#i might show my char at some point

[arsuf]

Anyone who thought Horizon Zero Dawn (2017) animations were bad but thinks DA Veilguard (2024) are good owes me 100 bucks

[smittyw]

oc asks....... i know razz has evolved but do you still have your other fangan ocs......

absolutely i do & theyve evolved the same way :-)

the main change besides the context theyre in now is that i shifted focus really drastically. fred and noemi and kita are all still here and theyre at the forefront now; its less clear bc they werent as developed back then, but even Q and molly were meant to be in the old story (in the reserve course & working for the foundation respectively lol) so they existed and evolved since then too

unfortunately i did scrap two of my former main ocs, maddy and amari, for everything except incidental roles in the au i still kick around with vanpires and shit. that decision was solely bc i was uncomfortable w them being direct self inserts; they were the first of the cast i made bc they were literally sonas for myself and my friend who got me into dr ^_^.. and as a result the 'main' group with ross (formerly russel i changed his name for fun) and alex got super destabilized. and i had to rethink where to fit them into the plot and social circles, which worked fine with ross but not so much for alex bc i literally dont know what to do w that guy

if ur curious abt anyone else in particular i can give a rundown of their current whereabouts & any changes that have been made 🤓☝️

[badgertracksart]

Portfolio advice, from a lead who hires Concept Artists

(This was originally a twitter thread I wrote before the site self imolated, hense it's strange structure.) I wrote this after a weekend of portfolio reviews - 1. Like a maths exam, please please show your working. I want to see thumbs options, mid options and of course a final design.

2. Arrange your portfolio, I don't want to bounce about between subject matter and pipeline. Your portfolio's narrative should be as strong as your work... 3. Please make worlds that excite the viewer, make them want to go in and explore them, explain to them the interesting parts of the town, or the way the character's hat unfolds. How will this draw the viewer in? 4. As I've said before the majority of your project work is explanatory not mood, make sure your portfolio contains explanatory work. Explained here -

5. A lot of beautiful post apocolyptic paintings, , but 80% of realistic games and film, we just give the environment artists photo ref, they are capable artists in their own right. Different work in stylised where you do need to create rules for how things can be translated. 6. Production art contains call out sheets, material references and flat graphics. This doesn't have to be your final image, but it should support it.

7. Design characters on a swatch(es) of the environment they will be viewed in. Not on white. I make swatch backgrounds from screenshots, it avoids assumptions that damage readability. 8. Reverse of this, put people in your environments, show me the scale.

9. It's not a deal breaker for a review, but if you intend to get a job, please show me your work on a screen larger than a smartphone (print outs probably the cheapest option with the best battery life). 10. Please have your contact details clearly visible, and by that I mean email address, I will not pass your social media contact on, I cannot input your form into my tracking system. EMAIL ADDRESS emblazoned and bake it in, sometimes recruiters do funky stuff to pdfs

11. Your portfolio will never feel done, not to you anyway. You will have learnt from your latest pieces and want to apply it to older work. But we know art is a journey. Send your portfolio anyway. I've been in the industry 10+ years and my portfolio is still not 'finished'. 12. If you are applying to an environment centric Concept Art position then please vary your times of day! Golden hour is cool but show me some happy sunny days, looming overcast days, what about at night? Vary your weather too! Sunny snowy day? Rainy Spring day? Stormy night?

13. If you are applying for a character centric Concept Art role then please ensure your portfolio shows a variety of body types and ethnicities. 14. Designing characters for games? Please show back views and feet (!) Many potfolios contain only front views. This is a problem because:

You haven't shown you are considering the design from all angles.

In many games rear view is the main view.

Stop cropping feet.

15. If you are entry / graduating and looking at Portfolios to compare content and standard of yr own work too, look at hired grad/junior artists as opposed to seniors Seniors and leads often have old or personal work in their portfolio which isnt representative of the day job. 16a. Show clearly the intended use case for your Concept Art. Mention the game type in the description. Are these player character designs for a 3rd person adventure game? Then more back views please. Bonus points for diagetic ways of showing health / equipment / role etc.

16b. Are these designs for an FPS? Then really the player view of the gun needs to sell the player style/ choices, in an FPS your weapons are almost your character. Are these world designs? What's the view distance? For an RTS your shapes need to read from above & a distance. 16c. The lack of clarification means I am judging the design in isolation, which both harms the design (you might be considering the backview of a char as the main adventure character.) Or an NPC, their waist up expressions may be important for conveying exposition and mechanics.

16d. Concept art is not separate from gameplay, great concept art serves the game team before it is a good illustration.

17. Play games. A variety of games. Think about them. IMO to be a good concept artist you need to understand the common language & references used by your peers. Also understand the principles and common language your audience are used to. FPS design rules are v.diff from RTS.

18. There are many skills that are needed in concept art, please show them. For example: Graphic design - logos, liveries, typographic use etc. VFX concepts - Abilities, Ambience, motion concepts. Architectural knowledge - How buildings are built! & more but I'm out of space :O

[jyoongim]

A Deal With God

Themes: fem!reader, Morningstar!reader, Angst, mention of character death, secrets, religious themeAlastor being Alastor, fluff, slight smut, deal-making,  soul possession, Lilith a shitty mother/wife/sister, established relationship, difficult family dynamic, there’s a trope in here I just don’t know what to call it?

Chapter 1

chapter 2

You had ordered Niffty that some rooms needed to be spruced up and took the liberty to tidy up the lobby yourself.

You hummed to the sound of the song playing on the radio as you neatly stacked whatever plans Charlie was coming up with in the night.

Charlie.

Your heart ached for the Princess.

After Lilith left, the Princess had founded a hotel to help redeem the souls of the damned.

You were unsure of her plan, but you could never deny her.

damn those puppy eyes.

So here you were, seven years later, helping your niece with her wild endeavor.

But you weren’t alone; 

“Aaahh just the doll I wanted to see!” A radio-like voice chirped.

Alastor.

You smiled in greeting to the lanky demon.

Alastor, the famed and fearsome Radio Demon.

You were a bit skeptical when he showed up at your door, but when he offered to help Charlie you took him in.

Who were you to say no to help? You needed the extra hands.

”Hello Al, did you need something?” The tall demon smiled down at you as he shook his head.

”Nooo just thought I would check in. How’s Charlie’s new plan along?” You laughed “ooh their a coming thats for sure” nodding towards the board she had made the other night.

An idea popped into your head “Why don’t you make a commercial Al ” He went to make a comment, but you interrupted him “A proper commercial. The sinners need to know the benefits of the hotel and that there is hope”

you waltz up to him, a soft smile on your as you batted your eyes at him ”pretty please?” You wrapped your arms around him, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

He hummed, seeming to mull over the thought, chuckling

”fine fine”

You grinned “Thank you”

He whistled as he walked out the room, you smiled after him, getting back to your task.

Your phone ringed and you answered without seeing who called. “Hello?”

A nervous laugh responded “Heeeyyy bitch”

Lucifer.

You rolled your eyes “Hello to you too Luci ”

He groaned at the nickname.

”Ugghh so hows things been….” He wanted something.

“Whaaaaat? N-Nothing what makes you think I want something?” 

he couldn’t see your face, but you were making a pointed face.

”Okay okay its just- hows-hows Charlie?” He asked.

You frowned “Charlie is fine, through it wouldn’t hurt if you came by and saw your daughter Luci”

You hadn’t forgave him for setting Charlie up to chat with Heaven months ago when he should have been the one to settle things between them.

Charlie might have a optimistic view of the world, but she lacked experience. You should have been the one to be at that meeting.

But nevertheless.

”I-I don’t know about that…” he trailed off. But you were quick to fix that avoidant nature of his.

”Come to the hotel. Come see what your daughter is trying to do. No one would take this seriously if the King doesn’t approve himself. If not that, just come see your daughter Luci, she needs more than just me around” you felt bad for guilting him but this had to be done.

Charlie was growing into an excellent leader, you were sure she would make a great queen one day.

”so you’ll be here tomorrow? Great see you then. And don’t forget…I can see you so don’t make me drag your ass here tata”

———————————————————————————————

Charlie had gathered everyone to the lobby to come up with ways to recruit sinners to the hotel.

 Charlie was nothing if a perfectionist and always took on more than she could chew.

”Hey babe maybe its time to use some of that royal privilege” Vaggie suggested, she gave a quick look in your direction, making Charlie shake her head feverishly

”no no no my auntie has already done so much! I can’t ask her to do anything else”

You smiled, but chimed in to support Vaggie “She’s right Charlie.” Your niece gawked at you.

You approached her, slipping a arm around her shoulder in comfort “Now I know it’s been rough and weird between you and your father buuuuuuut I took the liberty in inviting him here” she groaned “what? Noooooooo” you shushed her whining

“Now now you’ll get to show him that what you’ve been doing is good for the kingdom. That your heart’s in the right place. He’ll help I promise”

Charlie rested her head on your shoulder, groaning in defeat

”w-when will he be here?”

”Oh in a hour”

”WHAT?!”

———————————————————————————————-

“OH Charlie its so good to see you!” Lucifer exclaimed pulling his daughter into a tight hug.

You smiled, giggling as Charlie choked out a response to her father. You pulled him away from her, giving him a hug

”Nice to see you too Luci” the King blushed and looked around.

”sooooo this is what you two have been up to? It sure got some….character ” he said nervously.

“Well we had some help” you gestured to Alastor. Lucifer eyes narrowed slightly “uuuhhh hhhuuuhh suuurre and who might you be?” Alastor eye twitched before quickly shaking his hand “Alastor! Pleasure to meet you sir… I must say you are…much unimpressive than what I imagined” he mused, causing the man to deadpan.

You cleared your throat “Alastor here has been a tremendous help with the hotel. I don’t know what we would have done without him” you praised.

Lucifer growled as Alastor wrapped an arm around your waist pulling you into his side.

Alastor sneered at the monarch “Aaah yes what creative ladies I have here. I am HAPPY to fulfill any wish they desire” he grinned down at you, giving you a slight squeeze.

”hmmmm sister dear why don’t you show me around” he whacked Alastor’s hand with his cane and pulled your arm away from him with a tight smile.

Charlie and Alastor followed the two of you as you gave a quick briefing of the hotel, letting Charlie take over and show her dad around.

You sighed happily, it was nice to see Charlie interact with her dad. You hoped that he would see the big picture and offer her some guidance and support.

You leaned your head against Alastor’s shoulder, turning to return to the lobby

”Let’s leave those two to catch up shall we?”

He huffed but followed you anyway.

———————————————————————————-

“Well it is a very good plan b-but I don’t know Charlie” Lucifer sighed. Charlie’s face dropped. “Daaad this is the only way to prove to Heaven that sinners deserve a second chance”

Lucifer looked away from his daughter “Charlie you don’t understand-” she huffed,frustrated “what don’t I understand?  That my own father don’t believe in me? If Auntie can why can’t you?” She was holding back tears.

You were on the fence at first too, but you were willing to help her out. You supported her crazy ideas and even encouraged that she gave it her all. 

Yes it might have been far fetched,  but you believed that Charlie could do what Lucifer could not.

”Heaven wont listen to you Charlie! They didn’t listen to me. What makes you think you can change their minds?” 

You knew it was a tough question.

Charlie didn’t know the hardship of how Heaven operated.

How much Lucifer had spent centuries trying to convince them that humanity was capable of doing amazing things.

Hell, if sinners had mortal souls why couldn’t they change after death?

But you knew. Heaven was convinced that the rules were black and white. Hell was made to punish the most severe sinners.

of course this is flawed for several reasons

Hell was a punishment to all who fell.

Lucifer knew this.

But why couldn’t things change?

Charlie turned to you, a look of frustration and sadness on her face. You intervened. “Luci just one meeting. One meeting with Heaven so Charlie can at least try. I know you can’t see that things could change, but think about the possibility. Why should a sinner be damned if there’s a second chance? Heaven shouldn’t be able to decide what a person’s soul is capable of”

Lucifer sighed.

You always had a way of making him see possibilities in things.

If you believed in Charlie, then that must have meant…

”what are the odds in this succeeding” he asked you

You blinked. 

You knew what he was asking.

Your sight of everything was always nearly right.

”Theres a few bumps to sort out, but it’ll be fine” you said.

he grimaced.

”Ill even go to Heaven with her” you offered.

Charlie was going to need all the backup she needed up there.

Angels could be a piece of work.

Lucifer sighed, before turning to his daughter “Fine. One meeting-” Charlie launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around his small frame and she jumped around

”thank you thank you thank you!”

He smiled, returning her hug.

Charlie ran off to find Vaggie and tell her while you watched Lucifer.

”It wont stop anything” he said as you ushered him into the office.

You hummed, pouring a cup of tea as you looked out the window into the city on the horizon.

”You don’t know that” you whispered.

Silence filled the air between the two of you.

”H-have you…you know” he started to say nervously

You turned to him, seeing him fiddle with his wedding ring.

Your stomach curled.

”what” you growled out unintentionally 

he swallowed “Have you seen Lilith?”

You stilled. Your wrist burned in warning

promise me

”I can’t tell you that” you said curtly.

Lucifer glared at you “you’ve been saying that for years!”

”and you always get the same response” you said back

He stood up and angrily approached you.

”Have you no shame? I know you. You can’t lie to me!” He was starting to raise his voice

”Luci calm dow-” 

“NO! You can see everything! Everything and everyone! so tell me sister have you seen my wife…have you seen Lilith?!”

he was grabbing your arms, shaking.

You hated the look of despair on his face, hoping that you would at least tell him something.

But your wrist burned at his question, and your anger of being put in such a predicament got the better of you.

You hissed at him “No.” you held his glare, before he sighed letting you go. He ran a hand through his hair, backing away from you “Im sorry i-i didn’t mean that”

You clicked your tongue at him sighing

”Oh Luci…” you cupped his cheek, you couldn’t tell him where she was, no Lilith made sure of that,but you could show what you’ve seen.

Lucifer’s eyes widened as flashes of his wife appeared in his mind. He didn’t know where she was,but she seemed…happy.

”I know you worry about Charlie but I will never let anything happen to her. Heaven can act all high and mighty, but surely someone up there will see reason” you said to him, breaking him out of his trance.

He shook his head slightly, giving you a soft smile, nodding.

“Sooooo you and that bellhop…” he wiggled his eyebrows at you teasingly. You tensed, looking away embarrassed. He laughed “Oh? Shy? Not you” you glared at him, folding your arms across your chest in defense “w-what? Theres nothing wrong with me trying to pursue someone” you grumbled. Lucifer smiled. It was cute at how flush you were. 

You were always the serious one.

Never really doing things for yourself.

You always held duty and responsibility above all things.

So seeing you blush over some tacky, old times fuck  guy was refreshing.

So he teased “Oooh no the Queen can do anything or anyone she likes”

You growled at him, making him laugh harder as he gave you a hug and bid you goodbye as he teleported, leaving you with your thoughts.

“Well that was interesting” you whipped around to see Alastor walking from the shadows.

You laughed nervously, “Alastor! I didn’t hear you come in…how muuuch of that did you hear?”

He smiled down at you, tilting his head “ooooh nothing I wont repeat my dear” he tapped your nose.

He rested a hand on your lower back to escort you to your room like a proper gentleman.

He kissed you goodnight before venturing off to his radio tower. He had to organize some of his thoughts.

Alastor knew you were powerful he admits only that! but he hadn’t expected you to be the Queen of Hell itself.

Yes you were the Princess’s aunt but he just chalked it up to you just having power by blood alone.

The Queen of Hell….hmph. 

Pride swelled in his chest at the thought as well as a wicked smile graced his lips His darling was one of the most powerful in all of Hell that gave him a power trip and a lingering thought

How the fuck were you the Queen? 

Just how powerful were you?

And one last thought before he turned on his broadcast

How could he use that power you wielded?

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[latay7]

hiihii!! could you write either lance/orter/carpaccio/rayne getting slightly jealous because the reader looks like they were bering courted by a guy, but turns out they were asking that guy for advice to help the reader to confess to character,,,thankyou:3

*ੈ✩‧₊˚WHY HELLO HELLOOO!!*ੈ✩‧₊˚

First of all thank you so much for your ask ><♡♡ and i will try my best since this is my first fanfic/headcannon , so i hope you like it ✨️(and i hope i wrote what u wanted bcz i can get a bit dumb)

A misunderstanding..?

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥Char : Lance crown , Orter Madl x fem!reader

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥genre : fluff

Note : reader appearence , prefrence , dorm , is up to ur imagination (wanted to be inclusive TvT) and god is this too long and it took me a while

Note 2 : im sorry this turned out to be bad , it's late at night and idk wtf am i , (english is not my first language btw)

☆ Lance crown

You were an ordinary student at Easton Academy , you had your friends and lived your life , diffrent classes and sessions here and there and tried your best !

Although Easton's Curriculum makes every student busy with a full schedule , you're thankful that you get the time to hang out with your friends...Adler's most famous idiots students!! They were all so nice and fun so you had a lovely time with them.

You enjoy their company to the point where you squeeze your schedule to be with them which had a certain outcome....you developed a big small crush on the blue haired one and only , Lance crown!!(lance stroll lol)

You found his dedication and hard work for the sake of his sister Anna adorable , his love for her might go too much sometimes but- it doesn't matter , it proved how much of a sweetheart he is , which made you live him even more.

And now...you found yourself in a dilemma , how are you gonna confess your feelings to him?? THE Lance crown , who never looks like he seeks love..

You excused yourself with Finn to talk privately

Since he's technically the sanest in the group....

So , here we are in this moment.

You were with Finn outside his dorm behind a close corner ,and Lance noticed your dissappearence for a while so decided to check up on you.

"You see Finn , i've had this thing for a long time now , and it's just unexplainable.."

"Don't worry (Y/N) , I understand , but how can i help you out"

At this moment , you could feel your face heating up a bit , it's natural after all you're talking about a CRUSH.

"So i just wanted to get some advice from you since you guys meet a lot more than i do with him , how should i tell him a-and what if he doesn't like me back ,i mean he doesn't really show any interest in me-" at this point you started to ramble , and to calm you down , Finn held your hands in his as he tries to convince you that it's gonna be alright. Meanwhile...

Lance was watching , but he didn't hear anything...so he just saw how you acted but he didn't want to jump to conclusions.

'Was i too late..?' He can't shake off the stinging feeling in his chest , he was hurt , yet somehow mad or even perhaps...jealous?

After a while

It was after hours so you rushed back to your room after saying goodbye to your friends. And while you try to sneak your way through Easton's halls you see a figure you know , it was....Lance?? What was he doing here?

"Lance...? Why are here?"

"Oh there you are..you see...i wanted to talk.." this was concerning

"Oh...really ?..me too"

"I...."

The next words were DEFENTLY unexpected for you , i mean , sure he was nice towards you but you didn't want to be delusional so this was a shock....

But of course , with the shock comes the joy.

"...and i don't want to make things awkward because i knew you and F- why are smiling like that..."

A sigh leaves your mouth with a slight chuckle....apparently he was an idiot as well , so you decided to take a brave move.

"What are you-"

*kiss*

His shocked flustered expression is to DIE for.

"Just a misunderstanding ehe...." you smile.

☆Orter ( at this point tf am i doing)

As a devine visionary yourself , you have many responsobilites and missions to take , paperwork to do , and meetings to attend.

Thus , after your were finally chosen as the devine visionary yourself because of your hard work , you had to meet up with the other visionaries and work under them , including Orter Madl.

You've tried your best to leave a good impression on them because you were quite nervous , obviously.

You could say you were able to get close to some of the visionaries by being attentive and a fast learner , you were trying your best !

Seemingly except....Orter.

Despite your big efforts in helping him in paperwork , doing good on most of the missions you were went on , being so nice and respectful to him , he seemed like he didn't care , he declined everything.

And it DEFENETLY didn't help with the crush you developed on him. You found him elegant , hardworking , and most defently handsome (im screaming in the bus rn dude) despite him being emotionally constipated. (wtf am i saying)

So you decided to ask for help.

Here you are , in Ryoh Grantz' office , asking him what you should do considering he is married and all.

"Im sorry if this meeting is a nuisance Mr Ryoh but you were the only one i could ask for help.." a drop of sweat as you speak sheepishly.

" oh don't worry about it , you've been helping me out a lot recently so it's only fair if i return the favour , and besides , it is a good opportunity to .....distress" he says in a cheerful tone , he liked you , otherwise you wouldn't have been drinking tea in his office " and just Ryoh is fine ,now tell me , what's wrong?"

You tell him your issue as your embarrasment grows even further , i mean , that's not just ANY matter to speak about , However , you manage to go through the entire thing.

He hums in understanding "i see i see , well i have to agree with you on his emotional constipation , he doesn't even show his brother any emotions either"

Your chest starts to feel heavier as you sweat comically , "but don't worry about it , i mean , if i was to be really honest with you and if we talk in terms of emotions...."

Righ then and there , a certain someone was passing by as he heard only a part of the conversation , he got curious but he couldn't make out...everything...

Only a few words....

Emotions , confessing , feelingsa and...Kaldo??!

What in the.....he knew Ryoh was married and....does that mean he's helping you confess to Kaldo ??

Orter Madl , despite his stoic face and cold ruthless demeanor , had a soft spot for you , he felt somthing for you , he tried to show it by being less mean to you compared to others, and taking some paperwork of yours to finish himself , as well as doing what he can so you take the easiest missions , but it seems like it wasn't that obvious...

He knew you and Kaldo were on good terms but to the point where his thoughts led to thinking...you ? And-

No , he refused to believe it.

"So yes , Kaldo could be someone good to ask since these two are quite together at a lot of times-"

Knock knock , Orter entered the office in the middle of your talk.

"O-oh hi-"

"If you'll excuse me Ryoh , i need to talk to (Y/N)" And Ryoh accepts nevously -because his appearence was very unexpected- and lets you leave.

You and Orter are now walking through the hall of the building because you're following him to god knows where. Until you reach a private area where you two could talk.

"You didn't tell me why are we-"

"What do you have of feelings for Kaldo?"

"Huh"...was the only word that came out of your mouth , Dumbfounded was the least you could think of to describe yourself right now.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me , now answer me , what are the feelings you have for him"

"Wait a min-"

Realization never hit you this hard , so you started laughing as he watches confused , why are you laughing.

"Ok here's the whole thing mister eavsdropper..."

.

.

That ended well , for both parties , Ryoh bless your soul.

[mushimatsu]

choromatsu handwriting post

compiled all of choromatsus handwriting that i could find bc i love him

i realize these were all made by different teams and have different sources (anime/games/webkuji/etc) but there are some similarities between them all and i think its cute. i'll try to make it easier for ppl that cannot read japanese too

(note: some of these may or may not be valid criticisms, im not a native japanese speaker but i got my bachelors in japanese. idk if this means anything to anyone im just pointing out things that im noticing and maybe it will be interesting to you. if you notice anything else interesting feel free to add)

commonalities i noticed:

sometimes will combine multiple character strokes into one (normal thing to do, i've seen some native speakers do this)

with a few exceptions (mt takao for some reason), generally neat handwriting. proper and easy to read. not too big, not too small, not over stylized, but not messy either. very choromatsu

letter in s1e24

very nice handwriting, legible and neat. this is closest to how i think i would picture his handwriting. i know that the staff across different ososan things probably don't care too deeply about keeping minute handwriting details consistent and that's why they're all gonna look different but i like this one best for him.

new years cards in s2e13

very cute, love the stupid drawing of himself. everything very nice and tidy. to me these characters look a much curlier and rounder than the ones in the letter.

for both the letter and the new years cards it looks like he was careful to properly write out all the strokes of the kanji, even for more complicated ones like 緊張 and 就職. we see in mt takao that his handwriting gets a LOT messier. i know the real reason is because it was probably different animators that did his handwriting, but i'm choosing to believe that in canon it's because both of these are more fancy/formal letters addressed to people, whereas the trip guide is just for him and his brothers and doesn't necessarily need to look nice.

also i adore his tendency to add little drawings to things, like this and the mt takao guide he's everything

trip guide from mt. takao s3e8. his handwriting here, for some reason, is exceptionally bad especially compared to everything else. he writes like a little kid and i love his shitty little drawings. he's so cute.

my teachers would always correct my kanji down to the tiniest strokes, if i wrote like this is class i would get scolded so bad. you can see him combining his strokes together for 記念撮影, this will continue for the other pictures too. cute detail imo

the 昼 in 昼食 is definitely written wrong, but the second kanji 食 might be a little nitpicky. technically that bottom part is three different strokes, not two crossed over each other

more of him combining the strokes together. i wouldn't necessarily say that's wrong, since i've seen people do that before; it's probably just a habit that happens over time. i do it in english too

HOWEVER, he did write the 日 radical in 撮影 wrong here. previously, i thought he was just combining strokes again so that it looked like three lines instead of two (note 3 and 4 are two parallel lines, he just didn't lift his pen up)

but when you look at this it's clear that he very much did write three lines this time. that's the wrong radical

anyway

another example of him writing a two stroke character with just one. again, this is fine, ive seen people write their characters like this. however it looks bad when he does it here

i love how he wrote "campfire" i love how for some reason he didn't keep the letter sizing consistent or straight. also his little campfire drawing

１９時

キャンプ

ファイヤー

also there's two ways to write そ, its just a matter of choice its not important but he writes it the second way. and he messed up a kanji again

these next ones are maybe less canon cause they're not from the show itself

Airport Matsu

very tidy, combines a couple strokes together. both 松 (matsu) characters look like he combines the last two strokes together instead of writing them as two separate ones

and he does a similar thing with the right half of 野 in Matsuno

nostalgic moments webkuji

this one he writes every stroke and doesn't combine them and that's probably because different people worked on these and the tiny details like this don't matter to anyone but me. or you could say that he wrote a little neater in high school and started simplifying things as he got older.

Rock School

he drew himself again lol

i think his handwriting looks very good here actually. idk how to describe it but i like when handwriting looks like this specific way in japanese. i've seen other people that have handwriting like this and it just looks so nice. like the characters seem to vary in size, but somehow it makes it a little easier to read imo?

like in the first bullet point (underlined in yellow), the す in 多すぎる is a little big, but like it looks nice. in the second bullet point (blue), the の in 世の中 is slightly smaller but it emphasizes the kanji on either side of it. the stroke on the side of the か characters are written a little longer than usual (red). like it just looks nice, everything is shaped really nice and whenever i see people that have this handwriting i always try to emulate it lol

Neetpro

this one is a bit messier than the others. the way he wrote チョロ just doesn't look as nice as the way he wrote it in airport matsu and nostalgic moments. the way the て is written is more curved compared to the others. also the 界 kanji (blue) is written in a way that looks weird to me, and kara from this same set also writes the kanji that way so i think the same person might have written all of them lol

also interesting is that he writes き differently in this one

i was told by one of my professors that you're supposed to write さ and き with the upper and lower parts disconnected when writing by hand. it's only in text that they're connected. but i've still seen some people write them in the connected way

in all the other examples, choromatsu doesn't write them connected like that, just this one.

sukiya app

my lovely boy and his nonsense words and lies. the handwriting here comes off as very cutesy to me, at least compared to the others. some of the ways he writes, especially any box-like shape, seems round in a way. he also connects the right half of 野 again.

overall writes very neatly, altho a lot of the kanji here seems like its very big on the top and smaller on the bottom, and a lot of the letters seem more rounded. all the other examples just feel like the writing is a bit more angular, with the exception of the new years cards.

extra: coloring book

the way he wrote his name here is messier than the other examples. i like that he added little commentary on his own coloring though ("looks good!" "the tail was black too i believe") maybe he colored this with a paintbrush????? the strokes look as if he was trying to write quickly with a brush as if it was a pen. so maybe that's why its a little messier

anyway thanks for reading. i love choromatsu

[lateatnewyork]

Butterflies

Charlie Bushnell x actor & model!reader

warnings: smau, fluff

Summary: Charlie’s in love with you, you’re in love with him and everybody knows it.

a/n u play silena also i can’t come up with random numbers so i’m just saying liked by _____,_____ and others so js like know that reader is famous

liked by leahsavajeffries, iamcharliebushnell and others thisisyn acting with a hint of modelling view comments

leahsavajeffries pretty 🤩 ➔ thisisyn all youu 😍 walkerscobell can you give me some highlighters pleaseee 🙏🥹 ➔ thisisyn ofc! user56 GODDESS???? ynfanpage i get why shes silena hearts4yn irl child of aphrodite?? dior.n.goodjohn MARRY ME 💍?? ➔ thisisyn i have a boyfriend 🤭 ➔ dior.n.goodjohn ok

liked by thisisyn, iamcharliebushnell and others dior.n.goodjohn no way that crusty man has all of this, i’m coming for you so you better watch out view comments

iamcharliebushnell not you trying to steal MY girl ➔ dior.n.goodjohn she was mine first ynismywife not dior and charlie fighting over yn 😭 ➔ thisisyn ikr there’s enough yn to go around ➔ ynismywife OMG YN??? HIIII walkerscobell tell her to put some clothes on ➔ iamcharliebushnell she looks pretty anyway this comment was deleted hearts4yn stop this is too funny

liked by leahsavajeffries, walkerscobell and others thisisyn thx for the flowers char 🤭 view comments

aryansimhadri dior u need to step up your game ➔ thisisyn LMAOOO iamcharliebushnell your welcome love liked by creator ➔ dior.n.goodjohn tryhard 🙄 leahsavajeffries did u take that photo of the building before we poured water over walker 😭 ➔ walkerscobell THAT WAS YOU GUYS??? ➔ thisisyn oops ynfanpage they’re so cuteee honeymoon adorable ➔ thisisyn LOVE YOU LANA liked by honeymoon

liked by dior.n.goodjohn, iamcharliebushnell and others thisisyn daisy is my first love sorry dior and char😔 i still love you guys 🫶🏻 view comments

taylorswift OMG SHES SO CUTEEEE ➔ thisisyn she’s named after the lyric from dont blame me 🥹 leahsavajeffries that’s so real of you 🙏 ➔ thisisyn ikr 😼 walkerscobell she scratched me ➔ thisisyn that’s her way of saying i love you i swear iamcharliebushnell can’t blame you darling ➔ thisisyn 😔 dior.n.goodjohn tbh she was my first love too 🤷‍♀️ ➔ thisisyn facts

liked by rickriordan, percyjackson and others thisisyn filming’s finished see you at the premiere 🔱 view comments

walkerscobell why do i look like that 😭 ➔ iamcharliebushnell you look like that all the time liked by creator ➔ walkerscobell i’ll leak your mewing pics liked by creator hearts4yn CANT WAITTT oliviarodrigo been waiting for this the whole year leahsavajeffries can’t believe the premieres tonight ➔ thisisyn same 😭

liked by thisisyn, iamcharliebushnell and others leahsavajeffries the show wouldn’t have been possible without this nauseating sweet couple we call our older brother and sister ❤️ tagged: thisisyn, iamcharliebushnell view comments

thisisyn love you leah bear ➔ leahsavajeffries love you too ynn iamcharliebushnell that was… oddly sweet ➔ leahsavajeffries don’t push it walkerscobell ngl wanted to throw up the whole time ➔ dior.n.goodjohn you were literally crying over the fact that they’re gonna get married at some point ??? liked by creator ➔ walkerscobell don’t expose me like that

liked by thisisyn, leahsavajeffries and others dior.n.goodjohn yesterday was so fun we should do this again sometime comments are closed

liked by iamcharliebushnell, leahsavajeffries and others thisisyn woke up to this handsome face comments are closed

liked by percyjackson, walkerscobell and others thisisyn GO WATCH PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS ON DISNEY+ RIGHT NOW 🌊 🔱 comments are closed

a/n school is actually going to be the death of me anyway hope u like cos i might not post for a while. ITS BEEN TWO DAYS AND I HAVE TWO TESTS ALREADY 😭

[transmascaraa]

heyy !! So I swear I saw you do singer-reader one time so this request is based off that :P

Singer-reader writes a song about/dedicated to Genshin characters (Whoever! You pick :] can be a love song or platonic, whichever you prefer ! )

annnyways, Feel free to skip this request if you want :) your writing is LOVELY💕🗣

ps. Love all the Palestine posts you’re doing💕🇵🇸

multiple characters headcannons!

you wrote them a love song!

characters: lyney, gaming, wanderer x gn!reader

author's note: thank youuuu it's what i've been focusing on the last few days it breaks my heart. but i'm glad i draw attention to people<3 now onto the req, I WROTE 10/11 LOVE SONGS FOR LYNEY BACK IN OCTOBER. I WAS SO BORED BUT I LOVE THEM ALL. if you guys want i can find them at home and maybe write the lyrics here! this req is beautiful frfr and i used chars that you guys like the most so yeah :3

✯ Lyney

-he's a total simp for you and everyone knows.

-lynette literally kicked him out of the house a few times and sent him to your house because he was so annoying like bro would rant about you 24/7 most intesely from midnight to 3/4am until he fell asleep halfway.

-lynette and freminet were tired of it.

-now, if you were to write a love song dedicated to him, and gave him the lyrics first, not singing yet, he would be shocked.

-it was hard to get alone time in the first place because he's clingy af

-eyes wide opened, mouth open, blushing as fuck, you name it.

-after he calmed himself down and told you how good it is (not to mention, he almost started crying on the spot) he would literally get on his knees if he had to just to hear you sing it to him.

-when he convinces you to do so, he might actually shed a tear after you finish. he just can't believe that he's THAT special to you and that you love him that much.

-you would hear him/find him singing that song randomly throughout the day because now it's the best song he's ever known and the only one that gets stuck in his head.

-y'know when you loop a song and it gets boring overtime? well it will never get boring to him.

-his literal breaking point would be if you said that you made more or that you will make more.

-for some reason i write lyney so dramatic and it's canon because i'm rosseland trust me bro

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✷ Gaming

-he's not as dramatic as lyney, but he'll definitely be shocked the same amount.

-he knows you love him, you know he loves you, what else was there to say?

-well you wanted to show him your love for him in a different way this time, one that would leave him flustered for sure.

-you wrote the song, sure, but weren't that sure if he would like it.

-it doesn't matter what you thought, it's what will happen.

-you hand him the paper with the lyrics on it and he has a reaction similar to lyney's, but he doesn't look like he was about to break down and cling onto you like a puppy

-he smiled widely after he read it, and you smiled back.

-telling you he likes it and praising you for anything and everything.

-cuddles are a MUST after that.

-he would be blushing for the next few days but it's okay because he's adorable.

-if you decide to sing it to him he will be blushing 10× more.

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✧ Wanderer

-tough. a tough choice you'd decide to make knowing him.

-he would be brutally honest and if there was a single mistake that you made you were sure that you'd get lectured for it and it would take a few hours.

-so you risked it.

-you wrote the song, checked for any mistakes in grammar, the way you write your letters, or even the rhyming in the song, and did that like 6 million times.

-you gave him the lyrics to the song and looked for ANY reaction from him, any SIGN that he liked it or disliked it. the only thing you were seeing were his pupils dilating.

-halfway through him reading the song, you spot a mistake in your grammar and tried to interrupt him.

-"oh, kuni, wait, i messed up-" but he swished his hand in front of your face, as a gesture of you NOT to interrupt him.

-the only reaction that you saw by the end of it were his red cheeks.

-he may have turned his head away from you to hide it but you saw it and immediately felt relieved, even if all he said was "it's alright..."

-he's never felt so appreciated and loved in his life so this was something really big for him.

-do it again and he won't be able to hide it much this time.

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iloveitiloveitiloveit

love the idea sm it reminds me of myself i'm literally dying how specific it is😭

hope you liked it tho!

@whywontmybrainload @mariaace <3

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Is it ok if I ask for an Injustice!Leo and his S/O doing their fight rounds and s/o is flirting the hell out of him while fighting him until Leo gets fed up and goes dominant on S/O? (can it lead to 18+ smut after the fight is over, or imply it if you're not in the mood for smut?)

I love my blue boy so much!

Blue Armor (18+)

IJ2!Leonardo x Bluestar!reader

A/N: It is very much okay. For some strange reason I really struggled with this, and I’ve no idea why. Anyway, I hereby give you IJ2!Leonardo x “playable” reader, Bluestar. First of many characters you as the reader can take on to come. Hope it was worth the wait, and that you’ll enjoy!💙

All characters are aged up.

Warnings: Sex with clothes on.

Outfit of Bluestar (reader) (made with AI, because ain't no way I can draw that). Don’t worry about hair, skin color, facial features or body size. This is just to give you an idea of how you - the reader - would dress as Bluestar, and to give an idea of how your powers show. It’s simply to create the illusion that you are a playable character in Injustice 2.

“Hey! Babe! You almost got me! Not cool!”, Leo yelled, still flushed after having narrowly avoiding one of your light blue blasts of power, launched with one of your signature moves.

“That’s kind of the point of a fight”, you smiled, your fingertips charging up in a light blue glow, getting ready to throw another blast of light powered energy. “It wouldn’t be the first time I kicked your butt like that”.

“Yeah, but I thought we agreed on not doing that this time”, Leo said, ready on his toes in case you decided to throw. “Thought we agreed on a round for fun”.

“We didn’t agree on anything”, you smiled, the light blue energy from your fingertips forming into a ball of glowing energy in the palm of your hand. “Catch!”

You launched another ball of blue energy, your hair and cape flapping behind you from the momentum. And once more Leo proved himself fast, quickly dodging and rolling, his katanas up and ready.

“Babe!”

“Ups”, you smiled innocently. “Might have added more to that one than I needed”.

“You think?”, Leo asked, shooting a quick glance at the now charred surface, where your blast had ended up. “It’s as if you want me to go rough on you”.

“Rough? On me? Neeveer”, you smiled, dragging out your words, causing Leo to give you a deadpanned look. “What?”

“I can never just have a relaxing sparring with you, can I?”

“Depends on what you think of when you say ‘relaxing’”, you smiled, letting your fingertips glow up once more. “If you don’t like the way I play, then you’ll have to come over here and stop me”.

“You don’t have to tell me that twice”, Leo said, a smirk forming on his lips, before he quickly jumped into action.

Leo had always been fast moving, always just out running your blasts. They were nothing new to him at this point. He had seen your powers in action many times, against all sorts of different opponents. He would never forget the time you were able to keep up against Superman, giving him the full run for his money. And now here Leo were, jumping, ducking and dodging your shots in order to get close to you. You swore you were ready. You always believed yourself to be ready whenever Leo got close. This time you would get the upper hand. This time you would win over your boyfriend in a spare. This would be the time.

As Leo got closer, you got yourself ready for some close up fighting. Hand to hand if needed… but once again you found yourself falling onto your back, having your legs being kicked out from underneath you, with one of Leo’s katanas at the top of your cape, sharp edge facing away from you, keeping you pinned to the ground underneath him.

Discarding his other katana, Leo straddled your hips, smiling smugly down at you. “I win, again”.

“You got lucky… again”, you said, crossing your arms to act offended, only for your smile to break that facade.

Leo sat back and stared at you for a moment, both of you smiling like the love crazy idiots you were. One of his hands coming down to caress your clothed waist, still smiling up at you.

“You do know how amazing that armor looks on you, right?”, Leo asked, his hand slowly moving from your waist and further down to your hip.

“You might have mentioned it a few times”, you smiled with a small lip bite, knowing what was taking form in Leo’s mind.

“Have I?”, Leo asked, letting his hand wander to the top of your exposed thigh, where your shorts like garment clung to your skin, slowly and lightly gracing his nails across your skin, watching how you would react beneath him with small movements.

“You usually say it before you take them off of me”, you answered with a knowing smile.

“I do?”, Leo said with a small chuckle.

“Yes, you do”, you laughed. “You’re becoming a creature of habits”.

“Oh no”, Leo said in a joking tone. “That won’t work. I need to be unpredictable. How else will I be able to keep winning?”

“Don’t get too cocky”, you warned.

“I’m not cocky, just speaking the truth”, Leo teased, letting his fingers run along the edge of your shorts, getting dangerously close to your intimate area, sending small pools of excitement to your core. “You know what? There’s always something I’ve wanted to do”.

“What?”, you asked, absentmindedly biting your bottom lip.

Leo placed his hands flat against your thighs, his fingertips poking up under the fabric of your shorts, before he slowly leaned down over you. “I’ve always wanted to fuck you while you wore your armor”.

You didn’t expect Leo’s words to affect you the way that they did, excitement shooting directly to your underwear with your heart beating fast. “You have?”

“Yeah”, Leo said, his thumbs smoothing over where your things meet your hips. “Will you let me do that? Will you let me fuck you in your armor?”

“Yes”, you said, already feeling yourself getting breathless.

“Then lay still, princess”, Leo said, letting his fingers wander along your short shorts, getting closer and closer to the most intimate area, the scent of your arousal already thick in Leo’s nostrils.

Letting one finger poke under the fabric of your shorts and your underwear, Leo made contact with your soaking core, already dripping just by the thought of him.

“So wet”, Leo said, smiling up at you. “And I haven’t even done anything to you yet”. Letting his finger slowly glide along your slick folds, Leo kept an eye on how you shivered under him, your legs shaking by his touch. “So wet I’m inclined to believe that you can take my cock now. What do you think?”

“Yes”, you said, nodding your head eagerly.

“Yes what?”

“I am ready for your cock, Leo”, you said, lifting your hips slightly, as if to present yourself to him.

“That’s what I like to hear”, Leo said, before quickly placing a kiss on the exposed area of your thigh. With one hand he freed his hardened member from his cloaca, giving it a few tugs, before using the hand that was slick with your arousal to pull your shorts and underwear to the side, exposing your center for him.

Leaning over you, Leo pressed his tip against folds, moving it up and down, gathering up you slick, before pushing into you, sliding right in. Leo placed the hand that wasn’t holding you close to the side next to your head, leaning down over you as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him close as he started speeding his thrusts.

“Leo”, you moaned, your nails scratching along his shell, as he increased his speed even further, pounding into you with the sound of skin slapping against each other. “Feels so good Leo”.

With a smile Leo leaned back from you, taking in the sight of you lying beneath him, fully dressed in your armor, your cheeks red and your legs already shaking, taking his member so well. Truly and wonderful sight to behold.

“You too, babe”, Leo groaned. “You feel amazing. You’re beautiful. God, I love you”.

“I love you too, Leo”, you whimpered, hugging him close as he leaned down over you again.

With your blue shorts and panities pulled to the side, slowly getting more and more wet as Leo continuously thrusted in and out of you, making you moan and squirm beneath him. You were already clenching around him, letting both of you know that it wasn’t long before you would reach your peak. The thought of watching you cum around him while wearing your armor, brought an exciting tingle to Leo’s stomach. And you knew that, deciding to let Leo know.

“I’m close, Leo”, you moaned.

“Do it, babe”, Leo groaned, using the thumb that was holding your shorts and panties to rub your clit, sending the last needed strikes throughout your body. “Cum for me”.

And you did, cumming with a loud moan, clenching around Leo’s member as he continued to thrust into you, riding you through your orgasm while reaching for his own. And as Leo watched you cum around him, your eyes rolling back, your arms holding onto him for dear life, all while wearing your armor, was what sended Leo over the edge, unloading himself into you, coating your walls with his white pearly ropes.

Once both of you had recovered from your highs, Leo placed a kiss on your cheek, before resting his forehead against yours with a satisfied smile.

“If we can do this more often, I’ll let you shoot at me as often as you want”, he said, making you laugh.

“Deal!”

[fixaidea]

So here's the thing: I don't usually engage with or care about top/bottom discourse EXCEPT when I think it's funny, sooo...

Let's do some Science and examine Pingxie in a Very Serious Manner.

To do this, first let's take a look at some data gathered from all the danmei novels and shows I know (relevant for calibration you know, since they have actual canon top/bottom dynamics.)

SVSSS

Shen Qingqiu - Since his cause of death wasn't starvation we can assume - well, at least hope - that he can make instant noodles, if nothing else, but he will absolutely avoid having to cook if he can help it.

Luo Binghe - As the Protagonist he of course has to be The Bestest at everything (...except sex, apparently) and it's mentioned that both Bingge and Bingmei use their culinary skills to woo the people they want to sleep with. He's also the top, even though everyone involved would be better off if he wasn't.

MDZS

Lan Wangji - Becomes a pretty decent cook, as per the extras. Prefers to top.

Wei Wuxian - It's not like he's incompetent, he doesn't burn or undercook the food, it's just that his taste is so extreme that his dishes are basically inedible to anyone else.

TGCF

Hua Cheng - No special talent for cooking, but at least he's not actively dangerous. There's no on-page sex scene in the novel, but it's made obvious that he tops.

Xie Lian - Biohazard. Weapons-grade culinary anti-talent. Gastronomy's answer to Vogon poetry.

Golden Stage

Ulike in most of the other novels on the list, food doesn't really have much symbolic meaning and not much is said about either Fu Shen's or Yan Xiaohan's cooking skills, exept for a brief mention of Fu Shen pickling eggs to pass the time. This is a rare couple that canonically switches.

Guardian

Zhao Yunlan - This man considers instant noodles cooked with coffee an okay way to surprise a boyfriend. He really wouldn't mind topping, which he keeps lamenting throughout the book, but he's paired with Shen Wei who might just have the strongest set preference out of everyone on this list.

Shen Wei - Likes to dote on Zhao Yunlan by cooking for him and is genuinely very good at it.

Word of Honor (mind, I have only watched the show here)

Zhou Zishou - Can keep himself alive, but left to his own devices would probably make due with charred-and-yet-undercooked fish or something.

Wen Kexing - A competent cook. While obviously not detailed in the drama I looked it up (or asked someone, I can't remember) and he's the top here.

Erha

Chu Wanning - Perfected exactly one (1) dish, is rather... unfortunate otherwise. You could not pay this man to top.

Mo Ran - Excellent cook. Actually worked in a kitchen at one point in his life, giving and receiving food is basically his main love-language.

Now that we have examined these canon couples and have drawn all the relevant conclusions, let's apply what we learned to our non-danmei, might-as-well-be-canon-but-isn't ship.

Wu Xie - Can cook just fine both in the novel and the drama-verse even if it doesn't come up too often. In the first season he cooks up a pretty decent feast for his friends and in the Yucun books he helps come up with the dishes they would serve in their restaurant.

Zhang Qiling - The entire Thing of this poor sod as a character is that he knows how to survive but not how to live. Taking the time to prepare nice meals or cook anything beyond basic sustenance just... doesn't fit that picture.

So.

I rest my case.

[masochist-marmot]

Just finished watching MHA season 7

I am not okay. I am in shambles. A shallow husk of a human being. I have exhausted all my emotions and have nothing left to give. I'm sitting right there in the middle of charred earth and ash with tears frozen on my face. I might need a hero to sacrifice themselves to stitch my destroyed heart back together.

The level of character writing in this series is amazing. I stand by my (probably controversial) take that there are some issues with pacing and setup/payoff, though I haven't read the manga so I can't tell how much of that is an issue with the adaptation. But what the show does excel at is portraying a large cast of characters with deep and diverse motivations, and it somehow manages to build on them in a deliberate, believable manner. (Let me piss off another fandom real quick: JJK could never.)

I was spoiled on the Dabi reveal before I started watching the show. In fact, that spoiler got me interested in watching it in the first place. I picked up on the tiny hints that were sprinkled in from very early on and was interested to see how they pull the reveal off. I was a little disappointed with how one-note Dabi was for the entire time up until that point, and the reveal itself was far less effective without the intended shock value. I almost wrote it off as missed potential. However, the seeds that were sown were not in Dabi himself, but the Todoroki family dynamic. Once we get to the flashbacks and eventually the grand emotional showdown, we have already gone through a character arc with Shouto, Endeavor and the rest of the family, and we have seen how All For One grooms vulnerable youth to his cause. In the present, Dabi is only fueled by hatred and revenge. In the past, we see a sad little boy who is raised to believe that his value comes from the strength of his quirk, and who is then told he can't use it (thus stripping him of his value). He's practically abandoned as a failed project, and Endeavor's misguided attempts at discouraging him by distancing himself instead of showing him he's got value beyond his strength and usefulness drives poor Touya even further along his doomed path. And this is incredibly fertile soil for All For One's grooming. It's heartbreaking. The reason Dabi is so one-note is that there's nothing else left in him. He's too far gone to be saved. We can bring the entire Todoroki family together to finally see his cries for help and acknowledgment, but it's simply too late. Sometimes it's just not possible to bring the "black sheep" of the family back from the edge of self-destruction. God, it's too real, and devastating, and narratively satisfying.

And then we have our misguided pansexual queen Himiko Toga. I was pretty neutral on Toga for most of the series, because the yandere archetype never really appeals to me. Turns out there's a lot more to her than that. For her entire childhood, she was ostracised and derided for being different and gross. I see an interesting mix of autism-coding/queercoding in how her innate ways to approach love and affection are seen as wrong and abnormal, and how she fails to conform to social norms because nobody's explaining them to her. I do like how neither allegory is one-to-one, and how it's internally consistent with how the world and Toga as a character work. Her childhood environment stunts her emotional development and leaves her with a black-and-white thinking, where you are either good or evil, cute or gross, completely accepted or completely rejected... a hero or a villain (boy, the society desperately needs reconstruction). It leaves her desperate for deep connections, and the deepest connection she can get is from becoming the target of her affection with her quirk. It's a selfish kind of affection that literally weakens the other party. At the same time, she's sabotaging her relationships by intentionally showing her ugly side and looking for signs of rejection to enforce her expectation of not being accepted for who she is. As someone who's struggled with (and, through therapy, learned to manage) traits of borderline personality disorder, I can relate to her chaotic approach to interpersonal relationships and powerful but volatile emotions. When both Deku and Uraraka very reasonably condemn her actions as a villain, she takes that as a total and complete rejection of her as a person. This is an especially heavy blow to her after the loss of Twice has brought her entire worldview into question. Then, when Uraraka reflects on this more and tries to reach out to her again, she's in full defence mode. She can't risk being rejected again, so she lashes out to keep Uraraka at an arm's length. Yet despite all the maliciousness, despite being stabbed, Uraraka fights to get through to Toga and show her that she sees the beauty in her and is willing to accept her in spite of her flaws. And then, after being properly seen and accepted by someone she loves, she's able to commit a purely selfless act of affection by giving away her own blood to keep Uraraka alive. Blood is her love language, and for once she's able to give instead of taking. It's hauntingly beautiful, and it's heartbreaking, and it closes her character arc wonderfully. (Mind you, I think their relationship would have been toxic and codependent, but I don't care. I'll be a Togachako truther from this moment until the day I die.)

This season alone had a lot of effective (and also some less effective) character moments that I won't touch on because this post is already too long and rambling. I especially have a lot more thoughts about best boi Kacchan, but I'll leave that for another day.

[seenoversundown]

For Death Or Glory : Chapter Twenty-Three

Jake Kiszka x Charlotte (Fem OC)

Warnings: A little fluff, some very vague Sexual References, a handful of Unfortunate Scenarios, Anxiety, Mentions of Vomiting (super brief and non-descriptive) Anger, Description of a Panic Attack, and.. a lot of crying.

Word Count: 5.2k

Summary: It's the day before the anniversary and something is in the air.

Author's Note: ... I'm so sorry. 😔 The emotional turmoil this chapter has put me through- we all knew something would happen and I just.. we're all in this together, guys 😭🤧🖤 Love you all so much 🥺

Leaving My Love Behind - Lewis Capaldi "Could you tell me is it all a waste of time? Are you leaving my love behind? Baby, say the word and let me know."

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“Are you sure you need to leave now?” I ask her, squeezing her hand gently as we walk towards her car. 

“Yes, sadly,” She sighs. “I need to get a little work done and pack up some stuff for the weekend.”

I look over at her, forcing a slightly disgusted look on my face, “I guess that makes sense.. I don’t like it, though.” I wasn’t able to keep the look on my face, laughing the second she looked at me. 

“Maybe.. If you’re not still busy doing things later, I can come back?” She asks, raising her eyebrows at me. Like, I’ll say no? 

“You can come back even if I am busy,” I tell her. “It might motivate me to get shit done.” 

She turns to face me, giggling as she leans into me, “I’m suddenly feeling like a reward.”

“A very pretty one,” I whisper, kissing her gently. “The prettiest, actually.”

“Now you’re just trying to kiss my ass,” she laughs, gently hitting my chest.  

“Honey, I don’t think I need to try that hard for you to let me do that,” I say quietly, wiggling my eyebrows at her.  

“Jacob!” 

“What?”

“You know what.” 

“Am I wrong?” I ask, my eyebrow pops up, knowing that I’m absolutely correct.  

“I’m mad that you’re not,” she pouts for a moment until she looks back at me with a devilish little grin on her face.  “You could kiss wherever you wanted, babe,”

“You can’t say things like that,” I tell her, pointing at her when I quickly follow it up with,  “Don’t say anything else.”

“Oh, is Captain a little–” she starts to taunt me, but I cut her off. 

“Char,” I say sternly. “Unless you want anybody who walks by to know what I have going on, shut up.” She throws her head back with laughter, like the little shit that she is. 

“Okay, go do things so you can come back to me,” I pull open her car door for her, watching her plop herself into the seat. Her hands grabbed mine and tugged me down to her, the cute little smile she had on her face. I know what she’s waiting for. Leaning in to kiss her again and mumbling, “One more.”  ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

“I heard that things must be going well with Ms. Charlotte,” Josh says under his breath. 

“Oh?”

“I guess she seemed pretty flustered when they asked about you,” he tells me. “Also, you two took pictures together, and you didn’t show me?” Oops. 

“Here,” handing him my phone to swipe through the pictures. 

“Oh, well, aren’t you two just precious?” He has a grin plastered on his face. “Look at both of you, just smitten.”

I can feel my face warm as he says it, admitting, “She is pretty great.” 

“Are you going to try and turn it into something?” He asks. 

“I’ve been trying to figure out how,” I tell him. “I feel like she’s starting to lean that way too.” 

“Well, maybe you should mention it,” his voice is filled with excitement. “I can’t imagine she would turn you down. I mean look at her?” He points at her face in one of the photos; her beaming at me before she had turned to the person taking our picture. 

I stare at her for a second before looking back over to him, “Maybe I will after this weekend.” 

Josh takes over with any customers who wander in so I can get everything organized. Thursday is going to be such a good day off after all this. 

I spend a few hours cleaning behind the bar, just trying to get rid of any random empty bottles or trash that have found a way to stay here. It’s helpful that there’s typically only a couple of us back here, so it’s never really terrible to pick up. 

In the middle of pulling some bottles to wipe down, I feel my phone start to vibrate against my leg. 

Why is she calling me? 

I flash my phone screen to Josh before walking down the hall to get away from the noise. I answer, a bit panicked,  “Mum, is everything okay?” 

“Well, our flights got delayed,” She tells me, which instantly makes me feel a bit better. “We won’t be able to stop by tonight. I’m sorry, sweetheart.” She sounds disappointed, which I hate. 

“No, it’s okay.” I breathe out. “As long as you get here, that’s what matters.”

“Oh, I can’t wait to squish your little face,” she says, already back to her usual self. 

I sit in the chair in my office, letting out, “I’ll be excited to see you tomorrow. I miss you.”

“And I miss you, sweets.” 

“Just let me know when you land?”

“Of course.” She says. “How’s everything going today? Are you excited for tomorrow?” 

“I think I’ll be more excited once everything’s done.” I breathe out, knowing I still need to do inventory before the night is over. 

“Josh said that you’ve been in a better mood lately..” the inflection in her voice tells me she’s up to something when she asks, “Who is she?” 

Of course, he told her. They gossip like two teenage girls, I swear. 

“It’s complicated,” I tell her, my voice quiet. “I do really like her, though.” 

She quickly asks, “What do you mean complicated?” 

“Uhh..” I hesitate.  I can’t tell my mom we’ve just been sleeping together. 

“Jacob Thomas!” She scolds before making me more uncomfortable.  “Please just don’t get her pregnant if that’s what you’re doing.” 

“Jesus- MOM,” I say, my hand flying up to cover my face. This can’t be happening right now. 

“I know you’ve had a rough go at dating, but sweetie, I don’t know if just hooking up would be good for you. I-.”

“Mum, please,” I cut her off. I’d rather chew on cement than listen to her talk about my sex life. “I actually really like this girl.” 

“Is she going to be there tomorrow?” 

“I think so,” I know I sound timid, but with the luck I’ve had in the past— it’s hard to sound confident about anything in the dating department. “Please don’t scare her, though. She’s still getting used to everyone.”

Her laugh radiates through the phone, “I’ll keep my mouth shut, but you better point her out.” 

“I can send you a picture so I don’t have to awkwardly point her out.” 

She yells, “You have a picture?!” 

My face is going to be permanently red at the rate I’m going, but I laugh quietly at her. “Yes, I’ll text it to you.” 

“Okay, well,” she starts, “Tell your brothers about the delay so they don’t worry.” 

“I will.” 

“Thank you, sweetheart. I’ll let you go, but.. don’t forget to send that picture. I love you!” 

“I won’t,” I giggle quietly. “I love you, too.” 

I quickly pull up my texts with her sending one of the pictures; otherwise, she’ll never leave me alone. I see the typing bubbles pop up a little too quickly. 

Mom: OMG 

Mom: Oh my she is BEAUTIFUL!! 😍

Mom: I love seeing you smile, sweetheart! 

Me: she is haha 

Me: thank you 🖤

I slide my phone back into my pocket, grab my notebook, and walk back out into the bar. Sam sat in his typical barstool when I came around the corner behind the bar. 

“Hi bud,” I look over at him, “What are you doing here?” Glancing around and not seeing Willa anywhere. 

“So..” he starts. “Remember how I took all those pictures for you?” He anxiously draws little figure eights on the bar top as he looks at me. 

I just hum back, “Mhm.”

“Well.. they’re gone,” his face cringing. 

I let out a long breath before dryly saying, “Wonderful. Did you come here just to tell me this?”

He snaps a picture with flash close to my face, and I just blink slowly at him a few times, “Okay— what are we doing here?” 

“I’m going to try to get new ones for you if that works,” he stares at me with a questionable smile. 

I look around at all the things I need to get done and back at him, “Uh, sure. Just do what you need to.” 

“I’ll try to be quick, promise!” He says, hustling off to take whatever photos he wants. It’s okay; he’ll get everything taken care of. 

I’m elbow-deep in doing inventory behind the bar when I suddenly hit a speed bump; it’s in the shape of my twin brother. 

“So, I think Quinn and I will try to get decorating done in the morning,” he tells me excitedly. The two of them really are the ones who planned the entire night because they love nothing more than celebrating things, apparently. 

I mumble back, “That’s great.”

“They made a bunch of things for the anniversary–” He continues on his tangent about the party. “We also decided to come up with a little specialty menu for you!”

“Mhm.” I don’t want to ignore him, but good god, I just need to get this shit done. 

Hearing him ramble on further, “And we thought this would be good because of–”

“Sure, Josh, whatever you want to do,” I know my tone probably sounds irritated, but he’s slowing me down with all his thoughts that he could have told me before I started this. 

My phone vibrates several times against my leg; what else could be going on? 

Danny: hey, I’m gonna be a few minutes late

Danny: this kid will not chill out. I think she’s just overtired and is refusing to lay down.

At least it’s not really his fault. I can’t blame him for that. 

Me: it’s okay, just get here when you can

What is in the air today? Seems like nobody can catch a break. Sliding my phone back into my pocket, I try to focus back on getting everything accounted for back here so I can escape to the back room. Which that part should go more smoothly.

I grabbed the receipt from the order that came in today, browsing through it to discover that one of the Downeast flavors we tried to get is back ordered. Sick. Slowly stocking the bar and bringing the rest of it to the back, I find another mistake. 

“What the fuck is going on,” I mutter to myself, as I’m moving the extra beer that we didn’t order in the back room to get it out of the way. It’s not that big of a deal. I’ll just call the distributor on Monday and figure it out. 

Grabbing my notebook again, I start writing down everything we have in stock in the backroom. Thankful that we didn’t have to order too many things for tomorrow because it’s looking like it wouldn’t have mattered. 

“I think I got enough shots to make up for the lost ones,” Sam’s voice rings through the room. 

I sigh, looking over at him, “I’m glad.”

“You okay…?” He asks sheepishly before whispering, “You seem mad.” 

I stare at him again for a moment and then let out, “I’m not. Just a bunch of dumb shit has happened, but it’s okay.” Running my hand through my hair when I remember. “Oh, by the way, Mom called. Their flight got delayed, so they’ll be here late.” 

He pouts his bottom lip slightly, “Are you supposed to be grabbing them from the airport?” 

“Yeah,” I breathe out. 

He taps his fingers against the doorframe a few times, “If I can borrow your car, I’ll pick them up.”

That would make my life a little easier.. 

“Sure, that’s fine,” I tell him. “I’ll get you my car key in a minute if you don’t mind hanging out.” 

He nods, “I’ll go piss off Josh until you’re done.” Disappearing into the hall, I close my eyes for a minute. Okay, there’s just a few more things, and then I can at least just be upfront until Char comes back. 

Once I finally finish doing inventory, I drop my notebook on my desk, grab my car key, and then walk out to find Sam. 

“Here you go, bud,” I say, handing it over to him. “Please, just don’t crash.”

He salutes with a quiet, “Got it.” 

We both turn to see a girl stumble out of the bathroom, somehow making it back to her group, which is sitting over in the corner. Sam looks over at me wide-eyed, and I just return the look with a slight smirk. 

“Wanna do me a favor and run some water over to her?” I pat Sam’s back a few times. He just nods and laughs, standing up from the barstool he claimed earlier. 

I walk over, pulling open the door to the bathroom she came out of. 

“Oh, Jesus Christ,” I say out loud. Can something else stupid happen? Please, I love that everything is going wrong today of all days. I glance around for a second, taking a deep breath; well.. not that deep of a breath. Turning around and waving Josh down quickly.

He raises a brow at me, taking a few steps closer. 

“That girl just threw up everywhere..” I tell him, a disgusted look on my face.  “I will be cleaning this up for a minute. Are you good?”

“Yikes,” he lets out. “Yeah, I’m good.”

“It’s the blonde in the corner, don’t let her order any more. I sent Sam over with water already.”

I grab our mop, as many towels and sprays as I can physically hold in my arms. Thank god this doesn’t happen too often, I think to myself, locking myself in the torture chamber. It’s an unfortunate thing that comes with the territory, so I’ve gotten better at cleaning up when it does happen. 

At least Char should be back here soon, I hope. I daydream about how I wish I could bring her with me on Thursday, I believe that full well that my parents would love her. But, knowing that she is already looking forward to texting me the whole day makes my heart swell. One day, I’ll get to bring her ‘home’ to my parents.

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I hear the door chime ring, even with the music and everyone talking. There she is. It’s embarrassing how excited I get when she walks in, but after the day I’ve had, thank god. I see her linger near the door, holding her phone up to her ear but hanging up after not even a minute of being inside. 

I wander towards her until she looks up and notices me. I let out a quiet, “Hey you.” I reach my arm out to hug her, but the moment I start to pull her in, she backs away from me. 

“What are you doing?” laced with an attitude from her. 

“I-” hesitating at her tone, whispering,  “Honey, what do you mean?” 

Her eyebrows pull together, “We’re in public, Jacob.” 

“Okay? Why is that an issue?”

“Nobody is supposed to know?” She snaps, fully with a scowl on her face; her words feel harsh for some reason. 

I don’t know what’s going on, because she seemed fine earlier today. Did I do something?

I calmly tell her, “I’m..sorry. I thought we were kind of past that.” My eyebrow raises at the look on her face. 

“It’s fine,” she sighs. Her head shakes a few times, and she looks down at her shoes, her arms crossed.  

“What’s wrong then?” I ask, breaking the uncomfortable silence.

She avoids eye contact and mutters, “Nothing.”

I fold my arms over my chest; my heart starts to pound as I tell her, “Try again.” 

“It doesn’t matter,” she practically spits out. The way she’s speaking to me makes my heart feel like it’s going to burst through my chest. She’s never been like this around me. I nod my head towards the hallway, getting out of the main part of the bar. 

“What’s going on?” I try to stay calm, though my hands are shaking.  

She snaps again, “I told you, I’m fine.” A pain shoots through my chest at the sound of it. 

I lowered my voice when I finally asked, “What do I have to do, Charlotte?” 

“What do you mean?” she responds, her eyebrows pulled together, seeming genuinely lost. 

“For you to just let me in. You make me think that we’re onto something, and now you’re acting like this?” I can’t stop my voice from slowly rising, letting a ‘fuck’ slip out.

“Babe-” she starts, but I cut her off quickly. 

My voice is stern when I ask,  “No— what did I do wrong?” My heart aches, and it’s causing the anger to take over. I feel myself starting to shake, tensing my muscles to try and stop it. 

She reaches for my arms, her voice sounding more panicked now, “Baby, just listen to me-.” I pull back from her like she already did to me; my heart hurts at the pet name, only adding fuel to the fire. You can’t just call me that when you’re acting like this.    

“That’s all I’ve been trying to do,” I spit out. “You gotta give me something, Char.” She stares quietly, her expression blank. I watch her swallow before I continue, “You’ve been fine telling me things for the last few weeks. Why not now?” 

It was the first time in my life that I should be the one who stopped talking, but the panic is winning;  I lay into her more, “What could have happened, Charlotte? I just saw you this morning. What is it?”

Her expression changed at this point; she looked scared, her voice shaking when she started to say, “It’s just.. It’s–” 

If you’re going to leave me, just fucking do it. 

“If I did something, just say it.” 

Her voice was laced with panic when she told me, “Jacob, it isn’t your fault if you would just let me-” 

I cut her off, my voice raised, and I finally snapped at her, “Then who fucking died for you to be acting like this?” 

I’ve never regretted saying something faster in my life; the moment it left my mouth, I knew I fucked up. I watch the tears instantly flood her eyes. Fucking hell, why would I say that– 

“I— No, I didn't mean that,” I try to recover as fast as I can; the anger I felt disappeared, realizing I just shoved my foot fully down my throat with that comment. But she shakes her head at me before quickly turning and walking fast down the hall towards the back door. “Char, wait-“ No, no, no, no.

She’s absolutely crying by this point, rightfully so, and walks out the back door. I might as well have run out of the bar, the cold air making it painful to breathe. A new type of panic is taking over. 

“Charlotte,” I pick up my pace, “I shouldn’t have said that, I’m sorry.” I’m practically out of breath just walking behind her. “Please, hun, stop.”

 “No, Jacob, you stop!” she yells, turning to face me. We can’t be back to ‘Jacob.’ I can’t. “You didn’t want to listen before; why am I going to waste my breath now?” The pain is clear on her face, the waver in her voice. God, I’m so fucking dumb.

“Honey, I-“

She cuts me off, “No, that wasn’t fucking fair,” her voice and hand shakes as she points at me and my heart breaks more seeing her cry. She sobs out, “And you know that.” The tears rolling down her face make my own throat tighten up. 

“No, I do. I do,” my own voice shakes this time. My chest feels like it’s caving in. The tears welled up and threatened to escape any second. I step closer to her, wiping her tears away as mine start to fall. Her sweet face just barely leaned into my hand; please don’t leave me. 

My other hand comes up to wipe my own face, but I can’t hold it back anymore, “Char, I’m so sorry,” comes out in a sob as I pinch the bridge of my nose, and I feel her close the gap between us. Wrapping her arms tight around me, my hand moves to hold the back of her head. I rest my face against her and close my eyes as I feel her body shake in my arms.  I can't lose her. 

“I’m so sorry, honey. I didn’t mean that, I swear to god.” I manage to quietly let out as I hold her close to me. I hate myself for hurting you. 

After a minute, pulling back to look at her, holding her jaw in my hands, the saddest kiss I’ve ever experienced. The feeling of her tears rolling over my thumbs as her lips press into mine, and I'm trying to hold it together long enough to get through it. Everything about the moment feels like this is ending, and we’re both just avoiding saying it. 

“Please don’t leave,” I manage to choke out, leaning my forehead against hers, “please.”  

 “I’m so sorry, Jacob,” she whispers back. “I just- I think I need to go.”

“No,” Slips out. I can’t stop the sob that comes out with it, feeling pathetic. “Please, tell me what’s wrong.” 

She shakes her head ‘no’ but reaches out, wipes my tears, and whispers, “One more.” She leans in, kissing me softly as both of our lips shake. I hold her close for as long as she’ll let me because I don’t know when or if I’ll get to again after this. I love you, Charlotte. I hope you know that. 

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 I watch as her car pulls away and drives off, doing everything in my power not to scream. My body hurts from choking back the heartbreak. 

“God damnit,” falls from my mouth. Trying to swallow the sob that’s sitting in my throat, more tears fall as I’m trying to blink them away. How did I fuck this up so bad? 

I lean against the wall, around the corner from the bar, sliding down until I’m sitting on my feet. Everything just comes out; a hard sob comes out a bit louder than I would have liked, but at this point, I can’t stop it.

 “Oh my god– Jake,” I hear Josh’s voice.  

His hands wrapped around my shoulders, forcing me to stand, and my head hung low. 

“Hey, what’s going on? What happened?”

I  look up at him finally, red-eyed, tears falling down in full force. My chin quivers, and I can’t stop myself from falling into him. Gripping the back of his shirt, I’m practically yelling into his shoulder. She can’t be gone. 

“She left,” I struggle to get out. 

“Charlotte?” 

“Yes,” my voice shakes, “I don’t know what to do.” 

“Ope, oh god, no,” he whispers; I can feel his breathing change a little. He backs up to look at me, wiping the tears off my face. His eyes also welled up, looking all over to try and find an answer.

“Jake, you need to take a breath for me,” his voice shakes as he does his best to instruct while tears start to fall down his face. 

I pull my hands up, covering my face, knowing I can’t look at him as I finally admit the truth, “I’m in love with her, Josh. God, I feel like I’m gonna throw up,” I cry; hearing it out loud just makes it more real. My stomach turning as I think about her.  

“I know you are,” he whispers, rubbing my arms to keep in contact with me. “I have no doubt in my mind— she loves you too.”

Hearing Josh sniffle loudly, I look up to see him standing there, one hand on my shoulder and the other covering his mouth as he watches me. 

“I can’t lose her,” I say shakily. “I– I can’t.” My chest is heaving as the panic comes out, shaking my head at the thought. “Oh god, I feel so stupid. I—”

“Jake, breathe.” 

I feel pathetic as I struggle to take a deeper breath, hearing the jagged sounds as I inhale and slowly let it back out. Fighting the urge to cry with every long breath. I just want her. My voice is practically a whimper when I let out, “Josh, my heart fucking hurts.. I don’t know what to do.”

He goes to say something but pauses, pinching the bridge of his nose to fight back the tears that are sitting in his eyes. 

“I’m sorry,” I whisper. I hate seeing him upset, even if it’s unintentional. 

He quickly waves his hand at me, “Stop, stop, just give me a second. This isn’t at all how I wanted to help you.” He looks up at the sky, sucking in a deep breath before finally looking back at me. 

“I need you to just go home, okay?” he tells me. “I’ll close the bar down; just go take a hot shower or go crawl into bed, but you do not need to be back in there right now.”

“Okay,” I give in easily; I don’t think I could compose myself enough to be there. 

“I know you are going to want to talk to her, but you need to give her the space she wants–,” he starts. I just nod along, knowing he’s right but wishing he wasn’t. He whispers, “Oh, I'm so sorry, Jake.” He pulls me into another hug, rubbing my back for a minute as I just let the tears flow into his shirt.  ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

It’s taking everything in me not to slam every door behind me and throw my boots across the room. Why did I say that? I sat on the end of my bed with my head in my hands for a few minutes. I raked my brain for anything that I could have said this morning that maybe was too much or if she had mentioned something, that would have made more sense as to why she was so upset.

“I need to work a little and then pack my stuff for the weekend.” 

The only thing she said that I feel like could have put her in a bad mood, but even then, is she just upset about having to spend the weekend with her parents? She never really brought up what her plan was outside of that. She did come into the bar on the phone, maybe one of her parents pissed her off, and I just made it worse? 

My phone lit up next to me, pulling me out of my head for a second. 

Charlotte: I made it home

Immediately, feeling tears sit in my eyes again. I stare at the message for a minute, debating on how to even respond without just spilling all my feelings to her. 

Charlotte, I love you. No- I’m so fucking in love with you. Maybe I messed up by letting myself fall for you when you said we could just be friends with benefits, but you’re more than I could have imagined. I just want to go back and actually shut up so you could talk. I don’t know why I didn’t just let you tell me what was wrong. That’s a lie. I panicked because I thought you didn’t want to keep me around anymore. I would never intentionally hurt you like I did; I honestly didn’t mean it, and god- I wish I never let that come out of my mouth. It was wrong and disrespectful, and that’s the last thing I ever wanted to do to you. I want to keep you to myself forever. You’re so beautiful and kind and everything I could have dreamt of. I want to spend forever showing you how special you are and giving you the love that you deserve because, my god, you deserve the sun, the moon, and everything in between. 

But– I can’t say that. 

Me: 🖤

I set my phone back down, knowing she isn’t going to say anything else. It’s hard to believe that I even have anything left in me to cry at this point. The tears land on my screen as I stare at it, waiting to see if she opens the text. The screen dims, and just before it would have locked, I see it change from ‘delivered’ to ‘read.’ The typing bubble pops up, and I flip my phone over. I’m not ready to read whatever she’s going to say. 

I feel the slight vibration from her text coming through, and I just leave my phone there. I grab one of my pillows and tuck my arm underneath it as I lay down. Closing my eyes, I try not to think of what she could have said. 

My heart aches as I lay there, doing everything in my power to think of anything else, but she plagues my mind. Her laugh, how she looks at me, the way her hands feel in mine. This can’t be over– I can’t let her go. The tears just continuously fall into my pillow as I try to fall asleep. Honey, I need you. 

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“Jake?” 

Josh’s voice startles me awake as he’s sat on the edge of the bed. I look up at him as he reaches over, tucking my hair behind me. 

“Why don’t you at least get comfortable, huh?” He whispers, gesturing at the fact I’m still completely dressed from earlier. “I’ll grab you a sweatshirt. It’s a bit chilly.” 

I unbutton and slide my jeans off, tossing them on the floor next to me before moving under the comforter. 

“Here,” Josh says quietly, handing me the sweatshirt and taking the shirt I had on from me. I pull it over my head and then immediately lay back down. He pulls the blankets up to cover me, sitting back down. “Do you want me to stay for a few minutes?” 

I just nod. His hand runs down the back of my head a few times before he just holds my shoulder, scratching gently to try and help me fall back to sleep. We sat there in silence for a while, having him in the room was enough to help keep me calm. I eventually drifted off, long enough for him to finally leave. I wouldn’t say that I slept well by any means, but I slept some. I tossed and turned relentlessly throughout the night, having to convince myself to sleep again. 

I grab my phone to check the time. 5:32 a.m. glows back at me. I don’t know if it’s curiosity or if I like to torture myself, but I unlock my phone, click on my messages and tap on her name, reading the message and setting my phone back down. I close my eyes, feeling a single tear run down my face before I drift back off to sleep. 

Charlotte: Goodnight Jacob

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Chapter Twenty-Two

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Name: Kylee (they/them). 30+

A totally normal Korean American mostly known for my drawings, specifically my Pokemon nuzlocke comics. But I will talk about other things on occasion because I do have periods of being fixated on certain topics. I also am a doctor!

Interests: Pokemon, League of Legends (everything except the game lmao), Fire Emblem, Advance Wars, Animal Crossing, Mother series, Korean history/culture, character design

General FYIs: 

General inquiries/commission work/etc should be sent thru kynimdraws [at] gmail [dot] com! Tumblr messaging/asks/etc is not 100% reliable

I will not follow NSFW accounts but I am fine talking/interacting with them. There may be suggestive shitposting but I like keeping my content on the SFW side

I am VERY picky about who I follow/interact with online. Fandom content in particular is a minefield for me aka I have many things I dislike and don’t want to see, even if it might be a popular thing in media that I otherwise enjoy. Therefore, I will unfollow/block/mute liberally. There are times I accidentally block a blog bc I mistake them for bots. So if you got hit with that, just send me an ask or email me

I am very open about what I like and dislike, and none of those things are a direct attack on your sensibilities. I have never gone out of my way to directly send hate or whatever have you if I end up seeing shit I don’t like. My complaints in my little online space ain't a personal attack on you.

My ask/submission box/DMs  are open for criticisms if you have any issues you want to resolve in private. No one is perfect and I may have done ignorant shit that needs to be pointed out. I have deleted or edited posts in the past if people tell me what I did wrong. PS I get that some of my stuff may upset you, but try to act civil when pointing shit out please.

I try to tag all my things whenever I can. Again, send me a message if anything bothers you. I am all for good debate but if you send me excessive hate or threats bc I have different opinions about matters that are trivial, I will block/delete them.

If you wish to use any of my hcs, please credit me. And if you are comfortable with it, send me the works so I can check them out! Or @ me if that is easier.

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FIRE EMBLEM FYI: Specifically for 3Houses/3Hopes because I need a separate one for this franchise specificially given how many crazy things I got due to being involved in this fanbase via my fanworks:

DO NOT try to convince me to like or tolerate Byleth/student ships, ESPECIALLY the ones with the lords (aka CIaude, Dimitri, EdeIgard). I already summarized why I don’t like FE3H Byleth ships with student chars here. While the spinoff game FEW3H has now removed that teacher/student problematic situation, the fandom keeps putting the FE3H elements into the FEW3H fanworks (i.e. remembering Byleth from “another life” trope)...so no thanks!! DO NOT SHOW ME IT!!!

As for the Byleth ships with faculty members, my response is here so don’t try to bait me about that topic either thanks.

I do not care whom you ingame S-support. 3Houses limits the dating-sim part of the game to that character, so I cannot care less about how you play the game. The main issue I have is when people treat Byleth the “character” as a legit ship material when I personally think they are a cool character ruined by fans who are too obsessed with badly executed self insert otome tropes bc they self-project super hard onto them. Just to be clear, any FE3H or FEW3H OC/Canon >>>>>>Byleth ships personally. Even Byleth-sonas that remove the teacher/student aspects are better than canon FE3H!Byleth

Please don't drag FE VA statements as some sort of “gotcha” on my opinions like this post here. IDC what other people prefer with ship shit, that’s their problem and not mine. I am not gonna bother them about it. So don’t bother ME about it.

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Links to check out:

Myths of Unova + Episode Grey (Pkmn White/White2 Comic)

Tales of Sinnoh (Pkmn Diamond Comic)

Art Site (Portfolio)

Twitter 

Instagram 

[alciedoodles]

hi!! i saw your other post about how you simplify details and it was really helpful - was wondering if you had any tips abt drawing expressions/poses to express a story/emotions. like i saw your recent sumeru char doodles on twt and the way you draw alhaitham and hungover kaveh is so!!! ahh!! all of the lines feel really intentional, from the expressions to the fabric of the clothing and omg i love it so much. anyways sorry for rambling HAHA thank you sm for sharing your art! gl w art school 💪

Hello!

Thank you so much for the lovely words <3 it's really such a honor to hear that so many people consider my art to be very expressive, which I think is an essential skill to have for storytelling in comics!

First of all, I'd like to say this isn't something I can easily answer... you must already know there's no easy step-by-step guide on how to be "good" at art or expressions or whichever aspect you're trying to improve, the answer will always be observation and practice. However, I can tell you some of my methods I use to make sure emotions are conveyed as efficiently as possible(?). Here are the key points I always try to apply (note that these aren't rules, these are just my guiding points):

Understanding the character(s), the context, and how the two work together

Laying down a foundation

Not letting dialogue be the main driving force behind storytelling

Paneling conveys emotion too, actually

The absence of something can also convey emotion

You didn't specifically ask about comics, but since it's my favorite subject and it ties into your question, I'll be using a lot of examples from the comics I made! And it might interest other people who were curious?

VERY long post ahead :)

1. Understanding the character(s), the context, and how the two work together

This is what I think is the most fundamental part of storytelling! I mean, makes sense, right? Obviously you don't need a PhD in The Character to make stories based off them. I literally cannot tell you every detail about my favorite characters despite loving them very much, but I think understanding them and their relationships on a big-picture level is primordial. What drives them, what are their principles, what are their biggest fears, who do they make exceptions for, etc. Also, to me, understanding their relationships is sometimes more important than understanding the character at a molecular level. We can tell so much about someone just from the way they interact with specific people vs how they interact with strangers. The person I am online isn't the same I am with friends nor even with family-- like one of the reasons some characters can feel one-dimensional is because they don't show variation in their character throughout their relationships (and since you mentioned Kaveh and Alhaitham, I don't need to tell you the way both of them interact with each other is far removed from the way they interact with friends, strangers, etc... I think a lot of people forget who they are outside of their relationship, which a huge point of contention behind mischaracterization in fan works). I don't have much to say about this other than this is something I keep in mind every step of the way through.

2. Laying down a foundation

This is what the majority of my comics look like on second draft:

I said second because the first drafts usually look like this, which are barely comprehensible to anyone but myself:

The purpose of these are not only to give me a better guide for posing than whatever i did on the first draft (storyboard), but also have a first pass at motion and emotion. The expressions and gestures are legible enough that you can probably glean the emotions of each character based off the little sketches. Ultimately, some of the things I'll draft will end up adjusted, changed, expanded on or even removed.

This particular panel of Reigen is a favorite of mine, because the first pass already shows his confusion, but the final one is even more distorted because it felt like it needed to be even more accentuated.

This panel where he mansplains is also a good example, because the first pass gave him too much of an arrogant/uninterested look (notable with his upturned face), whereas Reigen is more likely to take pride in explaining something he knows to make himself look like a wise and mature figure (notable with his slight smirk and downturned face, as if nodding to himself; the hand is also slightly more forward as if inviting rather than dismissing). And since I basically made an example of it above: body language is super important! This applies for everyone. It doesn't stop at characters who make grand gestures and exaggerated poses every waking moment of their life, but also characters who are socially awkward, private, reclusive...

The posing here is intentionally stiff but not entirely closed off, giving the sense that he's earnest, tries his best to make connections , but also doesn't want to take too much space, thinking the smallest wrong move could cause trouble. Also, give room for the body to do its thing. Avoid cropping out things that shouldn't be cropped out. Leave enough room between the edges of the panel and the point of focus to emphasize what you want to emphasize. Close-up shots shouldn't be too frequent (in fact, personally I don't like doing close-up shots but it doesn't mean they're bad or shouldn't be done, again, my word isn't gospel!), especially if what you're conveying isn't too emotionally charged. Lastly, I have terrible news for people who hate drawing hands. Hands are possibly the second most expressive part of our body (if we don't count the body as a whole), so especially for your charismatic characters, you will very often want to use hands as a tool of expression.

(Think how much emotion and personality would be lost if the hands weren't there!)

3. Not letting dialogue be the main driving force behind storytelling

With my comics, I play an incredibly dangerous game called "I'll think of dialogue as I make the storyboard and then when I'm done drawing every page I'll write the dialogue over it guided solely by memory and whatever I drew". Don't do this. Have a script in hand or write it at the same time as you draft your storyboard. The reason I do this is because I'm lazy and I don't want to open a simple writing software to type down a script. Genuinely I have no other reasons. Anyway, the only advantage this gives to my comics is that they will generally be able to stand on their own without much dialogue; obviously dialogue is essential, but what I mean is that we don't need it to have a pretty accurate read on the room.

For example, if I remove all the dialogue from this page, you probably can't guess exactly what's being discussed. However, you can identify through their emotions alone that there is disbelief, bargaining, and finally a pretty devastating info was dropped. Alternatively, cutting down dialogue from your page and leaving room to expressions/body language alone can be entirely more beneficial than having any dialogue to begin with.

AKA Readers aren't stupid (some may be, but the majority can extrapolate just fine). You'll realize how much you don't need words and how your stories can be even more funny/impactful by pushing forward visual storytelling.

4. Paneling conveys emotion too, actually

Being a "good" artist isn't enough to make good comics. The way you panel things is extremely important, because it sets the tone, mood, pace, you name it. Some of the best works out there are the ones with the most care put into the flow of the comic. You need to understand how people will read it, and it starts with what order you deliver the information and how. This is paneling 101, but a page with irregularly shaped panels, multiple changing camera angles and such will be exponentially more dynamic than a page where each panel is the same size, have similar compositions and/or repetitions with little to no diagonal or curved lines of action.

The two examples above are WIPs from 2 different stories so unfortunately you'll have to make do with the rough sketches. That being said, you don't need to know the context of either pages to know the kind of emotion that should be felt through the paneling alone. Give time for the important emotions to be processed by the reader (unless it's intentionally fast-paced). Every emotion that needs to be emphasized should have its own panel.

In this example, I could easily have condensed these two panels into one by transferring the dialogue from the second into the first and jumping on to the next action. However, it would undeniably give much less impact to Kaveh's disbelief. On an inverse situation, sometimes you will want to condense two panels you made into one, because whatever those two panels are doing are perhaps not important enough to deserve separate panels! Lastly, you can notice that the space on the page is not always filled. Leaving space between each panel and/or between the edges of the page gives room for the reader to breathe and slows down the flow; and inversely, if you want to make the situation more frantic, make everything look more tight and constricted.

5. Not showing facial expressions sometimes conveys more emotion than doing so

This ties nicely to the point I made about body language. You don't need to see a character's face to know what they're going through, necessarily. Sometimes, their posture or their dialogue is enough. In my opinion, a story is more compelling when this equilibrium of facial expressions / body language / paneling / dialogue is correctly adjusted-- you will not need to have all the elements to convey the message or it could be a little overbearing. I don't have many examples for this one because they tend to be more relevant in dramatic scenarios, which I haven't done that many of.

(The first one is once again from a WIP)

And that's about it for my insane guide on comic-ing. I hope ANY of it made sense.

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Here's a round up of extra tips, focused entirely on the drawing part which might be more of what you asked to begin with :'D

- That little line/wrinkle that adds so much character

Yall know what I'm talking about. In my opinion, too many artists are afraid of giving laugh lines/wrinkles because it makes their characters look older, except when it's to add those sexy sexy eyebags. I'm encouraging everyone to add them to their art little by little and see how much it can improve the expressiveness! Obviously, I don't use it everywhere, but it's a very effective way to make your expressions feel even more... well. expressive.

- Line of action

You've probably seen this picture going around before, from Preston Blair:

Although it's called line of action which implies action, this line is important even when the character isn't really in action.

You can gain a lot in expressiveness when you think of the body as one whole fluid instead of a sum of multiple disjointed parts. This is why drawing a very rough base comprised of only lines and circles can help figure out if the posing works before you start refining it.

On a different note, animation principles work very much in comics as well! I recommend looking up animation guides especially those that show how to make key poses.

- Shadows and/or color fill

This is one I will use quite often for different situations.

Shadows can immediately set a tone when they're used dramatically. For example, a shadow over a character's face can convey unease and/or evil intent.

On the other hand, I will use color fills for different purposes:

Differentiating ground layers

This can help with readability.

2. Conveying a certain mood

It can separate the character from the color of their background to give a sense of isolation, reflection, realization, being disconnected from their surroundings, etc...

- Don't be scared of using codes / tropes / archetypes

...As long as it benefits the narrative, of course. By codes / tropes / archetypes, I mean posing or expressions or visual effects that are universally understood and used for specific expressions. The semicircle sweatdrops and blush made with slashes are incredibly typical of manga/anime, but it doesn't mean they're bad! Visual effects are there to help remove the ambiguity of an expression considering a single expression without visual codes could convey multiple emotions!

- Find what inspires you and take notes!!!

In my case, what greatly shaped my art style to what it currently is: One Piece, the Ace Attorney series and Mob Psycho 100 (yes, I only watched the latter last year but it still managed to become a source of improvement/inspiration for my art even at my current level, because you'll never stop improving :) )

I hope this wasn't too long or too off-topic, and I hope it can also help other people who might be interested! Thank you for reading!

[sailorfutaba]

Essay on Char + Garma's friendship

Garma and Char get shipped. A lot. Pretty much for a couple where one party dies halfway through the series. While I also ship it, I think there’s a pretty good canonical basis for there to be some genuine feelings of friendship from Char’s side, given how Sayla shows us that he's capable of human warmth.

Essay below the break.

Part 1: Sayla's relationship with Char.

Let’s start by taking a look at Sayla, the person that Char is shown as caring for the most over the course of the series.

Compared to Char, Sayla is well-adjusted. When they meet during the war in 0079, Char seems to have an image of her as ‘gentle’, which has likely not changed since she was a little girl. Origin does indeed show Sayla working as a nurse and enjoying her cat. A ‘gentle’ child who shows empathy for other living beings is most often one who has been cared for and carefully nurtured. In contrast, Char is ruthless, to the point of sacrificing a neighbour’s son to get where he wants to be, ie taking revenge on the Zabis. 

Both of them have lost their parents early on. Being uprooted from a safe state and having one’s safety removed so permanently at an early age is extremely traumatising, especially if the new caretakers are strangers. They don’t know what afterschool activities the children enjoy, they don’t know how the child likes being comforted. It basically robs the child of it’s identity. 

Further, when siblings lose their parents, it’s common for the older sibling to undergo ‘parentification’, taking over the parents’ role of looking after the younger one(s). This is very stressful for the older siblings, and can contribute to a state of arrested development. Essentially, it’s a sacrifice. Older sibling’s wellbeing is sacrificed, in order to keep the younger one safe and secure.

Since Char is the older brother, it’s plausible to believe that he’s been taking care of Sayla, acting as a stable rock while the two were moved around. Even if she’s shown as having a good relationship with Teabolo, we don’t know what she was like when they were first introduced. 

Once Char sees a way out, he leaves Sayla in a place of safety. He protected his sister for as long as he needed to, and now he can finally rest from this responsibility. It’s not that he doesn’t love his sister - He does. He’s just likely tired out from looking after her, and wants to focus on his own goal for now, now that he knows that she’ll be safe for the foreseeable future.

Since most of his childhood has been spent protecting Sayla, it’s natural to assume that this is the one sort of human bond that he’s most accustomed to having. He knows how to look after, and perhaps comfort someone whom he perceives as weaker than himself.

Fig 2. 'Friendship' with Garma

Enter Garma Zabi. Regardless of whether we take origin’s characterization into account or no, he’s still kind, though sheltered, both qualities that could have endeared him to Char, who just left his one font of human warmth behind. It's not hard to see him looking after Garma in the ways he knows how, after having cared for Sayla.

Hanging out with Garma is advantageous to his cause, he can climb the ranks using Zabi influence. He can also more easily start on his plan of killing the Zabis. If he started by killing their beloved, youngest son, huge grief would likely befall the family. There’s also the option of using this proximity to murder another family member, if Char plays his cards right.

But he doesn’t.

Char now has someone to protect, and he seems to like it that way, judging by the fact that he hasn’t killed Garma or any of the Zabis during his years in the academy. He might have tried several times, ultimately coming up with the excuses, like, ‘it’s not time yet’ ‘I have nothing to win from this yet’ or ‘I still need him alive’, but that’s only speculation on my side. It’s also possible that he decided that a war would be the perfect opportunity, or that he could still use the Zabis in some shape or form.

But even with that said, the fact still stands that Garma’s friendship is a great opportunity, and he never ‘cashed in’ on that. Ultimately, killing one of the Zabis would have caused Garma grief, and potentially set him on the same road as Char. And as much as Char hates the Zabis, he might not have wanted that for Garma.

Once Char is farther away from the academy and no longer seeing Garma regularly, focusing on revenge gets easier. Char now has more chances to identify his weaknesses, one of which is Garma. Just like Sayla was, before he ditched her.

So Garma has to go, because Char is trying to get rid of everything standing in the way of revenge. Including the things that make him feel like a human being. This is supported by the following lines from Zeta Gundam episode 5:

“He felt that expressing his own individual emotions… Was the most important thing to overcome in the situation.” Part 3: The Headshot

Despite having been discounted as a weakness and removed, Garma is still on his mind, 25+ episodes later. After stating outright that he was not interested in revenge on the Zabis, Char kills Kycillia with a headshot and the words ‘One final present to you, Garma. I know you always got along with your sister’, thus showing that his mind is still with Garma, first and foremost. This wouldn't have happened, unless Garma really was important to him in some way.

In the original draft of Gundam, Char was meant to commit suicide after this. If we assume that this was at the front of his mind at this point, that means that this was meant to be his final words. Perhaps he was planning to see Garma gain, who knows.

Conclusion:

Char’s one main bond in life was acting as protector to his sister. There is ample evidence to assume that this carried over to his bond with Garma, influencing him to halt his plans of revenge. This would eventually lead him to kill Garma, in part to attempt to remove everything standing in the way of his grand revenge on the Zabis.

[puppetmaster13u]

@f4nd0m-fun here (I hope they allow us to ask with secondary blogs soon)

Just how wild do you like your Batfam cryptids? I've got ideas for days.

One is a wing fic where all the bats essentially end up half demon. Thomas and Martha make a deal with Alfred to help fix the city and clean up the curses and everything, and. Alfred asks for 'the souls of your descendants' at the point, not caring much for humanity but hoping to get ahead of those pesky demons in his soul collection (so and so said he has Constantine's soul but that's only a piece! What about a bunch of souls that have been tainted by the spirit of a city that has never had reason to hope? Now those are some rare and dark souls).

The Waynes were hoping he'd take their souls instead but he refuses (maybe they're too full of hope or something) but, over time, he grows attached and ends up giving Bruce a shard of his power, allowing him to transform into a demonic winged form based on an animal for his protection after his parents die. When he's young the form is a snowy owl, but once he come back and became Batman his wings have changed. Each of the babies is the same way. As Robin, they gain their baby wings, but, once they move to a new name, their wings evolve.

'The Demon's Head' isn't just a fancy title, the Al'ghul's are demon descended, so Damien is at least a quarter demon even at the beginning, but Alfred's power can't be passed genetically like they thought, so he was born grounded. In this, he shows up sooner, Talkia asking Jason to take Damien with him to his father since she knows her father will kill him for being wingless.

Tim, poor baby. He couldn't fly as Robin because his wings were a shattered mimicry of Jason's Robin wings. He felt like he was in the shadow of the previous Robin, making the 'replacement' nickname sting even more, but, eventually, he grows into the wings of a cardinal and learns to fly.

I'm not sure if Alfred marks Barbara as his person, but if not, maybe he regrets not doing so, thinking that she might not have ended up paralyzed if he'd given her power. But also she's not really considered a 'Wayne descendant' life the kids Bruce adopted, so he'd have to directly make the deal with her. Maybe he does this with Stephanie when she comes along, still thinking about how Barbara might've been better off with a deal. Also, he keeps trying to hold off on gathering their souls because he's grown attached. I figure he'd probably end up wanting to turn them into proper demons too tho when they eventually die but, for now, until the city has been restored (if it ever will be), the Batfam is essentially immortal, and Alfred might be pulling some strings so no one realizes the Waynes are as well. As a side note, I debated Alfred x Lady Gotham for this story.

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Then I had a dpxdc version of this where the wings were still demonic in origin but basically Scarecrow and Bruce are many many family lines removed cousins from an ancestor who was siblings with Jack Nightingale. On top of that, Danny had wings but they got charred when he was electrocuted. This one also has Clock x Pariah and they have wings due to something to do with ghosts, Danny gets a cloak made out of their feathers while his ghost side slowly grows its own wings (but he'll never have wings as a living again).

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Sorry for the long send, I got a bit carried away, but if you want I can dig up my AU again and share what I have for the wings at least, not sure what else I've got written down.

#colony of bats AU

Honestly I love both of these ideas, but what if they were say, combined.

Alfred gifts Bruce a shard of his power- everyone knows the Waynes have wings, even if in most cases too small to fly. But the wings are feathered, usually bright and flashy for the men who inherit the trait.

Which means they're very identifiable. But like you said, Alfred gets (ugh) attached to this little mortal. He's practically raised him and honestly thinks it's adorable watching him manipulate the other richfolk at galas into thinking he's such a "polite young man." Bruce is practically his baby!

So he gifts him a bit of his blood (which we know via Constantine can extend ones lifespan including giving them a bit of healing) and an itty bitty piece of his own power. Just enough for Bruce to be able to willingly call upon it. Just enough for him to disappear into shadows. Just enough for his eyes to gain a hint of an unholy glow. Just enough for a hint of claws. Just enough for feathered wings to shift into jagged mimicries of his own.

You know what could be an interesting thing? The wings are Realms in origin. We know the FentonNightingales separated into the Fentons and Nightingales some time after Jack, so whose to say that the Nightingales didn't get into magic. Perhaps they were given a gift to thank them after a bit of protection or assistance. And the infinite realms are well, infinite. It attaches to all worlds, including say the more demonic ones. But whose to say none of the Fentons made a deal or three in the generations following. They were witch hunters after all, perhaps they need something to keep up with the "traitors" of their bloodline.

Perhaps a deal which resulted in those matching wings.

Now, how could they find out their relation with the Fentons? While there could be the adoption route, what if instead it was right after Danny's accident.

He died screaming, visibly got electrocuted, his wings are torched, there's no way they're not taking him to the hospital. Which means things like blood tests, maybe even a donated organ or two because someone doesn't get blasted with that much electricity without consequences.

Which, it's the batfamily, they definitely have alarms set up for any sort of family pings for both themselves and their rogues. Just in case.

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Also had no idea where to put it but if this includes demons and ghosts feeding on fear, or emotions in general, then Scarecrow could be instinctively attempting to feed and grow his wings. Also he deserves raven or rook wings. Maybe a jay's if you wanna go for color.

Oh my gosh, even if Alfred and Gotham don't get together, they definitely have tea together and spar. They're definitely co-parenting either platonically or romantically, it doesn't matter this is their specialist lil boy. Who then brings even more of the specialist lil ones ever!

God I love the implications of Clockwork and Pariah creating a cloak of wings for a ghostling for them to use as their feathers slowly grow back. Love what that implies for the culture of the ghost zone. Love the idea of it maybe having an influence on Danny's wings in ghost form since a ghost's appearance is influenced by their image about themself.