#i think I'm happy with her uniform design finally

[solomams]

29. Growth/Change

Prompt list by @obeymetournaments !!

Paula at the beginning of the exchange program vs Paula once it ends and she comes back to visit (thanks Sol)

In the beginning she was definitely terrified, but was doing her best to keep it under wraps. She kept to herself and kept her head down. Tried to follow the rules, including sticking to the uniform, but her curiosity always got the better of her. Magic and potions always fascinated her in fiction.

As she gets closer to everyone, she begins to let her guard down, and even begins to have fun. She's braver because she knows she's not alone now. Modifies her uniform as she goes along, especially after seeing how unique everyone else's is and how they get away with it being messy

The beginning of season two is when her and Mammon finally stop being idiots and get together. Her uniform finally feels complete, ribbon traded out for her necklace. She feels back at home once more.

[p0pcorn-hearts]

It's Kawaii~Chan time

I am gonna ramble about my rewrite so yknow, enter the theater with caution

I just wanna start off by saying I renamed her to Hanami, which is the Japanese word for flowers viewing, more specifically viewing cherry blossoms. I figured this fit her more "cutesy" design as well as her usually pink and white color pallette. Also excuse me if they look bad, these were made a bit ago and I, for some reason, decided it'd be best to use the mirror tool the entire time

So, for her Phoenix Drop High uniform I just redesigned the uniform and gave her the same every girl will have. I changed it to have a blazer and a longer skirt like actual school uniforms in America although I kept the socks, loafers, and bow because those all fit, I'm just also giving everyone the same pair of socks.

Her season 1 outfit has been drastically changed. I decided I wanted her to have a more lolita-esque style instead of just vaguely cute, and let's all be real here, her season 1 outfit sucked. So, I gave her a longer, puffier skirt, a shit ton of ruffles, and some cute gloves. I think now is also the time to have a little fun fact section about meif'was. Their nails and hair grow faster than humans, with their nails growing than both humans and werewolves. That's why Hanami has long nails and freakishly long hair

Next up is her adorable Love~Love Paradise outfit. I'm actually super happy with how it turned out and I'm in love with her little buns. Her bathing suit with all its ruffles was made up by me :D

Her Lover's Lane outfit is the one that went the most unchanged because it's honestly my favorite outfit of her's. It just looks the most visually appealing with the addition of dark pink being a primary color. I just changed the dress up a bit with the neckline and added ruffles

Starlight is honestly my favorite. There's just something about color block clothes that itches a scratch in my brain. The giant bow and see-through ruffles also added a lot. You cannot thank me though, I took this design from someone else's swimsuit. Her nails changing for the first time since season 1 and now having blue with the pink is also a nice nod to how she opens up to Zane about not really being herself

When Angels Fall. Oh God, When Angels Fall. I fucking *hate* their "disguises" in When Angels Fall. Buy I'll get into that later, right now, it's just Hanami. I didn't like her outfit much because she had literally never worn pants in the series before and to just suddenly toss her in a pair of jeans and t-shirt? Like it's supposed to show how drap everything is but why would she just have a t-shirt and jeans packed?? Starlight is an island resort and theme park, so most people will be wearing bathing suits, much more breathable fabrics than *jeans* and Starlight merch. That's why I gave her a different bathing suit bottom and a Starlight shirt. It's the least you can do when you're the most visually distinct character. She also is covered in bandages because cats, when stressed, will over groom and can injure themselves. So Hanami picks and scratches at her skin often due to stress so she has very chipped nail polish and is covered in bandages. Also she cut her hair (sad violin noises)

Her final outfit is for my "season 7". Jess hasn't made it but I want to eventually tie up my rewrite, so I'm making one. Me and my girlfriend refer to it as the "epilogue" although it's not really an epilogue, she just called it that once and I can't think of a better name. I gave her essentially a mix of her season 1 and Lover's Lane outfits because why not

Now that her designs are done I get to infodump about her personality (hehe)

She's basically the same as Kawaii~Chan, but I make her a better person. She doesn't manipulate Aphmau into joined her bakesale! She also tones down a lot, so while she still struggles with boundaries, especially when it comes to shipping, she doesn't have a fucking shipping shrine in her basement. She's also autistic in my rewrite, so her not getting boundaries, baking being her special interest, and her masking her behavior to fit what she thinks people want/expect of her all comes from that. Will I maybe end up projecting on her? With the shipping stuff yeah, but only because Aphmau and Kawaii~Chan made me think shipping people together until they stopped being friends with you was normal

So thats it, the exit to the theater is on the right, make sure to throw your trash away on the way out. Have a good day

[thatoddgent]

Sweetheart [Part Two] (Aether x Fem!Reader)

A/N: Wanna say a quick thank you for all the support that I've received on everything I've posted so far, I'm happy that people are liking what I'm working so hard on and I appreciate you all! This is part two to my Valentines Day post, so if you haven't read that yet then you can here! I hope that you like this, and feedback is always appreciated. <33

Genre: Smut, sweet and romantic since that's what won in the poll!

Warnings: Porn with plot, P in V sex, drunk sex? (Both parties and very light buzz), biting/marking, L bomb, blood (not super graphic).

The garden felt so lonesome, you staying back after bidding farewell to the ghoul so you could relish in the moment. It was almost surreal, but you don't have the time to sit around and think about it all day, you had a party to get ready for.

The siblings and staff were excused from wearing their habits and other such uniforms, instead they were expected to wear distinguished - yet still festive - clothing. Since you played a part in designing and putting together the suits for Papa and his ghouls, you were lucky enough to have an idea of how they would look, and decided to go for something that would play nicely with the colors Aether would be wearing.

Shuffling around through your closet, you finally found the dress you had been looking for, you didn't have much reason for dressing up in the abbey so you jumped at the opportunity to wear it.

Slipping out of your habit and veil, you get the dress situated on yourself and move to the mirror to make sure everything is in place. The dress was stunning, deep burgundy colored fabric clung to your body, with a slit on the thigh accentuating your hips. It had a modest neckline to distract from the sultry bottom half, with lacey off-the-shoulder sleeves hanging delicately from your arms. You paired the dress with a set of black heels that you knew you would be comfortable in, and a lovely little silver necklace with a purple stone.

You kept your makeup simple, not wanting it to get ruined in the midst of the party, applying a nice gloss with eyeliner and mascara, just enough to bring out the color of your eyes and the shape of your lips. A layer of hair was pinned back, leaving half of it down to further frame your face.

When you looked in the mirror, you were almost in awe, it had been so long since you had done yourself up like this, in a way, you missed it.

A knock at the door interrupted you from your thoughts, and you opened it to find Marjory smiling. Her mouth drops at the sight of you, and yours at her.

"Dear Asmodeus! You're going to be the star of the party showing up like that, you make me look like I'm doing nothing more than running a few arrands!"

You giggle at the sweet response, gesturing both hands up to her.

"Me? Look at you! No wonder you were able to steal that poor boys heart, I'd be more worried that you've stolen them from all the brothers in the ministry!"

You move to the side and gesture for Marjory to come in, leaving the door open in case any other friends happen to stop by. You two sit on the bed and talk, trying to pass some time while you wait for the Banquet to begin.

Eventually Liza finds her way into the room as well, mouth already going off spewing the latest gossip she could scrounge up.

"So," She begins. "Did he ask you?"

A goofy smile glues itself to your face, and you nod your head quickly, still giddy about the whole thing. And, once again, you have both of the girls squealing loud enough for those outside to hear. It's like when you first joined the ministry, no worries but fawning over boys and trying your best not to get caught slacking by your higher ups, you're glad that you've made such good friends.

You three quiet down a bit and continue talking until the church bells begin to bellow a melody throughout the halls, signally that the party is soon to start. The halls quickly fill with people making their way to the dining hall, which had been rearranged and decorated to look like a place that only royalty could afford. Copia was as victim to a love for flare and drama as his brothers before him, so it only made sense that he wanted to set the mood for romance.

You admired the room from the doorway, waiting and looking for the ghoul you were set to enter with. You felt yourself getting nervous as you watched countless other sisters find their partners and seat themselves at the tables, he wouldn't have stood you up, right?

Now that you think about it, Papa wasn't here, neither were the others ghouls that were to accompany him. Before you had a chance to wonder any longer, an elderly sister came up behind you and rested a hand on your shoulder.

"Go on dear, enjoy the fun. I'm sure that who you're looking for will find you in due time, don't soil it by waiting out here all night."

You smile at the woman and nod, taking one last look in the hall before entering the hall, finding a seat next to Liza. She looked at you with a hint of worry in her eyes, she was without a date too, but you shouldn't be wallowing with her right now, unlike her you had plans.

She nudged your arm with her elbow and offered you a smile, which you returned quickly. Even if something did happen, at least you had her. Your gaze fell to the centerpieces that you three had worked on just a few hours earlier.

Sweet music soon started wafting through the air, and everyone went silent waiting to see what was happening. The giant double doors on the opposite side from where you had entered opened, and there stood the beloved Papa Emertitus IV, clad in a deep crimson suite with purple detailing. Behind him stood an entourage of ghouls, though you couldn't much make them out in the dark of the night.

Copia started making his way inside, kissing the hands of a few sisters on his way to the table which was reserved for him and his group. As they filed in, it was revealed that the ghouls all were holding bundles of flowers, which they began passing out to the brothers in their seats.

"Love," Papa's voice rang out. "It's what binds us. Family, friends, lovers. Today we celebrate it, and cherish it, for it is truly something special, and with these roses you will share that love with those closest to you."

By the time Papa had finished speaking, the roses had all been passed out, save for the ones that a few of the ghouls had saved for themselves. The anxiety that you felt earlier began to grow, you weren't sure if you could wait. You saw Aether standing there, in front of everyone, holding a single rose in his hands.

Copia threw his arms out towards the crowd, and smiled.

"Please, begin my friends!"

All of the brothers began gifting their roses, some standing up to find and confess to sisters that had been without partners. You simply sat and watched, occasionally looking over to Liza who laughed at anyone who was turned down, as well as turning down any man who attempted to offer anything to her.

Your eyes wandered to the large table that Papa was to sit at, and saw that he and the ghouls were all whispering to one another. He looked around, and once everyone had sat down, he nodded his head.

Once he did that, the ghouls that had save roses made their way out into the crowd, and began confessing on their own. Your heart began to throb as you saw the large ghoul you were eyeing walk over to where you were sitting, reaching out a hand for you to take.

Liza had to hold in a scream at the sight. You took Aether's hand and rose from your seat, looking up at him with loving eyes. He was incredibly handsome, he wore a black dress shirt and pants with a tie that matched the color of your dress, and he was still sporting his usual silver rings and bracelet.

All of the ghouls were wearing black masks that covered the top half of their face, leaving their hair and lips free. It was probably the most you had seen of Aether, and you loved every part of it.

"I know I already asked, but there's no harm in making sure." He smiles. "Would you like to join me?"

You accept the rose from his other hand and hold it close, nodding slowly. He gently pulls you next to him, and leads by the hand back to his table, along with the other ghoul's and their partners.

You all sat down, and the party began, food being brought out and served on some of the most beautiful plates and cutlery that you had every seen.

"Copia sure knows how to party." You whisper at Aether.

"You think he set this up alone? He had to ask the girls to help pick forks because 'There was too many'."

You both try to stifle your laughs to not draw attention, but a few of the others ghouls still look over.

You and Aether start eating, joking around and talking in between bites. He's really such a sweet guy, you never once feel uneasy or nervous, even thought your table is front an center. He even wipes a bit of food away from your lips without drawing attention to it, not want to embarrass you.

A couple of hours pass, and soon everyone is done talking and eating, which means it's about time for the coveted afterparty. Everyone begins to stand and leave the room, some going to their bedrooms and others going to the ballroom to continue socializing. Your group starts to leave, and you help to pick up a couple of plates and such from the tables on your way out. Aether watching you lovingly, and copying your actions.

Once you make it to the ballroom, you can't help but let your mouth fall open, admiring the beautiful decor that had been set up. A giant chandelier hung from the ceiling, with shimmering crystals that reflected the different colors of the room. Ribbons were also hung up, with flowers and loose petals littering the room and floor. Music also played, it was soft and slow, truly romantic, though you were sure that would change when people got more in a different kind of mood.

Aether placed a hand of the small of your back and led you inside, the both of you ending up in front of Marjory and Liza, as well as the brother that asked Marjory out and... another sister?

Liza looked at you and blushed, introducing you do her date, a shy looking girl who you never really expected to be her type. They really did look good together, and you were glad she wasn't left alone.

You introduced Aether to your friends as well, making sure to keep them and their gawking in line. Once you were all settled in, you migrated to the dance floor and started to join the large group of slow dancers.

His hands found its way to the home of the crook of your waist, while yours wandered up to rest around his neck. You looked up to him, able to see his eyes much clearer than his usual mask, they were big and a little downturned, and so loving. The lights from above shined down and lit up his eyes beautifully, you were captivated.

The music moved you both, making you sway softly in each other's arms. In your eyes, there was no longer anyone but him, the both of you together, because that’s all you needed. It was almost foolish how quickly the two of you fell for one another, but the way he held you, the way that he pulled your body so close to his, if this was foolish then you would happily spend your life living a comedy, because this is all you could dream of.

You both continued to look into each others eyes, not breaking your gaze for a second. Your hands slowly snaked away from his neck and rested on the sides of his jaw, cradling him with a touch he had never known. He moved his head lower, letting it sit just close enough that you could feel the warm tickle of his breath, but he didn’t move any closer, he didn’t dare.

He was waiting, waiting for you to decide if this is what you wanted, the poor man wanted nothing more than to embrace you and feel the warmth of your lips on his, but he sat patiently.

Your eyes flickered from his eyes to his lips, and just as quickly, your lips to his own. His lips were soft and a bit chapped, brushing so beautifully against yours, the kiss was nothing but the love that you felt in that moment, no lust or ill intent, just love.

You couldn't tell if it lasted forever, or if it didn't last long enough, but eventually you two had to pull apart. Aether's eyes were almost glazed over with a look that you couldn't exactly place, but your eyes shone with the same light back at him. You both shared that look for the rest of the afterparty, stealing glances from one another even when you were across the room, like two little lovesick puppies.

As the night continued, you both drank a bit, not enough to get overly drunk, but there was a visible haze of blush spread across your cheeks. Aether was able to handle his liquor better than you were, you could barely even tell than he had anything to drink. Marjory and Liza, as well as their dates, found their way back over to you and decided to finish the party off with a bang, dragging you to the dance floor once again for a dance that was just a bit less innocent.

Everyone was pressed close up to their partners, hardly leaving any room to breath between them, and you two were no different.

Your chest pressed against Aether’s, you two enveloped in another kiss, one that was more passionate than the last one. Your hands were ruffled in his hair, and his rested just above your ass, robbing you of his touch in a way that was almost criminal.

You felt a prodding at your stomach, and those silly little butterflies began to flutter around again. Tugging at Aether’s hair a bit, trying to get him as close as your bodies would allow, you earned a low grunt in response, and you can tell that you’re done for.

Aether bites your lip before pulling away from the kiss, staring at you with pupils blown so wide that if you were any further they would look completely black. He shoots a glance to the rest of the people there, taking note of the vulgar grinding and fondling going on, if you both wanted this then he wouldn’t stand for it happening in a place like this.

“Would you want to maybe go somewhere else? It’s getting a little..” His voice trails off a tad.

“Horny in here?” You finished his sentence, blunter than either of you expected.

You both burst out laughing, it’s almost beautiful the way that, even when in a mood like this, there’s still room for laughter.

“I would love to, Aether. I’ve always wondered what the ghouls bedrooms looked like, would you care to show me?”

The color of his face deepened, and he nodded quickly. You smile and go to take off your heels so you can walk a little more comfortably, but it seems Aether has been waiting for your departure. He takes your shoes from your hands and turns his back towards you, signally for you to hop on.

“Poor feet are probably killing you, I’ll give you a ride so you have have a break.”

You shake your head and laugh before hopping on him, a little uneasy at first due to being higher than you usually stand. Aether wraps his arms under your hips to hold you nice a snug, and starts making his way to his bedroom.

The way there is filled him comfortable silence, just enjoying each others company. Your face is nestled against his neck again, feeling his soft hair tickling at your skin.

Before you come to notice, Aether’s setting you down gently on probably the softest bed you’ve ever touched. You admire the decor for just a second before planting your eyes back on the man of the hour, and the sight of him is down right intoxicating.

He stands just above you, looking down with disheveled hair and foggy eyes. A hand snakes it’s way up to your face, caressing your check softly.

“Are you sure that you want this?”

Your heart feels so full and warm, the smile on your face radiating that same feeling. You lean up a bit and place a small kiss on his cheek.

“I would never want it with anyone else, Aether.”

The moment he got the okay, his lips are back on yours, they’re so warm and inviting he just can’t help but kiss them whenever he gets the chance. His hands move to your back, finding and undoing the zipper of your dress before carefully pulling it off of you.

You feel a bit shy, being so exposed to someone, but try not to bring attention to it, that is until-

“Wow…” Aether whispers just loud enough to hear.

You look at him, worried something might be wrong, that maybe he changed his mind now that he saw you. Those thoughts are swatted away though when he wraps his arms around you in a firm, but careful embrace, just holding you close for a moment.

“I can’t believe that I have you here, that you’re mine. You’re so… Wow.”

Your face must be burning up, but you push through that, and your slight anxiety, and pull his arms to the clasps of your bra. He undoes them, a bit clumsily, but it’s charming.

Once your bra comes off, Aether truly cannot keep his hands, eyes, or mouth away from you. He pecks your lips just one more time, before kissing his way to your jaw, then your neck, all the way down until he reaches your chest. He nips at your skin, looking to see what reaction you have to it before he continues appreciating every inch of you.

No wonder he’s one of Papa’s closest ghouls, big, strong, talented, and from the looks of it, incredibly dedicated to worship.

“Aether,” your voice is small and shaky. “Please.”

He rises to meet your gaze, leaning in next to your ear.

“Please what, tesorina?”

You feel likes your going to burst, and he must be too, judging by his shallow breath.

“Please, I need you.” You swallow a breath, trying to calm down. “All of you.”

Aether says nothing before he starts shedding his clothes, being more careless than he was with yours, and you remove your underwear while he does so. He pushes himself onto the bed, pulling you carefully under him and massaging your thighs.

“How can I say no to such a pretty thing like you?”

You feel him grind himself against your folds, rubbing against your clit every so often. Once he’s a little more slicked up, he positions himself and slowly starts to slide into you. It doesn’t hurt, but the sheer stretch of him makes you whimper a bit.

He shushes you, offering words of comfort and praise while he works himself deeper.

“Shhh shhh… Atta girl, you’re taking it so good, just a little more.”

Your head spins, swirling all of his words like little whirlpools, and you were drowning in them. So drunken by the things he was saying, they all started to blur together, and the feeling of him finally sheathing himself fully inside you was almost disorienting.

Hands gripped his wide shoulders, looking for any kinda of support while the same pathetic whimpers fell from your lips. Aether was there though, making sure to kiss away any discomfort before he ever dreamed of moving, not wanting to push too far too fast.

You subconsciously grind your hips into his, once again earning yourself a low groan from the ghoul. Your hands wander to his face and then to the back of his head, finger lacing in the strap of his mask. His body tensed for a second, but with a deep breath he replaces your hands with his own, unlatching the strap and removing it from his face.

You stared, as hard as you tried not to, you did. His eyes had caught you in a trap earlier with their deep stretches of color, but seeing him now, for all he was, the only word you could describe it as would be blessed.

He was obviously nervous, biting his lip waiting for any kind of response from you. So you told him the only words that you could grasp in that ever rushing mind of yours.

“I love you, Aether.”

His hips almost instinctively thrust, hitting as deep into you as you could take him. You must have hit some kind of nerve - or rather - need, inside of him, because he hurried his head in the valley of your chest his breathing was shaky.

“Please…” His voice wobbled from his throat. “Say it again?”

You smiled, it was so cute seeing the things that really got him going.

“I love yo-“

Another deep thrust caught you off guard, your words being replace with an unexpectedly loud whine. He started moving his hips at a steady pace, slow but deep, dragging right against that extra soft little spot in you.

Your nails dug into his shoulders and your eyes shut tightly, you relished the feeling of him filling you up, every movement driving you closer and closer to the edge. You swear, you were watching him fall more for you ever second he was inside you, his eyes were soft and his lips hung open just a tad, he was a sailor and you were his siren.

A hand moved from his shoulder to one of his horns, pulling him back down to kiss you. It wasn’t dirty, or lustful, it was that same kiss that he gifted you the first time.

He tried to keep at that slow pace, but the feeling of you clamping down on him, your skin pressed on his, it drove him wild and his thrusts started to speed up. You were starting to unravel underneath him, a mess of sweat and moans, and begging. You begged him for it, all of it, every little bit of him he could offer you.

“So close… Need…”

His head dipped down to your shoulder, where he placed a firm kiss, making you choke on your words.

“Mark me… Please…”

Almost as if he had been waiting, he opened his lips and dug his teeth into your shoulder, beads of blood dripping into his mouth. He slowed his thrust almost to a halt, but that didn’t stop you from grinding yourself on him, finally reaching your climax with an extremely lewd moan that was muffled by one of your hands. He joined you, giving a few deep thrust before his own release, his dick twitching while filling you with the warmest sensation you’ve probably ever felt.

He relaxes his jaw and pulls away from you, soothing the oncoming sting from the bite with his tongue as he lapped up any drips of blood still trying to escape. Your body was tired and your vision was blurry, so you simply tried to catch your breath until you regained a little stability.

Once Aether had stopped the bleeding, he lifted his head and rested it on your own, your noses pressed against one another.

“I love you too, tesorina. Let’s get you cleaned up, yeah?”

You nodded your head, trying to sit up with him, but he planted you flat on your back. You were a little confused, until he pulled a towel from his closet and a change of clothes. He wiped up the cum that was now spilling out of you, careful not to rub on any spot that was too sensitive. Sitting you up, he slid one of his shirts over your head, and a nice pair of socks onto your feet, topped off with a tender kiss on the forehead.

He threw on a pair of boxers and got into bed, pulling you into his chest from behind, trying his best not to touch the fresh mark on your shoulder. You two cuddle like that for a while, and you eventually start to drift off, Aether leaving you one final bit of praise to dream of.

"Even like this, dolcezza, you're still so perfect. Goodnight, I'll see you in my dreams."

[patriamrealm]

This may have been answered, but for your Pokémon!Aspects AU what Pokémon is the main character's Pokémon!Aspect? Whether it be Akari or Rei is fine, I just was wondering about it since I see cute pictures of Ingo and the Pearl Clan and was wondering about others in Hisui as well. Sorry to ask.

Don't be sorry I love questions! Ok so the mc in this au is Akari and she has cyndaquil aspects!

Jubilife village is more hostile/warry towards her than in canon once she comes into her aspects early on so she spends a lot of time out in the wilds and with the clans. They see her as being blessed by Sinnoh much like how they see their wardens being blessed for their aspects so they're more welcoming of her. The clans actually tend to be the ones that help her patch up herself and her uniform when it gets damaged so they add their own flair by adding common patterns unique to each clan on her clothes.

I like to think of her as a little bit of a feral gremlin that gets into a lot of trouble since she's left to her own devices most the time and neither clan can actually take her in because by all means she's still part of Jubilife.

as for the designs of the others I'm still working on the diamond clan but I finally settled on a design for Adaman that I'm happy with.

[satancopilotsmytardis]

""Everyone else sucks!" Magne says cheerfully." I think this sums up how you write the League's attitude pretty well, lol.

Though Toga is so sweet. She finally finds people who accept her quirk and are willing to give her blood as if it doesn't mean anything, as if it doesn't mean the world to Toga (they do know, they know now) and I love that for her.

"Dabi wishes he could take some of the work from his shoulders" They're so sweet. Especially with how much you make sure the reader knows Dabi does take off of Shigaraki's shoulders. Even here, when as a cat he can't work as much, he's helping.

I love Compress. Without Dabi, he's the second in command and he fills that position well. Of course Onigiri is actually first but since we don't count that...

Shigaraki arguing with his cat over said cat's drinking habits is funny as fuck. No wonder Compress thinks Onigiri is some kind of nomu.

The designer sounds fun! The thing about fashion! Yes! Absolutely! Especially since they're UA gym uniforms you'd think they would be fireproof, but no. God, I cannot imagine how expensive quirk adjusted clothes would be, if you think about how expensive even glasses can get (which are rarely covered by insurance). Damn.

It's interesting to see them pick their outfits! Nice!

Oof, being told off like that has to suck for Spinner, but it's something he needs to hear, especially since they're going to work with Stain in the future.

Oh, that's interesting! How Dabi views all of their resolves now that he's calmer than in canon. I like that a lot.

The League interacting with each other without the constant threat of death is so nice to see. I love that for them. They deserve a happy domestic life (of planning and training for terrorism).

I'm really happy that Muscular and Moonfish aren't part of the League here! It shows that they're really Shigaraki's group and he makes more confident decisions. I mentioned more of this in my last comment, but yeah, I like that a lot.

Dabi's trust in Shigaraki has grown so much since the first chapter. Not only Shigaraki, but everyone in the League. He trusts that they won't hurt him, that Tomura especially will keep him safe even while he's a cat and small. Ahhhh, I love this. Well, at least he trusts them not to hurt Onigiri. Dabi is once again seperating himself from the others by making a clear cut between Dabi and Onigiri. He thinks he can only be either one or the other. Oh damn.

The fact that Shigaraki especially tells the League that the Doctor is lying should he tell them to do anything really speaks of how much trust he has in the guy. It's none.

Compress being in physical pain about how Shigaraki washes his fancy clothes is very amusing.

"He can enjoy being human for a little while" if only Dabi knew how incredibly wrong everything starts going in the very next scene.

(I felt like with more scenes, I should add to my last comment and finish my reaction to this chapter! Thanks for giving us this!)

The League is a family!! Shigaraki didn't just give them a job, he gave them a home! It's all about connection baby!!!!

Magne deserves to be loud and supportive and really earning of the title "Big Sis" by treating the rest of them like family! Toga deserves to have people who accept her "evil" quirk as a part of her and not even blink about giving her what she needs to fuel it! And Compress deserves to show off how intelligent he is!

I think we all should spend more time thinking about how everyone being a superhero would affect pop culture and the world. Like Superhero movies? Documentaries now. So do the Sci-fi and Fantasy genres take off more? In a world with people with non-standard human biology, are there more years required to train as a doctor? If there aren't, how many more medical malpractice suits are made? Why does the fashion in the age of superheroes look so similar to that of fashion from well before that time? I can't get into all of these things in my writing, but it's something that SHOULD be considered in the world-building. MHA rests on the idea that all entertainment comes from heroes, heroes are the toys, heroes market products, heroes make clothes, etc. But I would like to mention if that is true, it speaks to an even more stilted and withered version of culture than has been explored in the Canon.

Spinner's having a rough time, but just like Shigaraki having to see his ideas/behaviors were stunting his growth, Spinner is at a point where he needs that too. This guy went from a law-abiding citizen to a villain from watching some videos online of a serial killer. That's not a great pipeline, and it's clear he's kind of using his obsession with Stain to keep from deeply examining the societal and racial injustice that he's been facing his whole life and deciding how he wants to fight back against that. He has strong beliefs, but he'll only be able to see them realized and stand up on his own if he takes the time to figure himself out and not just try to rip-off of someone else's.

Muscular and Moonfish are never part of my League! All my homies hate Muscular and Moonfish! ✊🏼

Thank you for going back for the rest of the chapter and commenting here! I'm so glad that you found so much to enjoy in the missing material! 🖤

[yoki-doki-then]

FFXIV Write 2024 - Halcyon

"There's too many bloody kids running around."

"Well, of course there are. It's Little Lady's Day."

A maid and butler take a reprieve by one of Ul'dah's larger fountains, seated on its edge. Nearby, their charge, a young lady as Lalafell as them, shows off her newest accessory to a gaggle of her peers. It's a tiara that's far too shiny, most of the appeal being given from glitter and a glossy varnish over cheap metal, but it delights the young ones regardless. For their elders? Gods, it's hard to look at. The sun just seems to hit all its sharp edges in a way designed to blind you.

So the maid continues to whine. "That headpiece is five times what it should cost. Frankly, I could get an authentic tiara for the same. And there's too many perfumes in the air; I can barely breathe! I swear, L-L-D is just an excuse for merchants to prey on everyone who wants to be a princess. I can't tell if Yoki smells of wood, of berry, of ocean, or of flower at this stage. I get hit with every sample she's indulged whenever we pass her."

"Mmm, it makes your sister happy, Toto," says the butler, Aiaika.

Totolili groans as he lays his head on his partner-in-servitude's lap, hoping to feel some of the fountain's succor on his brow. What was meant to be a fun bit of gender-roleplay turned out to be an exercise in finding out just how heavy a petticoat could be. How fragile an untrained gait could be in pumps. How suffocating a collar secured with a bow could be. And every time he tried to adjust this frilly uniform, his beloved was there to swat his hand, as he's no doubt sure hers was swatted when she trained for the job he's been playing at taking.

"Aika. I'm sorry. I need to shut my eyes for a spell. Just keep an eye on Yoki for a minute."

He feels his nose being flicked. "A maid doesn't relinquish her duties, nor a butler for that matter. There are less than human. They are as reliable as furniture." He hears the smile creep into her voice. "Though, a creaking chair does deserve Byregot's tender touch for doing its duty so well."

Toto shoots up, sitting perfectly, hands on his lap. "Yes, sir," he says, doing his best to mimic Aika's normal tone, but can't help but let a mix of way too many feelings on the suggestion turn it into a squeak. She scoots closer to him, and their fingers entwine at their sides, hidden from their charge's sight under the many, many folds of his skirt.

"... I wish I was more a part of her world, sometimes," Toto quietly says, leaning into his woman.

"Well, you could hardly be blamed. More than a decade between you."

"She spent so much time growing up bedridden. Some days I hoped she'd just fade away, finally. Mom and dad spent so much time at her side. I liked to tell myself it was for her sake that I wanted her pain to end, but I was a teenager, I know that I..."

"Everyone has dark thoughts. Good people don't indulge in them."

He sighs, hand reaching over to hold her arm. "Please never coddle me."

"I don't, and I won't."

"I just don't feel like a brother to her. I am. I try. But how do I relate? There's no shared struggle. I think a four-year difference could mean it'd be all right for me to bully her in a sport of some sort, but as many as we have? That's just cruel. It's like having to step back down the ladder of life to play pretend. I'm always wearing a mask around her. It's a happy one. But it is a mask. And I don't think I'll ever take it off."

Aika's fingers weave through his hair, which is long enough that his headdress looks more fitting than she's sure Toto would enjoy. The pads of her fingers weave circles against his scalp, the gentle rustling filling his ears, her thumbs giving the slightest pressure to his temple. "You wore a mask around me when we first met. Are you still wearing it now?"

"... No," Toto says. "I suppose not."

"You don't feel like you need to turn your nose up every time you saw me in the halls?"

"If I didn't, I would have stared."

It's Aika's turn to be quiet. She finds a hand reaching up to her head, coiling her unnaturally colored bob around an index. "... Hush, you," she says, before silencing him with what was meant to be a short kiss. But when Toto sinks back into her, it goes on. It goes on beyond what anyone should see in public. Nothing as sloppy as what desperate teens would do, but it's such a kiss of love that it makes people question their own lot in life. The kind of kiss where time freezes, because the world itself wants to watch.

"What're you doing?" asks their princess, a part of the world.

"G-guh!" says Toto, pulling back sharply. He looks at his little sister with wide eyes, their matching red orbs locking as he sees the princess in an outfit so layered it makes his maid uniform look positively breezy. Her hair is pulled up into two immaculately braided buns, jewels woven in their securing bands. "N-Nothing. Just..."

"My lady," starts Aika. "Your lordly brother was worried his breath would smell. I was inspecting."

"Hehe, bad breath."

"I do no-" Totolili realizes the peril of stockings, as they provide no protection from a silencing stomp. "I do."

"Can we go see the Songstress? I think she's performing soon?"

Yoki's maid and butler look at one another with a smile. They give one hidden squeeze with their entwined hands, and rise with palms demurely against their laps. A curtsey, a bow. Toto, of course, stumbles through the more complicated gesture.

"Okay!" Yoki says. "This way!" Somehow, she makes an eager jog look cute, and her charges call her name in their chase.

[aquamine-amarine]

It’s time for Part 3 of “I hate the fucking anime adaption so fucking much”. Part 2 is here.

I clearly need to be buying every single Nakayoshi issue because they keep hiding news in them that no one talks about, unless I see some Japanese fan on Twitter post about it. I saw this ad in the issue the night before the color illustrations were revealed. Like last time, seeing them in color only made me more annoyed. The themes are getting really ridiculous now. This one is "classical train station attendant clothing". Why. I know early on I wanted to see them in clothing besides their uniforms and transformations, I don't like these stupid themes though. Why they won't do a Halloween theme or wedding season theme is beyond...

Fucking anime art again, ugh. Three times now, it's too fucking much. If this isn't proof that they're absolutely planning on doing a reboot, I don't know what is. At least get a new fucking character design, God. I don't think I ever shared this character designer's Twitter account. Here it is. Yeah, that's Amu looking like a slut in the banner.

This needs a DRASTIC change just like the difference between the two Rozen Maiden anime adaptions. Completely different studio and character designer. It was a massive improvement. I'm so afraid of Satelight getting their hands on it again. I just don't see the results being as good as some past examples, where the original studio that fucked up the anime in the first place was also in charge of the reboots and actually redeemed themselves and made the adaption faithful to the manga. I'm talking about FMA and FMA: Brotherhood (Bones) and Sailor Moon and Sailor Moon Crystal (Toei Animation). Please, get a new character designer that actually references the manga art because this current guy does not. It will forever drive me insane that literally no one understand that Ikuto's hair and eyes are DARK BLUE not this shitty shade of blue (or purple) they keep using.

I'm happy to see that the Japanese fandom is actually expressing dislike for this (finally, it's about time), and none of them are happy with how Ikuto looks, obviously because he's just so out of character. One of them even posted a fixed version that made all their expressions better. At least Amu actually looks like herself this time, unlike those awful idol illustrations. Although her eye looks a little weird.

[itzpris15634]

Butterflies (ft. Blythe and Roger)

A bright, sunny afternoon in the Suburbia neighborhood. It was a lovely day to tend to gardens.

As Roger watered the flower bushes, his 7-year-old daughter Blythe sat quietly in the shade, drawing. Roger was so proud that Blythe had found herself a hobby. And she was good at it too, especially for her age.

As he tipped over the watering can to water the next bush, something caught his eye. Something small and light, flapping in the air…

"Blythe, come here!" Roger called his daughter over. "A butterfly!"

"A butterfly?!" Blythe looked up from her sketching in excitement. She left her sketchbook on the table and ran over to her father's side. She jumped in joy when she noticed the little insect.

"A butterfly! Woah, it's so pretty!" Blythe said.

"Absolutely," Roger nodded.

Finally, the butterfly flapped away in another direction, leaving the Baxter's garden.

"Aww, bye bye little butterfly!" Blythe waved the creature goodbye.

"You know Blythe… your mother really liked butterflies. She found them fascinating."

"Really?"

"Yeah. When were in highschool, she'd constantly mention bugs whenever we talked. She even took entomology in college."

"En…toe…wha?"

Roger chuckled, "Entomology. The study of insects. And butterflies are insects."

"Ohhh… Okay, okay! Wow, I wanna draw butterflies now!"

"Well, go right ahead!"

Blythe walked back to the shaded part of the garden, where the table with her sketchbook lay. Once there, she got back to drawing.

Roger smiled. He was so, so lucky to have this little girl.

---

15-year-old Blythe was seated on the couch, sketching. She had her music playing through her headphones.

"Hey, Blythe?"

"Yeah, dad?"

"Can I see your sketchbook?"

The question made Blythe shiver.

"Uh… why? You don't think I'm up to anything, do you…?"

"No! No. I trust you, Blythe. I know you wouldn't. I just wanna see your pages about butterflies again."

"Oh. Sure thing, Dad!" Blythe flipped the sketchbook over to the right page, then handed it to her father.

"Ah, I see…" Roger hummed as he examined every little sketch, "Wow. Wow! You're doing butterfly-inspired jewelry?"

"Yeah!"

"That's great! Totally great. Super great. Lovely."

"…Is there any particular reason you wanted to look into my sketchbook?"

"Uhm…" Roger hummed as he sneakily took out his phone and took a picture of the page, "No reason at all."

"You just took a picture of it."

"No I didn't," Roger immediately shoved the phone back into his pocket, and the sketchbook back into Blythe's hands.

"Lovely sketches, Blythe! You're really good at this."

He was clearly dodging her questions, but today she was going to not mind it. So instead, she said;

"Thanks, Dad!"

"You know, if you're up for it, would you like to go to art school? I think you'd be fit for that."

"Oh, I was actually thinking of something more like… fashion design. Like, fashion university."

"Ooh, fashion! Very ambitious. What are your goals for that one?"

"I'm… not really sure yet! Work at a fashion magazine? Start my own fashion business? I dunno."

"I see. Well, who knows? You've got plenty of time to think about that! What are you in again? 7th grade?"

"Mhm."

"Yep. Plenty of time!"

---

A few weeks later, Roger was on some sort of overnight trip. He was heading to Britain this time? Yeah…

So when Blythe heard the doorbell ring, she bolted over to the door to check who it was.

"Who is it?"

"Blythe, it's me! I'm home!"

When Blythe opened the door, she found her father standing there, dressed in his pilot's uniform.

"Dad! Welcome home!" She didn't hesitate to give him a big hug, which Roger gladly returned. "How was the trip?"

"Lovely! In fact, I've even got a few things for you!"

"F-for me? Really?"

"Hmmm… I'll show you after dinner! Come on. I got some food on the way back here." Roger said in a sing-songy voice, whistling on his way to the kitchen to prepare the food.

"Bah, cliffhanger…"

-

"Mmm, that was some really good food!" Blythe sighed, satisfied and happy with the night's meal, "Which restaurant did you get this from?"

"Oh, not exactly a restaurant. You know Ms. Lora's place?"

"Lora Hall? The lady who lives… 7 houses down from here?"

"Yeah, her. Her daughter recently started up a cooking business, so I checked it out."

"That's amazing! Do they have anywhere I can leave a 5 star review?"

Roger chuckled, "No, I don't think so. It's just a neighborhood thing, y'know? But I'll be sure to tell them that the next time I pass by their place!"

Father and daughter laughed together, enjoying each other's company.

But then, Blythe remembered.

"Hey, Dad. I remember you mentioning you had something… for me?"

"Oh! I do, yes I do! Here, let me just…" Roger reached into his bag, digging around in it, looking for something. Finally, he brought out a tiny little box.

"Wait… jewelry?" Blythe asked in disbelief.

"Yes! Or no. Maybe. Open it and find out."

Blythe followed the instructions. Her fingers took careful hold of the lid of the box, gently lifting up to reveal…

"A… candy necklace." Blythe held up the confection jewelry, looking at it with a raised brow and a look of confusion.

"Yes! A great addition to your closet, right? At least until you eat it. Or the ants do…"

Blythe simply rolled her eyes, chuckling, "Dad…"

Roger couldn't help but chuckle as well, "Okay, no, but seriously. Here's your actual gift." He presented another little box to Blythe, taking back the candy necklace (which he promptly ate).

When Blythe opened the new box, she was surprised to find…

"Oh. Em. GEE!" She gasped, "Is this one of my designs?"

"Ding ding ding! You got that right." Roger nodded. "I took it to a jeweler, and now I got you this!"

Blythe held up the necklace, watching its gold shimmer in the light. She recognized the design on the charm as one of her own- an outline of a butterfly's wings, with several bright, shining, magenta gems sealed in.

"Dad, it's beautiful! Thank you so much… would mind helping me put it on?"

"Of course, anything for you, Blythie."

---

25-year-old Blythe Baxter groaned, repeatedly banging her head against the desk, not caring that she could crack her glasses. Said desk was a mess, covered by a thick layer of documents, designs, notes and writing…

This stupid job. Her stupid co-workers, Brittany and Whittany. And their stupid, nepotistic mother for allowing them to work in the place-

Okay, no. Not these thoughts again. She's getting all worked up…

Sighing, Blythe took off her glasses to pinch the bridge of her nose.

As she went to hang her glasses by her shirt, she heard the familiar dangling of a chain on her chest.

Oh. Right. The butterfly necklace.

Butterflies. Insects. Mom. Dad…

How long has it been?

While Blythe loved Downtown and met all these amazing people there (everyone down at the pet shop, plus her friends at work that made her days there just a bit more bearable), she also missed Suburbia. She hasn't been there since she left. More importantly, she missed her Dad…

She'll have to go back and visit him sometime.

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Day 7: Nostalgia

Planning to continue this with tomorrow's prompt, Homecoming, but idk man. Got real life stuff going on, but we'll see.

[frauleinandry]

new persona 3 trailer... while the ken hangout scene looks entirely new, the shinji/koromaru hangouts look pretty similar to the femc social links. i'm kinda hoping this means the girls' platonic links are based off hers as well, since some of them are a pretty big upgrade over the OG links.

in terms of other stuff, i let out a happy scream when I saw they had special uniforms for the dark hour! while it makes sense for the investigation team, it always bothered me that SEES just climbed tartarus in their school uniforms asdfghjl. fuuka's new design in particular looks great!

i think the final thing of note was seeing a whole bunch of new characters - aigis, koromaru, shinjiro, and ken have all dropped, along with cameos from pharos, natsuki, and ikutsuki. the official art looks nice as always, though I think ken's voice is too deep - dubs need to start hiring actual children for child characters already. still, i'm almost certainly going to play with the japanese voices anyway, so it's not a huge deal to me.

[leggerefiore]

//feel free to post publicly!! //

awhile ago I showed u my oc as the CEO twins AU assistant! And I finally designed her uniform !:3

I’m not sure what colors I want because I don’t want her to have a favorite twin lol. But my headcannon is that she alternates between the black and white uniforms depending on which twin she is working with for the day. And she wears the grey uniform when it’s the 3 of them.

I think she would wear her assigned twins uniform color when she’s working with them (or maybe wear the other twins uniform color just so she can complete the other twin?? Like she’s with Emmet and wears the black uniform to fill in for ingo ??) either way the pink uniform was for funsies and idk if that could actually work but maybe!

Anyways thank u for letting me share this with u I really love your CEO AU !! 💕💕

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(Sorry for replying so late!! it got buried in my inbox!)

I think the outfit matching could work well when she's attending to one specifically for a day (as like a way to signify which twin she's currently working with) or just having the grey was as a main one and the black or white ones as back ups, too! The pink one is also super cute! Maybe it's a special occasion or just one to break the cycle of the other three? Hmm...

Thank you for sharing your art, too! I'm happy you like my silly au, haha.

[matchmade-chemistry]

Y'all, I just made fangan ocs ^^

I am so happy rn, I'm linking their intros RN-

Just a quick note that most of these are pulled from my writings and some interactions on character.ai. And my protagonist and other roles aren't created yet. I just have this group, on with the show then!! ^^

"An honest to god, Ultimate...? That's so interesting..." The boy said, his eyes filling with respect for the person in front of him. He was about to say his own name and ultimate, but then had a worried look in his soft pink eyes. "I'm............ I am....." He started, but never finished. He just gave a blank and haunted look to the floor, it seems like a good chance to see if this guy was a threat.... he was around average height. He had strawberry blonde hair, and the bangs went in his pastel pink eyes. He had a couple of freckles on the bridge of his nose. He absent-mindedly leaned against the locker that had to have been pried open for him to be freed. He wore a black longsleeved shirt, and a white vest, with a undone tie that was bright red and had some type of insignia on it... Although it was unrecognizable right now. He also wore deep blue jeans and red sneakers, as he audibly winced. Never thought concentration could be this painful... But, finally, finally he introduced himself "Kurai. You can call me Kurai.."

Kurai, Ultimate ???

"An.... Amnesiac.? You can't remember.... anything?" A girl questioned. She looked... ghostly. and skeletal. She was... VERY thin, and her skin and hair were both a pale white, frosty, even. She was a bit taller then average, at least 5'7. The main color came from her eyes, which were red as blood, as if you'd pricked your finger, and seen the blood pool on your finger, but the drop fell into this girls eye sockets. And her clothing. She seemed to go for more pastel colors, short sleeved shirt that puffed up slightly, a dusty turquoise apron with pale yellow accents, but black pants. And black shoes. She got the bangs out of her eyes with a pale yellow headband "I.... I am......Reika Todomatsu, Ultimate Confectioner. Please explain why you think that of yourself.." She requested

Reika Todomatsu, Ultimate Confectioner

Looking for the owner of the laugh, it seemed to belong to someone in the corner. It was a boy, a tall boy. His messy black hair covered one of his eyes, but the uncovered one was a rich golden color. He had a smirk on his face, which didn't seem to be leaving any time soon, as one of his hands were neatly tucked into an open black jacket with thick white accents. He wore two other shirts underneath, a deep red shirt, with the top three buttons undone, even though there was a silver chain holding the shirt by it's collar, and the last was a plain white t-shirt. He wore a slightly spikey black leather belt and white pants, with the design of a vine or flower going up on one of the legs. In his other hand, which was adorned with rings and bracelets, was a cigarette, the smoke framing his face in a unusually pleasant way. "Kei Saikoro, Ultimate Jeweler. Charmed, I'm sure."

Kei Saikoro, Ultimate Jeweler

"Ooooh, newbie?~ Care to explain why the fuck you think you can approach m-" The girl who said this was cut off by a boy who looked exactly like her. The girl was maybe 5'7 whilst the boy was 5'10. They both had silky bright blue hair, but the girls was shoulder length and there were wavy pigtails in the back. Whilst the boys was much longer then a boy would normally let it grow, at least near his elbows, even though it was put up into a ponytail. They also both had heterochromic eyes, one being black and the other white. They also wore matching clothes, as if it was a uniform. A white longsleeved shirt with a charcoal grey vest, charcoal grey pants, and knee high black laced up riding boots. The main difference was that the girl wore a cap on her head and the boy had a trenchcoat placed upon his shoulders. "So sorry for my sister. Anyways, pleasure to meet you. I'm Shiroko Hiroshima, and this is my sister Kurone. We're both the Ultimate Leader." The boy now named Shiroko introduced, quite exasperatedly

Shiroko Hiroshima, Ultimate Leader

Kurone Hiroshima, Ultimate Leader

"..." The other person seemed to take a bit of a long time to answer. Not as if she was shy like Reika, but as if she didn't want to be here right now, but this gave everyone a good chance to observe them. It was a girl, with long hair, almost wrist length, and was two toned. One side was a pure snow white colour, the other was pitch black. She had lavender eyes, but her choppy bangs slightly covered them. She was wearing a black longsleeved button up shirt with deep violet shorts and suspenders. She also had a shimmering glimmery strap across her chest, likely holding the camera that was at her side, hinting at her Ultimate ability already. "Nozomi Akazawa, Ultimate Photographer.."

Nozomi Akazawa, Ultimate Photographer

"It's very nice to meet you!" A girl said. She was on the shorter side, only 5'3, and she held a tablet in her arm, tucked safely into her side. She had slightly curly elbow length dusty pink hair that was put into low twintails, and her fluffy bangs were held back by a white headband with a bow on the side. She also had bright acid green eyes with long lashes. She wore a white, short sleeved button up shirt with black slacks, and an oversized, dusty blue cardigan which fell off of her shoulders, so that way the neck of her sweater reached her elbows instead. But.... if you looked right into her eyes they looked.... glitchy. Like, there were some oddly placed pixels in her pupils, and the outline was a bright neon pink instead of normal, in her case, green. "My name is Osanoko Yuki! Ultimate Digital Artist!"

Osanoko Yuki, Ultimate Digital Artist

After looking at the classmates he was stuck with up and down with a judgemental olive green stare, and opening his fan so that it covered the lower half of his face, he sighed, as if just introducing himself was exhausting. "Konichiwa, gaijin. My name is Toshihiro Umanosuke, and I am the Super High School Level Traditionalist." He said, his voice a monotone drawl. He was tall, quite tall, he had to be at very least 6'3, with long blond hair pulled back into a ponytail. He wore a navy blue kimono, so dark it could blend into the deepest ocean itself. Along with the matching black fan, and thankfully some white on the collar, plus the white obi around his waist cut the sheer depressing colorscheme. He also wore pale white tabi socks and zori sandals.

Toshihiro Umanosuke, Ultimate Traditionalist

[they-them-that]

Ranking Precure seasons purely on design and concept because I'm up early anyways (least favourite to most) Part 1.

18. Happiness Charge Precure

They're magical girl outfits have the least distinctive personalities with only minor differences from each other. I understand they were going for a Sailor Moon idea with a uniform style but the appearance of the outfits are very underwhelming to me. They're plain even for just overall magical girls, tbh.

17. Doki Doki Precure

It's mostly the hair that throws me off. It's a mixture of normal strands to big blobs. I wish they committed to the stylized hair and got rid of the fringes or else I'm stuck trying to understand how Cure Rosetta's pigtails work that would still make her bangs possible.

I like the overall drop-down dresses but its mismatched appearance feels like a bombardment of layers and shapes that don't mix harmoniously. I wouldn't be against an asymmetrical style if this Precure was heavily alternative but it ends up clashing with the cutesy atmosphere instead.

16. Precure Splash Star

This one is victim to being the first new precures after the original where they barely changed it up. It just ends up being the lesser version of the classic that made itself impossible to not make comparisons.

I do like the idea of Cure Egret's first outfit that lost its uniqueness in the new one just to match with Cure Bright. Cure Bright's outfit does upgrade as the greens in her old outfit didn't match her but it's nice they maintained green as an accent for her new one!

15. Healin' Good Precure

The designs are lovely and elegant, theres nothing inherently wrong with it but it's visually weak compared to its predecessors and descendants. I don't have much to say because there's just not much to say about it, to be honest. It's just kind of generic.

14. Smile Precure

I love the wild and creative hairstyles and the hair wings but that is really the only unique visual aspect to Smile. Also questionable transformation tool that markets wearing makeup to young girls which I know isn't new but still feels patriarchal and groomy. 😅

13. Soaring Sky! Precure

I have mixed feelings. I really dig Cure Sky's design and it's cool for the protagonist to be blue this time! I'm not into the puffy arm bands but the cape adds so much flare! Cure Prisms' softer design bounces off Cure Sky nicely and she looks great!

The other too... I despise honestly lol. It's cool we finally get a boy Precure as a part of the pack and that he isn't stereotypically masculine but his hair and outfit feels so unflattering. Cure Butterfly's outfit has the same issue with Doki Doki Precure and the merged arm sleeves are unsettling to me.

12. Delicious Party Precure

The style is meant to have festival vibes with traditional design elements which is a cool idea! It's a fun burst of colours with a cohesive theme but it doesn't stick in my mind. I wish all the girls leaned more into the cultural aesthetics but besides Cure Yum Yum (who I think is one of the best Precure Designs overall), they're mostly Victorian-esque which should've been unique to Cure Finale. Speaking of her, although I like her design, I also have a gripe with the blonde hair and blue eyes because it feels Eurocentric. And when her normal appearance is dark haired, she honestly feels white washed to me...

11. Tropical Rouge Precure

I love the designs and they gave such a unique concept, I just don't end up feeling strongly about this series. The designs feel a bit busy to me although I do love that Cure Summer isn't predominantly pink. She has a very unique look but other than her, everyone just feels like another iteration of past precures.

10. Suite Precure

Cure Melody and Cure Rythm slay, their designs are perfect! I love the music concept and their appearance bounce off each other just as well as Cure Black and Cure White did. The other girls ruin the cohesion for me, tbh and I don't really like their outfits. 🫤

[author-of-kimyona]

so the design process for each character is very lengthy, and added with now getting ready for college, it's taking a bit a LOT longer than expected to finish every character's designs.

BUT. i do have the base sketches finished for 3 characters that I'm proud of

Kimyōna:

i decided to give her a more rugged look. her life wasn't that easy, and I wanted for her clothing to reflect that. i still wanted to make her look cool-and maybe a bit dystopian-so I reflected that in her design as well.

here's a closeup of her profile because it's kind of hard to see in the initial photo

Ami Himura:

this isn't her final look, but I still wanted to share this to show my design process. she still has a sailor uniform-esque outfit on, but I also gave her a letterman jacket that hangs off her shoulders and a sleeveless top underneath. the belt connecting her skirt and her top is made of metal to give it a more futuristic look. the middle of her belt has a heart on it <3. she still has her hair and signature bow because I love it

because of story reasons, i changed it (no you will not know why. that will be spoilers >:()

I wanted to Ami's outfit to fit a more traditional look, but still have the ✨Ami flare✨. But I didn't know how I would go about it, so I tried combining different pieces of traditional Japanese attire to see what would work. i settled with a combination of a haori and a michiyuki, and this seemed to work the best as being both traditional and appealing to Ami's character.

It's main color is blue because it's her favorite color (and I color coded Ami to be blue at the very beginning) and I added some pink accents and added some red flowers because it looks nice (Ami's surname "Himura" literally translates to "dark red village" so the flowers work there too). her belt is less traditional and is more similar to our modern belts but I think it works here.

now here's Ami with her new fit :D

I also made her face and body type less mature to fit her age and personality

Indigo Jelani:

my notes aren't lying when I say that I loved designing her

her appearance didn't change too much from what y'all may have seen in my previous posts, but there are some stuff that are worth mentioning.

her scarf is not attached to her top. it's its own thing! i also gave it a more ombre pattern-going dark to light-and the rest of her outfit is going to reflect the same way in the future. i gave her shirt longer sleeves that just go down to below her elbow. she no longer has a turtleneck and instead had a u-collar thingy (don't know what to call it). her shorts now have a flower pattern, but I'm still trying to find what flowers they should be.

here's a closer look at her profile since it's harder to see in the initial photo. forgot to mention that her scarf has a clasp in the front

i lied. here's my process of trying to create a cuter design for Jelly:

i made this a while back and y'all probably seen it in my sneek peak of redesigning everyone, but I thought I'd share it now. i want Jelly to be less annoying but still charming. i basically experimented with shapes until i found a combination that made me happy, then finished the character from there

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yeah, the logic especially makes absolutely 0 sense.

like, army and everything aside, where does she even get those outfits from?

from the very first episode, Catra stands out cuz she isn't wearing anything like the uniform that everyone else is, with the exception of Adora, though her uniform still looks kinda like the cadet one but modified. we could reason that SW gave her that outfit.

but with Catra? there's no in-world reason for it.

you could argue that Nate wanted you to pay attention to Catra in comparison to the other cadets, to show she's more important, writing wise, but her early teens outfit still did that just fine. she was wearing the uniform, but it had a slightly more scrappy look to it.

and, as someone who has a lot of trial and error in character design, there are plenty good designers that know how to still make a character look different, even if they're in similar get-up as everyone else. there's no actual reason for Catra to have a different outfit from the one she had as a younger teen. there just isn't.

as for the other outfits:

where on etheria could either her or Scorpia get fancy outfits? Scorpia, i could justify with her having a lot of money and more leeway, but the show never displays that.

the winter one makes sense, i guess, but even so, the Kingdom of Snows and the Horde didn't seem to have, like, any animosity with each other whatsoever, so why would the Horde be interested in seasonal clothes? Catra obviously isn't above stealing.

Crimson Waste is literally just their normal outfits with a jacket, not sure if you can even consider that a different outfit. this is just for her to look 'cool' and 'badass'.

yeah, i'm gonna think she's so cool in that jacket when she talks like an edgy 12 yr old obsessed with gachatube, early 2010s tumblr, and r/im14andthisisdeep.

s4 outfit, i don't hate it, but it just feels like more fanservice and i don't understand why it looks the way it does. why does she have one sleeve? people made up that it was because of the corruption from s3, but that never happened. it literally never happened.

i know you don't have to be 100% practical when designing a character, i'm honestly just nitpicking because the stans piss me off and i never understand why Catra doesn't wear armor. i mean, we know she has plot armor, but-

the... is it sleepwear? i dunno, but i'm p sure that she wore a similar outfit in the beginning of s4. writing wise, doesn't make sense, but whatever, it's fine, it's just sleepwear.

now her s5 outfit just makes me mad, cuz where the hell did she get it? if you think about it too much, it gives a creepy implication that one of the others somehow found her s4 outfit and kept it ( and knowing stans, they'd likely make it so that Adora found it ). but then you'd have to remember that this is SPOP and Nate is the main writer of it and remember that this is just yet another continuity error ( i think i'm using that term right- ).

i actually hate the space outfits, they're so fucking ugly, get them out of my fucking fa-

people call this the future, but like...

this is Adora's dream. not her seeing the future. and even then, it's a really strange one, cuz it implies a few details that just don't match with what we know?

Glimbow, for one thing. i don't think Adora was rooting for them. i mean, she'd be happy for them, i think, but that woulda come outta left field for her, like it did for the rest of us.

the other thing is Scorpia's party and how she'll 'kill them' if they're late. i feel like this does kinda make sense, but only if Adora still held the image of Scorpia from s1-s4 to the one now. which i think would be giving the writers too much credit.

i don't know why they wrote in that comment, but it doesn't really fit Scorpia. we all know she's not necessarily the most violent person, though she's not the most docile, either, so Bow saying that just never made sense to me.

final thing is people assuming that these 'dream' outfits were ones they'd wear all the time in the future. and, Nate seems to agree, considering that one illustration, that's just kinda silly? i feel like Catra definitely wouldn't look as put together, especially since she's apparently still a child and refuses to get her hair brushed.

at least Adora still acknowledges that she's a brat.

and i'm gonna be so fr, i hate dream Bow's look, why the fuck-

so, yeah, to the surprise of no one, most, if not all, of these outfits don't make in-world sense, yet they exist anyway because Nate decided that a war criminal that runs on ration bars deserves to 'look hot // badass' more than the main fucking protagonist.

this make me a little upset

and the problem is that not only adora never changes her base outfit, every other princess used only 2 other clothes

but they want me to belive the catgirl had a full wardrobe while living in the fucking fright zone where the soldiers only had ration bars to eat

Yeah, that makes no sense what so ever. It also felt weird that throughout the series Adora was still wearing her OG outfit from when she was in the Horde. Like, did she ever think, "Hey, maybe I should change out of the outfit I was wearing when I was in a fascist army? Nah."

Just goes to show who's the creator's favorite, I guess...

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What’s the worst gift they ever received? How did they respond?

Oh, thank you for the ask! Honestly... I always imagined that Alphinaud gave her one of the first Crystal Braves uniforms after the design was finalized as a way of thanking her for her help. That was probably it lol. It had nothing to do with what happened with the crystal braves - she just hated the way it looked. "Alphinaud? I'm really happy all of your dreams are coming true and everything and it was very sweet of you to think of me but - Alphinaud, are you listening to me? I need you to look me in my eyes and understand that I am never, ever going to wear this. It's not because I don't support you it's because it's hideous and would look terrible on me. You get that, right? Anyway, congratulations!"

As (a) runner(s) up, I'm sure at some point someone has gifted her a beginner's guide to Aetherology or a brief history of the Allagan Empire or something like that... Rhiki isn't big on reading or scholarly research so, while it was probably well-intentioned, it would have made her feel a little stupid and also made her wonder if the person who gifted it to her had actually ever met her. Or maybe if they were subtly trying to imply something. In this case she probably smiled and said, "How thoughtful! Thank you!" But in that tone of voice that carries the underlying meaning of Why would you think this is something I would ever want?

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EAH was one of my very favorite cartoons as a kid, and I've been enjoying it's renaissance very much, so REDESIGNS!!! (I've done a bunch over a couple months and put them on Instagram, but I figured I'd move them here cause Instagram sucks, so if you've seen them before over there that's why)

I think the original designs are aesthetically pleasing, but they're not super practical for the characters- case in point! Gay icon Darling Charming

I'm gonna put all my design notes under the cut so if you don't care about that carry on, have a nice day

Darlings original design is fun, but it doesn't serve an obvious purpose, at least not that I can see. She clearly wears armor on the outside of her outfit, the Marie Antoinette poof is a bit strange to me, and she has very little visually tying her to Dexter and Daring. I wanted to emphasize her secrecy, but also her passion for puzzle solving, riddles, combat tactics, ect. when she's around the people she trusts (as if the queer metaphor wasn't obvious enough)

Here are some details that just make me happy

-First, the hair. I knew I wanted to give the White Knight a more unique look, and I wanted to simplify it overall. I LOVE the original armor, but it would be a huge pain to animate, and I don't have the patience for that, so I went for a masquerade-ball-three-musketeers-vibe. The braided bun is still a fancy, regal style, but it's a lot easier for her to manage in her uniform

-I tried to synthesize the color schemes of the Charming siblings. They all have a pit of yellow, a bit of pinkish red, a bit of blue. The twins lean heavy into yellow and blue, with splashes of red where thematically appropriate. Darling doesn't really communicate with Daring much, so she has the least amount of red. I think having more muted colors in comparison to her brothers also emphasizes the fact that she's hiding herself. She is very much defying her family with her ambitions, and she has to work hard to keep it under wraps. Sort of related, I gave her a tooth gap, because it's a cute design detail, but also to act as a "flaw" to contrast with Daring. Daring's primary physical trait is his ungodly perfect teeth, so I thought it'd be fun to give her an "imperfect" trait, like Dexter and his glasses. There's nothing actually wrong with them, but it's a failure to reach the insane expectations that the Charming family has cultivated over the generations. Basically the Charmings are petty and I feel bad for the youngest generation.

-Speaking of concealment! There are a couple bits that I thought would be fun to hide throughout her outfit. First, the skirt is flowy enough and the shirt is positioned just right so that you can't tell, but she has pieces of leather armor on at all times. She saves the plates for wonderland. She also wears gloves to hide the callouses on her fingers from swordfighting! She also probably keeps knives in her hair somewhere. Pulling a small switchblade out of the base of her bun just seems like something she would do

-Final thing, I gave her a scar! From what I can tell, she's always been very rough-and-tumble, so I gave her a scar over her brow. She likes to pretend it's from a Mysterious Incident to mess with her friends, but really she was wrestling Daring when they were like, 4 and 6, and she bonked her face into a table. She got over it real fast, but Daring got a long lecture about it, and that's when he started getting over-protective about her