#gosh probably the only character i would draw face for

[kaiserouo]

hey look a hunter i wonder who he is

edit: i can't put it in reblog so

this take so much space, kinda remembered why the last time i did timelapse was half a year ago

[strobichie]

just sae.

♡⸝⸝ summary: poor you decided to replay ddlc, but something seems wrong... why is monika sae?

little note: bachira is sayori, rin is natsuki, and isagi is yuri!!

your perspective:

i had recently gotten a new computer, there are so many things i still need to work with and customise to my liking.

so, to cure my boredom, i'm installing ddlc again and replaying it!

my favourite character is natsuki, i absolutely loved how adorable and relatable she just is. she reminded me of one of the kids i babysat.

after installing the win files i extracted them all and started the game up, as usual, i see the 4 dokis on the main screen on startup.

i entered my name of choice and started the game ---

wait, bachira??? FROM BLUE LOCK??

why was he sayori? not gonna lie, his sprites are really cute, but how..??

i re-checked the website i downloaded the game from but it displayed the 4 dokis there and there was nothing wrong..

huh, why am i being scared?

i should be grateful, honestly.

i've been blessed by the gods above!! for once i'm fucking lucky!

no way was i gonna pass up the opportunity to interact with my favourite anime characters especially since they somehow ended up in my favourite childhood game..!

i wonder who natsuki, yuri, and monika would be, though?

this is interesting! as i progress even more reading the dialogues and clicking on the chat box, after a few minutes of suffering i finally got to the literature club with bachira!

"seriously, a girl? way to be a killjoy." rin... RIN?!?!?!?!?!

OH MY GOD RIN IS SO HOT? HIS ATTRACTIVENESS SCALE WENT TO 100 TO 1000 SO QUICK!!

wait.. could that mean ---

ISAGI IS YURI!! YES!! MY FAVOURITES ALL IN ONE ROOM!!

i hope monika is kaiser or even better, anri..!!

gosh this got me feelin' so giddy and chipper in the early fucking morning..

i skipped a few of the dialogues, and abruptly stopped when a certain person came into view.

...sae? really?

what an eyesore. i hate sae, of all people, why sae?

sure he was similar to monika, but only in appearance. kaiser or anri could have been able to fulfill this role.

i sighed in annoyance, at least i have rin and the others...

i continuously skipped many dialogues and had finally gotten to the part where sayori, or in this situation bachira, hangs himself..

right, this was a horror game after all. did i really forget about the main plot?

i stared at the screen with an obvious frown. rin and isagi are next..

and the person behind all this was saeshit. ugh, seriously... well, good thing i can just delete his files at any given time.

progressing through the story even further, i got a special poem and cringed at the 'drawing'. it was bachira hanging in a humorous manner.

this was unfortunate.

i clicked on the chat box endlessly, wanting to speedrun to the moments of all my favourite characters deaths..

seeing rin crack his neck and isagi stab himself looking like a crazed maniac broke my heart. good things don't last.. this will probably be the last time i'll ever be able to play this version of the game.

then, here sae was, fuck was he smiling for?

"let me take a quick one of rin's cupcakes, these such are really good for a brother so shitty and nasty." i scoffed and gritted my teeth in anger, sae was clearly the asshole in their brother-ship.

i was met face-to-face with sae, i pursed my lips and stared at my computer screen.

"it's nice to talk to you even if it's by a dialogue box." is this even real?

"i know that you're thinking: is this legitimate? to answer your question, yes it is. i became self aware after everything in that god damn manga and anime called blue lock, i felt sick and tired of not being able to show up in the manga after a long period of time. somehow, i found a way to break the barrier between the fictional animanga world and reality as you call it." that was a mouthful. he was pretty talkative now. my burning hatred for sae cooled down a bit as he spoke more ---

"i found this 'cutesy romance horror' game and it had all the things i needed in order to cross over to the real world. this version of the game only exists on your desktop, {user}. is {user} even your name? are you even a girl?" he shot me a confused expression.

"honestly, i don't care anymore. even i started falling in love with you. i thought i wasn't capable of love, just like the original character monika, i fell in love with you." this sent a shiver down my spine, i sweat-dropped and continued reading his dialogues.

"you read that right, i love you. even if i'm not real, i love you. i won't ever let you leave me. i'll kill you even if you think of it." he coldly stated and i opened my file explorer, ready to delete his character file --- huh.. why couldn't i delete it?

"i'm disappointed, why would you wanna try to delete me? i love you, you should be grateful i love you." but i hated sae, i hate him!

"i've been practicing for a while, i think i can finally break the laws of physics and rules of nature between our worlds." uhm, does he even know what the fuck's he saying?

"i'll see you soon, goodbye {name}. i love you." HOW DID HE GET MY NAME? DID HE HACK INTO MY COMPUTER BECAUSE WHAT THE FUCK..?!?!?!

i was scared shitless, jesus christ, just what did he mean by all that? i force shut down my computer and rolled to my bed covering myself in my blankets. time to go back to sleep after that eventful experience.

short little fic, should i make a part two?

finally made a part 2!

[chaosduckies]

Rising Tides (Chapter 2)

A lot of you guys liked the first one, so I quickly wrote this one just to clear up the cliffhanger on the first part hah~ (Sorry not sorry) But, hope you guys enjoy because I really like these characters and plan on actually doing more drawings of them!

Word Count: 4.3k

CW: Mentions of death, Description of Death (Doesn’t actually happen), I think that’s it but if not you guys tell me!

2- Nico 

I didn’t know where I was going. The last thing I remember seeing were a pair of blue eyes and then nothing. Now, I was being taken somewhere in the fist of this giant freaking mer that’s taken me as a snack. How do I know? Oh well, what else feels soft and sort of squishy when you were just in a cave? A hand. So no here I was, in the midst of a panic attack while also trembling so much I was so sure that this mer kidnapping me could feel it. I mean, it wouldn’t be surprising. 

The water around me was moving, which was the only indication that I wasn’t going to die just yet. Were they saving me for later? There has to be some way out of this. I couldn’t stop the panicking thoughts in my mind. I didn’t want to die. At least not yet. I didn’t even know how long we’ve been moving. Hours? Days? Something like that. 

My tail fin was still torn, but I’d bet if I really tried I could swim. Just not as fast. Would it be enough to escape this mer? Probably not but it was worth a shot. I didn’t really get a good look at how bad the tears were in the dark cave, but I’m sure it’ll heal on it’s own in just a couple days. Hopefully. That’s if I can get out of here. 

I felt us stop moving, making me press my back into the flesh behind me and try to make myself seem smaller. Where were we? I couldn’t see anything but the purple scales that came from my own tail. 

“Haven’t seen you in a while-“ The voice stopped abruptly, “Want to explain?” 

“A shark was chasing a mer, I couldn’t be there in time before the shark got ahold of the little guy, and here we are now.” It sounded like a tired voice. It was louder too. I held my breath when the hand opened up, leaving me entirely out in the open. My eyes darted all over the place. There was a tiny little reef in an underwater ravine looking thing, along with some things that looked like another mer was living there. Just some feet in front of me was a mer just a little taller than a human, with a dark green tail, eyes, and dirty blonde hair that somewhat covered his eyes. Who was this? 

My eyes looked around, trying to find the face that connected to the mer that was still holding me (Oh my gosh please let me go I don’t feel so good right now-) But I’ve never seen a mer as big as he was. And that just made me all the more terrified. I was maybe the size of his fingernail, if I was lucky. 

Dark blue eyes were trained on me, instantly making me bite back the scream I wanted oh so badly to let out. I stuffed my tail closer to my side, tryin got hide that I was hurt, but I’m sure he already knows. But does he know how badly? Maybe I can somehow trick him? It was a long shot, but I’m pretty sure I could. 

The mer holding me looked away and turned towards the other mer that was studying me. I couldn’t help but catch the white tuff of hair in his brown hair. That was weird. Not the thing I should be worried about though. The green-tailed mer swam up to me, catching sight of my torn tail fin and sighed, shaking his head. 

“You’re not going to be able to swim for a long while, little mer.” He gestured for him to see more and I couldn’t help but listen. Why was this one helping? Did he have the big mer under control? Was he somehow controlling him into not hurting either of us? What was going on! Seriously! 

I stared down at my torn fin, seeing really just how much damage there was. Nearly all the thin pieces of skin were torn off, and the webbing was almost all torn up. Only a few small pieces remained intact. That explains why it hurts to barely even move it. But I won’t be able to swim for a while? How was I going to get back home? I doubt that either of these mers would help me out. It looks to me like the green-tailed one was just going to help me out a little, but he wasn’t going to entirely. I was still frail that the big mer would try to eat me. 

“Yup. This will take a while to heal. What were you doing all the way out here anyways?” The stranger asked. What do I even say? I don't’ even know why I was there. Because I saw something mysterious in the distance? Do I say that I was just exploring? Both were true. What do I say? 

My mouth quivered before whispering a quiet answer, “I-I just s-saw a sh-ship…” I couldn’t finish the rest of my sentence when  the big mer had his full attention on me like he could hear me. I doubt he would be able to. I was such a coward. No wonder everyone in the town wanted me gone. They would be all dead if I stayed and a mer his size came around. Though, I’m pretty sure this mer was huge even by other instances. 

“Hmm. Well, I can’t really help you heal up a wound like this. It’s just going to take some time. I would say for you to go home, but I’m sure that’s pretty far from here, right?” The green-tailed mer smirked, crossing his arms. I couldn’t move, but he already guessed the answer. I didn’t even know where I was. For all I know I could be an entire days travel back to home instead of the one hour swim it had taken for me to get to that reef. Not to mention I’m sure this big mer was going to end up eating me as a not-so filling snack. I shuddered at the thought. 

“Sorry, kid. You can’t stay here either.” Why couldn’t I just stay with him until I was healed and ready to head back home? I would prefer that over staying with the big mer that hasn’t said a word since he let me out. It kind of creeped me out. Plus it looked to me like he didn’t even want to here here right now. Yeah? Well neither do I. Actually, I wouldn’t even be here if he hadn’t taken me. 

“So… what do I do with him?” The big mer asked, looking kind of annoyed now. I was still trembling, but now would be a good time to escape. Now that the green-tailed mer was up close to the big mers face. Otherwise no one’s attention was on me. 

I forced myself up, noting that the skin below me didn’t seem to notice. I took my chance, pushing myself up and trying to swim off, but nothing. Only a burning pain every time I moved my tail, and I was back on the fleshy surface below, not even able to slightly move at all. I groaned to myself, realizing that even if I did manage to swim off, even if I stopped for a second I would slowly start flowing down to the sandy ocean floor. Great. Just great. 

The two were arguing behind me while I stared out into the deep blue ahead of me. There was nothing out there except for a few large rocks and large pieces of seaweed that covered most of the floor. I wasn’t going home. Not anytime soon at least. I was going to die. These people weren’t going to help me, and when I do end up getting better, I would just be eaten, right? The big mer probably thought that if I was hurt I wouldn’t taste as good. I trembled slightly, looking back at my torn up tail. If I hadn’t came all the way out here maybe today could have ended differently? Then again, they were right about my tail being the death of me. They all were. Wow. I really am unlucky. 

“Fine, he’ll stay with me until he gets better, but after that, he’s gone.” The bigger mer growled at the much smaller one, then I was wrapped in a tight fist once again. I’m dead. I’m so so so dead. 

———Callum——— 

Did I care that a small mer was literally going to die if I didn’t help them? Yes, of course I did. Did I expect to have to take care of them until they healed up? No, no I did not. Who knows how long that would be! I couldn’t see the damn wound myself, but from watching the little mer try to escape earlier it looked like he couldn’t even swim a foot away without his tail stinging him. Of course I felt bad, but why did I have to take care of them? They got themselves into this mess in the first place. 

I groaned, swimming back to the cave I’ve called home for a good while. It was surprise to wake up to someone screaming. I had thought it was just my imagination, but when I saw the shark- I thought something was up. Why was the mer even there anyways? Did he even stop to think that something else could be living in there? Or even if there wasn’t what if he was just cornered by the shark that looked about three times his size. Then he’d really be dead. He’s lucky I’m not some sick psycho who’ll eat him. 

To be honest, I really did feel bad for the little guy. I mean, if I were that small and something like that happened to me, I would be terrified. I can literally feel the slightest little tremble in my hand coming from him right now. I’m not a heartless monster like most mers my size. It’s just… I don’t really want to be around someone so afraid of me. Which was why I wanted Archer to take care of him and not me, but of course he can’t. 

After swimming back home for about an hour, I looked for a place the tiny mer could stay at comfortably. I decided on a small little platform with a little seaweed growing. There was some sand too and a few coral bits. I’m pretty sure there were some small little caves he could fit himself into as well. Not too bad honestly. 

I opened my hand, revealing a shaking little mer. I bit the inside of my cheek, tilting my hand slightly to let him down on the rocky platform that seemed all too big for him. I wonder what I looked like to him… Probably huge, intimidating. Exactly what I was expecting. Oh this is going to be a long couple of weeks. I would take him home, but I’m sure that would only bring him more problems if I just came to wherever small little community he was a part of and just left him there. Especially when I’m about 80 percent sure that tail of his doesn’t make it easy to talk to many people already. 

“If you need anything, yell. Don’t try swimming off, you’ll only make my job a million times harder. Otherwise, you’re stuck with me until you can swim on your own again.” I crossed my arms, looking for a reaction, but only seeing shock on the littler mers face. Should I get to know his name? No. There was no point when I’d only remember it as just another person who was afraid of me. 

I swam off, leaving the mer by himself. I doubt he’d try to swim off. If he did he’d just sink right to the bottom of the floor anyways. Plus, it wouldn’t be hard to track him. It’s not like I’m trying to keep him captive here, it’s just I’ve never done this before, and I don’t know who this mer is. I don’t plan on finding out either since this will all just be over soon anyways, right? 

I wrapped in on myself, going back to sleep since I was abruptly woken up. I can just go get food later… and eat away from the little mer. 

——————

A couple hours later I woke up, the water felt just the slightest bit warmer, which meant it was a little after midday. I should probably check up on the little mer. I wasn’t all too worried about him escaping, much less him getting himself into another situation, but still. Checking wouldn’t hurt. 

I swam, rubbing my eyes and yawning when I get to the spot I left him at, not seeing any sign of him there. I searched for a while, gently moving away some of the small stalks of seaweed and still not seeing the little mer. Wow. Did he actually try to swim off? I chuckled a little, but I was still the slightest bit worried. I brought my face closer, spying something purple hidden under a tiny rock. How the heck does he even fit under there? Oh well. I wasn’t about to rip off the rock he’s somehow found a little home under. If it makes him feel safe, then I won’t bother. But I still have to ask him something.

“Are you… hungry? Just come out of your little hiding spot if you are.” I watched for any kind of movement, but nothing. When was the last time he ate even? I guess I’ll leave him be for now. If he doesn’t eat anything tomorrow then I’ll just get him something. I’d hate for him to starve to death just because I didn’t get him anything. I feel like that would be the worst way to die in my personal opinion. 

“Alright. Don’t leave.” I ordered, swimming off to go get myself some food from my usual grounds. It’s been a while since I’ve eaten myself really. I kind of wished that he came out though. Just so I could get a better look at him. The only thing I’ve really noticed was his tail and just how small he was and that was pretty much it. Though, that was kind of my fault for just leaving the second I was able to. 

When I came back, no longer hungry, I saw something small sitting down in the open sand area of the little area. Oh. He was out? I was gone for a good while though. I swam silently, not trying to scare him. What was he doing? It kind of looked like he was just messing with something in his hands. A shell? 

He turned his head slightly, letting out a yelp of surprise when he saw me and rushed to go back into his hiding spot. My heart fell, but I knew this was going to happen. It’ll be over in about two weeks. Then he’ll swim off and forget about you, maybe tell this story to his future kids or something. I didn’t know what other mers did when this happens to them. Though, I doubt this specific thing happens. 

I didn’t say anything at all when I swam back in. I didn’t plan on talking a whole bunch. I’m pretty sure the little mer didn’t either. I’m only here to make sure he has everything he needs to survive, that nothing won’t try to eat him either.  

———Nico———

This was the same cave I was in not so long ago. Just a different part. It seemed more like an open cage where I was at right now. A platform that held a few tiny fish that somehow survived here, some snails, there were some small anemones, rocks, a seaweed patch. I also found some small caves I could fit into hidden behind some of the seaweed, but I didn’t really want to stay there. It really felt like a prison if I were being honest. Like he’s had other mers there before. The worst part was that he already knows about all the hiding spots, so if he were mad at me he knows exactly where to look for me. That’s always great to know. So, there was no possible way for me to get out. It would take me too long just to swim out of the cave, and even if I did, he could just track me down. 

I’ve already accepted my fate. I was going die here. Whether I liked it or not. My best bet was to just avoid him as much as possible, which I think I’ve done pretty well so far for it only being a couple hours. What can I say? I was terrified of dying, and that guy is pure death to me. I feel like he’ll just rip me up into pieces at any point, and that’s what really gets me. 

So here I was, hiding underneath a rock where he could very easily take it off. I’m surprised he hasn’t already. I’ve found that the place I was in wasn’t all that bad. It was comfortable, easy for me to move around. Not too bad, but I would really like to go home. I miss it already. I just want to go back to my little home inside the coral and sleep peacefully on the soft sand. What would my parents do when they realize anyways? No one would want to look for me. It was sad actually. What was I even supposed to here? Just wait to be eaten? I’m pretty sure that’s what was going to happen anyways. 

I recently found out that the big mers tail was a pretty dark blue color, which explains why he was so big in the first place. Most mers with a blue tail grow to be pretty big, but I’ve never seen one his height before. I think I’ve only really seen one where I was a little bigger than their fist, but this is an entire different thing. I mean, who wouldn’t be when someone fifty times your size was supposed to “take care of you?” How was that even possible? 

I crawled out of my little hiding spot, picking up the colored rock I had found earlier and continued to fidget with it. Everything would be fine… right? He’d let me go eventually. I wound’t be eaten, and then I can forget all of this ever happened. Oh who am I kidding? I was unlucky, nothing would ever work out for me. It always takes a turn for the worst. I sighed, too tired to even bother with going back into my hiding spot, and made myself comfortable in the sand. I just have to hope it’ll all work out in the end. 

—————— 

When I woke up, the giant mer was laying on his stomach, head resting on his arms as he stared out into the deep ocean. I tried not making a single sound as I pushed myself up, glancing over at my tail and seeing that it was still torn up. So it really wasn’t a dream. Or nightmare I should say. 

I held a hand over my mouth as I made my way to underneath that rock, but something caught his attention to make him look over where I was. He glared at me, watching me go still and hold my breath. He rolled his eyes before swimming closer to me, the fast and effortless movement making me dizzy as his face took up most of my vision. Please don’t eat me. Please don’t eat me. Please don’t- 

“Are you hungry yet?” I shook my head, not wanting to make him do extra work just to keep me alive. There’s also the fact that he might just want to to eat more so I taste better. Well, no thank you. I’d rather die of hunger than die while inside his mouth. The thought made me slightly gag, earning a confused look from the mer. 

He let out a sigh before swimming off, fast water hitting me in the face from his careless movement. Yeah… I did not feel good. Neither did that fact that I didn’t even know his name yet. I feel like I should know the name of my future killer. Wait- don’t think like that. 

The mer came back with something in his hands, dropping a few small fish in a pile in front of me. I bit the inside of my cheek, hard. I can’t tell him that I don’t eat fish. Then that’d start a new problem, which I can’t really afford considering the situation I was in. Then, he did something I completely unexpected. He propped his head up with his hand, elbow on the platform he had me on, and watched me with an annoyed look on his face, “I’m staying here until you eat. And I know you’d probably prefer me as far away from you as possible, little mer.” He smirked. 

He wasn’t wrong. 

What do I do? I was hungry, and I suddenly regret not eating that plate my mom made me the day before. I don’t even remember the last time I ate. Great. I don’t want to eat fish I though! But I have to unless I’m really about to just stay this close to someone who could swallow me whole without even trying- STOP THINKING ABOUT THAT! 

I pushed myself towards the little place under the rock where I currently call home, only to be stopped by a fleshy surface in front of me. I backed away so fast I’m surprised I didn’t trip over my hands. I heard a quiet chuckle above me, like he was having a good time. 

“Just eat. It’s not poisoned or anything.” I couldn’t help but catch the slight tone change. Like he actually sort of cared about me? I don’t know how to describe it, but it didn’t stop my heart from beating rapidly and my body start malfunctioning (Like literally I couldn’t move even if I wanted to it was too busy trembling so much) 

I scooted closer to the fish, a shaky hand holding one that was about the size of my entire arm. If it’s the only way to get him to leave me alone… I took a small bite, hating how the fish didn’t even taste bad, it’s just I don’t like seeing dead fish. I dropped the fish back into the pile, forcing myself the crane my neck up at the mer, who, for a split second, had a sympathetic look on his face before he just fixed his position. I did what he asked me to… could he please just leave me alone? 

Instead, he waited. I don’t know how much time had passed, but this guy is extremely patient. Doesn’t he have better things to do? Like… well I have no idea what he does but it’s obviously not waiting on some insignificant mer to eat something. I didn’t eat another bite, and I guess that’s when it clicked in his head. 

“You… don’t eat fish, do you.” He sighed, closing his eyes. At least I didn’t have to tell him. I didn’t do anything but hide my torn-up tail and fidget with my hands while staring at the sand. 

“What do you eat then?” I couldn’t answer his question. And I guess he realized that too because he just started listing off things he could find until I finally nodded my head. I was scared if I didn’t at least answer him like that he’d do something to me. So then he left, ordered me not to leave (Which I couldn’t do anyways but I still listened because I was scared of what he’d do if did end up leaving) I quickly glided over to my little makeshift home under the rock and stayed there, shaking. What would I have done if he didn’t realize that? What would happen if he wasn’t willing to wait? Would he just have eaten me there and then? I curled in on myself, mindful of the many loose pieces of thin fin on my tail. 

He came back a couple minutes later, dropping some kelp and taking his same position again, making sure I actually ate. It was uncomfortable, but I knew if I didn’t he’d just force me to one way or another. Threaten me. Yeah, I’m okay. No thank you. Instead, I ate what I could in case I wouldn’t get a chance like this again and watched as he just grabbed the rest and placed it somewhere. I hate everything about this. 

———Callum———

I wasn’t surprised that he didn’t eat fish. He’s practically on himself if he were just a tiny bit smaller… It’s sad to think about really. It wasn’t even that hard to gather any of the kelp, so I don’t know why he forced himself the first time. He could have at least told me. I didn’t mind going out. Then again, I didn’t exactly make that clear to him either. 

I left him alone like I had promised, watching him hide in the seaweed, but it was easy to spot him in the green with that bright purple tail of his. I found it to be nice really. It wasn’t really a hazard to me like other mers probably find it to be, but it’s really a nice color. I don’t think he thinks that though. 

Meanwhile, I tried to figure out just what I could do in the meantime. Usually I just go out and explore, but I don’t think I can just leave the little mer all alone for so long. Something might actually come, then I’d have to deal with that guilt. I don’t think taking him with me is an option, because I’m pretty sure he’s terrified of me and the last thing he would want to do is be around me. I sighed, looking back out in the ocean, feeling my eyes become heavy. This wasn’t so bad. Maybe I should actually learn his name. 

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Wowwww. Y’know, rereading this chapter, I don’t think I like it, but oh well. Yes, I know Callum is just sarcastic and hard to get used to, but he’ll warm up to Nico. And yes, he’s just taking care of Nico because he feels bad for not being able to help out in time.

Hope you guys liked it (I kind of didn’t) and I hope I can get you some drawings of these two soon! (I love them sm aghhhh) Thanks for reading!

[ereyies]

i love your of mice and men oc. let me tell you i was scrolling thru the omam tag after reading that book for class because GOSH that ending destroyed me. bronwyn is so cute!!! and i love the ideas you have for her character and how she’d add onto the book. is there any more of your character that u thought of?? i’d love it hear it! ur art is stunning btw!!!

artists and writers are the backbone of dead fandoms. but i dont know if you could even call this fandom dead cuz i dont think it even had a life 💀

THANK YOU SO INCREDIBLY MUCH!!

this means the entire world to me you have no idea just how touched i am that you love my oc 💖 💖!! be VERY careful going through the of mice and men tag because unfortunately there are a LOT of nsfw bots!!

as for anything else relating to Bronwyn and her character, I don't have much else written/in mind other than that I have already shared other than maybe two things (copied and pasted from a document i made just to keep track of her lore):

Candy and Bronwyn probably wouldn't be close despite Candy having worked at the ranch for years. Not because of anything bad that happened between them, however I imagine that Candy was initially the main contributor to all the gossip said about her on the ranch and later on he learned she wasn't a bad person at all and just a lonely ill child, but by that point he had both immortalised her as a legend but condemned her from ever making real connections with people again. Knowing what he started and how he unintentionally isolated her and prevented her from being easily able to make friends with people on the ranch, the guilt would probably prevent him from forming any close connections with her.

I feel like if she were actually a character within the novel, her presence within the story would be similar to Andrey Bolkonsky in the musical Natasha, Pierre, & the Great Comet of 1812 (brilliant but strange musical btw, if you're interested in musicals it's definitely worth a listen!!). She is this looming presence amongst all the characters, always being mentioned in passing during conversation, this figure that everyone is aware of yet never sees, never actually being present in person up until the very end.

Candy would probably be the reader's introduction to Bronwyn, since Candy is a known gossiper. She'd be this influence in the story but is never truly there. I'm not too sure how she'd be important if that were the case though? Perhaps she'd be a figure symbolic of a 'point of no return' for all the characters. They all have a dream that isn't totally impossible which they come very close to achieving, and could very well leave their situation, but Bronwyn never had a chance and can never truly escape, locked up just to be forgotten about. Maybe she'd be a warning of the terrible fate which Lennie would have faced if he had lived and been institutionalised.

ANYWAYS moving past all of that; i have only made very few drawings of Bronwyn since my last post talking about her (admittedly due to extreme art block). But I’ve mostly been brainstorming about Curley and Bronwyn, the similarities and differences between them, mostly differences. Here is some of my recent art:

I always love experimenting and playing around with my style, trying out new brushes, techniques and colours <33 The last isn’t exactly my favourite mostly because i was just getting a feel for how to draw Curley and had little to no references for the pose and so it looks a little stiff. But!! I made many notes for my ideas while I was doing the sketch:

Thank you once more for your ask!! It means the world to me <33 I was so embarrassed when I first made her and feared being called ‘cringe’ or that people wouldn’t like her or something else along those lines, but the reception so far has been nothing but positive and encouraging!! I definitely plan to make more art and potentially even write some short fanfics including her in the future!!

oh one final thing, i also made a spotify playlist for her!! https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0qrBhwqopc6KrC7RouFxOZ?si=GPudTv12S92QwBBXqxw0Bg&pi=khdpmOzjTfeQP

Thank you once more for being so kind <33 I hope you have the most wonderful day/evening/night!!

[spamtoon]

DCRC Week 4 Don Rosa. In week 6.

Okay so, life has been a struggle and I've generally been prioritizing other things BUT i do intend to catch up this week, starting with these two comics.

First of all I want to say how funny it is to me that he just like. casually Thinks to himself that yeah! The triplets are the sole recipients of my will! Sorry I'm just thinking in contrast to where it came up like. exclusively as a gag you know. Stories like this make me see the purpose in Gladstone as Donald's ideological foil, especially in situations Scrooge would care about such as these.

and now i shall merely return to pointing out things that amuse me

like this sardine can and this bird thats like :O at scrooge mcduck

i like how quackfaster just knows he means donald and gladstone. fethry is out of the question

donald's expressions here are a treat okay. he's so insanely excited and its beautiful. once again i am rotating the juxtaposition

i like how very subtly you can tell who the characters are in the sillouettes. sorry i notice things and go ooh you know this by now

cog these old like. donald drawings have so much charm maybe thats because i'm used to donald specifically but i'm understanding why he's so beloved literally everywhere

he's so silly okay

me in the lawbot hq fountain (INSIDE JOKE)

the way he just turns to these kids and hes like MY EMPIRE IS CRUMBLING and. he's right to turn to them because they're the smartest guys in the room. that's one thing that's consistent between duck media at the very least

all the little homemade signs... i like how he's just doing this on random trees

i like how he has a picture of a horseshoe. you know facing down. the way you aren't supposed to place a horseshoe for it to be lucky

donald really did figure the more money i get the more i lose it. lets just bail out of this whole thing

shotuout to this guy apparently named clerkly. hes probably not but im going to consider him that. you're a cockatiel to me

good comic. i can feel the Spirit of duck comics okay

ANYWAY okay let me take the teeniest of breaks and then look at the second comic

the little detail that their book actually says animals... triplets...

i was going to admire the detail on this lightbulb but it seems like someone came to admire the lightbulb first (sorry im using killbent's megavolt shimeji while i read this. let me thin the herd to allow for easier viewing)

ough these comics really are like. taking donald duck shorts and putting them on paper and ive only seen a few of those but gosh darn it. charm... whimsy...

i'm going to be honest i forgot gus goose existed. he looks so goofy here he's just aheem aheem in this panel

the way they drew the animals i'm so. they're just looking at the camera like : |

FHEAOUIJFOEAHFUEAIGHE the expressions in this one are so good

she's shown up for two seconds and i love grandma duck already

cog i just... sorry im seeing the appeal of the donald gets a taste of his own medicine stories too okay

hUIEAJFIOEJAO EIAJF sorry i'm chuckling right now okay. this got a good chuckle out of me. kinda wish it got a proper ending but i understand they had to cut some stuff to fit in all the goofy concepts they wanted. good reading... step one out of three to catching up complete!

[heizoubiggestfan]

ᴀɴᴇᴍᴏ ʙᴏʏꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ꜱʜʏ ꜱ/ᴏ

Characters: Xiao, Venti, heizou, kazuha, and wanderer

Wanderer

He doesn't mind, he wont actually admit this but he thinks its really cute.

He will probably tease you a bit, but i'm sure he wont go to far.

I imagine you would just be walking with him and he'll start to tease you just to see your face go red. He thinks its funny.

At restaurants he'll order for you, he may say stuff like "you're gonna have to order for yourself one day" but he enjoys ordering for you, he knows it makes you more comfortable.

He can get a bit impatient sometimes though..

But over all hes cool with you being shy, he thinks its adorable.

Heizou

Yet another boy who finds your shyness adorable.

He'll tease you a lot.

He wont make you do stuff you're not comfortable with, he's actually super sweet, but he'll still tease you.

Theres been a few times where he made flirtly comments about you in public and you got so embarrassed.

He has no issue ordering for you, infact its something hes used to now.

Hes very paitent with you.

Can read you easily, so he can tell when to draw the line.

Kazuha

Hes very polite and paitent with you.

He's honestly the sweetest boy ever about it.

He may tease you but he'll try not to tease you in public.

There was one time he gave you a headpat and you got embarrassed and he just smiled.

He'll absolutely order for you at restaurants

But he still assures you the waitress doesn't care and that it will be okay incase you wanna order for yourself.

Very gentle and careful not to make you upset.

Venti

OH MY GOSH. Yeah good luck with him dude.

He knows about your shy nature and loves to tease you about it..or literally anything..

If you tell him you're uncomfortable with it, he'll only tease you a little bit.

But when he's drunk, OH BOY.

He wont stop talking about how much he loves you, the whole tavern has to deal with it to the point where they all know who you are.

As for the restaurants, he'd probably make a joke saying you want something that you dont really want, and then explain its a joke right after, pissing both you and the waitress off.

Hes so cute though.

Xiao

Where do i began?

He thinks you're adorable.

He often watches over you to make sure nobody makes you embarrassed.

He often has to yell at Hu tao for her to go away because she teases you a lot.

Hes super gentle and paitent with you.

He wouldn't try to make you embarrassed or tease you.

However there has been some times where he did it on accident.

He quickly apologized to you after.

As for the restaurant thing, I guess he would order for you? But i also feel as if he wouldn't want to.

I feel as if he would rather just order food and have it delivered to him that way none of you have to talk to any waitress.

Super cute boyfriend, who loves his super shy partner!!

[jasminedragonart]

I adore you atla art sm!

But that korra au? 🫥

Please don't take this as hate or anything, I'd just like to know your thought process behind that AU if possible! ❤️

Why is zuko not dead? Katara would've ended him. Why the hell is sokka even talking too zuko?

My gosh the way this fandom cuddles zuko is so fucking annoying, I enjoy zuko, but fandom zuko isn't zuko at all. 🧍🏽‍♀️

Idk I've read AU's in which aang is killed off early on (and there's so many of these au's, literally for what?), and imo are terrible!

None of these characters would be the same without aang. Why does part of the fandom seem to dismiss aangs part of the story?

I'm not coddling him at all. Season 1 Zuko is a villain for sure. But in the au, Katara would have definitely tried to end him except her bending would be gone by that time probably mid fight since Zuko isn't stupid enough to not defend himself.

I also recognise that Sokka would have been murderous as well, but Sokka would probably be by Aangs side as Katara fought Zuko. He would see that the face being gone and no burn scars couldn't be Zuko's fault and they knew Aang was venturing into the spirit world. While Sokka is quite passionate hes also a strategist. He would have recognised the position they were in with the Avatar literally dead and want answers for that as well as safety for him and Katara. Once she loses her bending it's definitely negotiation mode with Zuko. Especially because Zuko is a powerhouse in season 1, he fought Zhao and won, he has dual blades and is shown to frequently defy the laws of physics in his escapes. Sokka would probably try and use Zuko for free passage back to the south pole, except then Zuko would drop the bomb hes worthless to the fire nation without the avatar.

What I don't include in this au in the pieces I've drawn is that their next best idea is to pretend the avatar is still alive but gone into hiding. Sokka takes Zuko prisoner to stop him from grabbing, Zuko goes along with it because he's literally dead either way and hes not sure what happened to his uncle. They escape on a boat since Appa and Aang are tied together meaning Appa is gone. With no waterbending and now no moon the balance is upset, spirits are out etc...

Zuko is handy basically. Sokka recognises this and I believe he would put survival over vengeance until they got home.

By then? Bonding maybe? I mean, Zuko is pretty harmless without the Avatar to chase. Especially with all the fire nation politics that would erupt from Zhao conquering the north pole.

I hope this answers some of your questions. I, for one, also hate when Zuko is made nicer in some fandom spaces. He's only nuanced because we see his growth as a character and he only becomes who he is in season 3 because he has to hit rock bottom. He is literally living put a tragedy in the first 2 seasons. Thematically anyway.

I like season 1 Zuko because of the potential he has to become the character he is in season 3 not because he's season 3 Zuko wrapped up in a tragic story.

If you guys want more of that au I suppose I could draw more... 👀

[your-local-uwu-artist]

HAIIII how about 1, 11, 26, and 34 for the OC ask game :3

alola >:D

1.Have you ever picked up a habit from developing/writing one of your own characters? And if so, who and what?

i don't think so actually. generally I give my habits (and habits from friends and family and other irl people) to ocs instead. I have picked up some odd habits from drawing and cartoons in general though, especially anime. mostly cause my brain can't exit artist mode and i'm constantly thinking about how i would draw stuff, so it's like that 'making weird faces when your drawing an expression' but instead it's 'over exaggerates my every movement because i am thinking about how i would draw that movement'

11.Which character has been through the most design changes?

gosh! a lot of pokemelody characters have beeen through DRASTIC design changes but not like, the most. so probably my sona character! here's a sketch i did once showing the basic progression. during the redesign segments though there's a bunch of mini phases of drafts that didn't stick. they've been through a few different eras. I like to split it into three main eras! the primative era (defining traits are galaxy hair and high fantasy aesthetics) the Sailor era (this era had the most story as a self insert oc, defining design traits is a sailor-fuku outfit and pigtail buns.) the confused era (era where i rebooted my sona but was still figuring stuff out, this era's defining traits is a visible ribcage, and way too busy/unfocused of a design) And finally the modern era! (simpler and more focused design but has a couple other forms with the shape shifter aspect. notably while theres still some scrapbook/sewing aesthetics the entire body is now bjd/doll instead of being a confusing mix)

fun facts about the design/s

-sailor era design had no heterochromia and had my irl brown hair, because i was younger and cringe culture was still super prominent: specifically that part where every 'character design tips thing' would tell you to avoid stuff like heterochromia and fangs and cool colorful hair unless they god forbid look like a mary sue.

-i think i've said this before but a year or so after I added that front bangs super long back hair short thing (plus litterally had my hair cut to match) a popular/influential artist made a character with this trait and it suddenly became a more common design trait. obvi i'm not trying to 'gatekeep' the design or claim i'm the first guy EVER to come up with it. but i would be lying if i didn't say i feel 'ahead of my time' and think it's funny to joke about this super big artist that def doesn't know i exist having 'copied' me fndjask

-one main design shift is the shift from the angel aesthetic to adding in some demon aesthetics

-all throughout the confused era the angel wings changed color according to mood, the chart used was to inconsistent and complicated though so this trait ended up being lost.

-starting with the confused era and sitll present in modern era my sona is a shapeshifting shiny mimikyu :3 and the idea is that their humanoid form is like, lowkey hollow, so the mimikyu body is inside

-despite having more inhuman traits i'd actually say modern era sona takes more inspo from my irl appearance than any previous design

26.What's your favorite relationship/dynamic between a set of OCs?

afndsjkfna i can't choose because i love different dyanmics for different reasons fnsdjkaf. ummm heres some honorary mentions!

-Sunny and Daisy, they're dorks in love, nice simple and wholesome! good ol' healthy loving relationship! classic malewife x girlboss lowkey

-kazumi and fukusha have this thing where they hate each other's guts, it's fun!

-SCOTT N TIP i've only posted about them once and they're lowkey co-owned sorta? (i designed them on my own and then an irl friend of mine took a likeing to them and started writing short stories with them, we'd like to make a point and click game series called 'Dectective Cardimen Scott + Tip' with them someday :3) Scott and Tip's designs litterally came from a little excercize I did on designing duos. Scott's a private investigator and was looking for an assistant, the enthusiastic Tip took up the job! they have this cartoon-inspired dynamic where their relationship is vague and up for interpretation. They're business partners and roomates at the least :3

34.What scene that you've written/imagined is your favorite?

hmmmmmmmmm generally speaking i prefer the like inbetween anti-climatic slice of life-y scenes but theres this climatic/hyped-up scene in arc '1.5' of Pokemelody that I'm excited for in the theoretical future where i make this a thing. arc 1.5 is the start of a redemption arc for the final villain of arc 1, the plot is the villain searching for someone she did something unforgivable too with the goal of apologizing.

also scenes where the characters are finally happy and content and theres shojo sparkles to express this my beloved.

scenes i include a lot of because they're what i want to see more of is like, characters having weird inhuman-physical traits both as casual details that are dispersed throughout but also like, when it's directly addressed or played around with. I feel like everything only ever gives me little hints of that sorta stuff and fanfic focusing on it is hard to come bye so i guess i'll just have to do everything msyelf around here lmao.

[emojireviewpage]

🤯 Mindblown (Exploding head) emoji review 🤯

Apple: The mushroom cloud is reminding me of an hydrogen bomb. The head bits are going around! Was the explosion too strong for them? I like the details and the crack textures. They had the most shocking moments of their life. 9/10 the expression is a bit fake though.

Google: What were they hiding on their head, marshmallows? The head is cut too sharp. I’d like it better if it had the crack details. I guess it is kinda cute and they look so surprised! 6/10 adorable surprise

Samsung: Omg this is so cute! I love the colors on the inside of the cloud. It’s like they merged apple and Google emoji. Must be a dorky guy and fun to be around. He even has a realistic mouth! 9/10 he had watched fnaf jump scares.

Microsoft: Cross-eyed. Reminds me of my club’s mate who is Asperger’s. I guess this is kinda cute, but looks like an exploding bowl with a face. 3/10 why does it have a purple mouth.

WhatsApp: Honestly, the explosion is so RED, it looks like it’s raining tomato sauce. Am I the only one who thinks this? 7/10 it’s cold that you can see the outside.

Twitter: No hope for twitter. 2/10 because I don’t think it’s that horrible.

Facebook: it has a shockwave! Must be strong. Sorry, were you so shocked your eyes froze? This might look so good if they animated this emoji for a reaction, or do they already have a reaction version of this emoji? 8/10 I don’t use Facebook.

Skype: If this was a cartoon character, its name would be Richard. Here we have, Mr Richard, who is mindblown because they saw a 1 min Clip of kingda ka. It is understandable since that ride is INSANE. Its parents would be Samsung and Google. 5/10 Yummy inside. Is it chocolate?

Twitter emoji stickers: Can we appreciate how detailed the explosion is. It even has blue sparks and lightnings. They probably got an entire concert on their head. The face reminds me of Toad of Mario bro. I don’t know why. Absolutely exquisite shading below the flying bits. Tilted mouth expressing how intense that was. 9.5/10 Cute eyes don’t really fit though.

Joypixels: I’m digging this. The mouth is nice. The shading, It looks like it is airbrushed with a procreate brush. It is like my drawings. I guess they watched a Tekken fight and got shocked. 7.5/10 btw Who mains Kazuya in smash.

TossFace: No rating because protect this adorable toddler before they die from a fatal injury.

Emojipedia: Ah👏Yes👏You👏Look👏Like👏A👏Chef👏Could👏You👏Please👏Cook👏A👏Tasty👏Rib-eye?👏Im👏Sure👏You👏Are👏A👏Michelin👏Star👏Mastermind👏Is👏The👏Explosion👏White👏Bread?👏 Chef/10

LG: Amber eyes. Posible gem treasure? I like the shockwave and the cracks are amazingly detailed. I like the little glints. 7/10

Thank you! 💗

oh my gosh!🤯

[the-cannibal]

Could I please get a matchup, thank you for the opportunity!

I go by the name of Nex, I'm 5'8 tall, an Istp, Capricorn, ADHD filled with severe social anxiety. I have really short brown hair, brown eyes and I'm mixed.

I absolutely love drawing and making up Ocs (Original characters). I also have a huge obsession with Pokémon, I collect Pokémon plushies, clothes, books, cards and literally anything you can imagine. Cats are my absolute favourite animal and I own 3 that mean the world to me!

I'm kinda childish and I have the habit of constantly daydreaming or dozing off if I'm bored or sometimes completely randomly. I'm often called really lazy but I just struggle to find motivation for most things. I'm usually Very calm but if someone pushes me around too much I will physically fight them without no warning.

I bite when showing affection (only if the person doesn't mind) I'm not used to getting compliments so if someone compliments me I'll be extremely shy and flustered but deny it.

And again thank you for the opportunity! I hope you have a great day

Oh my gosh is your picture gengar because if yes I love that! I wrote this on my phone so I’m sorry if it gets laid out weird

I paired you with…

Jason Vorhees!

This sweet man I think would be perfect for you! You’re childish? (Honestly same-) so is he! You can bet money that you would find him snuggled up on the couch with one… okay more like most, of your plushies wrapped in his arms.

He doesn’t quite understand what Pokémon is exactly, but he recognizes it! So do not be surprised if you wake up to some new books, shirts, plushie, cards, just laying on the table for you to find. I can neither confirm nor deny that the last owner of these items are alive.

I think his favorite Pokémon would be cubchoo so if you have a plush of them, respectfully that is now Jason’s. Sorry I don’t make the rules. Besides how could you say no to that cute face of his 🥺

Jason would try to braid your hair. You know it’s too short for that but he still tries! He is very determined! It’s quite adorable.

I totally see Jason as a cat dad. You guys laying in bed, snuggling with your cats as you contemplate getting up to start the coffee pot or tea kettle. Jason isn’t lazy, he has things to do around the camp to make sure no one trespasses, but he has offically made saturdays “Nex and Jason” day! You guys hang out inside the cabin, snuggling, watching movies, making art… just enjoying each others presence!

If he catches you day dreaming he will probably snap you out of it to make sure you are okay, he is a big mother hen and worries at the slightest things.

The first time you bit him he was a bit shocked? It didn’t hurt him at all (my guy has literally been stabbed, shot, killed and brought back from the dead. He can handle a lot-) but he had never seen someone give affection that way… no no no! Don’t stop! It’s cute! Just make sure you are biting him when he doesn’t have blood covering him.

He is very shy as well, so both of you are blushing messes when it comes to complimenting each other.

Oh look Jason! Another calm person just for you! Isn’t that so nice- oH MY GOD ARE THEY IN A FIST FIGHT-?!

Yeah he definitely holds you back in his arms as you flail around like a rabid raccoon.

[kaleido-write]

Chapter 6 part 1

Its pretty cute I really like the poses ! And rusty is pretty good at drawing plus size people !

Im hoping that for once the cover will actually make sense according to the rest of the comic tho cuz otherwise it would really suck that once again a cute cover is wasted on a chapter that doesn't fit it

OH gosh ok so we are either in a flashbacks or a nightmare to see once again the transwomans (I'll use she/her pronouns for them) here i kinda like the border that's cloudy maybe doing it even more to out emphasis that it's a dream would've been super interesting , maybe even going as far to erase some part to show she's not remembering things properly because she was shocked during that moment maybe even dissociated ect

Unfortunately rusty can't write trauma properly due to a lack of researches

I kinda like their synchronization it's pretty interesting and bring a good comedic effect to the whole scene (comedic as in relief not that it's funny )

Everything is very clear , wich doesn't indicate whether it's a dream or flashbacks, i don't know if the confusion is on purpose or not due to rusty highly varying level of writing , her lack of consistency is probably one of the biggest issues regarding leasebound so you never know what intentional and what's not and you're supposed to guess wich is very troubling , especially since a good chunk of the Canon and material that would be needed to understand the comic is written out of it like in the comments , a good chunk of readers will not search trough comments in order to understand everything perfectly as a writer its your responsibility your comic is readable for any kind of audience. Criticism is legitimate when you overcater to such a niche that nobody else can understand because you give information to your niche only that would be needed for the comic

OOPS inconsistency again , either both are supposed to have blacked out noses or none , but the fact that shanzey has it (spoiler for next panels) it's really unfortunate rusty forgot that , hopefully in next fix times where she just changes stuff around she'll fix that

Its interesting to have them be the bruised up ones , but at least we can safely assume now that it is a dream so yay? It's interesting to have Jaden be in the light while parniya and shanzey are showed in the dark , i don't know if it was intentionally but if it was its a good call to show that in that dream they represent something dark to Jaden perhaps insecurities

I dont really like her barely expressive face , usually when someone tell you something like that you feel something yk ? But again the efforts that rusty put in her comic is very inconsistent so eh 🤷‍♂️

What's that arm 😭😭

Honestly it feels weird people that have little to zero importance to her have such an important part in her dream , why isn't there emphasis on people that she deem as important? Because at most theses girls should've been in the background to show a certain distance between them and Jaden she isn't their friend nor anything except the hot butch they decided to simp on and sexualize

Its really badly written , a dream stemming from trauma won't be in that way , you don't get breathing room in theses nightmares because your brain is in alert and think its in danger . Having theses girls just go out of their own free will is completely ridiculous and proves that again rusty didn't do any researches , theses dreams are suffocating and painful , they're confusing , because the brain mix everything together.

Having the bruises drawn the same wat she draw anger is very confusing , she hasn't made anything to demonstrate a clear difference wich again is a sad lack of work around her character designing

Plus having Jaden have glittery eyes with no tears and her eyebrow raised makes her look hopeful wich she shouldn't be in front of ruth who's clearly mad at her

[jojo-schmo]

No way.

NO WAY!!!!!!!!

YOU are the original artist!!! That's INCREDIBLE!!! You found this!! I am so so happy!! I finally get to tell you this directly!

Oh my gosh I remember really looking up to you and your art growing up! Your drawings (and this one in particular) had a really positive and nice influence on me in the beginning of my venture into fanart and the Kirby community as a whole! I gush about this in my original tags of this post but I might as well just share the story here with some additions:

"But Jojo," you ask. "That seems a little ridiculous. Don’t you think saying this drawing changed your life is a little much?"

No. NO. IT IS THE TRUTH. Let me tell you. It's around 2008. Little baby middle schooler Jojo had just gotten Squeak Squad. The first Kirby game I ever owned. My introduction into the entire franchise as a whole. And I loved it even tho there was a lot I didn’t understand. Like who any of these characters were, or why copy abilities existed. I had zero knowledge of the lore so far. But Meta Knight completely intrigued me. what was this blue sword wielding little Kirby dude doing here?? He was so cool and could shoot lightning and make tornados, but he had pretty white eyes and pink cheeks under that mask?? I’d replay his boss fight over and over again just to get that glimpse at his face. and I’d sit and wonder what it all meant. plus the boss fight was hard!!! it cost me to beat it at the time but I’d still do it over and over to see his face for that millisecond.

AFTER LIKE A YEAR OF THIS it occurred to me that there was a Kirby wiki online. My folks were finally letting me spend more time on the old clunky family laptop, so I went to his wiki page and found all the pictures of his face from the games so far. And my budding middle school fangirl mind ATE THIS UP. (Mind you, this is years before we saw him in 3D for the first time! The most detailed picture was probably from like Kirby no Kirakira Kizzu (which was a Japan-exclusive release until literally 2023!) 

I needed more!! So I promptly looked up that one fateful google search……… the one that changed me. meta. knight. maskless.

I was bombarded with the cutest, loveliest drawings of this master swordsman with a precious face. This drawing was always towards the top of the results!! It's the most memorable one for me! Plus, idk if you've seen any of them. But people would include this drawing in those "maskless Meta Knight art compilation" videos on Youtube that I would watch a lot, so it kept popping up in my life for a bit afterwards haha

I stared at this drawing and came to the conclusion that I had to see even more. When canon wasn't enough, people could just.... CREATE their own?! INCREDIBLE!! So I searched for more and found an entire community of Kirby fanart, writings, discussions.... I never knew such an expansive community could exist about something I liked! What can I say? It was the late 2000s. I don't think most kids spent a lot of time on the internet for non-school related purposes those days. At least I didn't.

And so, I went feral about a fandom related topic for the very very first time! I lost my MIND. HOW can a character be so cute AND COOL??! All of these characters were cool!! I was a changed child. I consumed the Hoshi no Kaabii anime like it was the only piece of media on earth. (The subbed version because I like Dedede's voice more in that one. These days I accept the anime's flaws and enjoy it for what it is hehe) I drew comics about the characters, but mostly Meta Knight. I made my first kirby oc ever to go on a grand adventure on him (and his mask was conveniently half broken during this story so I could draw his face as much as I wanted to.) I got every game I could possibly own on the DS, Wii, Wii Virtual Console, and so on... (I played Return to Dreamland so much as a kid that when the remake came out last year I remembered where all the energy spheres were on my first try of each stage hahaha!!)

I filled my notebooks with Kirby art to the point my mom was like "Jossie. you REALLY need to branch out. these are just orbs. you should probably draw other stuff too."

And so I kept drawing throughout the rest of my childhood! But Kirby was the biggest catalyst for my growth as an artist! It was the fandom that started it all for me! And now as an adult I'm committing to long projects like the Forgotten Land Roleswap comic that add a lot of meaning and joy to my life to work on! I'm openly sharing my work rather than lurking as I have done until recently.

So yes. YES. TLDR: This drawing did help change my life. When I see it again I feel nostalgic and warm and I'm reminded of the happier moments of my innocent and exciting first venture into the world of fandom.

(And it's also one of the reasons why I insist on drawing Meta with white eyes to this day. It's a detail that is very sentimental to me since his pretty pearly eyes on his original sprites technically kickstarted my introduction into the Kirby fandom community :'D )

THE END!!! And to any artist/writer/creator! Your work makes a difference in people’s lives even if they can't say it to your face!!!!

...Except now I can say this to your face!!! :D

This may come off as a little silly or overly sappy, but I still wanted to tell you. Your work helped contribute to a little "butterfly effect" chain of events in my life years and years ago, haha. And I know lots of other people also look at your art fondly!

I'm quite happy to see you're still drawing and present on the web! A reverse image search on this drawing didn't yield any clues to its origins so thank you for coming forward directly :) Please don't feel obligated to respond, I just am happy for the chance to tell you this. :3

Life did take a nice direction for me, and I genuinely hope things are also well in yours <3

I wish I could tell the original artist that this drawing permanently changed the entire direction of my life in 2009. I want to shake their hand, look them in the eye, and admit I would not be who I am today if this drawing didn’t exist.

[dreamingofaizawa]

Potent

Alpha! Hanta Sero x Fem! Omega! Reader

***18+ Fic***

If you are under the age of 18 please vacate the premises.

Warnings: A/B/O, smut, knotting, marking, breeding kink (sorta? idk it comes with the A/B/O territory), a hint of pregnancy kink, a bit of blood

Word Count: 3.6 k

Author's Note: Ohhhhkaayyy so this has been sitting in my google doc for AGES. I think I started this in...October of last year? It's been sitting there for months and I've lacked the motivation to finish and post it but then I sent in an anon ask to @reinawritesbnha and, being the absolute queen she is, she became the little push I needed to do it. I DID IT FOR REINA!!

Also, this is some of my earliest writing and I only skimmed and edited a little bit of it so if there's a little bit of weird pacing or a strange cutoff where the writing styles clash it's because I haven't touched this piece in months.

Anywho, enjoy~

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It had to happen when you were surrounded by alphas.

Your suppressants flaked out, again, and your scent wafted through the air on the street. Normally It’d be fine for an omega to let their scent float freely around them. But your scent is particularly...potent, even when you weren’t in heat. Not only that, but you weren’t mated yet, your scent glands still bare, and you still didn’t have a pack. To make matters worse, you’re quirkless.

You hadn’t realised what was happening until your path was blocked by an especially large male alpha. You turned around, and there were two more behind you. Fuck. This isn’t good. You took in your surroundings and searched for an exit, but you couldn’t find a way out. There's no way you’d be able to outrun the three very large male alphas.

Probably the worst part is that more alphas are turning their head toward you, taking notice of your lavender honey and rain scent that slowly began turning to a sour swamp. You dared to hope that change would ward off the three cornering you, but they’d already got a whiff of you. Several distressed chirps sounded from your chest, voicing your discomfort, and you glared pointedly at the three alphas as they edged closer to you.

You hate when this happened. Why’d you have to be cursed like this? Your growls only grew, baring your little omega fangs. There’s no way in hell you’d let some stranger scent you, let alone one of these creeps. They wouldn’t take the damn hint and just crept closer to you, calling out to the ‘pretty little omega’ to ‘come have some fun’.

You’re scared now, the involuntary chirps in your chest coming more frequently. None of the other alphas or betas on the street were big enough to face the three, making you a sitting duck and a ragdoll if they wanted you to be. Your claws are small, nowhere near ideal for this situation, but you’d use them if you needed to. With a final low defiant growl you dropped your bag against the wall behind you and readied yourself for a fight.

Suddenly a large body dropped in front of you, his back to you. His scent alone hit you like a freight train, orange zest, mint, tree bark and something earthy. It had your head spinning, nearly sending you into an early heat. He growled, low and powerful, the sound rattling in your chest and making you sink further into the wall behind you. The other three alpha’s scents together were still overpowered by the new alpha before you, and they vanished faster than they appeared.

He turned around and stepped away from you, giving you space to breathe. He kneeled down enough so he was eye level with you, his hands reaching out clearly in an attempt to comfort you, but kept from touching you.

“Are you okay?” The question barely registered, still delirious from his scent, and you’re having a hard time recovering. Large hands grip your shoulders and shake you lightly, your mind beginning to clear with the soothing pheromones he’s releasing.

“Omega.” The command snapped you to attention, your gaze fixated on his own dark irises.

“Are you okay, omega?” You blink, swallow down the lump in your throat, take a deep breath.

“Yeah...I’m okay. Thank you, alpha.” But you’re not quite okay. You need to get home. Fast. The alpha seemed to catch on, probably by your scent that still hadn’t returned to normal. He stands and slips off his jacket, draping it over your shoulders and wrapping you in his scent. It’s a comforting gesture.

“Let’s get you home.” With a nod you set off, the man walking next to you with a strong, warm hand on the middle of your back.

“What’s your name?” You introduce yourself, and he does the same. His name is Sero Hanta, and now that you’re calm again, you take in just how handsome he is.

Raven hair is pulled back into a small bun, showing off his undercut and strong, sharp jawline. Onyx eyes shine with kindness and playful mischief, and a beaming grin reveals pearly white teeth. He’s incredibly toned, his muscles calmly rippling under the t-shirt that stretched over his chest. You vaguely noticed the strange shape of his elbows, but disregarded it as his quirk. The omega in you is howling, begging for this alpha, his scent invading your senses. But you suppress it quickly, reminding yourself you’d only just met this man.

As you reach your apartment you exchange phone numbers, and he tells you to keep the jacket and use it when you go out to ward off any unwanted attention. You thank him again for helping you earlier, and he waves to you as he walks down the hall and enters the elevator, the doors closing in front of his handsome smiling face.

Despite meeting him only ten minutes earlier your instincts trust the alpha, and you hold the jacket close to your face, breathing in his scent. It’s wonderful, and your inner omega is in love. You find yourself wondering when you’d see him again.

The next few days are riddled with work and calls to your doctor about the strength of your suppressants. You work from home as a secretary for a small company. It’s a miracle you’d found it, too. Nobody wants an omega, let alone a potent one. It’s an alpha’s world, you guess. When this job opening popped up you were ecstatic, so you took it and have been working from home with decent pay for the last five years.

The calls to your doctor were not going as smoothly as your job, though. You leave a message every four hours until she finally calls you back. She was concerned since the suppressants she’d prescribed are the strongest out there, and if your scent was overpowering them they were either defective or your scent glands were overproducing. It wasn’t an immediate threat to your health, it only meant you’d be drawing more attention than you wanted to. Still, it’s annoying and makes life so much harder than it needs to be.

After she prescribed twice the amount, she said she’d look over your tests from the latest visit before she hung up the phone. You groaned once the call ended. You seriously needed a break from your second gender. Taking the prescribed double dose of suppressants, you got ready to go out to the corner cafe to read and drink coffee. Hopefully the new amount will keep steady. You really don’t want to deal with any more aggressive alphas this week. For good measure you pull on Sero’s jacket, allowing his scent to cover you, then grab your keys, phone, wallet and a book and begin the walk.

When you arrive at the cafe you order a hot mocha, curl into the small corner booth and crack open the book. You got lost in the ink and your mind floated along the adventure, putting yourself in the shoes of the main character and leading the mission to take down the corrupt queen who’d framed you for killing the prince of a neighboring kingdom. You were ripped from the fantasy world when a bright, enthusiastic blonde came up and tapped you on the shoulder, making you jump. His smile was as bright as his hair.

“Sorry to scare you cutie, but I couldn’t help but notice that jacket of yours smells an awful lot like my friend Sero!” You smile softly at the blonde.

“Well if we’re talking about the same Sero Hanta, then your nose would be correct. This is his jacket.” His eyes widen as he nods.

“Oh my gosh you must be the omega he keeps talk-” The blonde’s words became muffled by a large hand. A hand that belonged to the very man you were talking about. Sero smiles apologetically down at you as he shoves the blonde back to where you assume they’re sitting.

“Sorry about Kami, he’s… extroverted.” You smile back at him, mostly because you’re happy to see him again.

“It’s no problem at all. He recognized your scent on me.” He looked down and only then realized you’re wearing his jacket, and he beams at you. Then he takes a glance at the booth you’re sitting all alone at, his smile falling just a bit.

“Do you wanna come sit with us?” You take a moment to think about the offer, then agree with a nod. Your omega couldn’t pass up more time with him.

As you approach the booth you notice there are more people with Sero than you anticipated. There were four other people sitting there. Sero introduced all of them from left to right. Bakugo Katsuki, Kirishima Eijiro, Ashido Mina, and the happy blonde from earlier is Kaminari Denki. You introduce yourself and when Sero slid into the booth, you followed after him.

These five are a tight pack, and you learn they all met in high school. Bakugo’s brash personality made you wary at first, but it didn’t take long to realize he’s just like that with everyone. He makes a bit of a snippy remark, which you easily counter, and he smirks while the rest smile or snicker. It would seem they like you.

You can’t tell what their second genders are, and you mentally kick yourself for even wondering in the first place. Their genders are none of your concern, but you can’t blame yourself when you’re constantly alert because of your own stupid second gender. As it turns out, you don’t need to wait very long to find out.

This time you smell your own scent as it permeates the air around you. You swear under your breath at the stupid suppressants that obviously can’t so their job, and the others snap their gazes to you. You sigh.

“Yeah, that scent is me. My suppressants flaked again. Sorry about that.” They all nodded, seemingly understanding. Sero must have told them about the other day. Of course, it would soon repeat. It didn’t take long for an alpha to take notice of your scent. The man -- why is it always the largest males??? -- strides up to the booth with a cocksure grin and leans down to inhale your scent. You duck away from him, into Sero, and let out an albeit small warning growl that was drowned in Sero and Kirishima’s. He ignored them all the same.

“Hey there little omega, you smell real nice. You wanna come hang with me instead? We can have some fun together with my buddies, what do you say?” The others stayed quiet. They’re going to let you defend yourself before they do anything in case they end up escalating the situation. You turn your head and lift your shoulder, hiding your scent gland.

“I’m not interested, thank you. Please leave me alone.” You hoped to whatever deity watched over you that the man would leave. Before anyone could react the alpha grabbed your wrist in a vice grip, yanking you roughly from your seat. You chirp, your scent turning sour and the entire pack abruptly stands, baring their fangs at the man. It barely registered in your head that Kirishima and Bakugo are alphas, Mina is a beta, and Kaminari is an omega, their fangs giving them away.

The man tightens his grip on your wrist and you cry out, your bones creaking under the pressure. With no other options you did the one thing that would get him to let go, and sank your fangs into his wrist. You jump back into Sero, who wraps an arm around you protectively.

“You bit me, you bitch!” He raises an arm, clearly about to try and hit you, but a large hand grabs his wrist. Surprisingly enough it’s Bakugo, and his growl is laced into his words.

“Leave now, or you lose a hand.” Sero speaks up from above you.

“You might wanna listen, amigo. That’s Dynamight.” The alpha rips his arm from Bakugo’s hold and looks down at you, and you growl at him as he scoffs and walks away, apparently not ready to fight the #2 pro hero over an omega.

You all sit back down and you pull up the sleeve of the jacket to inspect the already forming bruise on your wrist. Your nose wrinkles with a half-angry half-pained snarl. Tenderly, Sero takes your wrist and lightly squeezes the sides of your forearm, against your bones, and your lack of reaction tells him nothing’s broken. Still, he growls at the offending bruise.

“I’m gonna kill him.” You shake your head and put a hand over his.

“It’s not worth it Sero. He’s probably long gone.” You turn to the rest of the pack.

“Thank you for protecting me.” Kirishima is the first to speak.

“Of course! That dude was a jerk. I just hope he doesn’t go around doing that to other omegas.” Bakugo, surprisingly, spoke next.

“Obviously we’d protect you. You’re a potent omega and quirkless, so you attract unwanted attention without even knowing or wanting to. Besides, if you’re gonna be Sero’s omega there’s no way in hell we’d let some extra handle you like that.” The implications make your face burn, and Kirishima smacks the blonde’s arm with a ‘Don’t just say that kind of thing, Katsuki.’

After an hour or two of talking, and shockingly no other aggressive alphas, they all walk you home to your apartment. Sero wanted to check on your wrist again, so you invited them all in, but they all had something else to do, so you were left alone with Sero. The fact that the one alpha you desperately wanted to be around is alone with you in your apartment is both great and terrible. Thankfully, you have self-control and his own suppressants are working perfectly fine.

He inspected the darkening bruise on your wrist, his large hands gripping your arm tenderly and turning it gently as he prods at the skin. It doesn’t hurt too bad, so you assure him you’ll be perfectly fine. Eventually he leaves with a hug and you sigh once the door is closed, relieved that you were able to keep your omega at bay and your hands to yourself.

A couple days later you get a text from him and the two of you text often, asking how each other’s day went, if anything interesting had happened. You didn’t leave your apartment unless you needed to, since your suppressants clearly weren’t working, so you made sure to cut grocery trips short and keep away from any alphas that seemed a bit aggressive. Sero invited you to hang out with the pack at their house, and you obliged.

They lived in a huge house all together. Most of the rooms were sealed so no scents or sounds could go in or out for ruts and heats, and there were several spare rooms that were empty and waiting for more pack members. It was a fun hangout, filled with video games and good conversation, and even better food which Bakugo cooked. Sero had an arm around you whenever he was close, and you definitely didn’t mind. Your suppressants flaked in the middle, again, and Sero insisted he walk you home. With him walking you home there weren’t any alphas trying to get you this time. You ended up going over to hang out with them a lot when you weren’t working, and eventually Sero began to court you.

Obviously, you accepted, and after a few months of dating and scenting, your overactive scent glands seemed to mellow out, Sero’s scent mixing with it. Your suppressants are lasting much longer now, which is a good sign. Now that you’re Sero’s omega, he often helped you with your heats and you’d help him with his ruts, and he was strong-willed enough that he hadn’t marked or knotted you in the middle of things.

About a year and a half into the relationship you realize you really love him. Sure you had arguments, but everything was settled through calmed discussions over coffee or tea, and you came to understand each other well enough that arguments became few and far between.

You’re happy with Sero, so when your heat came around early and he was there to help, you were going to let him know just how much you loved him.

You texted him once you felt it starting. He was there within half an hour, and you pounced on him once the font door closed, smothering him in hot, wet kisses, eager to feel him inside you. He carries you to the bedroom, and you two are quick in shedding all of your clothes. He lays you on your back with a hand on your throat as he growls into your ear, making a hot shudder roll down your spine.

“Are you ready for me omega?” You whine and nod, your slick already dripping down your folds. You want him so bad it hurts.

“Please alpha, I need your cock.” He growls again, satisfied with your answer, and he presses into you, bottoming out with one firm thrust. You chant his name like a mantra as he set a bruising pace, rutting into you recklessly, wet skin slapping on skin the only other sound beside your whimpers and his growls. His teeth nip at your shoulder, sharp fangs testing your skin and claws digging into the fat of your hips. His cock is so deep, hot swollen tip kissing your cervix with every full-bodied thrust and sending you into a euphoric haze. Your own claws are sinking into his back, leaving little trails of red and blood beading down the lines. It drives him wild every time.

“That’s right, little omega. Mark me up, I’m all yours. Fuck you’re so pretty underneath me like this.” His hands grip behind your knees and press them into your chest, folding you nearly in half as he plows into you further. The angle knocks the breath from your lungs and your eyes roll back. You can feel his knot beginning to swell, feel how his thrusts are getting more controlled and his grip on your thighs tighten from the sheer concentration it’s taking for him not to breed you. You have other plans. Between wheezed breaths you squeak out.

“H-hantaaa~” He slows to a near snail’s pace, grinding his slowly growing cock into your sweet spot, a smirk stretching across his face as you splutter from the sudden change. He’s enjoying making you squirm.

“What is it, sweetness? Tell your alpha what you need.” You pant, chest heaving as much as the position will allow.

“Want your mark, want your knot~ Wanna be bred Hanta! I want your pups!” He stills completely, claws digging into the fat of your thighs with enough force to have drops of blood falling to the sheets beneath you. You’d never said anything like that in the heat of the moment. He can’t have heard you correctly...right?

“Princesa, do you know what you just said?” The seriousness in his tone has you sobering, but even before you knew exactly what you were saying. You nod frantically, wiggling your hips to get him to move again.

“Yes! I know alpha! Please, give me your knot~” His growl makes your bones shake, and with no warning he drops your legs around his waist and leans down so his face is buried in your neck.

“Fuck, I’m gonna trust you with this baby girl. I’ll give you exactly what you want.” His fangs sink into your scent gland just as he picks up his brutal pace, and the euphoria makes you cum hard, your whole body locking up and mouth falling open in a silent scream. He plows into you as you regain your breath, and you bite down on his own scent gland as hard as you can, tearing into his skin with every intention of leaving a pretty scar for the world to see.

His knot swells more, and he’s pushing it into you with every ounce of power he can generate with that gorgeous body of his. With one final snap of his hips he locks his body to yours and cums hard, ropes of hot seed filling you to the brim. He collapses on top of you and laps at the wound on your neck and you do the same. After a few minutes he leans back and cups your face in his hand, gazing down at you like you hung the moon and the stars.

“Are you alright?” You nod, nuzzling into his palm.

“I’m sorry. I was gonna talk to you about it, but my heat came early.” He kisses your forehead gently, brushing the strands of hair from your face.

“It’s okay, pretty thing. I trust you know what you’re getting yourself into.” You giggle and wrap your arms around him.

“Of course I do. I love you, Hanta.”

“I love you too.” You lay there, tangled in each other’s arms until his knot goes down. You whine at the loss when his cock slips out of you, clawing at him to come back because you’re still in heat. His hand gently wraps around your neck, a low chuckle on his lips.

“Relax, we’re far from done.” His already hard erection rubs up and down your glistening folds, barely stimulating your clit, teasing you until tears prick your eyes and you’re beggin him to fuck you again.

“When I’m done you won’t be able to walk for days. I’m gonna breed you so well, You’re gonna look so pretty all big and round with my pups.” He groans at the image he’d conjured in his head and you squeal as he slams his hips into you.

You’re in for a wonderfully long night.

[schmergo]

As you might have gathered from some of the statuses I've posted this past week, I'd been re-watching the 2006 BBC Jane Eyre miniseries in honor of Valentine's Day (no, I will not accept criticisms), and although this is still probably my favorite adaptation of the book, can I just say, CAN WE PLEASE EVER GET A VERSION OF JANE EYRE WHERE BOTH OF THE TWO LEADS ARE NOT CONVENTIONALLY ATTRACTIVE???

The book keeps going on and on about, "Oh, Mr. Rochester is not handsome, he kinda looks like a Sasquatch, but I'm into that, IDK" and "No rich gentleman would ever want to marry me because I'm so plain and unattractive, not even one who looks like a Sasquatch." There are some pretty intense digs at both characters' looks in the book and they kept them in the miniseries without changing them, and it almost felt like I was in an alternate dimension with the same beauty standards as that one Twilight Zone episode. You know the one.

True, Ruth Wilson is a little bit of an unconventional beauty (and, I must say, fantastic in the role), but she's still played Hedda Gabler. Nobody who has EVER played Hedda Gabler can be expected to say lines with a straight face like, "Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am soulless and heartless?" In the scene where she draws contrasting portraits of herself and the hot lady she thinks Rochester wants to marry, it's almost confusing because it's just, like, two lovely portraits of pretty women. It feels like that SNL skit where the hosts are like, "Who wore it better? THEY BOTH LOOK NICE!!!!" Like, yeah, Jane wears ugly gray dresses and severe hairstyles and she doesn't have 'Hollywood' teeth, but she also has a SNAAAATCHED waist, beautiful eyes, and a flawless complexion. She pulls off the no-makeup makeup look in a way that instagram skincare influencers could only dream of. If 2006 Ruth Wilson went back in time to the 1830's, men would have fits of apoplexy falling over each other proposing to her.

So yeah, I would say they made Ruth Wilson, like, "Hollywood homely" for the movie, but Toby Stephens as Mr. Rochester was just... laughable. I don't say that to insult him! It's not his fault he's not ugly! He did a great job! I very much enjoyed his performance and I actually think they styled him perfectly for the role-- which is quite a feat, given that he's got ginger hair and blue eyes in real life, not what you'd expect out of a guy who's the stereotypical dark, brooding type. But OH MY GOSH. Dude has the slightly rugged but still classically symmetrical look of a male model who has a bit of sun damage from spending too much time picking up babes on the beach. If Toby Stephens' version of Rochester is supposed to be ugly, the rest of us are doomed. The rest of us are basically crusty limpets on a dehydrated desolate rock if he's ugly. 

When Jane's having a conversation with him early in the miniseries, she's kinda staring at him, trying to figure him out because he's kind of weird and unpredictable, and he says sarcastically, "Oh, do you think me handsome?" and she blurts out, "No sir." And he's like, "What if I told you I have 20,000 pounds a year? Would I then become handsome?" and she savagely says something along the lines of, "I don't think anything in science would allow that, sir."

My favorite line in the whole darn book is after he's badly injured in a horrible accident near the end (won't spoil what happens for those of you who don't know the ending; I didn't know the ending the first time I read the book and it GOT ME GOOD) and he says, "Am I hideous, Jane?" And she says, "Very, sir. You always were, you know." It's HILARIOUS because it's not at all what you'd expect from someone who's frankly having a very emotional reunion with the person she loves who has experienced a life-altering tragedy. But in the miniseries, it was hilarious in a very different way because... dude looks great. Dashing, even. 

My friend joked that his appearance after getting injured was basically the treatment they gave to Gerard Butler in Phantom of the Opera, but honestly, it was even more pathetic. He had some very faint scarring around one cheek bone/eye socket that I didn't even notice at first and a contact lens that made one pupil look sort of oversized and oblong-shaped, giving him kinda a David Bowie vibe, and he had a bandage wrapped around his hand. If you saw your boyfriend looking like that, you might think he got in a moderate car accident and had a sprained wrist and a bit of a concussion. I'd think that if you already had a very handsome Rochester cast, you wouldn't be afraid he'd be too ugly for the screen if he actually looked seriously injured, but nooooooo.

 Again, not to spoil what injured him, but he was lucky to have escaped with his life. In the book, he had one eye knocked out and was temporarily blinded in the other, and one of his hands was amputated entirely, as well as having some minor burns on his forehead and eyebrows. They could at least have given him an eyepatch instead of just having him squint a little. Oh, and supposedly, his hair was supposed to be really overgrown and unkempt and tangled because nobody was looking after it, and they kept the part in the miniseries where Jane is like, "Oh my gosh, let me comb your hair, it's a mess," but... his hair looked great? Certainly better than mine ever has. 

On a less goofy note, I think Jane Eyre has a bit of a special significance for most of us who grew up feeling like we were too ugly to see ourselves in Disney princess movies or rom-coms or, heck, Jane Austen novels. As messed-up as that book is (I love it, though), it felt like the first time I ever saw a woman who wasn't conventionally attractive actually experience romantic feelings and have them returned. Before I read Jane Eyre, I was only capable of seeing myself in comic relief characters and villains and ugly dude characters whose storylines aren't defined by romance. The first time I read the book, I didn't really 'get it'-- I think I wasn't mature enough yet in 8th grade-- but I remember when I had my first real, serious crush a year or so later, I thought, "I think I'm ready to read Jane Eyre again," and wow, did it pack a punch. 

The book totally nails how it feels to develop feelings for another person for the first time when you never really saw yourself as the type of person who gets into relationships. It also captures how it feels to be drawn to another person and become so fond of and appreciative of their features because they're theirs, even if they don't initially seem to be society's ideal of beauty. (Most young teens are still in an awkward phase and growing into ourselves. Our first romantic interests don't usually look like Hollywood stars, and nor do we.) It felt like there was something real in Jane Eyre that I hadn't yet seen in other books with romance plot lines, even though there are so many wildly improbable and bizarre and awful elements of that story that would and should NEVER happen today.

It would be great to see an adaptation of Jane Eyre that keeps that vibe in mind. We've had a few where Rochester isn't your typical leading man, but it seems like in those cases, they cast an even more than usually beautiful Jane to compensate. It might be a bit of a tough sell to hold a casting call: "ARE YA UGLY BUT STILL HAVE THAT CERTAIN SOMETHING THAT MAKES PEOPLE GO, 'HOOO, THEY'RE NOT MY USUAL TYPE BUT I'M KINDA INTO IT????' Step right up!" But let me tell ya, it sure feels weird to watch a screen adaptation of the only 'ugly people in love' story I'd ever experienced other than DANG SHREK as a young person, at a much more self-confident and mature place with regards to your appearance than you were back then, and be like, "Wow, I'd never even be considered for this role because I'm still too homely to play the homely romantic lead!"

[tteokdoroki]

hi lovely! i hope you’re doing well<3 i was wondering if i could request (hcs or drabbles? you can choose) for keigo and bakugou going to a hero gala with their s/o? this can be gn for everyone hehe but i’d like to see how they’d react seeing their s/o in formal wear and how’d they go about acting at the gala. (if you throw in a lil nsfw in there i’ll love you forever hehe) thank you!

 — seeing their s/o in formal wear for the first time !

⇝ pairing(s): keigo takami, katsuki. bakugou x gn!reader

⇝ rating: mature, 18+.

⇝ genre: smut, fluff.

⇝ warning(s): please read !  unprotected sex ( please wear protection ), public sex, oral sex ( reader receiving ), handjobs, marking.

⇝ author’s note(s): ello ello, i’m back with some requests once again, i decided to switch this one up a little bit and include a slight scenario for each character, please let me know if you liked it, nsfw below the cut <3

⇝ masterlist | requests

you probs haven’t been dating very long when keigo asks you on a date to the upcoming hero gala

you’re also a civilian so he’s worried it might not be your scene !!

he’s over the moon when you say yes and is pressing a bunch of kissies to your face.

gives you his bad boy black credit card and tells you to buy whatever you fancy; it just has to be formal wear !!

i see you not being very comfy with idea of using his card to buy yourself something expensive since you’re only just dating

but he waves his hand and says “only the best for my baby bird.”

probably sends his assistant to make sure you’re not worried about the price tag.

on the night when he sees you his draw DROPS

because damn, you look so good in that cute little outfit you got.

it compliments you so well and you look absolutely ravishing.

cant stop looking at you the whole night.

will probably be handsy the whole time, slipping under fabric of your expensive new clothes.

keigo steals you away from a chat with endeavour to slow dance with you during the gala.

“damn baby bird, if i’d have known you were gonna look this good in formal wear, we’d never have left the apartment.”

you whimper into his ear and keigo knows he’s done for.

don’t even make it home, he just pulls you into the closest bathroom and forces you over the sinks.

“k-keigo, anyone could walk in and see—“

“see? oh baby, i bet you want them to see how much of a mess i’m going to make you.”

barley holds back as he gives you his cock, it’s so loud that literally e v e r y o n e can hear you from outside.

when you stumble out both of you a visibly messy from your activities.

you take your leave and barley make it to the car before keigo’s hands are on you again.

⇝ scenario:

if anyone were to walk into the bathroom right now, you’d surely be fucked. million dollar outfit a mess on the floor, hair strewn about and number two pro hero between your legs.

keigo groans as your free hand curls in the sea of his messy blonde hair, forcefully tugging his head up to yours before you press a sloppy kiss to his glistening lips. you whimper at the taste of yourself on his tongue. “k-keigo,” you whimper, legs begging to shudder as his free hand roams your nether regions, stimulating you until you’re seeing new colours behind closes eyelids and your body is trembling against the bathroom counter. “p-please—“

“please what angel? don’t hear you using your words.”

you curl in on yourself, feeling the knot in your tummy tighten as if it’s about to unravel— your eyes snap open to meet a pair of dilated golden ones, making you moan so loud that you clamp down on your bottom lip to keep the sounds in. “gonna cum, don’t wanna be to—to loud, people could hear...”

your boyfriend chuckles darkly from above you, mouth falling open to mock your moans while the slick sounds of your sex flicker between you. “ohoho baby bird, don’t worry about that and let them know how good i’m making you feel.”

you’ve been dating for a year or two at this point but bakugous really private so he’s never taken you to the gala.

when the next one rolls around you decide to ask him why he’s never asked you to go

katsuki just shrugs and says he “didn’t think you’d like all the lights and shitty cameras.”

nonetheless he invites you this time and you happily agree but pout upon realising you don’t have anything appropriate to wear.

you’re both pretty new to the pro hero thing but i think katsuki would be higher ranked and thus earn more bc he’s on track to be number one.

so you’re sitting there like >:(

and bakugou flicks your forehead and rolls his eyes.

“don’t pout dumbass, just use my card and get yourself something nice.”

you don’t hesitate, bouncing to the nearest mall the next day to get yourself something off the charts.

you end up running a little late to the gala so arrive separately from bakugou but when he sees you ...

gosh !!,£/&/

a tiny explosion sets off in his palm from how gorgeous you are

his hands are probably sweaty for the rest of the night.

he keeps checking you out from across the room, staring at you while he sips on champagne...

you only catch him because he keeps letting off tiny explosions by accident !!

you’re probably the one to initiate any teasing that night, slipping your hand down his breaches at the dinner table.

he doesn’t flinch but sends you a warning glare.

probably let’s out a strangled moan when you start palming him for real.

“fuck, yn...”

“what was that kacchan?”

“mind your fuckin’...fuckin’ business, damn nerd. we’re going home.”

yanks you from the table and heads straight for the car.

you both don’t say anything in the car home but as soon as you’re past the front door bakugou is ravaging you like his last meal

teeth, tongue, love bites !! you name it !!

“you think you can get away with teasing me like that? well you’re in for a long fuckin’ night sweetheart.”

oop , you can’t walk for days after that.

⇝ scenario:

“how do you like me now, sweetheart? not so confident— ah fuck, are you?”

bakugou mocks you, forcing you up the wall with every thrust inside of your tight heat. you’d barely made it into the house before your boyfriend pounced, lips on your neck on your lips and your sex. the guy was relentless; tearing right through your formal wear with no regrets, what was left of your outfit remained bunched at your hips— katsuki using the fabric to pull you back onto his hard cock.

tears threaten to spill from the corners of your eyes, nails scratching their way down the walls as your boyfriend lands a harsh spank to your ass— the pain sending shivers down your spine. “not gonna answer me brat?” he spits; finger tips singing little marks into the skin of your hips. “where’s all that mouth you had earlier? when your hands were down my fuckin’ pants in front of all those people.”

“k-katsuki!”

the blonde pulls you back by your hair, blood red eyes staring right into yours as the pace of his hips speed up; forcing his red hot length further into your walls. “that’s what i thought. now sit there and take my cock. that’ll teach you to misbehave again.”

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Zacaraya opened his mouth to speak, and Epel was ready to fiercely insist that he was not going to open it for him. He didn't care what he said, he... he...

Was it just him, or did the air around them change suddenly?

He was really expecting Zacaraya to give him some push back, to threaten him or dangle it over his head, to ask him why he wanted to keep it a secret so bad. But instead he... just stared at him. He didn't say anything. Somehow this was more unnerving. Like when Vil was really angry at him, so angry that he was past yelling.

Epel caught a glimpse of the lion beastman's shiny sharp teeth. In the glow of the fire, he wondered what those would feel like in his neck. Probably worse than his own human teeth, flat and dull in comparison.

He could feel the arm falling across his back, and watched as Zacaraya reached down and grabbed his bag. Epel stayed still, not wanting to make any sudden movements and disrupt... this. He still didn't know what was going on, exactly, but the moment felt fragile.

Zacaraya placed the bag on his lap and shifted away from him, finally giving Epel some space, leaning back with his eyes closed. He was really hard to read at that moment. Epel didn't know what he was thinking, or why the sudden change in attitude. But Zacaraya had motioned for Epel to open the bag, so he did.

His hands immediately went to the bag. His bag. With the box poking out.

He held it close to his chest, curling in on himself as he held it tight, a wave of relief and joy washing over him. He could finally breathe. A few tears welled up in his eyes and spilled over, though he was smiling, a surprised laugh bubbling out of him. Great seven. He could finally breathe. The panic he had felt ever since he had realized he had lost it was gone now; the fear that had shaken him at the thought of someone finding it, at the thought of having to show Zacaraya-- it all melted away, replaced by a feeling of safety, and a determination to never lose this again.

Gosh, if he had known it was this close the entire time, just right inside Zacaraya's bag-- well, he wasn't gonna jump to taking it and running first, but if talking to Zacaraya hadn't gone well, he would have had the option.

He didn't need the option, though. Zacaraya just... gave it to him. Just like that. Epel sat up and looked at Zacaraya. Epel thought it was really out of character for him, but... he had only had the one interaction with Zacaraya, hadn't he. Maybe he had just caught Zacaraya on a bad day, back then. Even though he was being a jerk, he did carry Epel down that time. Maybe... maybe Zacaraya wasn't so bad?

Still holding the bagged box close to his chest, he ran his fingers over the clumsy stitching like he had a million times. "Thank you" he smiled up at Zacaraya. An unsure smile, but a grateful one nonetheless.

He wiped at his face, "What's the art project? I'm better at 3D stuff, but I can draw and paint a little too" of course, he fully intended to complete the project, as agreed upon.

Epel wanted to knock that smug smirk off Zacaraya's stupid face. He bit his lip, and he tried to think of cooling things...

"Me? Want something? I would never ask you for anything, little guppy, just for returning a prized possession to it's rightful owner." Epel's fists clenched. He wanted to shout that he was not a 'little guppy', but he kept his cool. Just barely, he kept his cool. It was getting harder and harder for him to stay calm, though. "However, since you insist..."

Zacaraya shifted, and suddenly he was looming over Epel. An arm reached out, and Epel leaned away, but the arm closed in to wrap around his shoulders anyways. His entire body stiffened up, clearly uncomfortable with their proximity, but of course Zacaraya didn't seem to care. It just made Epel madder.

"I'm not too good with art, and rumour has it that you're good with your hands. Do my art project for me, and I will happily give you your precious box back," fine. Fucking fine. He'd do the stupid project, just as long as-- "once you show me what's inside, that is."

"No." Epel said immediately.

"I'll do the project, but I'm not showing you what's inside" his still stiff body was trembling-- though a newcomer may have mistaken it for fear, Zacaraya might have had a better understanding of the fact that it was anger.

Well, maybe it was just the tiniest bit of both.

Though his body trembled, his face remained defiant, eyes not giving an inch. He was not showing him what was inside the box. If he did... he'd never live it down. And he didn't wanna give Zacaraya the satisfaction.