer. The record also led to countless imitators including Motley Crue. Reznor would later say that The Downward Spiral was an album, where the actual truth self-fulfilled itself, meaning all the darkness, depression, and other negative themes came true in his own life.

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justhereforseverus · 4 years ago

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A Rose by any Other Name Would Smell as Sweet

Miserable_toad

Chapter 10: I will wear my heart upon my sleeve

Summary:

You wake up in Severus quarters and can't get your head around last night's events. You find an open ear for your thoughts with Minerva and Remus. In the end, you decide to play open cards.

Notes:

Not much to say about this one. Life sucks some times and I really needed a portion of fluff to cheer me up so I wrote this. Hope you all like it. Sorry about grammar mistakes. Also I realised there's an awful lot of tea drinking in my work. So go ahead and make yourself some tea to set the right mood! Tea's awesome and I mean that unironically.

Comments always appreciated. Thank you SO much for reading this! It means the world to me!

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I woke up on his couch, covered with a green velvet blanket. After a short feeling of disorientation, I remembered where I was and how I got here. It still felt unreal though. Did last night really happen? Did I really fall asleep on him? And he let me just do that without complaint? He held my hand….I looked around: On the table next to me were tea, some scones and croissants on plates as well as a butter knife next to a jar of marmelade. There was also a small roll of parchment put into the empty teacup. I sat up and read:

“Good Morning [y/n]

Unfortunately, I have some important appointments to attend and thus can’t personally talk to you right now. As it is Saturday, I knew you didn’t have any classes to attend, so I reckoned it was fine to let you sleep in. Feel free to have breakfast before you head out.

Best regards,

Severus.”

As short and non-revealing as it could be. The breakfast looked amazing, so I didn’t hesitate to dive in. Meanwhile I looked around at his room and it was now illuminated by the sun coming from the enchanted windows. It was breathtaking and you really had the impression they’d lead outside just like the roof in the Ravenclaw tower. I hope I can be a guest here any time soon again.

I headed out to the teacher’s common room to find anyone to talk to about last night. It’s true, I didn’t have any appointments and it was Saturday. The teacher’s room is usually quite deserted at the weekend but one or two people were almost always around. To my disappointment, Remus wasn’t there but Minerva sat in one of the chairs with her coffee, reading the newspaper. When she saw me, she put it hastily away, stood up and greeted me with a long and tight hug. Petting my arm she said:

“I’m so sorry about yesterday, dear. How are you? Do you have time for a cup of tea in my office? I’d really want to talk to you about what happened in a more private place.”

I took up the invitation and nodded thankfully. We went to the Gryffindor quarters, where she let me inside her office. She offered me some biscuits and a nice and warm Darjeeling tea before saying the following:

“Now that we can’t be interrupted… I just wanted to say I’m sorry. When I told my house about the events, they all seemed to be very shocked. The ones who are in your class assured me they will continue their activity in the drama group. So, you see, they are very committed to you and your class. Never think, we won’t support you. I really can’t imagine anyone in my house holding these antiquated views of the arts but I’m old enough to not be a fool. Just because they are Gryffindors doesn’t mean they are all perfect little angels. I made clear to them that I stand by your side no matter what. If anyone has a problem with this, they are free to discuss it with me and I will make sure they soon know why they’re utterly wrong.” Her tone was sincere and resolute. I was deeply touched to have the support of such a strong and wonderful woman. She might be a bit stubborn at times but gosh, I admired her so much.

I replied: “Thanks Minerva. That really means a lot to me. I feel so much better knowing you all stand by my side. You’ve all been so kind to me last night. I’m not scared anymore.”

“Right you are. I’m sure Remus will help you with any precautious. Don’t you worry.” – she said and tapped my hand. “I have to admit, I’m looking forward to your play. Shakespeare is very entertaining after all and some of my students have been cast in very interesting roles by you.” – she smirked lovingly and took up another biscuit.

“Oh, you won’t be disappointed. The students really want to put up a high-class performance despite having little or no experience. We still need a solid number of rehearsals, but they will give a splendid performance at the end of the year. I’m sure of it.” - I said this with way more confidence than I actually had but hey, we gotta advertise us well.

After finishing her biscuit, Minerva folded her hands on the desk and said with an elevated eyebrow: “Now… do you want to talk about the other thing, too?”

“What other thing?” – I replied.

“You didn’t return to your quarters last night. My owl came back with her message. I was a bit worried at first but then I thought it’ll be alright after I checked in with some of the portraits.”

“Oh...” – ok, how do I get out of this. I wasn’t ready to share my silly feelings to other colleagues than Remus that soon….

Minerva just smiled and tipped my head lightly with one of her fingers: “You don’t need to hide behind the bush, dear. I know you and Professor Snape have spent quite a lot of time together lately.”

I exclaimed: “He just gave me another refill of my sleeping potion”, which was the truth. Though that wasn’t what put me to sleep in the end..

Minerva shook her head: “But that’s not it, isn’t it?” I was a bit of lost for words at that. After some seconds of silence, she continued: “Come on now. We’re grown-ups and you’d be surprised to know how much flirting and seduction is going on within the staff departments. Now, Severus is usually never involved in things like this so it’s certainly something else.” Ok, I need to come back to her at some point to hear her elaborate on that. Swee, sweet gossip. Yet, let’s stick to my thing at first. It’s interesting how everyone I talk to about Severus is basically saying the same thing, so I said: “That’s what everyone is saying actually. That it’s unusual for him to be so friendly with someone.”

She replied: “Because it’s true. You get along well?”

“Yes, we do.”

“Can I be frank?” – she said, while looking sternly into my eyes.

“Of course.”

“Where do you think this is going? What do you feel for him?”

“I…. “and here I swallowed hard. Because vaguely telling it to Remus is fine but openly admitting it to someone new is difficult. I’m also not entirely sure of my concrete feelings, yet. I said: “I don’t know but… I think I’ve definitely fallen for him and would love to connect .. on a deeper level with him.”

“That’s a relief to hear.” – she replied quickly, taking another sip of tea. “Why?” - I asked with a puzzling face. She continued: “Because my dear, he’s head over heels for you.”

Finally, I could get a hold of Remus and we decided to watch the Gryffindor team during their training. It’s convenient because no one takes note of us in the stands. They’re way too focused on their training. The Hufflepuff team also isn’t interested in bullying their next game’s opponents during trainings. So, we were safe in that regard.

“Ok. That’s.. Minerva is very good in reading people and she certainly never holds back putting things bluntly.” – he said while watching some of the students trying to shoot a goal. “I guess we can take her word for it and he does have a sincere interest in you. We also have to take into account, of course, the fact that you were holding hands” -he said in a teasing tone, putting up his hand in a melodramatic gesture.

“Shut up, jerk.” – I pushed him slightly in jest. He continued: “For real, if that’s how a Professor Snape looks like being head over heels in love… that’s kind of disappointing. Though no, now that I think of it, I can’t see him doing lovey dovey talk or flirting with anyone. Still.. do you.... do you want to have a relationship with him? I’m not judging, really! In the end I wished he’d finally found someone to make him chill a bit. He's so goddamn tense.”

“I don’t know.. yes? Like we’ve just spent a couple of months working together, I don’t want to push this too fast. I only know, I want to pursue this further and be closer to him. But what if he just felt sorry for me yesterday. Or maybe he wanted me to calm down so I don’t ruin his couch with my snot or whatever.” – I said and put my head in my hands. UGH the whole thing shouldn’t be so complicated. I feel like a teenager..

Remus sighed and said: “I don’t think he’s the type for that. Once, I saw him give additional homework to a crying and clearly stressed out student without blinking an eye.” – Remus took up a stone and threw over the stands. He has a point, I thought. In the end, he could’ve just ordered me to leave. That reminds me.. “Minerva also told me I shouldn’t let his insecurities destroy anything good in his life again. She fears that he’ll try to get himself in the way of happiness. What do you make of this?”

“I agree. I think many people, me included, are responsible that he truly believes he’s the villain and he just sticked with it. I don’t think that’ll change much even with the prospect of love. I think in its core there is a self-manipulating tendency that comes from a deep feeling of insecurity. It doesn’t mean he can’t change. It also doesn’t mean that he shouldn’t have or deserves a fulfilling relationship. You might have to convince him of that fact though. If it ever gets too… intense.. don’t be a fool. Come to me, talk to me and we make sure you’re safe. Your past doesn’t give you a free ticket to being a dick.”

Bad memories came back to me. Of me being too patient, too naive, too.. compliant, not seeing that a person is abusive, manipulative and cruel. All the thoughts of ‘I don’t deserve any better’ come back to me. Maybe Severus is not the right choice.. what if it becomes similarly… nightmarish? But I can’t stop my heart and so far he didn’t show any red flags. He self-reflects. He apparently wants to change. And I can’t stop thinking about him and wanting to be with him. He has been nothing but kind. Harsh sometimes, but kind and caring. Honest with his flaws. Finally, I said to Remus: “I guess, I should just do the reasonable and grown up thing: be open, see where it goes, and talk to him?”

I returned to my quarters to do some reading in preparation for the upcoming week. Remus assured me he’ll come on Monday to put some new spells on the walls to guarantee protection. It was difficult concentrating though. My mind kept going back to last night’s event. The good and the bad parts of it. I sat on my balcony for a while to order my thoughts. It was a foggy afternoon and you could barely see the woods through the misty clouds. It was so peaceful. I’m surprised about my own calmness, considering that someone broke into my classroom, destroyed it and hasn’t been caught, yet. The overwhelming support here helps. I’m really lucky to be here and not.. in that other place.

I heard my doorbell ring and walked to the door to see who it was. I didn’t expect visitors and I don’t hold office hours on the weekend. Let’s hope that doesn’t mean bad news. Yet, the enchanted mirror next to the door, which serves kinda like a camera, showed me instead a tall, gaunt man in front of my door: Severus. I opened: “Hey” – I said. “Good Afternoon, [y/n].” – he replied. “I’m finished with my appointments today and wanted to tell you that I’ve found a potion that could help securing our classroom. I just checked with Pomfrey and Sprout and we indeed have all the ingredients for it. I think I could brew it until Monday.”

“Oh my God, that’s great!” – I replied. “Ehm.. would you like to come in? You can tell me more about it then. I’m intrigued. Thank you so much. Everyone supports me here, it’s overwhelming.. in a good way.” With that, I went back to my quarters and signalled him to follow me. He took a seat on the couch and I got some biscuits and drinks from the kitchen and put them on the table. After I sat down, he handed me an open book and pointed to the illustration of a potion on it. He explained to me how it works and how it leaves a trace on the perpetrator when he walks through it, which is invisible and can only be lifted by a spell. This spell can be modified during the creation of the potion and thus can only be used by its creator. It’s ingenious really. Complicated to make but I had full trust in Severus, who would surely have no difficulty brewing it.

After we agreed on the details on where and how to use it in my classroom, he told me more of his exchange with the Slytherin house last night. He told me, that some of them didn’t seem to be particularly shocked about the events but these were the students he knew to have a rather negative opinion about theatre. However, knowing that their own headteacher was on my side made them reluctant to give any rude comments. We talked a bit more about the beautiful edition of the potion book he had with him and did some more small talk about literature and the life of a teacher at Hogwarts. It felt so natural to talk to him. It was so easy and made so much fun. I decided it would be a good moment to ask about last night:

“I wanted to thank you again for yesterday. For the kind words and the delicious breakfast. May I ask you something though?”

“Speak your mind. No need for formalities.”

Ok, now comes the hard part. I sighed. “Were you nice to me only because you felt sorry? I mean, I fell asleep on you and you just let me without any complaints and you.. did take my..?”

He interjected suddenly: “I’m not sorry for anything and I certainly don’t feel the need to be friendly to anyone out of pity. I’d argue I didn’t give you any hints that this might be the case”

“But.. I mean, you were right. I was just.. the events of the day came all down on me in that moment. I realised how naïve I was to think that it wouldn’t happen here. I was also sad that I doubted myself so much after something like this. I will fight this. I will go on and hold my composure but it’s still.. difficult, you know? I didn’t have the right to load everything on you.”

“I offered you my ear, so it’s fine. I told you not to apologise for things that have been initiated and consented by me. And yes, it is difficult and it is frustrating. Yet, I’d rather have you here doing your work trying than simply giving in.”

“Thank you…” – I was really touched by this. No, don’t start crying again,don't be too emotional again. I still have questions to ask: “So, holding my hand wasn’t just an empty gesture out of the ‘How to comfort other people’ book?”

He sighed and slightly shook his head: “First of all, I wouldn’t read such a book and I doubt it exists. Second, I don’t need a handbook to know what people want or need to be comforted. I just often choose to ignore it for their sake. Third, I don’t hold hands with anyone as a purely performative gesture.”

“But does that mean you would hold my hand even if I wasn’t crying like a baby?”

“You weren’t crying like a baby. You were almost crying like a baby. But yes, Sherlock your deductive skills led to the right conclusion here: It would indeed ‘mean that’.”

“So………. you’d do it again?” – I asked curiously and looked at him way too happily.

“You’re insufferable do you know that? Are you not capable of asking directly if you want something specific?”

“And are you not capable of replying directly?”

“I don’t feel the need to spell out what is obvious. I don’t reward stupid questions.” - and with this he sighed, shook his head and took my hand again. This time was different. I wasn’t in a mood of despair; I didn’t need someone to get me grounded again. It was purely for pleasure. He looked down at the table but I could recognise the faintest blush on his face. His fingers were closely intertwined with mine. I could hear my heart beating up again and recognised him breathing slightly faster.

“This is nice.” – I said after a while.

“What a thoughtful observation.” - he said.

“Stop ruining the mood, Hamlet.” – and I sat closer to him. Once again, he let go of my hand and put his arm around me. He pulled me close, drawing circles on my shoulders. After some time, he took my other hand into his, looked at me and said quietly:

“You know. I’m not.. I didn’t join your group because I wanted anything of a superior motive. I truly want to support your cause, and these were always my intentions.”

“I know. Don’t worry about it.”

“In addition, I know I’m theoretically a perfect man.” – I rolled my eyes at this. “Yet, I don’t know if I... I’m not the best of keeping close relationships. I’m not the easiest man to be around. I don’t want to fool you.”

“I didn’t think so. It’s fine. To be honest, me neither. But I think we should just communicate, be honest with each other and see where it goes.” – I paused for a bit in thought. “Of course, if that’s what you also want...” Yes, just ruin anything brain. “Have you… had other relationships?”

He played a bit with my fingers and touched my hand softly: “Yes, I’m not a virgin if you mean that. But my former relationships either failed because I was.. frankly, a bit of an asshole, so there are on me. I don’t want to make these mistakes again. Others were nothing serious. My recent ones were more of a.. practical nature than an emotional one. They also have been some time ago, too. I assure you my intentions are not in that direction here. If I ever try again there should be more.”

“Same. My last relationship was very abusive. He didn’t respect me and I was too stupid to realise it sooner. Then I was alone for many years until I came here. Fiction is an escape for me in that regard. Drama, too. I thought when I leave my last working place, my home, my town.. I’d escape it all. In addition, I kind of gave up on love and dating and stuff.” – I sighed, realising I was sitting here with arms around me, holding hands with a man, which can definitely be identified as ‘love, dating’ and stuff’. The irony. I chuckled to myself.

“What’s so amusing?” – he asked.

“Well, guess at the moment I’m not really behaving like I might have given up on love.”

“I know that feeling.” – he said quietly and turned his head to my side. I could feel his breath on my hair and I wondered if he wanted to kiss me right now. Because damn I’d love to do that. For now though, this was perfect.

#ao3 writer #ao3 fic #severus x oc #severus snape #severus snape x reader #severus snape x you #severus snape x y/n #snape x reader #snape x you #snape x oc #pro snape

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therachelperspective · 4 years ago

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TV | Penny Dreadful (2014-2016)

This review has sat in my drafts for over a year. (It’s been a weird year, don’t judge me). Although I had a few notes sufficient enough to write a review from and could have probably have finished and posted something by now, I will honestly say that I have pondered Penny Dreadful this entire period of time. Even as I watch other series and take part in other media, every so often my mind wanders back to Penny Dreadful. Whether the show intrigued me or irked me has not entirely been decided, to the point where I am almost feel hastened to watch the show again with more attentiveness. But, just as I feel about Marvel’s Iron Fist series, I’m not sure I want to endure some of the more vexing qualities of Penny Dreadful a second time around (though I sadly will for Iron Fist as I once again attempt to complete the entire Defenders collection).

Let’s see what I can make of my long-stored memories.

Penny Dreadful derives its name from what is essentially Victorian England’s version of a comic book, typically with narratives of crime or violence. As per Britannica, these eight-page installments – also called “dime novels” or “bloods” – were carelessly written second-rate works full of gory themes. While I wouldn’t say the series to be careless or second-rate, it definitely hits the crime, violence, and horror right on the nose to give its namesake proper honor.

Set in the late 1800s, Penny Dreadful bears resemblance to The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen in that it includes characters from various works of classic literature, though Penny Dreadful sticks to the obvious era of Victorian Gothic. Although its main characters Sir Malcolm Murray (Timothy Dalton), Vanessa Ives (Eva Green), and Ethan Chandler (Josh Hartnett) were created for the show, its supporting cast are directly named after major literary characters – Dorian Gray (Reeve Carney), Dr. Victor Frankenstein (Harry Treadaway) and his Creature (Rory Kinnear), as well as brief appearances throughout by Mina Harker, Abraham Van Helsing, Dr. Henry Jekyll (sadly, while the science is included, Jekyll’s own counterpart Hyde was not), Dracula, and Justine (from The Misfortunes of Virtue). It has been discussed online that the character of Malcolm is based on famed adventurer Allan Quartermain from King Solomon’s Mines and, by name, obviously a derivative of Mina Murray’s father from Dracula; however, he was not mentioned in the novel. Similarly, Vanessa Ives is said to be based on Mina’s best friend Lucy Westenra. Furthermore, the story arc of Brona, who then becomes “Lily Frankenstein,” shares obvious similarities to that of the Bride of Frankenstein.

The rich inspiration from classic literature is what initially drew me to watch Penny Dreadful, along with the hype I read when it was initially released in 2014. Despite the fact that I am typically not one for horror-based film or television, I undertook the task regardless. Per my usual reasoning (I swear I write this in everything and I apologize lol), I wanted to discover for myself if it was truly as great as the critics say. And dare I say, it was actually true for the first season. I remember posting something on Instagram stating how I understood the public interest in the show and that I was excited to continue on. While it has no doubt been some time since I’ve viewed the material, I distinctly remember my personal fascination dwindle shortly thereafter. Had I any sort of ability to abandon the media I try to consume, it might have caused me to not finish the show. But alas, I’m one of those hopefuls that thinks maybe it will get better. Plus, can you really say you watched something if you didn’t watch the entire thing? My answer: no. Must watch it all to have a proper opinion!

Wherein the first season focuses primarily on finding a kidnapped Mina Murray, with tolerable amounts of arc for Frankenstein, his creature, the mysterious Ethan Chandler, and Dorian Gray... the latter seasons revolving around witches and “nightcomers” (season two), and Dracula (season three) – as well as the constant battles between Frankenstein’s scientist vs. his creations, the dragged out uncovering of Ethan’s background, and Dorian’s inability to keep it in his pants – just didn’t seem to have the same charm to me as the initial season. Maybe it was the story? Were these the best “big bads” writers could come up with? I suppose, yes, considering the source material of that particular period, there’s only so much to work with. But to have the first season’s enemy be simply a vampire and the third season’s Dracula, it seems to me like missed opportunity (like using Dracula in his actual storyline) or they were really just recycling material. You used vampires once already; was doing it again with one buffer season in between really your only option?

Other nagging details that truthfully somewhat prevent me from watching the series again include things like: how much of Vanessa’s “dialogue” actually includes Eva Green’s ability to make guttural sounds; how certain arcs overwhelmed the series (like Frankenstein’s Creature and Lily, though kudos to Penny Dreadful for exploring their thoughts/feelings that other films or shows have not), compared to others tales that were not fleshed out enough; characters from literature left me wanting more, even if I did already know their mythos (Dorian, for example, was merely only a brief glimpse at his portrait, no explanation of its mysticism); and lastly, Lily’s entire story felt too much for me. While I admire the show’s portrayal of feminism, body autonomy, and a sense of sisterhood amongst Lily and her “army,” her approach to these topics also felt preachy and eventually fell more into a “savior” complex. I can understand the rediscovery of life as a newly reanimated human, re-comprehending life and death, not allowing any man to “own” her purely based on his say-so... but the way the show writers approached it was not my favorite. Billie Piper was great in her role, but towards the end of her arc, I was bored with Lily’s endeavors.

My biggest pet peeve surrounding this show, however, was actual a very random detail – Ethan and Brona (Lily, in her previous life) had a very intense relationship during the first season before she succumbs to illness. How is it, despite both of their prominence in the show and their respective arcs, as well as mutual acquaintances with other characters, that Ethan never ever crossed paths with Lily at all once she was reborn? Was it because he would obviously recognize her as Brona and writers didn’t know how to incorporate that detail into the show? Was it because they wanted Lily to remain purely a character in Frankenstein’s and Dorian’s arcs? Someone please answer this for me, because it drives me nuts.

All in all, Penny Dreadful started strong and I did enjoy it at first, but its subsequent seasons and finale felt less than spectacular. What was once an enjoyable suspenseful thriller turned into a psychological drama looking to interpret everyone’s personal issues and traumas rather than working together for a common, supernatural cause. Where the first season saw everyone as a collective group, I feel the show slowly but surely lost its charm by increasing their solo arcs without much interaction amongst everyone as a whole. It’s not to say that they never spoke to one another (Ethan and Lily being the exception), but their interactivity became increasingly minimal. I will give writers some credit in that, for some characters, this solitude reflected their emotions and was necessary for their arc. But maybe I just believe the show was better when the ensemble was a more cohesive whole.

#tv #television #tv show #television show #penny dreadful #eva green #josh hartnett #vanessa ives #ethan chandler #dracula #dorian gray #frankenstein #bride of frankenstein

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therainroguefanfiction · 4 years ago

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⁂ Painting Love (Kyoya Hibari)

Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Slice of Life ☁

Word Count: 1,145 ☁

Pairing: Reader x Hibari ☁

World: Anime, Katekyo Hitman Reborn! ☁

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“No, herbivore.”

“Come on, Hiba-chan! I’m just trying to make your wife look prettier!”

Hibari’s glare darkened, “I said no. Now leave before I bite you to death.”

Your eyes narrowed in defiance, “I’m not gonna leave you alone until you agree!”

“Hibari~ Hibari~” Hibird flew down from the reception room window and landed on your shoulder, making Hibari’s steel grey orbs narrow as he glared at his pet, annoyed that he chose the herbivore over his master.

“See? Even Hibird agrees! Come on, Kyoya, what harm will it do? I’m just trying to make your wife look even more beautiful than she already does with a portrait of the cute little Hibird!” Hook, Line, and Sinker!

“Fine, but I will be supervising you to make sure you don’t defile the Namimori name.”

You rolled your eyes and waved him off, muttering a “yeah, yeah” before turning around. This, of course, garnered a glare from the prefect, but you ignored it, deciding that you should get to work on your project if you wanted it finished by tomorrow.

You ended up working all through the night without fail, finishing up just thirty minutes before the sun rose. Hibari had fallen asleep around midnight and was currently leaning up against the tree in front of the wall you had been working on. It was hard to believe that the prefect could look so peaceful in his sleep.

Not wanting to disturb the sleeping demon, you quickly and quietly cleaned up the paint and other assorted items before taking your leave, the little yellow puffball nestled comfortably in your hands. Since Hibird had helped you with your little painting, his feathers had specks of various colored paints dotting them.

“Don’t worry, Hibird. I’ll take good care of you❤~” you said softly, booping his beak lightly as you made your way home. Hibird chirped, nipping your hand affectionately before letting himself get much-needed rest, which he deserved after all of the work he had done.

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You were met with a herd of students in the courtyard when you returned to school, the now clean puffball resting on top of your head. You were surprised to see almost every student of Namimori Middle crowding around to see the painting that you had done on the wall of the school building. Of course, only one person knew that you had been the one to do it.

Pushing past the students, you felt your heart soar in content as you gazed at the portrait with glazed-over eyes. The work had been a reflection of your heart, and seeing the finished masterpiece in the light of day was almost enough to make you cry out in joy. Instead of giving yourself away to the wondering students, you bit your lip and wiped away your teary eyes.

Painted on the wall of the school building, from bottom to top, was a portrait of yourself and Hibari. You were next to him, arms wrapped tightly around his neck as you held your cheek against his own. Hibari was scowling at you, arms crossed and steel orbs narrowed. You had included Hibird, naturally, and he was sitting on Hibari’s shoulder, in between the two of you. You had also painted hearts around the two of you, with cursive words that read, ‘I Love You, Hiba-chan❤~!’

Next to the pair, was a smaller painting near the bottom of the wall, featuring your friends with the words, ‘Friends like these are extremely rare but last a lifetime,’ Your friends, who automatically knew that the creative piece had been done by you, came over to you and engulfed you in a tight hug.

“That’s so sweet, Y/N-chan!” Kyoko smiled, hugging you gently before pulling away.

Tsuna nodded in agreement, “I didn’t know you had so much talent, Y/N-chan!”

“Che. It’s not that great.” Gokudera muttered under his breath, cheeks tinted pink as he looked away.

Yamamoto laughed, “It’s amazing!”

“But… what about Hibari-san? Isn’t he… going to be really mad?” Tsuna questioned, his happiness being replaced by nervousness as his deep brown orbs glanced around the group, in search of the demon.

“Mad? That bastard’s going to be furious!” Gokudera snorted, a smirk replacing his frown.

You just shrugged, “He said I could.”

“What?!” the group chorused in shock.

“T-That’s hard to believe… Hibari-san… he loves the school!”

You shrugged again, eyes shifting towards the ground, “Trust me, I’ve noticed.”

Tsuna was about to respond with something comforting, but Hibird cut him off, “Hibari~ Hibari~”

The group froze, watching the bird fly off towards its furious master. You gulped upon seeing the furious and hateful glare he was directing towards you. Without even attempting an excuse, you took off running inside the school, ‘I really screwed up this time!’

You could hear the prefect’s footsteps behind you, closing in with each and every corner you went around. Your breathing became ragged and your heart constricted painfully as you pushed your sore legs to move faster. ‘Damn, I have no athletic skills what-so-ever, and I really think I can outrun Hibari?’

You couldn’t take anymore and fell to your knees in the empty hallway, clutching your chest and trying to catch your breath. Your eyes closed tightly, your grip on the shirt tightening as the footsteps of the demon stopped behind you. You knew Hibari probably hated you now and it killed you to know that. You had hopes that the portrait would mean something to him, but you should have known better. “I’m sorry, Hibari! I know I said it would be a small portrait of Hibird, but I -”

Arms encircled you, pulling your body into a warm, inviting chest. You blinked in surprise, looking up at the black-haired prefect. Instead of seeing a glare, his steel orbs were glazed over with something you couldn’t imagine Hibari ever feeling – love.

“H-Hiba-chan…”

“Stupid herbivore,” he muttered, crashing his lips down onto your own, “You could have come up with a better way to tell me than defiling my school.” He let go of you, standing up and pulling out his tonfa, hitting you softly in the head.

“Oww, damn it, Skylark~” you whined, holding your head with a pout, “That hurt!”

He smirked, grabbing your arm and pulling you up off the tiled floor. You blinked, staring at his hand as the male dragged you outside to the wall you had painted on. “As punishment, you’ll be cleaning this off. If I see a single speck of paint, I’ll bite you to death.”

You groaned, sinking to your knees, “I should have known,”

Hibari smirked before walking away, pulling out his phone and looking at the picture he had taken of the painting. A small, almost invisible smile reached his lips as he set the picture as his wallpaper before slipping his phone back into his pocket.

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helaintoloki · 5 years ago

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Oh my god can I request that Arthur is neighbors with the reader and she is nice to him so naturally he just decides to wander into her apartment, despite feeling a little guilty, and sees that she has a notebook open of all the times they’ve done stuff together and he’s said he needed this or that, of foods he likes but can’t afford, basic care things you know, and she comes in to see him with a bunch of bags filled with everything?? I feel like he needs a care package.

a/n: I kind of went a little off script for this but the general idea is still there so I hope you don’t mind!

He hadn’t meant to come inside. Honest. But the door was open and he was worried something had happened, so Arthur had no choice but to wander in and take a quick peek.

“Y/n?” He called. No answer. Complete silence. She must have been at work.

See Arthur, he thinks, she’s fine. Time to go.

But the rational thought is ignored by his body’s irrational urge to explore, and he finds himself wandering around her apartment. It’s tidy and neat and smells of scented candles. Smells of her. Home.

Photos of family and friends and pets line the walls, paintings and artistic portraits finding homes on shelves and tables. But it’s the open notebook resting on the table that catches Arthur’s eye, and though he knows he shouldn’t he finds himself inching towards the object. Does she keep a journal too?

He’s puzzled to see his name. Not once, not twice, but mentioned dozens of times in her unique handwriting. Arthur. He can hear her voice as he reads, shivers tingling down his spine. Why me?

“April 3rd: Arthur has different laughs. Each unique in their own way. But my favorite is the one he saves for me in the late hours of the night as we joke about life in hopes it’ll take the pain away.”

“April 5th: I noticed during our trip to the city Arthur staring longingly at a joke book in the window shop. Maybe once I have enough money I’ll surprise him. He deserves the world, after all. I only wish he could see that.”

“April 6th: Arthur’s fridge is practically empty! The poor thing, I can’t begin to imagine the last time he had a good home cooked meal. Maybe I’ll stop by this week and make him dinner.”

“April 8th: Arthur gets ticklish when you play with the hair on the back of his neck. He makes the cutest giggles, strands of hair soft between my fingertips. I think I love Arthur.”

“April 10th: I’ve finished his care package! Hopefully he likes it. I bought the joke book and some candy he had been eyeing when I took him grocery shopping. I also included a new sweater because heaven knows his current one is not doing its job of keeping him warm. I hope he likes it.”

Heat blooms through his cheeks as his brain absorbs the words on the pages. Did she really care that much for him? Him, a freak undeserving of her love. Arthur, being as observant as he is, had never even noticed how much attention y/n paid to every detail, but the idea of it all made him so happy he could burst.

“Arthur?” Her voice startles him so bad he almost falls over the coffee table. She stands there, coat damp from the rain and arms full of various grocery and store bags. A puzzled look decorates her features, but there’s no sign of anger or disgust or hatred.

“I...I’m sorry,” he starts meekly, “the door was open...”

“Must’ve forgot to lock it,” she smiles sheepishly. “You alright?”

“Y-Yeah, I... your journal.”

“Oh,” y/n blushed, “you saw it. I didn’t mean to overstep anything, I just... you deserve the world and more, and I wanted to help you see it.”

“That’s really nice of you,” he murmurs softly, a sheepish smile on his face. “But you don’t have to-“

“Nonsense,” she says with the shake of her head. “I want to. And I’m going to. How does spaghetti sound for dinner?”

“It sounds... well, it sounds wonderful,” Arthur beams, heart soaring in his chest. “Thank you.”

He hopes she knows the thank you isn’t just for her spaghetti.

#arthur fleck #arthur fleck x reader #joker #joker 2019 #arthur fleck oneshot #joaquin phoenix #request

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kaylinpak · 4 years ago

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The ArtCenter Files

I was accepted for the Fall 2020 Illustration program at ArtCenter College of Design. Just like with the post I made after being accepted to Ringling, this one will also be a list of tips I gathered during my application process. This is not a guarantee of your acceptance, but just something to help inform those looking into ArtCenter, primarily for Illustration. (You can skip to number 3 if you just want help on your portfolio.)

1.) BEFORE WORKING ON THE APPLICATION:

Please schedule either an in-person or online meeting with an Admissions counselor first. This is important as no one knows the programs and curriculum better than they do. Just by talking to a counselor about my interests, she was able to help narrow down what major would be a good fit for me, as well as give insight as to what the coursework would look like. (Not to mention portfolio help!)

ArtCenter also has different terms: Fall, Spring, and Summer. You’d have to look for the exact starting dates to determine which term would work best for you, or speak to the counselor. You can schedule a meeting with a counselor by going to ArtCenter’s website; under the Admissions tab, you will see “Schedule an appointment.” If you can’t find it, there’s also the option to either email or call the Admissions desk (both contacts on their website.)

If you or your parents are at a loss on what to ask the counselor, consider these: Scholarships and how to get them, tuition + costs, terms, curriculum details, what the major is like, show examples of your work + get feedback, and how well-connected the school is (ie internship opportunities).

2.) WORKING ON THE APPLICATION:

If you decided ArtCenter is a good fit, make sure you don’t immediately jump into the portfolio. The Application is equally important; personally I prefer to complete it first. Under the Admissions tab, you will find the link to the Application Requirements page, which lays out all the steps like a checklist. Either bookmark it or write them down so you can keep track what of you’ve completed!

3.) (ILLUSTRATION) PORTFOLIO HELP:

You will be uploading your pieces to ArtCenter’s SlideRoom. There’s a page on ArtCenter’s website that details what the portfolio requires, but I’ll copy and paste it so I can refer to it for the rest of my post. I’m writing this in 2020, so please check the site yourself in case there are changes.

“Submit 10 to 15 figure drawings from a live model that include both gestural and more developed pieces. Other observational drawings from life are also required such as self-portraits or portraits of others, sketches of animals and scenes from nature and cityscapes. Include imaginative drawings that demonstrate your passion for and understanding of illustration in both color and black and white.

Submit three or more pieces that highlight drawing or painting skills, and show the development of a story or concept. Sketchbooks that display a range of interests and skills are welcome and we recommend a limit of 10 to 15 sketchbook pages submitted as one PDF.”

What if you don’t have any pieces that fit into this? Here are some of my ideas:

Figure Drawing: If you can, sign up for figure drawing classes. Speaking as someone who has some art school experience, please don’t just search up nude figures and draw those for your portfolio, especially if you’ve never drawn figures before, unless you have absolutely no choice. That’s what I had done in high school, but taking actual figure drawing classes in college made me realize that having a teacher to give you advice and look for your mistakes helps you so much more. Not to mention, you will be training yourself how to quickly capture the human figure, sometimes in 1 minute or less.

Life Drawings/Observations: These are basically “cafe sketches” or observational drawings. Still lives count as long as they are polished. Googling pictures for you to draw for your portfolio should be a last resort! You don’t have to visit any where fancy to make a good portfolio piece; with practice, you can make an interesting drawing out of any subject. Start locally, and then try working out of your comfort zone if needed. First draw your friends, family, pets, rooms, or garden. Then you can move onto parks, zoos, and other public places.

Sketchbook Pages: You can include less-polished life drawing sketches from your sketchbook in your portfolio. I also recommend sketching out your story ideas, any character designs, story boards, or comics. Be sure to include some color! Even if you think an idea is silly or dumb, sketch it anyways. You’ll then have a larger pool of sketches to choose for your portfolio.

Story Illustrations: Your illustrations do not all have to be paintings, but if you forgo the painting aspect, it should be a really strong drawing (ie with good line work and details.) Despite “illustration” being a broad term, what they are asking for aligns more with illustrations for books, and concept work for movies and games. To get inspiration, search up concept art for movies by Disney, Dreamworks, BlueSky, etc. Remember, don’t get caught too much in the scenery of your piece, your characters and their interactions in your illustration should be the main focus. Be sure to thumbnail your ideas (a rough drawing) and experiment with different composition, angles, and lighting before working on your final piece. If you are still not sure if your idea fits what ArtCenter wants, you can email an admissions counselor your work and ask for their feedback.

Tips I got from an admissions counselor:

- Slideroom only allows 10-15 upload spaces, but there is a way to work around this if you have more than 15 pieces. You can upload PDF files; SlideRoom acts as though 1 PDF is the same as uploading one “artwork,” therefore only taking up 1 submission space even if your PDF has 10 slides on it. (Great for your figures and sketchbook! Either organize your pieces on Google Slides or PowerPoint, then save it as a PDF file.)

- You should have a mixture of traditional and digital work.

- Your sketchbook pages should feature some color even if they aren’t polished drawings.

- Aside from your illustrations, not everything in your portfolio has to be a finished drawing or “polished.” In fact, if your sketchbook has sketches of animals, landscapes, interior environments etc. that counts as a life drawing submission.

- The presentation and order of your pieces on SlideRoom are important. Don’t have some random order like “sketchbook, paintings, animals, illustrations.” I don’t know if this is widely accepted at ArtCenter, but for my portfolio, I was told to order it like: Still life paintings, Illustrations, Sketchbook pages, Observation drawings, Figures. The only logic I gleaned from that was it was a gradual shift from the most polished work to the least. Ask a counselor if they have a preferred order.

- Despite the minimum requirement for story illustrations being three, I was actually asked to do 4, as they felt it would make my portfolio stronger.

4.) PORTFOLIO VIDEO ESSAY HELP:

Honestly, the site’s description couldn’t have said it any clearer. There is an entire page dedicated to its instructions, but I do have extra tips for this. SlideRoom will have its own page for you to directly upload your video file, but if the file is too big, the best solution is to upload your video essay to YouTube. Instead of submitting the video file directly, what I did was upload a PDF with the YouTube link to my video. (I made a Google Docs, copy and pasted the link, then saved it as a PDF. Yes it is allowed.) Just make sure your video is published publicly. If I can overcome my embarrassment, so can you.

5.) FINAL TIPS:

- Don’t try to study examples of accepted portfolios, as it may cause you to emulate their style or pieces in hopes of getting a higher chance of acceptance. Trust me when I say the reviewers can tell if your work lacks passion or your own creative input.

- Find out which medium works best for you; some new passion may be discovered just from experimentation. For example, I struggled with figure drawing until I tried using Prismacolor colored pencils, which then became my go-to medium for figures. If you’re feeling bored or uninspired with one medium, go and try something new.

- PLEASE always email the admissions team for help if you’re stuck. You can even send an email asking if there were steps you missed preventing them from reviewing your application. I did, and it saved my butt. Furthermore, keeping in contact with the school in this manner helps to attach a face to an application, and may demonstrate to them that you’re really passionate about getting into the school.

I hope this was helpful, but don’t be afraid to message me with more questions! <3

#art portfolio #portfolio help #artcenter #art tips #Art College #artcollege #art center #Illustration #illustration portfolio #art help #art school

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Mike’s Picks - Week of April 6th

Hello again to all our Richfield Library Patrons. We’re back this week with more suggestions to keep you busy while you're stuck at home. All library programs, outreach, and meeting rooms have been canceled until at least May, so hang in there! The books are all available through Hoopla or Overdrive, you can click the title to access it’s listing, or find all our materials at https://akronlibrary.org/browse/digital. As always, I miss you, and please send me an email to let me know how you're doing, or if there's anything I can do for you.

Mike Daly, Adult Services Librarian

[email protected]

Crafts:

For all you Richfield Crafters out there missing your monthly crafting fix, I have attached a couple of timely links to help you pass the time during the great quarantine.

Do-it-yourself Covid Masks

The first link was posted by the U. S. Surgeon General Jerome Adams. It's very simple and doesn't require sewing. You can find the video at:

https://www.wwlp.com/news/health/coronavirus-local-impact/surgeon-general-heres-how-you-can-make-a-cloth-mask-today-in-just-a-few-easy-steps/

NPR also explains how they should be worn, and offers some different options for making them (including one where you just cut up an old t-shirt, no sewing or stapling or anything):

https://www.npr.org/sections/goatsandsoda/2020/04/03/826996154/coronavirus-faqs-is-a-homemade-mask-effective-and-whats-the-best-way-to-wear-one

This one is what my wife used to make our family's masks. It does require a sewing machine, but the results were quite professional and easy to wear. There are hundreds of online tutorials if you do an internet search for “making Covid masks”. This one is from USA Today:

https://www.usatoday.com/in-depth/news/2020/04/04/coronavirus-face-mask-tips-how-make-fabric-instructions/2945209001/

And finally, Joann Fabric has provided this pattern that does not require elastic or string, but instead has fabric straps:

https://www.joann.com/on/demandware.static/-/Library-Sites-LibraryJoAnnShared/default/dw4148ae36/static/landingpage/assets/MaskInstructions_V2.pdf

Easter Pom-Pom Craft

Here's a couple of simple craft for all ages. They're really easy and the end products are very cute. All you need are scissors, rubber bands, old fabric, and some yarn. For bunnies:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q8DYHOSpL50

and for chicks:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oz0o-dBhAKA

There are many more available on You Tube.

Books:

Non-Fiction

The Pioneers: The Heroic Story of the Settlers Who Brought the American Ideal West by David McCullough

McCullough tells the story of the settling of the Northwest Territory, at the time a wilderness northwest of the Ohio River containing the future states of Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Michigan, and Wisconsin. His main focus is on the founding and growth of Marietta, Ohio. Included in the Northwest Ordinance were three remarkable conditions: freedom of religion, free universal education, and most importantly, the

prohibition of slavery. McCullough tells the story through five major characters: Manasseh Cutler, Revolutionary War veteran General Rufus Putnam, Cutler’s son Ephraim; and two other men, one a carpenter turned architect, and the other a physician who became a prominent pioneer in American science. A must read for anyone interested in Ohio history.

Code Name: Lise, the True Story of the Woman Who Became WWII's Most Decorated Spy by Larry Loftis

This book was an exciting read. I had never heard of Odette Sansom or the women of the SOE. In 1942 Odette Sansom, a French woman married to and English man, decides to follow in her war hero father’s footsteps by becoming an SOE agent to aid Britain and her beloved homeland, France. Five failed attempts and one plane crash later, she finally lands in occupied France to begin her mission. It is here that she meets her commanding officer Captain Peter Churchill. Loftis paints a portrait of true courage, patriotism, and love—of two incredibly heroic people who endured unimaginable horrors. He weaves together the touching romance between Odette and Peter and the thrilling cat and mouse game between them and a wily Gestapo agent.

Fiction:

This week I've been rereading some of my favorite books. The titles listed below are an eclectic mix, so everyone should find something to like. They are also long which will help you kill some time while stuck at home.

The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien

This was my favorite book in high school. Lose yourself in the adventures of Frodo and Gandolf in their epic battle of good versus evil. All three titles, The Fellowship of the Ring, The Two Towers, and The Return of the King are available for down as Ebook or audio on the library website.

The Life And Adventures Of Nicholas Nickleby by Charles Dickens

Although not as well known as Great Expectations or Oliver Twist, this Dickens classic is my favorite. A serial romp through Victorian England, this book is in turns funny, sad, and touching. Don't give up because the 19th Century language is unfamiliar. You will be rewarded if you persevere.

The Ebook is available through Project Gutenberg:

https://www.gutenberg.org/files/967/967-h/967-h.htm

and the audio book is available at LibriVox:

https://librivox.org/the-life-and-adventures-of-nicholas-nickleby-by/

Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follett

The first and best of Follett's historical novels about the fictional English city of Kingsbridge, it's an Oprah Book Club choice as well. The Pillars of the Earth tells the story of Philip, prior of Kingsbridge, a devout and resourceful monk driven to build the greatest Gothic cathedral the world has known, of Tom, the mason who becomes his architect, and of the beautiful, elusive Lady Aliena. The book tells of the struggle that will turn church against state and brother against brother. The book, as well as the two sequels, A World Without End and A Column of Fire, are available for download as Ebook or Eaudio on the library website.

And finally.................

Monday April 9th is

Fresh Tomato Day

“A tomato may be a fruit, but it is a singular fruit. A savory fruit. A fruit that has ambitions far beyond the ambitions of other fruits.” E. Lockhart

“Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.” Miles Kington

“It's difficult to think anything but pleasant thoughts while eating a homegrown tomato.” Lewis Grizzard

Tuesday April 7h is

National Beer Day

“Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.” Benjamin Franklin

“I am a firm believer in the people. If given the truth, they can be depended upon to meet any national crisis. The great point is to bring them the real facts, and beer.” Abraham Lincoln

“Beer's intellectual. What a shame so many idiots drink it.” Ray Bradbury

Wednesday April 8th is

International Feng Shui Day

“You don't have to believe in Feng Shui for it to work. I just know it brings me money.” Donald Trump

“I once drew a picture of Jack Nicholson in The Shining. But I put it away after a Feng Shui expert told me about the bad vibes” David James

“My view on Feng Shui: don’t put your bed in front of the door because you won’t get in.” Jonas Eriksson

Thursday April 9th is

National Gin and Tonic Day

“The gin and tonic has saved more Englishmen’s lives, and minds, than all the doctors in the Empire.” Winston Churchill

“Of all the gin joints, in all the world she walks into mine.” Humphrey Bogart as Rick Blaine in Casablanca

“I don't know what reception I'm at, but for God's sake give me a gin and tonic.” Dennis Thatcher, husband of Margaret Thatcher

Friday April 10th is

Global Work from Home Day (Very Appropriate!)

“All happiness depends on courage and work.” Honore de Balzac

“Without ambition one starts nothing. Without work one finishes nothing. The prize will not be sent to you. You have to win it.” Ralph Waldo Emerson

“In the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.” Leo Tolstoy

Saturday April 11th is

National Pet Day

“Sometimes losing a pet is more painful than losing a human because in the case of the pet, you were not pretending to love it.” Amy Sedaris

“Pets are humanizing. They remind us we have an obligation and responsibility to preserve and nurture and care for all life.” James Cromwell

“Such short little lives our pets have to spend with us, and they spend most of it waiting for us to come home each day. It is amazing how much love and laughter they bring into our lives and even how much closer we become with each other because of them.” John Grogan

More to come next week!

#books #movies #book recommendations #crafts #masks #diy mask #pom pom #classics #librarians #lovemylibrary

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Marina Willow Profile

I had to use this once I saw @hogwartsmysterystory AMAZING template!

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IDENTITY

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Name: Marina Madeline Willow

Gender: Female

Age: 15 (In most of my works)

Birth Date: 2/2/1973

Species: Human

Blood Status: Half-Blood (Father is a pure-blood, the mother is a Half-blood)

Sexuality: Bisexual

Alignment: Chaotic neutral

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Nationality: British

Residence: Willow Manor

Myer Briggs Personality Type: ENTP

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THE MAGE

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1st Wand: Acacia wand, 12 inches, unicorn hair core

Acacia wood:

A very unusual wand wood, which is found creates tricky wands that often refuse to produce magic for any but their owner, and also withhold their best effects from all but those most gifted. This sensitivity renders them difficult to place, and Ollivanders keeps only a small stock for those witches or wizards of sufficient subtlety, for acacia is not suited to what is commonly known as ‘bangs-and-smells’ magic. When well-matched, an acacia wand matches any for power, though it is often underrated due to the peculiarity of its temperament.

Unicorn hair core:

Unicorn hair generally produces the most consistent magic, and is least subject to fluctuations and blockages. Wands with unicorn cores are generally the most difficult to turn to the Dark Arts. They are the most faithful of all wands, and usually remain strongly attached to their first owner, irrespective of whether he or she was an accomplished witch or wizard.

Minor disadvantages of unicorn hair are that they do not make the most powerful wands (although the wand wood may compensate) and that they are prone to melancholy if seriously mishandled, meaning that the hair may ‘die’ and need replacing.

2nd Wand: 11-and-a-quarte inches, ebony wood, Hippogriff and Fwooper feather

Ebony wood:

This jet-black wand wood has an impressive appearance and reputation, being highly suited to all manner of combative magic, and to Transfiguration. Ebony is happiest in the hand of those with the courage to be themselves. Frequently non-conformist, highly individual or comfortable with the status of outsider, ebony wand owners have been found both among the ranks of the Order of the Phoenix and among the Death Eaters. In my experience the ebony wand’s perfect match is one who will hold fast to his or her beliefs, no matter what the external pressure, and will not be swayed lightly from their purpose.

Fwooper feather:

Fwooper feather wands are said to be a mark of ill omen for the wizards they bond to, as, like the birds they come from, they are rumored to slowly drive their wielder mad. Despite their poor reputation, they do well with Charms and Care of Magical Creatures. However, they have a near-inability to cast Quietus. They are commonly combined with another feather core, such as the phoenix for health or the hippogriff for stability.

Hippogriff feather:

Hippogriffs are noble animals with a reputation for not taking a slight. These wands require constant respect, and if the wielder does not give it, they can watch its formerly stable and versatile magic backfire on it. It is not the strongest core, but it is one of the most adaptable. These wands are most common amongst Gryffindors, but they are rare overall.

Animagus: Jaguar

Misc Magical Abilities: Legilimens

Boggart Form: A younger version of herself and her brother, clinging to each other in fear while a threathening shadow is towering above them.

Boggart meaning: A simple moment that makes her remember all the times Marina and her brother spent together, unable to trust anything in their own home, their own parents included.

Riddikulus Form: The shadow turns out to be their mother, who casts spells that create butterflies and other pretty things, leaving the siblings in awe.

Amortentia, what she smells like: Sea salt and lavender.

Amortentia, what she smells: Butterbeer, a smoldering fire and cinnamon.

Patronus: Jaguar

Patronus Memory: Besting the ice vault with her friends, being one step closer to her reunion with her brother.

Mirror of Erised: Her brother and her playing at the cliff sides near the manor, while their mother watches over them with a smile.

Specialized/Favourite Spells: Musicis Ludere (A spell that allows instruments to play whatever song the caster was thinking of without a musician) is her favourite spell in general. Her favourite combat spell is Bombarda.

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APPEARANCE

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Faceclaim: None.

Game Appearance:

Voice claim: Morgan Berry

Height: 173 cm

Weight: 58 kg

Eye Colour: Greyish green

Hair Colour: Brown, dyed purple passed her shoulders.

Skin Tone: Pale

Scarring: Scar on her left cheek from the fight with the ice knight in her fifth year and a burn mark on her back from the dragon in the portrait vault.

Inventory: Pet food, lots of empty notebooks, stuffed kneazel, at least 1 sweater, a walkman, a beanie and reading books.

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ALLEGIANCES

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Hogwarts House: Slytherin

Ilvermorny House: She would have been a Pukwudgie

Affiliations/Organizations: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Order of the Phoenix.

Professions: Cursebreaker at Gringotts, helper at the Willow home-away-from-home, her brother’s business.

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HOGWARTS INFORMATION

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Class Proficiencies:

Astronomy: Outstanding

Charms: Exceeds Expectations

DADA: Outstanding

Flying: Exceeds Expectations

Herbology: Dreadful

History of Magic: Acceptable

Potions: Exceeds Expectations

Transfiguration: Exceeds Expectations

Electives:

Care of Magical creatures: Acceptable

Divination: Exceeds Expectations

Extra-Curricular: Slytherin beater and prefect.

Favourite Professors: Professor Kettleburn. She adores his passion for his subject and can see herself in his recklessness when it comes to dealing with said passions. He might be a tad crazy but she enjoys talking to him and can often get away with misbehaving in his class.

Least Favourite Professors: Professor Snape. Marina enjoys challenging authority figures and has a strong sense of personal justice that sometimes goes against Hogwarts rules which rubs Snape the wrong way. She has gained some respect for him when she learned he distrusts Rakepick as well. To quote her exact words, "Well, turns out Snape is less of Dumbledore's bootlicker than we thought."

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RELATIONSHIPS

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Brother: Acacius "Jacob" Willow.

Marina and Acacius have a very loving and protective relationship. Being born with a neglectant mother and an abusive father, the two learned to rely on each other at a very young age. When Acacius started studying at Hogwarts, he made sure to teach Marina everything he learned during the holidays and the summer.

Much like his younger sister, Acacius is not one to look away from injustice, having to watch his family suffer from his own father’s cruelty for so long. Thanks to the support of Duncan Ashe and Olivia Green, he learned how to stand up to his father and how to quietly rebel against other sorts of authority figures, something he passed onto Marina.

Acacius tends to say ‘fuck it,’ when someone talks shit about his family or muggleborns and just fight them the muggle way. He finds it a good way to get his aggression out but it got him into loads of trouble and a reputation as a delinquent at Hogwarts. It was one of the few things he didn’t pass onto his baby sister.

Father: Emeric Lorenzo Willow

Emeric is a faithful follower of Voldemort, his ambition of furthering his family legacy based on power instead of blood purity being the only thing more powerful.

He married Marina’s mother merely for the natural born skill of legilemncy that ran trough her family, hoping it would pass onto their childeren. As far as most of the wizarding world knows, this marriage nor the childeren it produced exists. Emeric has another family elsewhere to keep up his reputation as a powerful and clean man.

He controlled his hidden family with fear and his connections, making a show of torturing aurors during Voldemort’s reign and forcing his childeren to watch.

The abuse was never physhical but mental torture, as a punishment for Acaius and Marina for not having legillmens abilities as far as he knows.

Mother: Abigail Kowalski-Willow.

Abigail is a witch who was born and raised in America and transferred to Hogwarts after an experiment gone wrong and got her expelled from Ilvermorny.

A naïve yet determinded soul who enjoyed using her legilemens abilities whenever possible, but her ambitions got her into huge financial debt after graduating from Hogwarts.

Enamored with Emeric’s affections and interested in his wealth, she agreed to marry him after a few months of flirting.

When Acacius hid his talent from Emeric, the wizard took his frustrations out on Abigail, torturing her with the cruciatus curse. By the time Marina was born, their mother had passed the brink of insanity. Neither of the kids truly got to know their mother and never learned they got their curiosity and determination from her.

Other Siblings: To be Revealed :3

Love Interest:

Canon love interest: Jae Kim

The two of them had met during detention and connected by making fun of professor Snape. When the two gradually started hanging out more often they bonded further about their authority defying traits and humor.

The two had been flirting quite often, sometimes even kissing one another on the cheek or forehead, or cuddling in one of their common rooms, but they both played it off on them just joking around,afraid of rejection from the other.

It wasn’t until the Circle of Khanna was estabalished when Jae decided to act on his feelings, but Marina was sadly emotionally unavailable. However, once she worked trough her grief and finished the quest for the vaults, they began a relationship in their seventh year.

Friends with Benefits: Marina and Merula had an agreement that lasted from their sixth year until the first half of their seventh year. Eventually Merula broke things off cause she knew the relationship wouldn’t go anywhere and they parted ways. Marina rediscovered her feelings for Jae Kim a few months later.

MC love interests:

Molly darling ( @mollydarling-hphm ) :

Marina is ride or die for her girl, simple as that. You have a problem with Molly? Marina would like to know your location. They’re the equivelent of “Don’t mess with my badger or you’ll never see the light of day again.”

Best Friends: Rowan Khanna and Ben Copper.

Rival: Merula Snyde and Acacius Willow

-She never truly saw Merula as a rival, more as if they were two sides of the same coin

-Jacob made himself her rival the moment he refused to work together on finding the vaults

Enemy: Rakepick and R

Dormmates: Rowan Khanna, Merula Snyde, Liz Tuttle and Night Rhea ( @nightrhea-hphm )

Pets: Fritzgerald (Her kneazle) and Tiberius (her owl)

Closest Canon Friends: Merula, Rowan and Ben.

Closest MC Friends: Stephanie Alexeev, ( @hanihonii ) Helene Adler ( @heleneplays , Alice Beaumont ( @mizutoyama ), Luna Silvermore ( @lunasilvermore ), Kyril Vasiley ( @kyril-hphm ), Samantha O’Connell ( @samshogwarts ) Feen McKenzie ( @sam-winchester-is-my-bitch )

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BACKGROUND/HISTORY

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Born to Emeric and Abigail Willow, the younger sister of Acacius "Jacob."

A sadistic, death eater for a father and a mentally unstable legilimens for a mother. The first part of her life Marina always kept to Acacius and her mother, scared to leave the house and unable to befriend the kids of her father's associates. The few happy moments she had in her early childhood was whenever her father was working or at a meeting and her mother enchanted the music instruments to play her favourite lullaby as she and Acacius danced and chased each other around the ballroom.

The order of the Phoenix managed to capture Emeric Willow before Voldemort’s defeat at the Potter house. By then Acacius had already dissapeared, leaving Marina alone in an empty household. The few house elves that worked there took care of her as Abigail was taken into St. Mungo’s.

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PERSONALITY

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Positive traits: Curious, Determined, Ambitious, quick thinker, understanding and protective.

Negative traits: Cynical, distrusting, rebellious, impulsive, sarcastic, wants to do everything by herself.

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MISC

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-Marina was against going after the cursed vault at first but had a change of heart in her second year when she found a secret attic in the manor filled with Acacius’s stuff.

-She's so busy she often forgets to eat.

-She’s affectionate

#hogwarts mystery mc #hogwarts mystery #harry potter hogwarts game #hogwarts mc #marina willow #character sheet #character template

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caffeinatedfantasy · 5 years ago

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The Seal Pt 8: The Labyrinth

{ Chris: [bio] Pt [0.5] [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7]/ ?? [Set 7-1] [ AO3 Link ] { parts of this might seem rushed. it didn’t want to rewrite what we see in game too much, but there were just sort of... little moments here and there. }

Watching Lucifer be in such a hurry this morning to get everyone out of bed and ready and packed for the retreat was quite a sight. I don't think I'd seen a grown man [demon] act like such a mother hen of six other adults than in that morning. He'd woken me that morning, stern faced and insisting I get ready. He’d already looked annoyed, but seemed relieved to find that Mammon had been in my room and not wandering out... Somewhere.

He'd nearly thrown a fit when I told him I hadn't even packed yet. And that I still needed to shower. ["If you don't get that done right now, I'll come back in here and do it for you." He'd scolded me. Which. Wasn't his best choice of words, as I'd countered with a "I hope you know, the idea of you helping me shower actually discourages me from getting things done quickly." Which he'd scowled at my lazy smirk. But there might have been a hint of a blush on his face at those words and I hadn't tested it, ducking straight to the shower instead.]

He'd been surprised [but pleased] when it hadn't taken me long. Only my outfit for the formal dance had really taken me any time to figure out how to pack because of the delicate fabric. [I didn't have many clothes to pick from, or things I might've brought anyway.] Asmodeus seemed utterly shocked by my one small bag by the time I arrived downstairs. "You're barely bringing anything!" He sounded almost outraged on my behalf. "What can I say? I'm easy." I paused at my words, watching the smile crawl across his face and knew what he was going to say before the words came out. So I had to continue before he could make the innuendo. "I'm glad you didn't decide to try to stick me with one of your bags in an attempt to bring more." His face fell with that realization that he probably could have. With my one tiny bag, no one would've blinked at me bringing a bag [his] and he could've brought even more to make sure he looked gorgeous! Lucifer didn't let him go pack another bag just so that I could take it with me for him because we were soon on our way. [I'd heard both Satan and Mammon say my name while I'd been drowsily teasing Asmo, and just sent a smile back at them. They were probably talking shit, judging from Mammon's sudden flush, but I didn't mind.] I smiled politely at Diavolo and Barbatos when we arrived, giving a small bow to the demon lord that I hoped came out as polite. But I was too tired. I wondered if I could get some coffee soon? I'd have to ask. Before I could, though, Barbatos announced that the others would be here and I barely paid attention to the exchanges. Up until Luke ran over and hugged me. I had not been expecting it in the slightest and I stood there blinking for a moment before returning the hug with a small laugh. Unlike all the demons, he did so without any shame or hesitation. His straightforwardness was refreshing. Even as he gushed about how glad he was I was alright and apologized once again. [Making me realize I hadn't actually seen him since the incident. Something I felt a little guilty about, if I were being honest, but the demons had monopolized so much of my time.] I gently ruffled his hair as he called me an angel, chuckling. "'Fraid I'd be a rather bad one. I'm a little scared of heights." I teased him. It was... Mostly true. But funny more than anything else. He made a face about that though, probably taking me too seriously. But I wasn't going to correct him. Especially since everyone was already talking and having moved on. [And I wasn't going to get into the real reasons why being called an angel. By an angel. Felt so incredibly... Surreal.] Barbatos was giving a summary of what the weekend was going to be, and this I knew I had to pay some attention to, at least. [I liked Mammon's idea of a pillow fight, giving him a grin when he mentioned it, even if no one else acknowledged the idea.] The scavenger hunt and the formal dance sounded fun. [I didn't let any of them know how excited I was about a formal dance. I'd never been to one. Even in High School. So going to a real one. I was hiding my smile at the idea still.] But I did lean over when the scavenger hunt was mentioned, giving Mammon a wink and whispering to him. "I'm pretty good at those." Though the announcement of me making dinner had me panicking a bit. Because no one had told me about it. [I was not surprised that Mammon had been in charge of telling me.] "Clearly this is the moment all my housewife training was preparing me for." I muttered wryly. Not that I'd finished them. Or that any of them would get the joke. Lucifer was raising an eyebrow at me, but didn't say anything. Mammon did, though. "Your... What?" He was making a face. "Had a bit of a traditional upbringing. Lessons from church included a lot of preparing to be a housewife nonsense." I shrugged. Not something people guessed from looking at me. "Now my lessons about preparing a last minute dinner party for fifteen people because your dumbass husband decided to invite over the Bishop and his family last minute are actually useful. Just replacing dumbass husband with dumbass demon, but still works." "Hu-husband?" He was blushing. It was cute how he was getting flustered by it. [I really needed to tamp that down, didn't I? I was starting to like making him blush for the sake of it way too fucking much.] "I can help, if you need." Solomon volunteered. I smiled at him, nodding a little bit and ignoring how Levi was teasing Mammon about me basically calling him a dumbass. I wasn't sure if I'd need to take him up on that offer. I'd have to figure out something and let Barbatos know. Did demons have allergies to human food? Would I need to worry about that? I was only partially paying attention the room assignments came. I had to stifle a laugh at Lucifer getting assigned to a room with Diavolo [and how excited Diavolo seemed about it, with Lucifer seeming bothered about it. Sometimes he was a little too excited about silly things. It was charming.] And I got assigned with Simeon and Asmodeus. Which was. Jesus. If this was an anime, I'd be guaranteed to have a nosebleed tonight with sharing a room with those two. They're both way too gorgeous. [Mammon's complaints about being in a room with Solomon and Satan had me chuckling, and made it perfect moment for me to break out some of my self-deprecating humour.] "I don't think I'm pretty enough to be sharing a room with those two." The joke was more of an aside to Luke and Beelzebub, the two closest to me. But I quickly realized that they hadn't caught that it was a joke. Because Luke immediately began to protest, complimenting me, and glancing up at Beel for help only meant I was meant with him nodding along to Luke's words. And Beel's firm compliment of that clearly being where I should be if that was the requirement had me flustered. Which. Note to self, do not make self-deprecating jokes in front of them. I had definitely not been fishing for compliments. These two were far too nice. It bothered me a little. I was getting too used to Mammon and Levi’s tendency to play into these jokes and Asmo’s tendency to make it about himself. I waved at both of them, trying to get them to stop. "Sh-shut up. I was joking! Stop... Stop saying that shit." I was glad to hurry after everyone to our rooms. I didn't mind letting the boys choose their beds first. [I was a bit surprised by ending up in the middle, but not surprised by Asmo taking some of my space for his things. I also didn't bother correcting him.] Simeon's comments about Asmo took me by surprise a bit, though. He seemed so polite, but his observation... The shade there had me staring at him. Perhaps I shouldn't be so surprised that the angel wasn't as friendly as I'd assumed.

Angels were rarely nice in the Bible, after all. I hated that I'd been dragged into it, too. And that Asmo hadn't been satisfied with my non-committal "I don't know". I could've made a joke about my glasses being indicators of my bad eyesight. Except him implying I was stupid bothered me.

"Maybe I'm just a little more particular in the definition of 'love' than you are, Asmo. Being loved and being beautiful are different things." I told him flatly. He was pouting at me, annoyed. I shrugged. He wasn't gonna get more of an explanation than that if he was going to be bratty about it. Luckily Satan saved me from having to as he came to get us. [I took note of Simeon's gently amused look, as well. But didn't comment on it. He was proving to be different than I imagined and I wasn't sure what to make of it.] I did remind Asmo that he was indeed very pretty as we left the room, though. It turned his pouting more playful, at least. Though I came to regretting being nice to him later on. The tour was fine. Until Asmodeus's ex dragged us into a fucking portrait. It was just Solomon and I when I woke up. And I really hoped I hadn't hit my head. I blinked at him as he called my name, not responding for a moment because dear lord he was holding me in his arms and petting my hair out of my face. And I leaned into his hand for a moment before I realized what I was doing [and he chuckled at me, leaning down to say my name again] and that was when I pulled away, cheeks burning.

And desperately trying to ignore what I had done. Grateful that he was more concerned with our safety than questioning [or even commenting on] my actions. I must have still been blushing by the time he summoned Asmodeus, because as we began to walk, the Avatar of Lust wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me close. "Now tell me, what were you two doing before I arrived that left you looking so deliciously ruffled?" "I fell, Asmo. And Solomon woke me up, that's all." I narrowed my eyes at him and saw Solomon glance back at us from the corner of my eye. Unlike another white haired asshole I knew, he didn't get uppity about the demon's closeness. And the demon was giving me such a suggestive look that I only started getting flustered, especially knowing what he had told Solomon. "No, he didn't wake me up with his dick, stop giving me that look!" And he dropped it there, clearly disappointed, letting me slip away to stand on the other side of Solomon, until he started complaining and he went on, trying to make about desire, asking me who I wanted.

And as he spoke, he backed me against the wall, his fingers running down my arm, his voice husky with... With his own desire, I realized, as he pressed up against me. And he was really asking me who I wanted while he was doing that. Hand latching onto my hip and pressing mine against his and-- "...Hey!" Solomon noticed. And he looked more exasperated than anything else. Asmo looked very annoyed though as he spoke. "Quiet, Solomon. We're having a moment here." His voice was firm. Commanding in a way that sent a shiver through me. "Are you sure now's the time for that?" Solomon asked. But Asmo had noticed my shiver, it seemed, because his gaze had focused on me and his face was closer as he spoke. "Yes, things are just starting to get good..." And I was breathing faster as I realized-- He was going to kiss me. I was intensely aware of every warm inch of his body pressed against mine and his lips. His incredibly soft looking lips, were moving closer and my eyelids started to flutter down on their own. But he didn't kiss me. Solomon had said something else, and it had stopped him. And then there was screaming. And gods it was my chance to slip out of the demon's grasp as he turned his attention to the source of the noise. Which turned out to be my three demon boys and... A gorgeous giant snake. That wanted to eat us. But still gorgeous. I don't remember who had pulled me along as we ran, twisting and turning through the corridors of the labyrinth. Then having Asmo charm the snake was... Fascinating to watch. It made me really wish I could do magic. And I couldn't help but stare at the large snake as he led us out, reaching out to touch his smooth scales. I barely paid attention to the others. Now that we weren't running from him, I just couldn't get over how beautiful Henry was. But we made it out. And through dinner. And to bed relatively early. Well, Asmo went to bed. [After Mammon busted in and got himself caught.] Simeon sat there on his bed reading, mostly ignoring me as I doodled. I was the last one awake. Because it was another night in yet another unfamiliar bed and that meant I couldn't sleep well. It made me wish that Asmo had traded rooms with Mammon. He was becoming familiar enough I'd have felt comfortable with him around. [I don't know, but I don't think he'd mind if I ended up crawling into his bed to cuddle?] Laying there staring at the ceiling it made me wonder. Instead he was getting some lecture from Lucifer.

#the seal obey me fic #obey me #obey me mc #obey me mc chris #obey me lucifer #obey me asmodeus #obey me solomon #obey me fic

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kenkamishiro · 6 years ago

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Ishida’s Q&A comments from YJ compilation, Part 8

Once again Ishida continuing to give answers that don’t actually answer the questions at all lol.

For anyone who doesn’t know about the relevant Questions to Ishida contest, please read here. You can start from Part 1 here.

The recent set of zakki:re and interview translations take a lot of time and effort, so if you enjoyed it please reblog or leave a like. Thank you!

2016

No. 1

Still 1 month left of this year! What’s something you still have left to do for 2015?

The storyboard.

Good luck.

No. 2

Sensei, please share with us a piece of news that was important to you in 2015!

I forget.

I wasn’t feeling so great in 2015.

No. 3

December 17 is Airplane Day! Now then, please share with us a memory you have that is related to airplanes!

I like the window seats.

Probably that time on the plane to head to the New Years party, when the staff was forced to stop because of me...

[T/N: Referring to his New Year’s party escapades in the volume 6 omake.]

No. 4-5

December 24 is Christmas Eve! Now then, please share with us a present that you want now as an adult!

I don’t need one since I’m an adult.

Even adults want presents too, you know!

No. 6-7

When you think of New Year’s Day...you think of New Year’s money!! Please share with us one way you spent the money you received from New Year’s when you were a child!

On games.

I was jealous of other people’s families since I didn’t have a lot of relatives.

No. 8

Sensei, please tell us your philosophy when it comes to food!

I think of meals as work.

I consider meals as work when I’m eating alone. When I go with people I eat whatever I like.

No. 9

January 28 is the birthday of the late Komatsu Sakyou! Now then, please share with us one of your favourite sci-fi works!

Gantz.

It’s not Star Wars...

No. 10

Please share with us one aspect or behaviour of the opposite sex that you unconsciously care about!

Their face.

How they use social media.

No. 11

Please share with us a Twitter account that you’re most interested in now!

Inagawa Junji-san’s for his ghost story tweets.

I find that accounts of artists are helpful for studying.

No. 12

Please share with us one of your favourite genres/videos that you end up watching on video streaming sites.

I got Netflix so I could watch Terrace House.

I still use it.

No. 13

If you were to ever film a Taiga drama who would you pick as the main character?

Siebold.

But why?

[T/N: A Taiga drama is a type of long-running TV drama period piece, often produced by NHK.]

No. 14

Graduation season is in full bloom! Now then, please share with us one of your favourite graduation songs!

“Lion” by Amano Tsuki.

Uh-huh, yup.

[T/N: "Lion” was one of the songs included in Ishida’s Spotify playlist.]

No. 15

Sensei, if you could decide the design of the 10,000 yen bill, who would it be a portrait of?

A cat.

A cat...?

No. 16

Today is Weekly Manga Day! Please tell us your number one favourite manga that is released weekly!!

I’m curious about what Ooima Yoshitoki-san will draw for her next manga.

Just how much do you care?

No. 17

Sensei, please share with us one thing that makes you go, “Man, I wanna go see this,” now?

Commentary on demonstration boards for shogi.

I went to one! Man, was it interesting.

No. 18

The final day of March is...Orchestra Day! Now then Sensei, please share with us a memory you have that’s related to musical instruments!

I bought a piano recently, and I’ve been playing it almost every day.

And I still play it.

No. 19

Entrance ceremony season has arrived! Now then, please tell us about a schoolteacher who’s left the biggest impression on you!

Some student hacked the school server and the teacher intercepted the culprit.

That’s the kind of school I attended.

No. 20

New dramas are starting one after another! Now then, please share with us a series that’s left the biggest impression on you among all the dramas that you’ve seen recently!

Right now I’m currently watching Mad Men.

I watched all of Mad Men. I can’t believe what happened at the end of “Meditations”...

[T/N: Not entirely sure what Ishida meant by that last line, but I think “Meditations” refers to the last episode of the second season, titled “Meditations in an Emergency”.]

No. 21

Sensei, please share with us one game that’s popular in your circle!

The staff and I often play Mafia a lot together.

Recently we’ve been playing table RPGs.

No. 22-23

Today is the day in which the elephant was first introduced to Japan! Now then, please share with us a person/thing/culture from overseas that you would like to come to Japan!

David Downton-san.

I don’t think that.

No. 24

It’s that time of year where it’s getting warmer even at night! Now then, please share with us something about hanging out at night that you still remember!

That time I went drinking at a bar in the outskirts of Tokyo with Takahashi Kunimitsu-kun.

I don’t want to go there again.

[T/N: Referring to that time in April 2016 where Ishida and Takahashi were at a bar and a middle-aged woman started hitting on Takahashi for 3 hours lol.]

No. 25

May 19 is Boxing Day! Now then Sensei, please share with us what you thought was the best match ever!

I like the match with David Haye.

Clearly it’s Darth Maul vs. Obi-Wan.

No. 26

Please share with us a story about a debacle that you or someone else caused at a drinking party!

The first time I met Nakayama Atsushi-sensei, I made so much of a fool of myself.

I was so piss-drunk that I fell asleep in the bathroom I think.

No. 27

When you think of June you think of June Bride! Now then Sensei, please share with us a story that you remember that has to do with weddings!

I drew the welcome board for my friend’s wedding.

That time I left early since I didn’t want to be late for my senpai’s wedding, but the flight ended up being delayed by over an hour...

No. 28

Sensei, please share with us one of your favourite literary works for children!

Ringing Bell by Yanase Takashi.

Stormy Night.

[T/N: Ringing Bell (Chirin no Suzu) was referenced in :re by Kaneki during Arima’s death scene. You can read about it here. Stormy Night also seems to have influenced :re.]

No. 29

June 16 is Wagashi Day! Now then Sensei, please share with us a confectionary that you like!

It’s not available in Fukuoka, but sweet mochi cake.

I want some now.

[T/N: Wagashi is traditional Japanese confectionaries.]

No. 30

June 23 is Olympics Day! Now then Sensei, please share with us a competition from the Olympics that you still remember to this day!

Uchimura Kouhei’s horizontal bar performance at the London Olympics.

I don’t really watch TV much, so questions like these are tough for me to answer.

No. 31

Please share with us your slogan for the latter half of 2016!

I won’t be late. I wasn’t able to keep that promise for the first half of the year.

Good luck with that.

No. 32

Sensei, please secretly tell us about one shop that you think is the King of Restaurants!

The Chinese restaurant by my previous workplace.

The stir-fried oyster with lettuce was perfection.

No. 33

Summer has arrived! Now then Sensei, what do you think of as “summer food”?

The spicy Mexican crispy noodle salad from Family Mart.

Ah that, that was so good. But I don’t see them sold anywhere now...

No. 34

If you could see exactly one historical event or incident live in person, what would you want to see?

I want to see Tezuka Osamu-sensei’s workplace.

The Perry Expedition.

[T/N: Tezuka is the “father of manga”, having drawn iconic manga like Astro Boy, Black Jack, and the currently airing anime Dororo.]

No. 35

When you think of summer, you think of the ocean! If you could raise just one sea creature as a pet what would you choose?

An octopus.

So I can eat it.

No. 36

Sensei, please share with us the most nerve-wracking moment you’ve ever experienced in your life!

That time when I had to address a speech to over a hundred people for the launch of the anime.

Finishing the manuscript before the deadline of the final chapter.

No. 37-38

Sensei, please share with us a word or phrase that’s been stuck in your head recently!

“Pandas exploding in the wild.”

It’s from group_inou.

No. 39

Sensei, please share with us a small luxury that you use in your everyday life!

On days I stay up all night I buy carbonated drinks.

Feels kinda pathetic huh.

No. 40

The disbanding of idol groups nationwide is hot news, but please tell us about an experience that you’re still reluctant to part ways with.

A little while ago, I bought a copy of Jump every week for several months.

It was so I could read Hunter x Hunter.

[T/N: Question is most likely talking about the disbanding of the top male idol group SMAP which was announced around this time of the year.]

No. 41

Sensei, what item makes you think, “whoever invented this is a genius”?

The PC.

Amazon.

No. 42

What was the most interesting reception you’ve received up until now that has made you the happiest?

I got a shikishi from the staff to commemorate 100 chapters of being serialized. Though no one from that time is left anymore...

I also got a shikishi from the current staff. I was happy.

No. 43

Sensei, please share with us a moment that’s made you feel the generation gap the most!

Encountering people who were born in the 2000′s.

Sha-Mail.

No. 44

It’s Reader Autumn! Please tell us what you consider as your bible!

Recently it’s “Speak Aloud and Rhyme”.

Now it’s “Drawing the Morphological Human Body with Boxes and Cylinders”.

No. 45

Sensei, please tell us about a manga/anime/novel that you’d like to see as a movie!

I’m looking forward to “Satoshi: A Move for Tomorrow” being released this fall.

I missed the chance to watch it.

No. 46

Sensei, what were you most enthusiastic about playing with when you were in school?

Smash Bros.

Games that are updated periodically.

No. 47

Sensei, please tell us about something that you’ve used for many years and have been unable to throw away!!

I throw things away when I need to.

My Cintiq 22HD (DTK-2000/K1) LCD tablet. The size and responsiveness of it matches it better than the latest model.

No. 48

Sensei, when was the moment you felt you became independent?

If I’m living.

What? Probably when I got my pay cheque.

No. 49

November 2 is Family Culture Day! Sensei, please tell us about a rule that’s only found in your household!

Playing no more than 1 hour of games a day.

That’s proper.

No. 50

Sensei, please share with us any furniture/interior work that you want to replace right now!

The bookshelf.

Same.

No. 51

Sensei, please share with us the first CD you’ve ever bought!

Morishita Reika’s “Your Wind is Blowing” (most likely).

Most likely, yeah.

No. 52

This year has had various movies become blockbuster hits, but in your opinion what work do you consider as a hit?

It’s actually a drama, but Game of Thrones.

I recommend it.

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#Tokyo Ghoul #zakki:re #Ishida Sui #Ishida Q&A #Translations #my translations #these series of questions were especially enjoyable #also lol the last one #the timing for it couldn't be worse huh

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crazynekochan · 6 years ago

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(Omegaverse) So What Will the couples (Tenmiko, Soudam, Saimoto, Komahina, Toukomaru, Naegami, Kiibouma, Sonkiri) child Personality, Looks, Name, and Dynamic be?

I’ve been thinking about this for about 2 ½ hours now and since this is so hard to answer like this, I decided to answer this ask by talking about my LoveChildren OCs that I designed for my An Idiot in Love AU, instead of making new characters from scratch which would be quite a lot of work and take even more time

I know that this is probably not what you meant, but I take very long with planing characters since I always go a lot into detail with them ^^” And frankly I’m too lazy to make another bunch of Lovechildren for the same characters

Tenmiko: I didn’t finish the design for their child yet. Only thing I can say for now is that their child is tiny as Himiko. I’m very torn between making the child a cute omega girl or an alpha boy, or maybe even bothHowever what is decided on is that their child will be the Ultimate Circus Performer

Soudam: These are the only two where I have their portraits actually drawn, so if you want to see them, feel free to ask

They have twins, a beta girl named Noriko Tanaka [儀(nori) “ceremony,rites”, 子(ko)“child”] and a omega boy called Noriyuki Tanaka [儀(nori)“ceremony, rites”, 由(yu)“reason, cause”, 貴(ki)“valuable”]. The girl is the Ultimate Motorcyclist and the boy the Ultimate Spiritual Medium

Noriko has Gundham’s grey eyes and Kazuichi’s natural black hair and also his skin tone. She also wears glasses. Her hair is kept short and goes a bit over her one eye. It’s also as smooth as Gundham’s hairNoriyuki has the opposite colour pallet, which Kazuichi catlike brown eyes, and Gundham’s hair and skin tone. He also has Kaz’s wild hair, which he later on has as a sidecut with longer bangs. He also has slightly sharper teeth (again pictures are available for them if you want)

Noriko is a quiet person, however she is highly adventures and has no problems with breaking rules sometimes. She looks like a sweet angel and the “good” twin, but she tends to get into trouble a lot. But she’s very loyal and loves her friends. A bit more of an introvert. She also owns a pet birdNoriyuki is very cheerful and positive of a person. However he is very clumsy and a bit too carefree. He often hurts himself by doing something that just screams dangerous, but then continues like nothing happened. He is surprisingly outgoing and tends to make a lot of friends. He also has a pet turtle, however he originally wanted a pet crocodile but Kaz intervened in the last moment before Gundham could actually get one. But he loves his turtle and calls it his assistantThe twins are also very close and are inseparable. Noriko will also protect her baby brother with her life, even if he is only a few minutes younger

I could go way more into detail for these two, since they are the first ones I made, but I will stop at this point to not make the post too long

Saimota: For them I didn’t start an OC yet at all, because when I began the planing of my OCs I hadn’t decided yet with whom I would pair Shuichi in the fic. And at the moment I can’t think up a good character because as I mentioned I tend to go very much into detail with OCs ^^”The only thing I have until now is that they will probably be the Ultimate Spy

Komahina: They have a alpha son by the name Kazuki Komaeda [和(kazu)“harmony, peace”, 希(ki) “hope”]. He does however not have a talent

Kazuki has Hajime’s skin colour and also his eyes. However he has very light brown hair (I hc that Nagito originally had light brown hair, like the tips of his hair) which is slightly more fluffy

Kazuki is a very well-behaved and level-headed person. He is also quite studious and diligent, which he got from Hajime. Unlike his parents he doesn’t really care much for talents, making him a bit of an odd one out. He is also Noriyuki’s best friend

Naegami: I in fact gave them three children. The oldest is Hideyoshi Togami [秀(hide)“excellent, outstanding”, 吉(yoshi)“good luck”] and he is an alpha boy. The second oldest is a beta boy named Haruka Togami [春(haru)“spring”. 香(ka)“fragrance”]. The youngest is an omega girl named Mayu Togami [真(ma) “real,genuine”, 優(yu)“excellence, superiority, gentleness”]Only Hideyoshi has an SHSL title and is the new Ultimate Affluent Progeny. Haruka is only 15 and Mayu only 3, so they don’t have a title yet

Hideyoshi looks a lot like Makoto. He is quite small, has Makoto’s brown hair and also his skin colour. He does however have Byakuya’s blue eyes and wears glasses. He also dresses a lot in suits, but they are always messy looking with the shirt not tucked in or the jacket not fully buttoned upHaruka is the opposite colour pallet as his older brother and is also quite tall. He has Togami’s light skin and blond hair, but Makoto’s brown eyes. He also has slightly longer hair that goes to his shoulders, which he always ties up in a bun. He’s quite stylish with his clothingMayu comes a lot after Byakuya, with light skin, blond hair and blue eyes. However she has Makoto’s face

Hideyoshi is highly intelligent and overall skilled person. He is also very well behaved and very quiet of a person. However he is a huge scatterbrain. He is constantly working on something in his head and then fails the most basic things, like dressing himself properly or remembering that he has food on the stove. He is also good friends with Songiri’s childHaruka is very unlike his parents. He is a very charming person and a bit flirty in a harmless way (he likes making people feel good about themselves). He is also very interested in fashion. He helps his brother a lot and makes sure that he doesn’t kill himself by accident ^^”. (He is also still in planing)Mayu doesn’t have much of a character yet due to being a baby. She is just as cheerful as Makoto is and a very curious and well-behaved child. However she has no sense of danger at all

Kiibouma: Still in planning, but here are a few things that are decided on

They have a son, however no dynamic decided on yet. Same with his name. I’m also deciding if they should be a human conceived through a donor or if Ibadashi build them a robot child like Kiibo is. Or I might even do both and make more than one child.Talent wise I’m either using Ultimate Trickster or Ultimate Hacker

He has Kokichi’s dark purple hair and his skin colour. However no matter if human or not, he has light blue eyes in a similar colour to Kiibo (he was originally a robot, thus the similar colour). He also wears makeup on his eyes that look like two green lines going from his eyebrow to his cheek, like a jester. He also always wears white and a cape, slightly inspired by DICE

His personality is still in planing

Songiri: They have an alpha daughter named Hitomi Nevermind Kirigiri [史(hito)“history”, 美(mi)“beautiful”]. Due to being an alpha her talent is the Ultimate Prince, and not Princess

Hitomi looks like a mini version of Kyoko, thus comes fully after her with face, hair and eyes. She even has the same neutral expression and smirk (Sonia tends to squeal about the fact that her daughter and her wife look so alike) She usually has part of her hair in a ponytail tied with a bow, while the rest falls. The length is a bit past her shoulders

Hitomi is very well-behaved like expected from royalty and also highly intelligent. She is however very quiet and hardly talks and mainly listens to people. This and the fact that she tries to stay nice to everyone including people she doesn’t like, makes it hard to tell what she is thinking about people. While she decided on becoming the future ruler instead of becoming a detective, she often helps Kyoko with her cases by giving her input. Hideyoshi is her best friend

(I tried to keep the answer as short as I can and not ramble too much about my OCs. I have in fact a few more Lovechildren for LeoSaya, Ishimondo, Kuzupeko and for Chihiro with a nameless character, while more are planed. So if you are interested, feel free to ask)

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