#i should draw more slice of life stuff

[arkiwii]

Dinner time

[bumfuzzled-bee]

Just some lil guys getting ready for the day.

[judicent]

Yeah, I did fill 4 sketchbooks in 4 months so far this year. Huh? Am I gonna post even an ounce of it? Well, you see, I am allergic to my phone, so you will have to come CATCH ME

[apeachty]

₊ ˚ ⊹ ♡ . ⠀negative kai. user guide

⠀⠀⠀kai x reader

genre ; hurt/comfort, introspection and slice of life (?? all of it is so confusing?)

warnings | tags ; kai is kinda embarrassed and insecure about himself in a bad mood, so i guess it's a tiny bit angsty, but that's it.

wordcount ; 1.2k

summary ; kai helps you to sort your old stuff out and stumbles upon a note you made for yourself long ago.

✉ notes ; it's so not what i had in my mind... but blame it on "ghost town" playing in my head in kai's voice for hours. and the ending is also so cringe... i apologize beforehand to everyone who feels secondhand embarrassment after reading it.

⠀⠀⠀[ masterlist is here ]

the floor was a mess within a five-foot radius around you. you'd finally decided to sort your stuff out, but you hadn't realized how much of it had been hiding in drawers and boxes under the bed. dozens of pens and pencils, old notebooks, tiny figurines, a bunch of keychains, a few pencil cases, and even a drawing compass and protractor—when was the last time you used those? middle school?

the more you tried to clean, the bigger the mess became. kai, who had been checking on you every half hour to see if you needed anything (he wasn’t entirely sure you'd be able to stand up without stepping on something), finally decided to stay and help.

not that he was much help, though. just like you, he kept getting distracted by nostalgia over every little thing. he started looking through your stuff, fascinated by what your life was like years ago. that’s how he ended up flipping through a small notebook filled with random notes for your everyday life— to-do lists, phone numbers, grocery shopping lists, and little doodles. nothing extraordinary. half of it didn't even make sense to him—probably work-related—but it was endearing to see your mind scattered across the pages.

kai was about to put the notebook aside when a folded piece of paper fell out. he picked it up, hesitating to open it. when he asked you about it, you shrugged and told him there was probably nothing special on it, so he was free to read it.

but the very first line made him pause. written in your familiar handwriting was:

negative kai whatever it means

kai froze. the note was a numbered list, but he quickly glanced away before his brain could absorb more. unsure if it was something he should be reading, he cleared his throat, drawing your attention. you stopped in the middle of checking if yet another pen still worked and looked at him questioningly.

"uh... it says 'negative kai,'" he mumbled, holding the paper out with one hand while the other rubbed the back of his neck. "i'm not sure if... if i'm supposed to read this."

you took the note automatically but didn't even glance at it. you didn't need to. you remembered every word—even the crossed-out ones—perfectly. they were burned into your memory.

you shook your head and handed it back. "it's fine. you can read it. and you can ask me if you want," you said with a small chuckle at his hesitant expression. "there's nothing bad, but you'll probably have questions."

he nodded slowly, his eyes drifting to the next line:

1. don’t ask him what happened.

"pretty self-explanatory," kai muttered under his breath, already feeling the heat of embarrassment creep up his neck. the line was enough for him to understand what this note was—a guide for how to handle him when he was in one of his "negative" moods. the fact that you'd felt the need to write it down—

"'don’t ask him what happened'?" you interrupted his thoughts with a warm smile. "yeah, pretty much," you said so casually it almost eased his embarrassment. almost.

kai shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts, and moved on to the next line.

2. don’t talk to him talk to him, but don’t wait for his response (he won’t give it).

this time, he read it out loud. you had been right about him having questions, but now he also felt like he needed reassurance—about all those moments when he'd been like that. and you, noticing his hesitation, were already prepared to explain.

"the first part is crossed out," he pointed out, his voice tinged with uncertainty. both versions—"don't talk to him" and "don't wait for his response"—felt equally bad to him.

you shrugged. "because it seemed like an easy solution at first, but it wasn’t the right one."

"so... a one-sided conversation is better?" he asked, trying to wrap his head around your reasoning. "it doesn’t make sense."

you tilted your head, frowning slightly as though his confusion was unexpected. "of course it does. it helps you not feel alone in... whatever it is you’re going through when you’re like that."

kai wasn't sure what he'd expected, but it definitely wasn't that. embarrassment and shame mixed with gratitude and astonishment, and he glanced down to hide his shy smile. the next line offered a good excuse to switch the topic:

3. look carefully for his facial expressions. don’t make him tell you to shut up or leave.

kai pressed his lips together. "this doesn't sound great," he mumbled, absently rubbing the edge of the paper with his thumbs.

but you only shrugged again. "maybe it doesn't, but it makes perfect sense. because you'd feel bad if you said it."

once again, you had written it for his comfort—thinking of him, even when he was at his most difficult. kai bit the corner of his lip, avoiding overthinking as he moved to the next line.

4. give him space don’t leave him alone unless he wants you to.

he read it out loud, but this time, he didn't need clarification. he was starting to understand your way of thinking, your intentions behind each line.

"because you need someone next to you," you added anyway, just in case. "like the second one."

he nodded slowly. "makes sense, i guess..."

"the second one didn't make sense to you, though," you teased with a small laugh, lightening the mood. kai smiled sheepishly, realizing you were right. it hadn't made sense at first, but now that he saw how your mind worked, it all clicked.

his eyes fell on the last line. the ink was smudged, and the mirrored imprint of the words could be faintly seen on the top half of the paper if you looked closely. it was written differently from the others—hastier, more emotional, as if you'd just realized something important and hurried to write it down before the thought faded.

kai didn't read it aloud. he didn't need to. you already knew what it said. you'd only seen it once before folding the paper away, but it had stuck with you ever since.

"because it's the only thing you actually need," you said softly, crawling over to him without a care for the mess on the floor. "it was like cracking a code, you know?"

you took the note from his hands, setting it aside before replacing it with your own hands in his. "you’re still our precious kai. negative, positive, or anything else—it doesn't matter. your mood, no matter how bad, doesn’t change the way people feel about you."

kai tightened his grip on your hands, his thumbs brushing over your fingers. maybe he’d forget most of what that odd little guide said in time, but he knew he'd never forget the final line:

5. show him your love.

taglist...? : @biteyoubiteme

[neverheroes]

Here’s a bunch of stuff in the MM Tales of the TMNT comic-con sneak-peek I thought about too much!

They’ve cared so much about showing how differently they each react to and process the same situation.

Through the scene Raph is excited to tear things up and true to every iteration ever tries things his way until it doesn’t work, Don’s flight response pings into analyst mode and you just know he’s figuring out how to break stuff, Mike is thriving in team-mode and keeping them all on track, and Leo flails around like a giant ball of chronic anxiety before figuring out a plan. They’re original formula with gently new toppings and I’m ready for this slice.

Raphael

This guy! We get so much. He’s rearing to do some fighting that isn’t sparring and be free to do some actual damage. So we know he’s bored fighting is brothers and wants a challenge. He can’t handle this one and in figuring that out is “open to suggestions” which is quite the overlooked Raph quality, he’ll listen he just has to work through that impulsive reactive streak first. He’s strong and knows it, and that robot gets a harder fight. The Raph highlight for me was taking time while fighting to honour the time-old tradition of making fun of Michelangelo. <Sobs in last ronin.>

Donatello

This kid, man! It’s a long standing opinion of mine that everyone should be more scared of Donatello. His interest in understanding the threat overrides most of his fear. Cerebral af. This is his face most of the time while a robot programmed to obliterate him is directly behind him. On the surface it looks like he’s running away a lot, but he can’t exactly press pause on it to figure out how they work. His gentle heart characterisation is well intact, apologising to the robot when he damages it having already personified the thing. I honestly believe he would take it home like he’d found a new pet if that were an option.

Michelangelo

What a show of Mikey magic. He’s got the comedy relief on a casual setting with subtle jokes and unintentionally antagonistic observation style. Mike has a tiny attention span but is 100% in every moment and they draw a lot of attention to his speed and agility. He shines doing what Mikey is known so well for; keeping the family together. It was awesome to see him effectively orienting his brothers into the situation, and see them listen to him so readily. He still calls to Leo for guidance when he feels out of control, but we might be in for a more surprising personal arc than ~nobody takes me seriously~ this time around.

Leonardo

This is a blessing for Leo fans because MM Tales Leo sucks /srs. Not in the way Raph fans say it on Instagram posts, in the way that his flaws are so disparate from other versions that a mastery arc is screaming his nervous muppet name. The giftedness is still sewn in; even flailing around he has more advanced weapon control, is observant enough to be the right level of stressed when a threat shows up, and jumps into strategy finding a vantage point to make a plan like a good little Leo, but instead of our usual Leo trauma ball we (at least for now) get to watch a Leo with the confidence of a processed cheese slice be terrible at things because he’s just some kid…

Pfffffffahahhhahhahba

The Mutant Mayhem kids are the most realistically green (and by that I mean inexperienced) we've ever seen them and it's continued into Tales. With detaching from source origin and establishing a much more grounded reflection of teen life in the current world, the growth arcs over Tales and the next MM movie have such immense unburdened potential that it really could lead anywhere and I don’t know what to expect.

(Tales of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles will air in August 9th 2024 on Paramount+)

[phantomwithbreakfast]

Seriously? I saw Danny Phantom trending and thought, Let’s go! But then, like an hour later—poof! Trend gone, just like that. But hey, deep down in my core, he’s always trending.

———————

And that gave me an idea—why not draw Danny being trending? A little slice of a happy moment, right?

I’m still getting back into rendering and trying to find my style again! It’s been years since I was really into drawing—sure, I’ve drawn here and there, but not with any real focus as I do now. What happened? Honestly, no clue, life just got in the way I guess.

I saw someone share their old DP drawings here on Tumblr, and it got me thinking—should I do that? No idea if it’s a good idea, but hey, it might be fun to dig through my old stuff. Being nostalgic now.

Oh, and what the actual butter biscuits happened to DeviantArt? The whole platform is so weird now…

———————

And here is how the drawing/rendering went:

(I really don’t know what I’m doing to be honest lol—I mean, I know the basics, sure. But that’s about it.)

Sketch — outline — base color — shadows — highlights — extra highlights — background — extra details — edit

I have to say, in maybe just—not even weeks, it’s already improving. I think I might start posting more and more frequently here now, instead of keeping everything for myself.

———————

Made in ProCreate.

DP copyright/rights, belongs to Nickelodeon.

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You can find my Phan fics here.

[samsseptember]

Samtember 2024 Calendar, Rules, and Guidelines!

Hi, Sam Wilson Nation! It’s that time of year again when we all get together to celebrate our beloved Sam Wilson’s birth month. That’s right, it’s ✰Samtember2024✰ !!!

As per usual, the event will be running from Friday, September 1st to Saturday, September 30th and there will be prompts set for each day:

Week 1:

Day 1 - Free Space

Day 2 - Bird Telepathy

Day 3 - Costume

Day 4 - Crossover/Multiverse

Day 5 - Canon Divergence

Day 6 - Hurt/Comfort

Day 7 - Future Fic

Week 2:

Day 8 - On Your Left

Day 9 - Move Your Seat Up

Day 10 - I Never Said Pilot

Day 11 - The Big Three

Day 12 - When Do We Start?

Day 13 - Man, Shut the Hell Up

Day 14 - Moon Stuff

Week 3:

Day 15 - Cap Quartet

Day 16 - Redwing

Day 17 - Mission Fic

Day 18 - Shield

Day 19 - Wakanda

Day 20 - Undercover

Day 21 - Co-Pilots

Week 4 + 2 Days:

Day 22 - Cookout / Boil

Day 23 - Birthday

Day 24 - Fishing

Day 25 - Louisiana

Day 26 - Lovers

Day 27 - The Paul & Darlene

Day 28 - Slice of Life

Day 29 - Wilson Family

Day 30 - Home

We will open a collection on AO3 soon. We will update this when the collection is ready, but when it is you'll also be able to find it by typing samtember2024 in the add to collections option.

You can also tag any works you post with #samtember2024 or tag this blog @samsseptember. Works will be reblogged every day throughout the month. 

What works count for this fan event?

Any of the following count:

fanfic

podfic

fanart

gifsets

photosets / moodboards / collages

graphics

Haikus

videos / edits

playlists

fic rec lists

comments

Whichever way you want to celebrate Sam Wilson, it’s up to you! 

The rest of the FAQ and rules are under the cut.

FAQ

What is this?

It’s a Sam Wilson fan event.

Is there any pressure?

No pressure at all. Fill one prompt. Fill all the prompts on for the month. Do however many you please.

Can I fill more than one prompt with one piece of art/one fic?

Yes! You can fill one prompt with one piece of art or fic. You can try to fill all 30 prompts at once with one piece of art or fic. If you can fill every single prompt from every single day in one fill, that��d be wild but it’s okay by the rules. You can do any number in between.

Are there any prizes for making anything for this event?

Just the satisfaction that you made something cool.

Should the work I make be Sam Wilson-centric?

Yes. You can make a gen work or a piece with any ship with Sam Wilson in it, but the main focus should be Sam Wilson.

How long will this event run?

It will run from September 1st to September 30th.

I heard there are badges I can use for each fill?

There will be! They will come out daily.

Do I have to post my fic for the prompt on the day of the prompt?

You can if you’d like, but it’s okay if you post a piece on a day other than the day of the prompt.

RULES AND GUIDELINES

What are the guidelines for the event?

For Everyone:

1. Remember to tag @samsseptember in the post as well as #samtember2024.

2. Please also tag the prompt you’re filling (for instance, if the square is “Redwing”, use “#redwing” as one of your tags when posting about it on Tumblr).

3. If you’re uploading to AO3, please:

a ) Say somewhere which prompt you’re filling.

b ) Add it to Samtember 2024 Collection that you can find here.

For Artists:

1. Create at least one piece of new art that can’t have been posted anywhere else before this.

2. All visual art forms are welcome:

a ) Gifsets, at least 3 gifs.

b ) Aesthetic boards or moodboards, at least 4 images each.

c ) Drawing/painting, that is not a sketch.

d) Fan video.

e) Graphics edit.

For Authors:

1. At least 500 words.

2. Posted on Tumblr or AO3.

3. Can be part of a series, but should work as a standalone.

For Podficcers:

1. The podfic should at least be 5 minutes long.

2. It should be posted on either Tumblr or AO3.

3. The podfic can be of a fic made for the event, a fic not made for the event while still adhering to the prompt, or a notfic.

For Fic Rec Lists:

1. You must have at least three fics or podfics on the rec list.

2. Make sure to give brief descriptions of the fics or podfics as well as their rating and wordcount.

For Commenters:

1. Any amount of comment counts, from a heart emoji (“❤️”) to an essay.

2. We would rather this be about what makes you happy and joyful about reading than any scathing critiques.

Things to be mindful of when creating:

For Sam

Avoid framing Sam only as a caretaker or emotional support for Bucky. Be mindful of Sam acting angry or aggressive in an out-of-character way and falling into the angry/sassy Black man trope (check out the MCU source material to help with character traits).

Avoid decentering Sam as a main character and refrain from focusing entirely on Bucky.

In art: avoid whitewashing Sam’s skin and research drawing Black characters.

General disclaimer: Race affects every aspect of his life, including interacting with police/government and the white structures of the world when it comes to performing his duties as Cap and simply being a Black man that lives in the U.S.

For Bucky

Avoid phrasing “flesh/normal/human hand” to refer to the contrast between his prosthetic arm and his right arm. The phrasing is ableist. You can simply refer to his prosthesis when relevant, otherwise use “right/left arm/hand”.

For more information, please check out this document suggested by @ninesdb on how to write Bucky as an amputee. @ninesdb is also open to questions if you have any queries not answered by the google doc.

Specific Tags:

Avoid tags in AO3 like “Sam Wilson is a Gift”, “Sam Wilson is a Saint”, and “Bucky Needs a Hug”.

Have fun and we look forward to all your wonderful works! ✰

[theglamorousferal]

Persephone's Binding Part 15

Hardcover/Anger Management ship Sacrificial Bride au

AO3 Prompt Part 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16

“So my day consists of training, then meeting with the scholars and then paperwork for the afternoon. What’ll you all be up to?” Asked Jazz as she sliced into her french toast.

“Ellie and I are going to check in with Johnny to see how the bike is coming, and because Ellie needs a touch-up on her hair.” He said and scrubbed the top of Ellie’s head, messing her hair further than the bed-head she had left it in that morning. She swatted at him and yawned like a lion, canines on full display.

“Yeah yeah, I still don’t get why we had to be up this early.” She moaned and took a comically large bite, her cheeks puffing out like a chipmunk.

“I guess you don’t want to see if he’ll make you one then?” She stilled, syrup dripped from the piece of french toast on her fork hanging halfway between her plate and her mouth. She slowly turned her head to face him, the rest of her body still eerily unmoving.

“Are you serious?” She asked, tone like that of someone receiving life-changing news. Danny’s grin widened and he nodded. She shrieked happily.

“Hey, you’d be roughly the right age to be able to work on getting your motorcycle license if we were still on Earth, I don’t see why we can’t get started on planning for your birthday soon.” Danny found himself tackled by an ecstatic Ellie. “You do still need to learn how though. You can learn from any of us, though Jazz or Dante would probably be the most patient and not call you names while teaching you.” He patted her on the head and righted them so they could stand again and they took their seats, Ellie digging into the food with more enthusiasm than before.

“I could also teach you once I get mine. I taught Damian how to for emergencies, and he’s smaller than you are.” Jason offered while reaching for the syrup. He poured liberally before setting it back down again. 

“We still need to teach you how to ride an ecto-bike.” Danny pointed at him with his spoon. “There are some pathways in the Realms, but for the most part you’re basically flying. You have to kind of imagine there’s ground beneath you for it to work, we can show you once the bike’s finished.”

“Fair enough.” He took a bite while he mulled over his next question. “I meant to ask, but I noticed two rather conspicuous mounts at the training grounds. Who do the techy horse and the purple cat belong to?”

Danny got a big, stupid smile on his face and the two sisters shared a fond look. “Those belong to my partners, Tucker and Sam respectively. Tucker is a whiz with tech stuff and has some Egyptian royalty ancestry, so he modeled his ride off that. The cat is Sam’s, Skulker gave them to her as a kitten during the Christmas Truce, but he didn’t tell any of us that they’d grow to be the size of a horse. Sam was unable to keep them at her house, so they live at the castle. Now that Sam’s moved into the castle, they get to spend more time with each other, outside of college classes that is.” Jason nodded along at this.

“You said they’d be here at the end of the week right?” Jazz asked.

“Yeah, they should be here in a couple of days.” Danny replied as he finished off his plate. Ellie already had and was practically vibrating in her impatience. He took a bit longer than necessary to finish his glass of milk, purposefully drawing out the time to irritate her further.

“Come on Danny! Let’s get going!” She hauled him out of his chair as soon as he set the glass down, much to Danny’s amusement. He let it be known by full-belly chuckling.

“Alright alright. I’ll see you two later, don’t kill each other in training, alright?” Danny leveled them each with a serious look. It was not as effective as he thought, because mischief and amusement still glittered in his eyes.

“No blood, got it.” Said Jazz, giving him a thumbs up. Jason nodded in affirmation. Danny seemed satisfied with that as he turned to leave the room. Jazz turned to Jason.

“So, besides joining me for training this morning, what were you planning on doing today?”

“Oh, I was thinking of probably looking through the library catalog and see if I can find any information on Dionesium. I didn’t know that was in my system, and while I’ve heard of it, we don’t really have a lot of information on it. I think I might be able to pin down my universe if I can find where the stuff is. Frostbite mentioned that it’s usually just in the Realms, so if we can find a way to track that substance, then we should be able to track what dimensions it’s in, right?”

Jazz got a contemplating look on her face. “Chances are that it fell through a natural portal from here in the Realms to wherever you’re from. I know Tucker was working on something that would allow for dimensional tracking, he wanted to get it done before Danny went and explored space in that one dimension he was looking at. I think he’s just in the planning phases right now, but that’s probably because there’s no real time crunch. We can talk with him, and I’ll see when I talk to the scholars later if they can obtain a sample of it. Oh, speaking of Frostbite, he said he’d be back in a couple of days with the medicine for you to flush out the toxins in your core.”

Jason blinked. He had forgotten about that. “Cool, does this mean I’ll get powers or something once I’m healed?”

“It’s very possible. We haven’t found records of someone with a blended proto-core of ectoplasm and Dionesium before, so we’re going with what we’d expect of a highly liminal human for you. It’s possible you’ll have side effects from the Dionesium like Frostbite said.” He clenched his fist on the table, his lips in a tight line and his eyes scrunched shut as he remembered that he was likely immortal now. Jazz set a hand on his wrist, just below his fist. He looked up at her in surprise. She had a soft, sad smile on her face.

“Jason, if you ever need a place, if it ever gets to be too much once you’re back home, I’ll leave you with a one-time summoning circle and you can always come here and stay with us. All of us are functionally immortal too. We’re so closely tied to death magics that even if we die, we’ll become a full ghost. Unless somebody Ends us,” her eyes flashed yellow “and it will take an apocalypse for that to happen, then we will always be here.” She squeezed his arm in comfort, drawing her thumb across his skin. They sat like that for a bit, both lost in their own thoughts. 

Eventually, Jason sighed and drew his hand from under her grip and brought her hand to his lips. He looked deeply into her eyes as he spoke, “It would be my pleasure to stay with you, your majesty.” Jazz flushed bright red up to her ear tips and down her neck and squeaked. He smiled at her and let her hand go. “I’m going to go get ready for training, I’ll meet you at the grounds?”

She just sort of absent-mindedly nodded and waved him off with a shocked and thoughtful look on her face. He smirked to himself, proud to have gotten that response from her. He jogged to his quarters and armored up.

*   *   *   *   *

Jason was fully aware of the fact that it was now him that was stunned when breath caught in his throat as he saw Jazz at the training grounds in full armor. She was glorious. She stood to her full height, her helm, for the crown had morphed to an actual helm, made it seem she was taller. Her hair was braided down her back and had a golden cuff at the end of it. She wore her Amazonian armor in its black with a symbol on the front, and teal pants tucked into tall armored black boots. Her well-muscled arms were on display with her bracers firmly in place. A gold and black shield was strapped to her back and her sword was at her hip. She was standing and talking with the tall knight Danny had spoken to previously.

“No Frighty, it’s just a friendly spar, we’re not going to first blood, I’m gonna be fine.” She had her hands on her hips as she glared up at the knight.

“Apologies your majesty, I was merely concerned considering you performed the Ritual yesterday. I do not wish you to either burn yourself out or to accidentally harm the Sacrifice.”

“His name is Jason.” She crossed her arms. “And he has advanced healing and strength too, so it’s fine.” 

The knight slumped. “Very well. I shall clear the field as it seems your partner for the day has arrived.” He turned to face the grounds at large. “All of you, off to your next duties, it is time for the Queen’s training. You know where to go, off with you all!” He shouted and gestured with his arms for them to leave. He then turned to Jazz and bowed, before swirling his cape and vanishing himself in a swirl of purple flames.

Jason whistled as he approached. “I should never let B or really any of the bats or birds meet that guy. They’d be trying to figure out that trick for weeks.” He paused for a moment. “Actually, Cass’d probably get it, and Duke can technically do that already, just without the cape.”

“And they’re all baseline humans? I thought I had the strange family of the two of us.” She remarked. They made their way to the center sparring ring. She set her shield and sword at the fenceline and dropped into some stretches. Jason started warming up as well, dropping into push-ups. 

“Duke is a meta-human. He was born with the ability to have powers and then something happened to him to activate them. It’s a trauma response.” He paused in his reps for a moment and considered the rest of the family. “If dying and coming back is a thing that makes you more than baseline, then I think at least Damian and Cass would qualify. Oh and Steph.” 

“You would have to have at least started to form into a ghost to be considered liminal from a near-death or death-and-resuscitation experience. Were any of them exposed to the same magic liquid, Lazarus Water you called it?” She was sitting with one leg extended as she stretched as far as she could over it, bending herself nearly in half.

“Oh yeah, I don’t think B ever got dunked in it, but he was around it for a few years. Dami grew up around it and definitely got a bath in it at one point. I think Cass did too. Tim was around the stuff for a few months, I’m not sure if that would count.” He started doing squats.

“Probably only counts if you were dunked in it. We’ll have to see if they need to filter stuff out of their systems too.” She stood and made her way over to a bench by the fence of the ring, where she grabbed a couple of water bottles and started to chug one. “Do we want to start with hand-to-hand, or go straight to swords? Danny said you dual-wield?” She whipped her braid over her shoulder and handed him the water bottle.

Jason stood as well and tilted his head considering. He took a sip from the bottle, then spoke. “Yeah I do. Let’s start with hand-to-hand and we’ll work up to swords. Then maybe we can work through some forms as a cool down? Diana taught me some Amazonian ones that I’m a little rusty on.” He thought for a moment, taking another draw of water, before suggesting further. “If we still have time we can do some target practice. Danny mentioned you’re a good shot.”

Jazz nodded along. “Yeah that sounds good to me. I’m ready whenever you are.” She jogged to the center of the ring and started bouncing on her feet like a boxer.

Jason smiled and set down the bottle of water and jogged to join her. “Bring it on Queenie.” He waved her forward.

[nkn0va]

I know this idea was kinda done to death with the persona asks. But would you be willing to write some headcanons for Kaguya, Wagner, and Yuzuriha with an s/o who's an american gunslinger? Their s/o also has a reputation for being so fast on the draw, Noone ever sees them draw the gun, they only hear the shot.

Ok now this is actually pretty fun to think about in the context of uni, much more than Persona imo. I just find EXS powers more fun. And a buddy of mine also has a gunslinger uni OC and he's done some pretty interesting stuff with that which helps.

-Fellow gunslingers unite.

-Dating Kaguya, she is 100% going to make everything a contest whenever she can. Oh there's a Void 100 yards off? First person to shoot it from here gets treated to dinner by the loser.

-Oh, there's a rogue In-Birth causing trouble that you were both aiming to deal with? First person to apprehend them gets a favor from the loser.

-No matter how good you are, she seems to almost always be able to keep up with your skill. Half out of her natural talent and half out of you motivating her to become stronger. Though she won't let you know that, obviously.

-It isn't long before the mere mention of your names together starts striking fear in the Licht Kreis' enemies, scaring them all half to death about just randomly being shot from seemingly nowhere should they start causing too much trouble for their own good. You two have mixed reactions about it.

-While you're likely just trying to do your job and don't care, Kaguya almost seems to have slight sadist tendencies in the fact that you two can scare the shit out of people with your presence alone, even if you have no intention of hurting them. You need to remind her to tone it down.

-A very polar opposites attract case. A noble knight and an underhanded gunslinger who will kill the moment they have any reason to.

-One would normally think you two would hate each other, you're probably the only ones who can tolerate each other enough to be in a long term relationship. Mutual stubbornness is going to color the relationship a lot, yes, however only you two can understand each other in that way.

-Such stubbornness leads to a kind of loyalty most people would kill to have in their own relationship, you two are an unexpected power couple.

-You two cover each others' backs very well on the battlefield, she protects you from any would be harmers that get too close and your cover fire protects her blind spots, she has full faith in your shot no matter how many snide comments she may give you.

-You two enable each other quite a bit, perhaps a tad too much. Anyone who doesn't already know you two are too intimidated to walk up to you two when together.

-A very practical yet fun relationship overall despite what someone lookin from the outside may seem. Neither of you give a shit what others think of you though, you're all that matters to each other.

-Pretty much opposite backgrounds but for different reasons. An honorable traditional swordswoman using a traditional katana and a western/western inspired gunslinger. Your first meeting with each other is quite odd to say the least.

-Not to say it was awkward though. That kind of contrast is the kind of stuff Yuzuriha lives for. It breaks up the otherwise monotonous life she typically leads with something new and exciting.

-100 percent, jokes will be made about this, especially if you're the more serious type. She'll make over-dramatic non serious speeches at every possible opportunity in an attempt to get a laugh or smile out of you. You doing so will only encourage her.

-She will one hundred percent challenge you you to contests of speed. Specifically whether you can draw your gun and shoot a target faster than she can draw her blade and slice. You two have yet to definitely decide whose faster because the difference is SO minute but that only makes her more determined to find out.

-Yuzu demands you visit frequently while she's guarding the shrine. Says she needs a break for some eye candy every now and then. Which to be fair is probably accurate, considering she has a shorter than average attention span, not good for the kind of job she has.

[took-my-breath-away]

hello new followers :^))))

welcome to the chaos hole... here's a sneak peak of a poster I'm whipping up.

... now tell me...

[booktaggy]

i think “Lo-Fi Beats to Yoyle To” is one of my favorite not episode bfdi videos (is it a short? i guess its moreso a music video) purely because of how comfy it is and the slice of life-y ness of it. “its not canon-“ I DONT CARE SHOOTING U WITH MY EVIL LASER!!! um anyway yeah under the cut is me analyzing multiple scenes from it. i wont be looking into every single one but a lot of them

THE FIRST SCENE and its already a banger. even tho we dont see this hypothetical “team ice cube room” ever outside of this (yeah yeah not canon) it still is so interesting to like. think about. i cant remember how many times we’ve seen objects fall asleep at night but. i love how gelatin has a biiig sleep bubble thats him colored (does it taste like jelly??) AND. FIREY JR. SLEEPS IN A SOCK. thats adorable. anyway yeah even if its a reference to the lofi girl i really like how donut is, presumebly, writing in his diary? late at night with lofi music on? thats so cute. i also love how you can see a picture of bomby and a statue of ice cube on the top shelf

THIS SCENE is awesome too - we never really saw the big staircase outside of bfb 1 & 11 but i love the idea so much that it became a hangout spot for the objects! (in bfb 11x it even has graffiti on it after its first appearance in bfb 1, which is such a cool detail and goes to show the lived-in ness which i adore and this short does so well. and rhat isnt even in this video!! the point im making - bring back the big staircase. where did it go) even flower and bomby, characters who we never saw interact and are on different teams are listening to music together and eating bananas. thats so awesome, i love the idea that the contestants are way more chill with eachother when not competing? everything revolves around the competition which makes sense, but i love these little moments

next up! first off i love the lighting here, it seems to be at sunrise or sunset with the orange sky which is SO interesting cuz. we never see sunrise or sunset in the show!!!! its always just day or night. its crazy how they excluded the best time of day. anyway i love how:

- bell’s just vibing on her own!! it makes sense ig considering she can fly anywhere

-book’s seemingly watching bell? lesbian behavior

-GOLFBALL SHES JUST. doodling on her piece of paper thats adorable. i love seeing objects do the things they like!!!

i also really like how we see one of the paper airplanes. we see them in bfb 13 which is awesome too but seeing the stuff from prior challenges is so cool and i love the continuity

OMG ITS THE BFDI (Burried forest, deciduously insulated) again!!! i love seeing this thing, its similar to the paper airplanes or staircase where its so cool to see things which are one-off moments/objects/places in episodes, seeing them multiple times really helps flesh out the world. ALSO. naily and barfbag playing/vibing in the water. thats so adorable

the next scene is one where we see a few bleh members in their room from bfb 12 - once again going back to it being so cool to see places from other challenges!! (even if it appears to be the case that four just made and destroyed them for the episode.)

as you can SEE i specifically chose to highlight taco here. SHES JUST DRAWING A PICTURE OF HERSELF AND LABELING IT ME??? thats so cute i love her for that

AND HERE we have pin vibing in the goiky canal(?) in one of the boats. this is so awesome i love seeing the bfdi boats reappear and i love how pin’s just chilling. love her for that

LAST ONE i want to go over: oh my GOD?? ITS LEGO BRICK IN ONE OF THE LEVELS FROM BFDIA 5B?? this was and still is such a cool reference. the idea that they’re still stuck in evil leafy is such a interesting and sad idea!! the lofi music gives this scene an heir of loneliness which makes it so weirdly compelling to me.

anyway yeah thats it!!! if theres one thing to learn one of the best thints competition shows can and should do imo is slow down every once in a while and show the contestants living their lives. this was seen more recently with bfdia 13 but this video is another great example and it doesnt even use words or a story. it doesnt need to, the object show is a visual media and this is such an awesome video which tells us so much about the bfdi universe without words

usually i dont ask for reblogs and this isnt even an effort thing i wrote this in like 20 min but. it would mean a lot to me if you reblogged this cuz i think its really cool to see the objects here and i think more people should see and think about the slice of life portions of object shows

[trees-be-drawing]

I am back with the other moomin fic of interest!

This one is 43 chapters and I read all of it in a span of a week in November. And even stayed up to read it during a sleepover at a friend’s place.

It has some slice of life, has good banter between Joxter and Moominpapa, some cute corny romance, supportive Joxter being a good dad, and a hint of racism towards Mumriks as Snufkin deals with the changes to his body. It has some angsty moments too of course, due to the racism, but it’s pretty good.

I will warn you, the things I draw will be some small spoilers within the fic so..

SPOILERS AHEAD!!

I’ll be honest, I wish I drew more, but I was starting to feel burnt out. There was genuinely so many moments I wanted to draw but

1. I decided to draw it alongside the “Spirit in Moominvalley” fic and did not think about spacing nor how much I’d actually want to draw, so all the moments are pretty scattered and on one half of my page.

And 2. I really should find more time to actually practice drawing other moomin characters. Joxter was a pain to draw for me which was surprising but also I realized because of how little reference there is of him, with the limited amount of drawings, content and such surrounding him, I wasn’t actually sure how I wanted to interpret him. All I knew though was I wanted him to be more cat-looking than his son.

He ended up looking pretty ugly despite drawing in that same exact place maybe… 6 times or more? Idk, I just genuinely don’t like how I drew Joxter here and gave up cuz my page was starting to fray in that specific area.

Taking in how Snufkin was described, I did draw the difference between when he first left, and when he comes back, which… did make me feel awkward drawing cuz I’m not used to seeing Snufkin showing arm or leg and I feel I made him look too baby… but besides that, I also drew the spare outfit described. I actually really like him in suspenders, he’s so dapper 🤭

I also hope I got the tail right. The fic itself described much of how the characters looked pretty well so I’m glad and hope I captured it okay.

I couldn’t figure out how his new coat should look though, but I imagined Moominmama took his old coat, and simply did invisible stitches to expand the old coat with spare fabric, and I tried visualising it in the bottom left corner.

You can also see me debate how the paws should look. I wasn’t sure whether to give him cat paws or “cat paws” like… those gloved cat paws some people have (I actually have some myself, I’ll confess. I used them as reference).

I also didn’t like how I drew the top right, with this one moment where Snufkin’s instincts kicked in and proceeded to bite a bunny down. I don’t have the best reference for that so I just did my best.

I really loved the baby Snufkin I drew though. He genuinely looks so cute!! Actually, drawing Snufkin in general made me pretty happy. I loved drawing his hair specifically though.

You can see this one tiny drawing I did with him and Little My, and that’s a moment near the end of the fic. I actually wanted it to be bigger cuz it was a pretty important sibling moment to me, but I was thinking of filling the space in between the stuff I drew and hate drawing background, so that’s why it’s pretty tiny.

I did plan on drawing some angsty moments but… honestly, I didn’t feel like drawing other characters at that moment. I probably will once I actually practice drawing everyone, but for now, I hope you like what I did. It’s not my best work but I did enjoy it. Maybe I’ll make another page just for the angsty bits someday, but today is not that day.

Sorry it took so long to post though. You can see from how faded the page is that I’ve been stalling on it for a while cuz I couldn’t decide what moments I wanted to draw and fill the space.

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #365

Today was relatively boring until R popped by to make cookies. I woke up a little later than I probably should have, and then I did a bit of leisure writing for longer than I probably should have, and then I showered and went to physical therapy. Not much progress was made on the “rib injury recovery” front, but that's okay. Not all sessions can be perfectly productive.

But on the bright side, at some point this morning, I pushed on my first or second rib near my right shoulder joint, and something went POP really nicely, and that made it a lot easier for me to move my right arm around for a little while. So that was pretty cool!

I ate when I got home, which was very good, because by the time I got home, I hadn't eaten in like over 24 hours. The whole “needing to scrub out the inside of my face” thing and the whole “some of my dentin is exposed and ouchy because of the way some of my teeth have moved” thing really discourage the whole “eating” thing. So admittedly... I haven't exactly been keeping up with the whole “eating balanced meals” thing lately. Whoops.

But! Here's what I made for myself! I thought it was really good!

We've got warmed pumpkin English muffins with mascarpone cheese spread on them, a burrata, a peeled, in-season grapefruit (they're SOOOO good when they're in season...!!!), some salami, some cheese slices, and some roast beef! And there's one of the brownies that Br, the dandelion-haired man, made for us!

The mug has toast-and-jam flavored tea, sweetened with honey and uh... more mascarpone cheese, ahahaha~! I think... at least for now... that it might be my new favorite thing in tea. Like. It goes surprisingly well with literally so many things, oh my goodness!

...I wonder if you would have liked my breakfast. I wish I could have shared it with you. I thought it was pretty freaking great.

After that, I mostly just chilled out until R arrived. And once he did arrive, he showed me all the awesome stuff he's got in his sketchbook so far!!! Because, you see, R is not only an amazing baker; he's also an amazing artist and illustrator!!!

Actually, art class in college over a decade ago is how I know him. We were in the same figure drawing class together. And both of us have experience drawing P, my elderly friend.

...Thinking about it, it's kinda wild that R and I both know what P looks like naked, for entirely non-sexual reasons. It's also kinda wild, some of the crazy poses that P can do for the sake of a figure drawing class, despite his age. I guess all that yoga he does must be really helpful.

What a weird and varied life I live!!! Hahahaha!

…

...I'd give it to you in a heartbeat, you know. If you wanted it. If you wanted something different. I'd trade places. I know that things in my world aren't perfect; there are lots of problems, to be sure. But still, I'd happily take on whatever pain you carry so that you can have the wholesomeness and joy that I have now.

For now... I guess I'll just settle for showing you pictures of the cookies that R and I baked together from the cookie dough he made for us last week.

These are cranberry oatmeal cookies:

These are cookies with red and green M&Ms scattered through the dough. For whatever reason, red and green put together are traditional Christmas colors in my part of the world. M&Ms, in case you don't know, are round pieces of chocolate coated with a thin, brittle candy shell. I don't like M&Ms very much. But I do like these cookies:

...And finally, we have these crescent-shaped almond flour cookies, dusted with vanilla-infused sugar:

...I think you really would have liked those ones in particular. I think my favorite was the cranberry oatmeal cookies, though, which, to me, is pretty wild, given that I'm not normally very fond of oatmeal cookies!!

At some point, R and I got to talking just a little bit about a game called Ape Escape, and its sequel, Ape Escape 2. These are games in which you run around capturing monkeys that are causing mischief due to the intelligence-enhancing helmets they wear. Presumably, they heighten their capacity to wield tools, without heightening their capacity for empathy, impulse control, or delayed gratification. It's a very cute pair of games!

I played the sequel within the last several years. I haven't played the original since I was a teenager (holy shit, how in the fuck did I get old???) Nonetheless, there are several very catchy tracks from the original game that I thought were really memorable. So catchy and memorable, in fact, that I still know them even after all these years, even without having heard them since then until just today. I heard them just today, because I went looking for them, just so I could show them to you, because I think they're peppy and fun, even if they are a bit silly and a tad repetitive:

...Of the ones above, my favorite is probably the first one!! It kinda makes me wanna wiggle, ahahahaha~!! But I really really like the second one, too! That one kinda makes me wanna stomp my feet around really fast!! And the third one makes me kinda wanna skip and hop around!! Eeeheehee~!!

...Hey, Sephiroth? Are there any songs that make you wanna wiggle or dance around in some joyful way? If there are, will you show them to me? It'd be nice to wiggle and stomp and skip and hop around with you like the pair of silly, overcomplicated primates that we are! Bahaha~!!

From the second game, I really enjoy these two:

The first one makes me wanna do some kind of hula!!! And the second one really makes me wanna zoom around, especially at the part that starts at around 41 seconds in!!

Hey, Sephiroth!!! Maybe someday let's also hula and zoom around like a couple of silly marshmallows!!! Won't that be fun!!!

...Impossible, I know. But still, I like to imagine you can read the above things and grin delightedly at the thought of it!! Maybe you can still try these things even if I'm not nearby to do it with you!!

...You know, I'll bet Zack would wiggle and dance around with you, though! Maybe you can ask him!!

Ahhhh!!!!! I have an itch to do StepMania now!!!! But it's much too late at night to get into all that! Goodness me!!!!

...I've decided that the second sentence in the above paragraph is all your fault!!! I declare shenanigans (insert here a mental image of me pointing a dramatically accusatory finger directly at you)!!! And the only “apology” I'll accept is if you to do the StepMania together with me!!! Wahahahaha~!!

...I'm kidding, of course! In all seriousness, though, I'll have to ask J if we can test out StepMania on his laptop soon, since mine kinda... can't be moved around very well anymore, since the screen is broken.

R eventually had to go home. But you know what!! I got to send him home with the lavender-scented sloth plushie that I found at Walgreen's when I was spending time with BB!! It's got a little sachet inside filled with lavender and with things that absorb heat well. So you put the sachet in the microwave to warm it up, and then you put the warmed sachet in the sloth plushie, and then you have a warm, fuzzy, cuddly plushie to hug!! And this one is especially good, since I'm pretty sure sloths are R's favorite animal!

Hey, Sephiroth...? What kind of plushie would you like best? I wonder...

…

...I can't believe it's time for me to go to bed already. I gotta, because I have work tomorrow. And I do wanna go to work, but I don't wanna go to bed yet, because I'm writing to you, and I'm having a lot of fun with it. I feel really silly and good right now, probably because I'm in less pain than usual, and probably because I had a little too much caffeine, and probably way too much sugar from the cookies I ate, hahaha...

...Even if you can't ever talk or write back to me, I hope you know that it's still a lot of fun to write to you, even on days when I don't feel very good. It's still a lot of fun to spend time with you, even in this abstract way. You're lovable as-is, you know. You always have been. You always will be.

And I know that because I love you. I always will. It's never gonna change. So please try to stay safe out there as you do your things over at the Edge of Creation, okay? Because I'm not sure I'd be able breathe beneath a weight as immense as your absence.

I'll write again tomorrow.

Your friend, Lumine

[tboyblogger]

finally finished the profile for the danseiroido!! this took way too long just because drawing anime headshot is my biggest nightmare... and then ended up not even looking That anime LOL... i've already had a few comics up in the tag (search em to read!) but. a brief intro is that i basically just made them idols (somewhat) and threw them in the same boygroup to write sitcom/4-koma slice of life random jokes, as i always do! they also share the same universe with my entire vocaloid neighborhood setup (but this will - might - be for another day)

there isnt a deep overarching plot as for now, its just daily lives of a boygroup that doesnt really do anything idol-like and occasionally featuring others around them from the vocal synth ville. oh and idk if i can call them a polycule because they dont really think or operate that way But! i do want all of them to fool around and have their own "ship moment" (if you want to call it that? i dont really label these things and i want to write it that way) tldr they all fuck one another. every single ship in the group canon (EXCEPT the obvious anyone x len. timeout for him he got his ass kicked out whenever they do it...)

my concept/idea for it (not much tbh this is just me rediscovering my love for vocaloid - though one can argue it never went away - and started make up random shits for them so its pretty much spontaneous and not a serious project or anything) is a parody of sort on stereotypical otome/bl genres and boygroups and anime tropes and obviously the vocaloid fandom/history. but i dont think i know enough about bl nor anime nor boygroups so at the end of the day its just guys hanging out XD hm i should just tag my other vocaloid stuff something else too considering its an elaborated world now, with these guys in it, but... that... really is for another day...

wait forgot to say also making len the leader is idk vocaloid meta funny or sth since hes the most popular but here hes just a wee child not even allowed to getting involved much (to be fair its cause most of the involvement are either freakish or sexual. or both) hes already more than involved in the irl success go away little boy. but Boom! funny ass kid leading army of 6 gay ass men (one of them isnt even a man. but only when its convenient) (sometimes there are 7 of them)

also: everyone learn vietnamese to understand how funny their viet names are rn

SORRY I KEEP EDITING. but they also have a playlist... just for funsies. some of them are serious canon lore related the rest are probably all shitposts

[thelittlewriter]

Silent Wounds

Pairing : Shigaraki x Reader

Next Part

There was something wrong with the man you had been treating. He always came to your clinic badly hurt, only asked for a few band-aids and would leave after a little conversation. He acted like a young man but his face was wrinkled. You didn't know if it was due to age, exhaustion, his quirk or all of that at the same time.

You weren't a real doctor, you just knew one at a young age, and he taught you everything he knew. The "clinic" was simply a room in your apartment. It didn't matter whether you were a true doctor or not, you were the only one who treated them without asking questions or asking for money. Nobody else would treat villains like this. Like they were humans.

You hated the hero society. It made people irresponsible, always waiting for heroes to handle things anybody could. You knew that villains were more than thieves, murderers. They were more than just a danger to society. They had stories, they might have had a hard time that led them to have this life. You knew that heroes wouldn't be able to reach them so you thought that maybe you could.

You, the ordinary civilians who happened to have medical skills and a bit of free time.

"What is it ?" the man in front of you asked.

Shigaraki Tomura. That's how he told you was called. You thought that maybe he was lying. A lot of people didn't want to give you their name because it made them vulnerable. He was pointing at a pile of papers in a corner of the room.

"Just stuff I study," you answered.

Having a conversation with him was virtually impossible, as he didn't seem like the talkative type. Maybe he was with other people. Did he even have other people ? It really didn't look like it. You suspected he came here to eat rather than to have his wounds treated. Since the first time you offered him a slice of cake, he often came by. Sometimes he was just pretending to be hurt. You noticed but you didn't say anything.

"Med school ?" he asked.

"Art," you reply. "If I ever become a real doctor, it'll be hard for me to treat people like you."

He hummed. While he never bore any expression on his face, you could tell that he was somehow enjoying his time with you. Or else he wouldn't be coming back, right ?

Strangely enough, you wanted to know more about this man.

"When do villains sleep ?" you asked.

He looked up at you, silently.

"Well, you do your villain activities during the day and sometimes at night, and you also come here at night. So when do you sleep ?"

He shrugged.

"I usually sleep at dawn."

You suddenly heard someone knock on the front door. You sat up and suddenly stretched your arms. You were holding your neck. Looking at you like that, he could see how exhausted you were. He wondered... if you had to go to class during the day and help them at night, when did you sleep ?

"I'll be right back," you said.

He sat up immediately.

"I should go," he said.

You saw him walk away and tried to grab him by the hand. As he felt you touch him, he stumbled away screaming :

"Watch out !"

You took a step back too. You remembered that he didn't seem to like being touched. You apologized to him.

"Please stay here at least to finish your slice of cake."

He looked away. You didn't know what he was thinking. You only knew what he was willing to tell you, and it was almost nothing. You didn't even know what crimes he had committed to be coming to you instead of a regular hospital.

"I'll be back as soon as I can," you said as you walked to the front door. You closed the curtain behind you, to hide his presence from the people you would welcome. Villains tended to be jumpy if they knew someone else was there and Tomura was always silent anyway. Nobody would know.

You opened the door. Two men got into your apartment. One of them had blood of his shoulder, clearly from a cut. As always, you wondered what happened. As always, you didn't ask. You sat the injured man and turned over to look for what you needed. When you opened the drawer, you felt something cold touching your neck.

"Don't move," the villain said.

You obeyed. It wasn't the first time villains were robbing you.

"Please," you said, but without any conviction.

It used to happen all the time when you started. With time, they understood it wasn't gonna benefit them long term and they stopped. Those men clearly didn't get the memo.

You sighed. All your meds were stolen. You had stolen them. It was easy to replace one box when you had given it to someone. Replacing everything would definitely be harder. It would be harder for you not to get caught. One box missing is a mistake, twenty is suspect. You might had to close for a few weeks. You couldn't have that.

You turned around slowly.

"If you move, I'll kill you."

You watched as the other man was putting all sort of stuff into his bag.

"Please don't take everything," you asked again.

The man hit you in the face. You fell down, knocking the chair. Your cheek was hot, like burning. You couldn't defend yourself.

You heard the curtain open. You looked behind the robbers. He was like a shadow. You barely saw him coming. But then, you saw one man disappear. Only ashes were left. You looked at him doing the same to the other man.

Strangely, knowing he killed those man wasn't terrifying. The most terrifying was how wide his smile was while doing it.

Tomura.

You wanted to call his name. But deep down, you knew. And he did too when he saw your eyes. You didn't move, you didn't speak. But he could see that you were scared of him.

It hurt.

He didn't really know you but he enjoyed being with you. He knew you knew it too, and it felt like you were accepting him. He was a villain. The two of you were from two different worlds. But he loved how you made him feel... human.

You were something he wanted to protect. Someone he wanted to love. He thought it might be possible. It was a foolish dream. One that would never come true.

He saw that in your eyes.

"I'm sorry," he just said when he left.

Hey ! It's a little bit sad but not too much so I hope you liked it ! I'm thinking about doing a part 2 but maybe a little bit later... have a great today too !!!

[kiisaes]

it's kinda funny seeing ppl instinctively react to my omori catholic school au with shock or confusion but i do get anxious that the au itself is being misinterpreted so here's a quick post to clear some stuff up

this is not a pro-catholicism au

this is also not an anti-catholicism au. i don't really dive into the catholicism part of it anyway. it's just an au of the faraway gang going to catholic school

i'm not catholic, ex-catholic, or went to catholic school, but i do have ample youth experience with christianity (the evangelical church to be precise) (i also consulted [ex-]catholic friends about their experiences, as i know catholicism and evangelicalism are different). i based faraway's comfortable but conservative/religious environment off of my own hometown, in which there are catholic schools everywhere. if i ever get anything wrong let me know!!! but again the catholicism part of catholic school isn't actually the focal point

the main reasons why this is a catholic school au in general is bc 1.) i'm pretty sure the one church in faraway is catholic (i could be wrong), so i'm assuming faraway is predominantly of catholic faith, 2.) school uniforms are fun to draw and are way easier than their normal clothes and 3.) catholic school is one of the most well-documented and understood religious education systems in the US

the main theme is identity suppression, a fairly common thing ex-catholics mention going through (as well as ex-religious people going through in general). this is mainly illustrated as internalized queerphobia in this au. i thought that framing internalized queerphobia through an outdated religious lens would make it easier to understand, a clear cause and effect

i went through some wacky and honestly kinda funny religious trauma growing up, so i don't want this au to be overly depressing and heavy. i know religious trauma can be really tough for a lot of people but this au is mostly silly!!! a slice of life log of four catholic school teens dealing with themselves the more they're approached with the concept of not being "pure". i felt like this was a vague presence in the game so i wanted to expand on it more myself. this was also my experience growing up and i'm still going through it now, so i thought making a lighthearted au out of it would help me heal too

i'm making this list more serious than it should be, it's really not that deep and it's mostly an excuse to dump my experiences with faith onto some goofy drawings :>

TL;DR: this is a silly au detailing what it can be like growing up religious/impacted by religion as u're increasingly introduced to ur inherent "sinfulness" and moral impurity aka being queer. grahhhh. that's it

i hope this helped clear some stuff up!!!!!!