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Image Description: Digital Art of My Hero Academia’s class 1-A students, all sporting their own and each other’s Hero Merch. There are five students on each page, there are four separate pages.

Bakugo Katsuki (Dynamight) is the first. His Dynamight logo is spelled in blocky black letters, with an explosion and smoke around it, in orange, red, and gray. Bakugo’s standing relaxed with a hand at the nape of his neck, the other shoved into his left pocket. He has his signature spiky blond hair, and a gray hearing aid in. Bakugo is wearing a baggy gray sweatshirt with the logo of Red Riot over the left breast, which is red with an R R over it. Bakugo is also wearing a Dynamight themed black pouchbag over his torso, with his symbol and fiery orange explosions along the strap. The end of his belt hangs down to his knee, dark green with white letters saying Deku over and over. The rest of his outfit consists of baggy black cargo pants, and dark gray work-boots with dark yellow laces.

Midoriya Izuku (Deku) is second. His logo is ‘Deku’ in red capital letters with a cyan blue underlaying them, giving it a 3-D look. Midoriya looks mid-walk, one foot in front of the other, fiddling with his t-shirt as he smiles, his freckles and scars on full display. He’s wearing a navy-blue shirt with Ingenium’s mask/logo on it. Midoriya is also sporting a Froppy backpack, which is dark green with orange accents, and a large a light green frog on its outside pouch. A red water bottle is in the side pocket. Hanging from the backpack are five different keychains, which overlap over one another. The keychains are the merch of, All Might, Uravity, Dynamight, ChargeBolt, and Grape Juice. Midoriya is wearing plain khaki shorts and his classic red sneakers. But these sneakers are Deku themed, with a blue D on the outside and blue lightning streaking across the inside.

Uraraka Ochako (Uravity) is the third. Her logo is a planet with stripes and two rings around it. The stripes are pink and pastel pink, the first ring is thin and blue. The second ring is thicker and the same pastel pink, it says ‘Uravity’ on it in bold black letters. There are stars around the logo. Uraraka looks like she’s in the middle of doing the shoot dance. Her back turned to the viewer, her left leg bent behind her. Her brown hair is put up with an Invisible Girl themed hairclip, which is see-through. Uraraka is wearing her own themed bomber jacket, which has the same logo along the back. The hood is light blue, the sleeves pink. She’s wearing hot-pink shorts, which show off the star tattoo on her right inner shin. As well as the Pinky themed ankle Boots, which is an inverted version of Pinky’s Hero Costume, being mostly pink with blue blobs. They are heeled boots with a P on the bottom sole.

Todoroki Shoto (Shoto) is the fourth. His logo is as simple as it can get, his name in black letters with the accent over the first O. Familiar two-toned hair and scar over the left side of his face, Todoroki is in the middle of eating an orange popsicle. He’s wearing a short-sleeved hoodie in his own theme, his name/logo over the front in black letters, the hoodie itself is a creamy white. He’s wearing yellow and red wrist bands, which are Creati themed, a white C on them. Todoroki is in normal gray slacks, plain brown shoes. He’s carrying a Cellophane tote bag, the bag is a sunflower yellow with a tape dispenser on the front.

Iida Tenya (Ingenium) is the fifth. His logo is of his Hero helmet, though grayer than his costume actually is. Iida is wearing his signature square glasses, looking like he just left the gym. He’s in a yellow tank top, which is Sugarman themed, but the logo on the front is covered by the water bottle Iida is carrying. He is also holding an Ingenium themed notepad, which is blue with his logo/mask on the front. The gym-shorts he is wearing are Tentacole themed, the same blues from Tentacole’s Hero costume, with Tentacole’s logo down the sides, and yellow drawstrings in the front. Iida’s engines are on full display as he walks, he is wearing normal tennis-shoes, dark blue with red stripes down the sides.

Kirishima Eijiro (Red Riot) is the sixth. His logo is a red boxing-glove with two white R’s on the front. Kirishima is stretching his left arm over his right, looking like he just finished at the gym. His red hair is pushed back by a Dynamight headband, little explosions along the black band. His tank top is two-toned, the top half is a muted red that looks to be dripping down over the light gray at the bottom, this is a Pinky themed tank top. Kirishima is wearing his own themed basketball shorts, which are black with a white stripe on the sides, white drawstrings, two overlapping Rs on the bottom right thigh. He is wearing black and red athletic shoes, with an orange stripe and white laces.

Sero Hanta (Cellophane) is seventh. His logo is a tape dispenser, but instead of a roll of tape it is a large yellow C outlined in black. Sero is smiling behind himself, as he walks. His hair is messily pushed down by the Shoto themed beanie he is wearing, which is white with Shoto’s logo/name on it. Sero is wearing a chunky-yellow-beaded necklace, which is hanging over his own themed black t-shirt. His shirt has his own logo over the left breast. Sero has a ChargeBolt messenger bag slung over his left shoulder. Which has ChargeBolt’s yellow logo on the side, the bag’s flap is black, the inner and strap is white, with electricity going up the strap. He’s wearing tie-dyed capris, which are rainbow colors. His shoes are yellow and white chuck-taylors.

Ashido Mina (Pinky) is eighth. Her logo is ‘Pinky’ spelled in bright pink bubble letters, which are all capitalized except for the I. There is a blue dripping down behind the letters, much like her acid. Ashido looks like she’s posing for the paparazzi, one hand lifted in a wave, her left leg lifted into the air. Her hair is curly and put in an up-doe that hides her horns. She’s lifting up her pink heart-shaped sunglasses with the same hand that’s waving, which are Invisible Girl themed. Ashido is wearing a necklace made up of blue hearts in different sizes. Her crop top looks like a disco ball, which is Can’t Stop Twinkling’s merch. Her coat is a creamy fluffy faux fur, some of Anima’s merch. Ashido is wearing her own bellbottom jeans, with a pink belt. The bottoms of the bellbottoms have that same dripping blue acid as her logo, which hide her purple combat boots.

Jiro Kyoka (Earphone Jack) is ninth. Her logo is made up of two wiggly red symbols, the top one and bottom one intersecting to make an E and J. Jiro looks to be on her way to band practice, with a guitar on her back. The guitar is in a black case with red detailing, her own merch. Jiro is wearing a long leather jacket, with yellow buttons and Tsukuyomi’s Hero symbol on each shoulder. Jiro has a ChargeBolt chocker on, which is black with a single electricity bolt charm on it. Her cropped yellow and red sweater vest is Creati themed. The rest of Jiro’s outfit is made up of a red mini-skirt, fishnet tights, and big buckle combat boots.

Kaminari Denki (ChargeBolt) is the tenth. His logo is made up of a C and a B, the two letters are stacked to look like a electricity bolt, the C large and the B squished. Kaminari is in the middle of eating some Sugarman popcorn, looking distractedly at the viewer. He’s wearing an Earphone Jack black jacket, her logo going down the back, the red of it reaching up the sleeves of the jacket, the same red striping the collar. Kaminari is wearing off-white jeans with a large yellow T on the back left pocket and a large yellow M on the right, Tailman’s merch. Kaminari is also wearing his own belt, black with yellow electric-bolts going around the whole thing. He’s wearing plain black and white shoes.

Shoji Mezo (Tentacole) is eleventh. His logo is a cross between the ‘cool S’ and an infinity sign, it’s light blue and dark blue with yellow outlines. Shoji looks to be taking a walk, his arms around him, one with a watch on the wrist, another with a mouth instead of a hand, smiling at the viewer. Shoji is wearing an Ingenium face-mask, which looks like Ingenium mask’s bottom half. Shoji’s wearing his own tank top, which is a dark blue with his symbol prominently on the front. He’s wearing gray gym shorts and red high-tops. He’s also sporting black kneepads, which are Red Riot themed with two red R’s.

Asui Tsuyu (Froppy) is twelve. Her logo is the name Froppy in pink letters, framed by green. The Rs are both taller than the other letters, their holes made into eyes. The Y’s tail is long, making it look like a tongue. Making her symbol look like a frog face. Asui is holding a Froppy themed umbrella, which is a green frog with spots and eyes on the top, pink on the underside. Asui is holding a coffeecup and looking at the bottom of her right shoe. Asui is wearing a long overall jean-dress, over a light pink shirt. The dress has an A at the right shoulder and bugs (bees, butterflies, worms, ladybugs) flying across the bottom half, this is Anima merch. Her bright pink platform shoes are Uravity themed, with little plantes on the sides.

Tokoyami Fumikage (Tsukuyomi) is thirteenth. His logo is of his own head, with Dark Shadow’s red eyes. Tokoyami is staring down the viewer, rubbing his hands together. He is wearing his own brand fingerless gloves, which are black with a triangle cut out on the back, which is outlined in yellow. The halter-top he is wearing is Froppy themed, the inverse of Froppy’s Hero Costume. Mostly black with green and yellow accents. Tokoyami is wearing a green grommet belt over some muddy brown cargo pants. The pants have Dynamight spelled down the sides. Tokoyami’s pants are tucked into only one of his black boots, zipped up with a gold zipper.

Aoyoma Yuga (Can’t Stop Twinkling) is fourteenth. His logo is made up of a light purple letters, the background of the logo a soft yellow. Each letter looking as much as a sparkle as possible, inside of a starburst of sorts. Aoyoma looks to be ‘nonchalantly’ posing for the camera, one hand coming up toward his face, the other in the pocket of his pants as he walks. Aoyoma is wearing yellow sparkle earrings, his own merch. A Deku pin which is just a D, at the collar of his pink puffy dress shirt. Aoyoma is wearing his support belt over some purple vertical-striped pants, which are tucked into some Tsukuyomi boots, his bird logo on the sides.

Yaoyorozu Momo (Creati) is the fifteenth. Her logo almost looks like a school crest, a red circle in the middle of two yellow clamps that are holding two smaller circles. The biggest circle, in the middle, has a white C in the center. Yaoyorozu looks like she’s either planning something or getting up to shenanigans. Eyes canted to the side, hair down behind her, hands intertwined in front of her. Yaoyorozu is wearing a cream colored turtle-neck, Shoto’s merch. With a brown vest over the top, and pearl earrings and a matching necklace. The skirt she is wearing looks like an American cheerleader’s, red with yellow detailing, a C at the bottom left side, her own Hero Merch. The heeled brown boots she’s wearing are Earphone Jack’s merch, with the E J logo on the side.

Koda Koji (Anima) is the sixteenth. His logo is a red A in the middle of a yellow square. The square looks like a square on a quilt, the A looking stitched on. Koda looks nervous, left hand rubbing at his head as he stares uncertain at the viewer. Koda has headphones around his neck, black with the E J logo that is Earphone Jack’s. Koda is wearing a white dress shirt with a blue sweater vest over the top. The light blue sweater vest is Tentacole merch, his symbol over the left breast. Koda’s khaki patchwork shorts are rolled up at the knee. Patches of animals over the legs, a bee and cat patch on his right leg, one of his own logo at his left front pocket. Koda’s socks are mismatched, vertical stipes and horizontal stripes, his shoes are blue and white.

Hagakure Toru (Invisible Girl) is seventeenth. Her logo is a large, lowercase I. The outline is a shinny blue, the inside a pastel pink. Hagakure is definitely posing for someone, her back half twisted toward the viewer, her left leg bent all the way up. As she shows off both her bags. She’s wearing a green frog bucket-hat, Froppy merch. Hagakure’s jersey t-shirt is white with gold trim and golden T M on the back, Tailman merch. She has a brown square bag in her right hand, a glittering disco-ball purse on her left wrist, Can’t Stop Twinkling merch. She’s wearing a pink pleated skirt with yellow buckles. Her pink gloves match her skirt. Hagakure’s knee-high socks are pink with blue dripping from the tops, Pinky’s merch. Her jelly shoes seem to be see-through, shiny and squishy looking, they are her own Hero merch.

Sato Rikido (Sugarman) is eighteenth. His logo is a large yellow S with two sugar cubes over the top. Sato is rubbing at his left shoulder, arm crossed over his chest, looking relaxed. His arm almost covers his own logo on the front of the yellow tank-top he’s wearing. Sato’s wearing gray gym shorts, with white trim and stripes up the sides. Over his right hip is a pouchbag, red and white with a C on the side, Creati’s merch. Sato is wearing red and white striped socks, and some yellow high-tops with purple accents and purple toes. There are a few grapes on the sides, Grape Juice’s merch.

Ojiro Mashirao (Tailman) is nineteenth. His logo is a yellow circle outlined by black, the white T and M inside of the circle are stacked on top of each other. Ojiro is in the middle of checking his phone, his pop-socket is Tailman themed, he’s tapping his foot as he texts. He’s wearing a white sweater, an Invisible Girl necklace on top. Ojiro’s wearing normal beige slacks, and plain black dress shoes. His belt is black with a golden buckle. The end of the belt looks like a piece of torn off tape, Cellophane merch.

Mineta Minoru (Grape Juice) is dead twentieth. His logo is two dark purple grapes with a yellow stem, the initials G J carved into the side of the grapes. Mineta is on the ground, face down, his nose pressed to the floor, balls on his head toward the viewer. He looks to be out cold, his legs crumpled under him. He is wearing a dark purple shirt with his own logo on the sleeve, muddy green shorts, and yellow shoes.

Shinso Hitoshi (Mind Blank?) is twentieth twenty-first. He does not have a logo. Shinso is crouching over Mineta, looking down at the other purple boy somewhat curiously. He’s on the toes of his shoes as he crouches, arms resting on his knees. The black tank top Shinso’s wearing is Eraser Head merch, with the word Eraser being a golden yellow, and the word Head being black letters inside of a golden yellow box. Shinso is wearing normal gray gym shorts, and some black lace-up combat boots. The fingerless beige gloves he is wearing have capital D’s on the backs, Deku merch.

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Thee kiddos

#bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #image described

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reds-fluff-extravaganza · 3 years ago

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Can I request some Senpai fnf fluff? I’ve just been feeling alone w/o him and since it’s an indie game there’s not really merch nor plushies of him I can hold

Sorry for the rambling, comfort character go brr

Oh absolutely! I know that feeling ;; I would love to make a plush of him and my other comfort characters,,,

You jumped a bit in surprise as you heard a loud boom of thunder outside, causing you to look out the window and seeing that there were dark gray clouds forming outside. Well, there goes your plans to spend time with Senpai. You were brought from your thoughts by a knock at the door. Curious, you went over to the door and opened it, only to reveal Senpai standing there on the other side of the door.

“Ah, Y/n! There you are, love. I got here as quickly as I could!” As soon as the words left his mouth, another loud boom of thunder was heard and the rain started coming down. You quickly moved out of the way and let Senpai into the house, closing the door once he was inside.

“And just in time, too.” You pointed out, looking back at him.

“Well, there go our plans for today, but that’s alright! That’s why I’m here! We can just spend time here, together!”

“Sounds like a plan!”

“Hmm.. Now the question is, what should we do first?”

“I’ve got an idea!” Before he could say anything, you grabbed his hand and dragged him to the kitchen, grabbing a few things out of the cabinets. Senpai watched you with a confused look on his face, but waited for you to get everything together. Once you had gathered all the ingredients you needed, you turned to face the strawberry blonde male.

“I figured we could bake some cookies and watch a movie? Since the rain isn’t too bad at the moment.”

“Sure, I don’t see why not?”

“Great! Let’s get to it, then!” You smiled faintly and the two of you got to work, separating the ingredients into two separate bowls, one for the liquid ingredients, and one for everything else.

~Small timeskip brought to you by cookies~

“Alright, and now to set a timer, and start cleaning up.” You said, closing the oven door once the cookies were inside.

“Alright, setting the timer now, love.” Senpai told you and placed the timer down once it was set. You took the empty containers and silverware that were no longer needed and set them in the sink, putting soap and water in them to let them soak for later cleaning. It didn’t take very long for you both to clean up, even if you both were horsing around a bit thanks to Senpai who thought it would be a great idea to take flour that was leftover/still on the counter and basically just throw it in your face.

To which you had to retaliate, which had lasted a good few minutes of you going back and forth. After you both realized how much more of a mess you were making, you stopped and laughed a bit before you got back to cleaning up.

“There we are, all done.” You heard Senpai say, to which you nodded in response and looked over at him. You went to say something, but flinched a bit as your timer had gone off. You went over to the oven and opened the door, grabbing a pair of oven mitts, you grabbed the tray of cookies and set them on top of the oven for them to cool off. Senpai had stopped the timer and grabbed a plate to set the cookies on once they had cooled.

“Hey, Senpai?”

“Hmm?”

“Thanks for stopping by and spending time with me.” Senpai smiled at your words and pulled you into a hug.

“It’s not a problem, Y/n. I love spending time with you, and I love you.”

“I love you too, you goof.” You kissed his cheek and let him go from the hug and brought the cookies over from the tray to the plate, then grabbed the plate and headed back to the living room with Senpai following behind you. You set the plate down on the coffee table and sat down on the couch as you grabbed the remote from the table beside you. Senpai sat down beside you, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you closer to him.

“Is (fav. movie) alright?”

“Sure, love. I don’t mind.”

“Sweet.” You smiled faintly as you brought up (fav. movie), hitting play once it came up, then setting the remote down as you leaned against Senpai, who looked down at you and kissed your forehead as you both looked back at the tv screen.

You both just ended up sitting around and watched movies for the rest of the day and into the evening, forgetting all about the pouring rain outside.

#friday night funkin #fnf #sfw #fnf senpai #senpai/reader #senpai x reader #fluff #x reader oneshot #x reader

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hyperfixationtimego · 4 years ago

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Happy little hcs to atone for my sins

Taka and Hina are study buddies

Sometimes Aoi manages to get Taka off track because she’s just so enthusiastic and wants to hear about all of her friends’ hyperfixations and special interests

37.2 minutes later

Taka’s infodumping about how he despises moral philosophy but also thoroughly enjoys it bc that’s how moral philosophers are

Or he’s infodumping about political science and debate tactics and how speeches were effective or not for various reasons

Sakura and Mondo work out together

It started off as a coincidence when they were in the gym at the same time but it kept happening so they called it a schedule

They talk about their SOs and they’re smiling

Sakura teaches Mondo certain stretches and exercises to help relax different muscle groups for whenever he pulls a muscle or has a flare up from the thing with the bikes

Leon constantly asks Chihiro to turn alter ego into a vocaloid or at least program a bit of that tech into their system

Bc he would rather shave his head again than talk to Sayaka about producing music

He just has so many ideas

And it’s cool when there are kinda punk rock songs that are covered in an 8-bit or a vocaloid style

Byakuya and Celeste have a small series of bets with low stakes about what their inferiors classmates will do to lead up to them jingling away morosely like the fools they are

Sayaka shamelessly advertises her group’s mercy to her classmates and friends

Everyone gets their nails painted at some point

Nobody knows how Byakuya got roped into it but it worked

Makoto has rainbow loom

Atua forgives you

anyway YEAH LEGIT?

Hina has fully and thoroughly fallen in love with all of her friends and classmates’ expressions whenever they’re talking about something that excites them omg 🥺

she sees someone rambling and having a good time and hears the enthusiastic pitch of their voice as well as the general Vibe™️ that they’re giving off and she just???? [Y E A R N]

and also just???? her and taka being study buddies is so valid oh my god??? they’re really close because of it!!! And Taka always loves hanging out with her because he knows she’ll let him just Talk??? and he adores that about her????? And she’ll be ENGAGED which!!!!!! oh my god!!!!?????

hi in this house we love and adore hina

And Sakura and Mondo???? absolutely?????

they have friendly competitions over who can lift the most weights/do the most reps/etc. (they do it sparingly, ofc! bc Sakura at least knows that they’ll both be subconsciously trying to beat the other as opposed to listening to what their bodies need in the moment. Sakura is the single braincell of class 78 no I won’t take it back because it’s true)

and they totally doooooo like they both get such cute loveydovey pining expressions whenever it’s Their Turn™️ to discuss the latest cute thing their partner(s) did. and listening to the other talking???? oh my god it’s literally the neatest thing????

Sakura looking at Mondo: I would die for this man

Mondo looking at Sakura: this woman is literally beauty and perfection in human form

THEY’RE SUCH GOOD FRIENDS OKAY???

also chihiro joins them for training sometimes!!!! She obviously isn’t able to do as much as the other two are, but both Sakura and Mondo are always so proud of her progress??? They’re like “you are so cool and strong do you know that??? you better know that”

and speaking of chihiro hdbdvdvdvdvdvdvdvd on GOD Leon will Not leave them alone abt it and they’re just like

“y....you do NOT have the attention span,.......you’re gonna get frustrated within like the first five minutes......and then I’ll have done all that work for nothing..............”

but Leon’s >:( no I won’t!!!! music is my Passion!!!!!!!!

so it’s like *sigh* okay

and anyway leon genuinely does rlly like it???? like he gets burned out very easily and can only compose things in short bursts, but he’s always so so so proud of the finished products??? (Even if nobody else likes it but shush 😌)

and it makes chihiro :D to know that something she made (even if it was done with reluctance) has brought one of her closest friends so much happiness????? she’s also like good for Leon but also if he ever bothers them about something like that again they are Literally Going to Snap but that’s another story for another day vwv

AND YEAH LIKE. HE DOESN’T MIND TALKING TO HER ABT MUSIC IN GENERAL BECAUSE IT’S AN INTEREST THEY SHARE (quite possibly one of the only times they will have a conversation without one constantly insulting the other ❤️) BUT. ADMITTING TO HER THAT HE NEEDS HELP WITH IT IS THE WORST HE HATES IT HE HATES IT HSBDBSBD

god okay so. his first impression of her when they had just come to hope’s peak and met for the first time was “oh my god!!! she’s a pop idol!!! so she must know a lot about music!!! maybe she’ll help me become a popular musician!!!” and her immediate reaction when she first heard him ask was to literally roll her eyes and he was like oh okay fuck her actually

and then slow burn enemies-to-friends 💛

WHEBDVSVS CELESTE AND BYAKUYA JUST BEING RICH ASSHOLES IS SO FUNNY??? LIKE THEY HAVE WEALTH SOLIDARITY AND THEY ACT ALMOST LIKE alright your status makes you worthy of my time, I suppose-

they’ve had bets on everything from how many times kirigiri will pass out from exhaustion by the end of the school day, to how long it’ll take before Kirumi finally Loses Her Shit, to how many people will be harmed by Komaeda’s luck while hanging out with him.

Mfs about to die smh

and dhdbwvwbsvwvwb yeah like??? sometimes a normal conversation with maizono will turn into her being like “yeah, and by the way, if you’re looking for a change of style and wardrobe, you should check out the newest shirt my band just released as part of our merch drop, and-”

Makoto is the one who gets baited into her merch ads most often sndbsbsbdbdbw

even mentioning the word “merch” around Leon or Kaz will earn her a lot of groaning and sighing, and occasionally a pillow or other soft object being hurled at her face 💛

oh my god they all have a manicure spa day,,,,,,,class bonding 🥺

hdbdvdvdv they got Jill to break into his dorm and kidnap him ngl like the specifics they gave her were something along the lines of “use as much force as you need to without killing him” and she was like “DONE”

and okay I’m not gonna talk abt everyone’s nails but now I’m thinking about it and like-

Sayaka gets like a lighter violet background with gold and white stars smattered around them, more concentrated in some areas than others, and it’s generally very pretty 🥺

chihiro’s are a different solid pastel color on each finger!!! it’s very kidcore and fun and they love it so muchhhh!!!

leon gets a little self-conscious when it’s his turn because his nails are highkey disgusting from all the time he spends playing baseball - there’s dirt trapped under them and everything so he’s just like hhhhhhh anxiety go brrrr but anyway he gets solid black because he’s edgy and cool like that 😎

I think Taka gets a French manicure with little dark red flowers pressed towards the tips because!!! simple yet pretty!!!

Celeste probably takes the longest because her request is sooooo complicated like it’s black and red and long ass acrylics with overlapping patterns and everyone else just kinda sits there feeling h o r r i b l e for that poor nail stylist

Toko gets a checkerboard pattern, with each nail having a different neon color in place of white!!! Because she knows that Jill will find it cool and pretty and colorful the next time she fronts (visual stimming jill?? 👀)

Togami just picks whatever will get him out of the chair quickest hdbsvdvdvdbdbdb

anyway Makoto????? rainbow loom????? absolutely

he has so many bracelets!!!!! so many so many so many and he knows how to create such a wide variety of styles it’s so cool!!!!!! he wears a bunch of them at any given time because they are so fun to fidget with!!!! and rubber texture hvvvvhvv!!!!

and he creates personalized ones for his friends, too, like he knows their favorite colors and sometimes picks up on whether they prefer a certain style or not from the way they react to the other ones he’s made and it’s!!! just so neat!!!!!

I’m thinking about it and!!! he has a bi pride fishtail, a trans pride arrow stitch, a black and neon green railroad, a pastel pink/blue/purple/yellow ladder, a jelly yellow and green dragon scale, a rainbow double cross, and a bunch more!!! he also has a bunch with charms and beads added into them!!!!

He also makes them for his friends even if he knows they won’t wear them!! Like Toko, for example, isn’t the biggest fan of jewelry because she doesn’t like the texture, but he creates one for her anyway and fills it with so much love (it looks like a daisy chain!!!! because at least she’ll be able to look at it and hold it and still be interested in it without it needing to be on her wrist!!!)

he makes a ton of bright colored ones for Mukuro (usually either single or inverted fishtail because he knows she wouldn’t enjoy wearing anything too heavy or overbearing) so that she has more mobile visual stims!!!

similar for Jill!! although most of hers tend to be black and bright neon rainbow in various bulkier styles!!!! Jill will also force him to let her look at his bracelet-covered arm whenever they hang out because. my god,,,,,,so many Colors™️

he’s found that togami prefers black and white simpler styles, and that Kyoko absolutely adores singles, fishtails, and double fishtails in any shade of purple, and that Mondo likes any of the larger styles in darker colors + blacks and grays!!! Chihiro loves anything with jelly and glitter bands!!!

Leon usually only wears one at a time, but he cycles through every single one that his boyfriend’s ever made for him because????? GOD they’re so cool and his boyfriend is so crafty and incredible and just,,,,,,,,,hvvvhvv every time he looks at the one he’s wearing he’s able to calm himself down and remember that Makoto loves him........it’s also very good for stim and fidgeting <3

anyways sorry yes Makoto with a rainbow loom is filling me with serotonin and it’s canon now

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the19thduckpotato · 4 years ago

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In the Shadow of a Smile (Pt 4)

Part 3

Toshi's thoughts rambled aimlessly again. Why did she have Izuku stay? Something to do with me? He grimaced. I really wish she wouldn't. I can take care of myself... Is that a fact, now? Listen.... Further thoughts were cut short as Izuku jogged up. Toshi's face split into a warm grin. "There you are!"

Izuku grinned back, falling into step beside Toshi (three short steps to each long one). "Hi!" He fumbled with the opening of the strawberry popcorn, munching on a few kernels. I wonder if he can have any... I know he can have sugar in small amounts, but... he does have his own kind of popcorn. Best not to offer n put him in the position of refusing, he'll sneak a few kernels of mine on his own if he wants some.

Toshi smiled down at his fan student son protege, amused by their comparative steps. He tried to shorten his own steps and looked about. "See any store you'd like to visit?" is it strange that I want to give him every good thing that he deserves? Am I allowed to do that? Well, i mean, I'm All Might, I can do whatever I like... not that I'd ever abuse that. He watched Izuku. It'd be blatant favoritism. But he deserves it. But that would paint an even bigger target than he already has on him. Which he definitely does not deserve. Toshi's steps slowed more as he let Izuku get ahead of him. I wish... And he squashed that thought immediately, startled that he even thought it.

Izuku looked around. "Aaahhh..." His eyes popped wide when he saw a certain storefront. "Ooh!! There!!" He bounced and pointed, though he quickly snatched his hand back as he remembered Pointing Was Rude.

Toshi's head snapped up and he squinted. What in the...?

Izuku turned and grinned up at Toshi excitedly. "Can we go there??"

The blond looked amused verging on jovial laughter. He almost teased Izuku about was there really a need for more plastic All Mights in the dorm? Just because you feel crummy is no reason to pick on the kid, even jokingly. He picked this store, now let's learn a little more about what makes Izuku happy. "Of course. I've been meaning to find myself a Chibi Aizawa eraser topper." He winked.

Izuku smothered a laugh. "He's underground, they don't make merch of him!" Wait what am I even gonna buy in here, they sell All Might merch, and I'm taking ALL MIGHT in here, that's so cheesy and weird! Can I just look at stuff? Will he think it's a waste of time if I do? Oh no, why did I pick this?? Because you were excited, that's why. Because he asked and you answered, now shut up and Deal With It. Hhhnnngg.... "Do... do you maybe wanna find somewhere else though, because I know it's probably weird and-- and maybe there's somewhere else you'd rather be and I'd 100% like to go with you n honestly I don't even know what I'd want to buy from here, I was just looking...." Izuku grinned and rambled sheepishly as they got closer to the store, both wanting to go in and very much not.

Toshi just casually steered his charge into the store without breaking his slowed stride. "Weird? I want to see what's selling. And who is." He wrinkled his nose. "I'm not overly fond of the whole marketing aspect of this job... but I get it." He picked up a plush grinning All Bean and half smiled. "Small mementos of the people you look up to. Reminders that mean different things to different people. If seeing my face plastered everywhere gave people hope, then so much the better." He didnt like the idea of some of his fans being denied that hope simply because they didnt have the money... but he also knew the heroing business was lucratively expensive. "--oop!" He pointed at a pile of gray scarves and grinned impishly. "Yessssssss."

Izuku gave a high-pitched laugh when he saw, then ducked and hoped no one heard him. He grinned back at Toshi and nodded. His gaze flitted around the store, landing on a Crimson Riot hoodie in a rack of clothes. "Oh! Kirishima would love that!" He pointed again.

Toshi picked up one of the scarves--it was much shorter than the real deal--and tossed it about his shoulders. He affected a regal pose. "What do you think?" he said, trying a droning Aizawa impression.

Izuku squeaked and hid his grin in his hands, shoulders shaking with silent laughter. He lifted his head, composure regained with a straight face.

"Blah blah, stop showing off, blah, I never get any sleep, blah, I have 20 cats and they're all named Mittens--"

Izuku's mouth twitched. He repeated the process. Shaking his head, he mumbled shyly, "Noooooo... we can't make fun of him...."

"I'm sorry," Toshi snorted, trying to look apologetic. "That was disrespectful." Jerk. Toshi's ears tinged red as he set the scarf back. "You know what I'm looking forward to?"

Izuku looked up curiously, surprised at how quickly Toshi put the scarf back and how sad he sounded at the end. "--Oh?"

"When shops like these are filled to the brim with green. Then I can be the big collector." If you even make it that-- "I'll be able to cite facts about my favorite hero, snatch up first editions, maybe get an autograph if I'm lucky." He smiled hopefully at his kid.

Izuku squeeeeaked, hiding his face in his hands one more time. He quickly flew to Toshi, hugging his arm tightly. Of course you can you can have so much more than that you can have me, right there, oh please let me still be there--

"Heck, I know just the people to talk to about--i mean, if that's the way you'd like to go. Merchandizing and all." Toshi shrugged shyly. "You're already making an impact now, just wait till you're well known. People will be demanding Deku merch, heh." He looked about the store, all the current heroes familiar and easy to spot. He blinked and saw different heroes now, the kids from UA. Not just Izuku, not just Class 1A, but all the students. He blinked again, eyes stinging. I want to see that.

"Whuh-wuh... uuuhhh... I mean." Izuku lifted his head from where it was hidden against Toshi's arm and blinked. "Yeah, I'd rather talk to your people than try to do it on my own, but..." You mean you want HIM to talk to them and you not say anything, like a shy little puppy.... ...Look, that's a long way off though.... He didn't contradict himself. "I mean, maybe let's cross that bridge when we come to it. I don't know if that's even legal yet, I don't even have my full license...." Can unlicensed heroes even have merch deals? I mean I'm not unlicensed but it's only provisional....

Toshi grinned knowingly. "I already know you're going to need merch. No rush, of course... but if you keep going at the rate you already are, well."

Izuku muffled a long wobbly squeak against Toshi’s side.

"And to think that lil old me got to be fortunate enough to be the Great Deku's first fan. Man," Toshi whistled. "Am I ever lucky!" And for what it was worth, he meant every word.

Izuku could tell, and the fact made his heart feel all weird and tied up all the sheepish brushing-off he wanted to do in long confusing ribbons mixed with thanks. "...But-- you made Deku, though... I'd be nothing without you." Well, not nothing... I'd still be a person. But I wouldn't be a pro without you. I'm still not there, yet, but I hope... one day....

Toshi gazed at him fondly. "Do you really still believe that? That passing you--" He paused, mindful they were in public, and gestured you know. "--the, ah, heroic torch would have been the same no matter who it was passed to?" "A Quirkless middle schooler? What are you thinking?! Such a boy could never serve as the Symbol of Peace!!" Toshi had coughed thickly but still proudly responded with, "He really has this burning desire to help people." And yet, Mirai had refused to listen, hanging up on his former partner. "...I picked you on purpose. And each passing week only reinforces my decision. Please do not doubt that. Deku exists because you exist, firstly. I just gave you a helping hand, that's all." He grinned and brushed one bang away.

Izuku smiled softly-- mostly with his eyes. He rested his forehead against Toshi's arm, trying to think of words that would both satisfy Toshi and yet still be true. "Not... exactly the same, no. But I think... the other children out there... have just as much... potential. As I do."

"They do." Toshi tousled Izuku's hair. "And would that I could help all of them the same way. But..." he held up one finger. "Power is a tricky thing. It has an effect on people and not always good. The most well intentioned person can still do terrible things. "So it isn't just a matter of being suitable. You earned my trust by not blabbing my secret. You inspired me to action when I believed I could do no more. You...well. You made me want to live again. Something that not even All Might could do. So who's the strong one now, eh? "Frankly, kid, I'll be honest--i don't think there's a whole lot of people like you out there. Don't sell yourself short."

Izuku gazed up at Toshi in wonder. He tried to think of something to say... his mouth twitched into a smile. "But I am short!"

Toshi just stared for a moment. S t a r e d.

Izuku slowly unsmiled himself. Not sad, but confused... "...Not funny?"

Then burst into a roar of laughter, helplessly trying to gasp, "well of course--heehee--next to me--"

The smile came back full force. Izuku burst into laughter too-- "Well YEAH, you're a GIANT!!" He looked up at Toshi with the brightest grin.

Toshi tried to regain his composure, looked at Izuku, used his hand to compare their heights, wheezed more laughter. "I'm onlyheeheehee seven fooahahaha oh no help--"

The laughter was incredibly contagious, Izuku hiccuping out noises that were a cross between a donkey and a chihuahua.

Toshi made a desperate noise at Izuku's noises, his laughter getting more out of control. Tears squirted out and he weakly grasped at his kid's shoulder. He was dimly aware others would be staring but the floodgates had opened and he could only ride the wave at this point. This marvelous wonderful wave.

Izuku's face was starting to hurt, but he was happy, SO happy. He tried his best to support Toshi but he, too, was a floppy noodle of hilarity.

Toshi fought to get himself back under control, his laughter finally tapering off into snickers, then slowing down to an occasional giggle. He took a deep breath and checked on his kid.

One last snort.

Toshi's eyes widened. Ohno. He clapped one hand over his mouth but his eyes still twinkled.

A tired giggle. Izuku enjoyed the feeling of being in the moment, still leaned against Toshi in a half-hug. He didn't dare look up, though, or he knew he'd start laughing again.

Toshi cleared his throat and casually thumbed the edges of his mouth. "Well now we have to get something," he grinned. "What's your pick?"

"Oh!" Izuku's gaze snuck toward the rack of jackets. "...Hmmm...."

Toshi's head followed his gaze. "Oh look, a denim jacket! Best Jeanist, you cad."

Izuku giggled, though he didn't quite get the joke. He stepped over to the rack, peeking through them and looking for-- well, maybe I can wear it... but what if Kacchan sees me? But... well, I can wear it in my room n stuff, at least. Or in places like this. As long as I hide it before I get back.... His fingers brushed over sleeves to check the texture and pushed gaps between the jackets to see if any were All Might-themed.

Toshi blinked and smiled, hands in his pockets. He waved at the few people who recognized him then returned to watching Izuku dig through jackets.

Most of the All Might merch seemed to have been snapped up already, but Izuku's face lit up when he saw-- "Ooh!"

"Hmm??" Toshi tilted his head and arched his neck. "What did you find?"

Izuku pulled a thick Silver Age-print hoodie off the rack, running his hand over the inside lined with a soft fluffy material. "This is great! Lookit!" He held it up and grinned, bouncing on his toes excitedly.

Toshi looked pleasantly surprised. "Well whaddya know!" He held out his arm for Izuku to drape it over.

Izuku placed it over his arm, still bouncing. "Can I try it on??"

"Heheheheh, sure, go on." He quietly made a mental note to get Izuku's size and dig into his limited edition wear later.

Izuku picked up the jacket again, taking it off the hanger (making sure to put the hanger back on the rack for now) and unzipping jacket, holding the ends of his sleeves and wiggling his arms in. It was a little big, but he could grow into it.

Toshi was definitely feeling the dad feels right about this time. His kid proudly showing off his jacket. The breath hitched in his throat for a moment. "Looks great on you," he managed with a delighted smile.

Izuku looked up, smiling brightly. He clapped his hands together in happiness, looking down at them with much interest when he felt how the parts of the sleeves covering his hands muffled the impact. After inspecting this sensation for a few seconds, he looked back up, asking with a shy grin, "So uh... can I, uh..." he ducked his head then brought it up again, "...can I have it?"

Toshi's eyes shone with joy. I finally get to spoil my kid! "I don't see why not! Anything else you might like?"

"--Oh!" Izuku's eyes and mouth went round. Surely that's too much!! I couldn't even think of anyth-- wait, yes I could! "Well-- actually... I was wondering if we could pick out some stuff for the others?" He thought of the Crimson Riot jacket, knowing Kirishima would love it, and wondered if he could find something of Kamui Woods' or even Snipe's for Shouji. "Not, like-- all twenty or anything... but maybe..." he bit his lip and stared into space, a plan formulating. "Maybe we could hunt for stuff, like, over a while... and save it until we have one for everybody? Would you like that?"

Toshi's entire face lit up at this suggestion. "That's a fantastic idea! And anything we can't find on our own, I'm sure I could dig up somewhere else." He shook his head in admiration. "You're one in a million, kid, you know that?"

Izuku tilted his head and gave a scrunchy, lopsided smile. "What, really?" For coming up with a gift idea? Everyone will be doing it come Christmas. A thought occurred. "Well, technically, I'm one in 7 billion...."

"Even better. And to think, you're my kid now." oh no wait, what did I just say oh no OH NO He stammered out a quick apology. "I-I mean...ah...err... what I mean to say, y-young Midoriya--" He could feel his ears burning.

Izuku went limp in shock, and his eyes grew wide as saucers, practically sparkling. His mouth started to wobble.

"Hey wait, nonono, what did we say about the waterworks?!" He frantically gestured at the boy, acutely aware of being watched now. "UH--"

Izuku shot forward, wrapping his arms around Toshi and squeezing tight.

Toshi stiffened in shock then relaxed his muscles, ruffling Izuku's hair. "Hey now..." I care about you I care about you a LOT and I know I'm terrible at speaking my true heart. I never told Master and lost my chance. I never told Mirai and lost my chance. I don’t want to lose my chance with you, I couldn’t bear it. "Kid..."

((Part 5))

#mha #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #in the shadow of a smile #itsoas part 4 #izuku #midoriya #deku #co-op rp #mander writes!#ducky writes!#toshinori #all might #dadmight #sunflower dad

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mooonzyyyy · 6 months ago

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let’s answer this besties imma yappppp

A- i would love to just learn how to play certain video games with them that sounds so fun or maybe they play it while i watch and chat

B- WHAT IF WE GET A FINAL FANTASY THEMED BAKING OUTFITS AND ALL NOT ONLY WILL IT BE FUNNY BUT ITS A GAME THEY LOVE

C- the whole they have two apartments theory was actually insane and it turns out to be right too 😭

D- i like his mental health stuff , loved the reasons why dans a fail and obviously BIG , internet support group , all of dystopia daily (especially parasocial video and louise)

E- their coming out <3333

F- i like the most recent amazingphil video (choker and green jacket ) (title: Dan and Phil are back in the closet) , dans potato sack (she deserves better) , dans sexual desire gray hoddie , PHIL IN LEATHER JAVKET???? , phil’s papyrus shirt , anything of phils dorky shirts really

G- they still haven’t collabed with thomas sanders i actually need a collab with thomas or a new video with peej playing his board game

H- on top of my head the wad you can stay one <3

I- Dans first insta stories in 2016 are always my go to and genuinely anything that shows us parts of their lives like the II times have always been homely to me

J- any time phil makes an inappropriate joke (coz he does it on purpose to tease dan)

K- okay i need pride merch like little pins of dan in his coming out wearing the pride flag and a little phil one i think it would be really cute / planners, journals designed by phil specifically

L- the cat whiskers as basic as that sounds she is special (i miss pinof)

M- THE CHRISTMAS TREE VIDEO (RAVE TIME RAVE TIME)

N- a dog a corgi phil deserves one after the new video (this game gave us a breakdown) in case ppl see this later

O- 1 2 3 switch , golf with friends , the final battle , google feud , switch sports ,

SHUFFLE BOARD (I LOVE HER THE MOST)

P- cutting dans hair , why i was a weird kid , any storytime video ever , dan is leaving me ( i love domestic lazy videos) , viewed choose my outfits , dan and phil are back in the closet…

Q- i will ask both how they managed to deal with the whole pressure thing from the fandom coz they are so strong

R- dans telling phil this song is for him (i love all of bbc i need to rewatch i will come back to this)

S- devan ( sorry dil is the og and dalien is so fun)

T- everything in interactive introverts is my fav , tabinof is my go to for nostalgia and WAD is dans big thing so it’s very important to me <3

U- anything undertale

V- i need a new let’s play other than finishing it takes two , i need deltrune or garten of banban (this one is for the lols coz that game is unserious)

W- the whole gay and orange heart i’m not over it or we never had sex on youtube

X- THE INTERNET IS HERE IS SO IMPORTANT TO ME

Y- reading A03 fanfics (not necessarily their own just anything)

OH AND MUSIC YAPPING I WANT TO KNOW WHAT THEY LIKE PLAYLISTS AND ALL

Z- literally, what can i say , zebra , yeet , microwave , slorn , morn (dnp book cult gets this)

YEAH THATS ALL THANK YOU FOR THE QUESTIONS <333

Dan and Phil A-Z Ask Game:

I was craving a big ask game so had to go for the classic dnp format. Hope everyone enjoys!

A - Activity; You can choose to do one activity with Dan and Phil, what will you do?

B - Baking; Pitch a concept/outfit/etc. you want to see in a future baking video.

C - Conspiracy; What are your favorite and/or least favorite phannie conspiracies (past or present)?

D - Dan; What is your favorite video from Dan's main channel?

E - Emotion; What Dan and/or Phil moment has made you the most emotional?

F - Fashion; What are some of your favorite Dan and Phil looks?

G - Group; Dan and Phil are doing a collaboration video, who do you want it to be with and what will they do? (Could be someone they've collabed with before)

H - Home; What are some of your favorite domestic Dan and Phil moments?

I - Instagram; What are some of your favorite Instagram posts/stories?

J - Joke; What Dan and Phil moment(s) always make you laugh?

K - Keepsake; What type of merch item/design/theme/etc. would you most like Dan and Phil to make?

L - Lion; What is your favorite item/running gag/etc. that's ever been a part of Dan and Phil branding?

M - Manchester; What is your favorite early Dan and Phil moment?

N - Norman; If you could choose a pet for Dan and Phil to get, what would it be?

O - Opponent; What is your favorite Dan vs. Phil video?

P - Phil; What is your favorite video from Phil's main channel?

Q - Question; You can ask one question each to Dan and Phil and they will give you an honest answer, what will you ask?

R - Radio Show; What is the most iconic radio show moment to you?

S - Sims; You have to choose one of the three main storylines in the Sims (Dil/Tabs, Devan, Dalien) to never be revisited again, which one are you eliminating?

T - Tour; What is the best segment from each of their tours, in your opinion?

U - Underrated; What is the most underrated Dan and Phil video?

V - Video Game; What video game do you most want to see on dapg?

W - Wow; What have Dan and Phil done that surprised you the most?

X - Xylophone; What is your favorite music-related Dan and Phil moment?

Y - Youtube; If you could choose one YouTube video for dnp to make, what would it be? (Solo or joint content, your choice!)

Z - Zebra; What words or phrases have you picked up from dnp and/or always make you think of them?

#dan and phil #dan and phil games

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always-cafe · 5 years ago

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after all this time, my frozen heart will melt away like ice cream

summary: when you find out yeonjun’s the kind of boyfriend that supports your one direction obsession

genre: fluff

author note: inspired by yeonjun, hyuka, and taehyun’s music recommendation live where hyuka played a one direction song and yeonjun nonchalantly talked about hyuka liking one direction a lot. made me think about how he would totally be the kind of friend/boyfriend that would support all of your interests without making you feel bad about them.

yeonjun x reader

You don’t want Yeonjun to find out about your love for One Direction. At one point in your life, it had been the first thing you hit your boyfriends with. But after your last relationship, after the way your ex would ridicule not only the band but you for liking them, you figured it was better to keep that part of yourself a secret.

But even though you do a good job at never bringing them up in front of him, at never gushing about their songs with him, he notices little things. Your phone case, your old email (your first name with a horanstyles133 stuck at the end), the way your face lights up whenever one of their songs comes on inside a cafe or somewhere in public.

Yeonjun asks you about it. You guys are inside a music store, perusing through vinyl and CDs, when “Clouds” comes on. You can’t help the smile on your face, the way your head bobs to the beat of the song, your lips taking the shape of the lyrics. He slides up next to you just as the song is ending, his arm softly bumping against yours.

“You like them?” Yeonjun asks, his eyebrows furrowed. He’s wearing a baby blue sweater today, a gray beanie over his blond hair.

Your stomach clenches. Your lips are frozen in an O, your eyes on him. You nod, you wait for him to throw his head back in laughter, you wait for whatever insult he’s going to throw at them, at you.

But it doesn’t come.

He bites his lips and nods. “How come I didn’t know that?”

You shrug and go back to looking through records. You want to avoid the topic.

Yeonjun moves along with you, his hands in the pockets of his jeans. The door of the music store opens, announced with the jingle of a bell. A cold autumn breeze sweeps in quickly. You shiver.

“I’m sorry,” he says. “I - I feel like a terrible boyfriend. Like the worst boyfriend in the world.”

You look up at him and roll your eyes, a tiny smile on your lips. “Oh, don’t be so dramatic.”

He gives you a crooked smile, wrapping one arm around your waist. “Oh, could you ever forgive me?”

It comes out in slow drips after that. He sends you screenshots of articles about them, news, announcements you found out about the second they came out, but you applaud his efforts. He asks you what your favorite songs by them are, he asks you who your favorite member is.

You let Yeonjun inside your room. You let him see the posters on the wall, the albums in your shelves, the DVDs, the merch hanging in your closet. You play him the albums, he doesn’t complain, you watch videos with your head on his chest and his arm wrapped around your shoulders.

In November he goes on a trip overseas. When he returns, he brings you back several packs of 1D stickers, a reusable water bottle, a copy of a foreign magazine where they have a 30 page feature in.

You’re not used to it at first, you wait for Yeonjun to be just like the other guys, but he proves you wrong time after time. You’re able to slip their names into a conversation with him without being destroyed for it. He doesn’t make fun of you. He treats whatever you bring up as a serious topic. When you ask him who he thinks is the cutest, he thinks about it and then gives you a response (“Hmmmm, probably Zayn.”) without throwing a fit.

It’s different. And it’s awkward at first, but, at some point, you feel your defenses loosen, then drop completely.

You play their songs when he’s around, you fill him in on the latest drama, you tell him what your favorite songs are and he remembers them.

He buys you concert tickets for your birthday. He orders a 1D T-shirt and wears it on the day of the concert. He even helps you with your sign. You have the best time at the concert. He asks you questions, mostly about the inside jokes written on signs held by other people.

When the concert begins, he goes quiet, lets you enjoy the show, except for when your arms grow tired from holding the sign. He takes it from you and waves it up enthusiastically, letting out several yeeeeaaaaahs and let’s gos.

And although your full attention is on the boys on stage, every once in a while, you watch Yeonjun from the corner of your eyes.

You see him mouth the lyrics to some of the songs, the ones you play the most, your favorites. For the ones he doesn’t know, he simply bops his head. At one point, while the boys are talking, you find him staring at you, completely fascinated by how enthralled you are by everything. Something inside of you flutters.

Two weeks later, you’re both lying on your bed, “Little Things” softly playing in the background. You’re scrolling through Twitter on your phone, Yeonjun is next to you, playing with your pink bunny plushie.

His question comes unexpectedly.

“So say...Niall Horan showed up right now and asked you to be his girlfriend...would you leave me for him?”

You snort, setting your phone down. “What?”

He looks at you with a tiny smile. “Answer the question. Be honest. It won’t hurt my feelings.”

You let out a sigh. You think about joking around with him, telling him that you simply couldn’t turn down Niall Horan. But one look at him, at his tall, slender frame stretched out across your bed, his gray, soft-looking sweater, his fluffy blond hair, the words simply refuse to come out.

“Of course I wouldn’t,” you say.

And it’s the truth.

He smiles.

#yeonjun fluff #txt post #txt ff #txt #tomorrow x together #txt au #txt fanfic #txt fluff #yeonjun #yeonjun fic #yeonjun fanfic #yeonjun ff #txt yeonjun #choi yeonjun #fluff

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vespiiqueen · 4 years ago

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box of the last 10 people who reblogged something from you (if you want !! 💛💖)

Wow I rambled a lot with this but i can't add cuts bc I'm on mobile rn DHSISHSJ sorry :"))))

1. Ik Ik "haha how cringe are you" of me to say, but honestly? Homestuck. Homestuck helped me in a time of need and when i so desperately wanted something to latch onto. Finally, I caved into my friends telling me to read it-- and it's been a blast!! The epilogues / hs^2 make me feel kinda sad though, because so much of what I loved about the original was yeeted through the nine circles of hell and into the trash. I love Y/ffany's (I call her Yippi tho) design, the art is really pretty at times, Harry is a major dork, I LIVE for seeing Vrissy bc honestly?? Her design is 10/10, very early 2000s emo style and I also live for that. Tavros is cute and a nerd and I think that's swell!

But in terms of story and how any of this happens, it makes me sad to see it happen. If Vriska could return as Vrissy, why not OTHER beta trolls? Where's my Eridan fish man, writers?? Give me the boy or perish by my fury.

2. Also super "haha how cringe are you" but,,, murder cats (Warriors), esp the early 2005-2015 amvs and stuff. I remember watching Flightfootwarrior's "I Will Not Bow" Scourge amv for HOurs and having no clue what was happening, but all these edgy kitties were KITTIES! It's introduced me to a lot of music I still listen to to this very day (Imagine Dragons, Young/the entirety of Hollywood Undead, Breaking Benjamin). And yknow what?? This new arc is absolute chaos, but in the good way.

I'm an "OG Fan". I prefer the first arc, The Prophecies Begin, to almost any of the other arcs. I just could never get into the other arcs-- not to say I haven't read them, I HAVE and the Fire Scene was probably one of my favorite moments beside grumpy Jaypaw, god complex Lionblaze, and fear the gods Hollypaw. I thought the build-up for it was SUPER satisfying. Gray Wing is my baby and I fully embellish in the Gray Wing is Silverpelt theory.

This new arc is definitely something new for the universe. While I didn't read aVoS (but I may do that if i can find the files for it), and so I don't know the major events of it other than what I've seen M.A.P.'s (Multi-Animator Projects, for clarification,,, bc unfortunately that term is also something disgusting). There's fucking cat possession and all the Clans questioning their belief system, yo. Shit be on fire.

Also the Imposter is 100% Ashfur, that's canon now, yeah??? Also im sorry but fuck Root x Bristle that's the dumbest shit I have ever seen. Give me Root x Shadow or face the wrath of my dragon plushies.

RiverClan is my Clan and my gov assigned warrior name is Fireshell 🌟🌟

3. As much as I hate the author,,,,, Harry Potter. It's been a major part of my life for as long as I can remember. I can never really remember why, but I've always just loved it- the movies, the books, the extra little merch that would pop up in my local Walmart. Of course my favorite character is Draco Malfoy. I could go on and on and ON about how I think his character arc was SHIT and JKR didn't have the balls to make him a confident gay man that was always implied through the text (at least, my lesbian ass thought it was implied but i may just be projecting, idk). I could ramble about Draco for HOURS and what I think his character SHOULD have been and how his parents are horrible (more specifically, Lucius bc Narcissa [?] Actually showed a few good moments), and a child should never have to pay for their parents sins.

Oh noo, Draco's a villain because he's a victim of major abuse and peer pressure? He's a villain because a literal child can be horrible and they'll always always always stay as a horrible little fiend?? Fuck that. He's a child.

Unlike manchild grease pan Snape, who was a racist piece of shit and shouldn't have became a fucking school teacher but it's okay because he was ~~~in love~~~. No, fuck you, he was a creep. James Potter n Co may have been a little posh bitch to you, Snape, but that's no fucking excuse to continue to bluntly be a little cunt all the way into adulthood. You're an adult who flatly changed your PATRONUS to imitate Lily's. You have no excuse. And Harry went and named his child after you LIKE JESUS CHRIST, DID RON'S SISTER NOT HAVE A SAY IN THE NAMES TOO?????

I also fully adore the idea that Muggles can run into Hogwarts and their patronus can 100% be a made up, fantasy creature. Imagine you learn the patronus spell and suddenly fucking ARCEUS comes from your wand. Imagine learning the spell and CHTULU (i did not spell that right but im so tired) comes from your wand-- an entire ass fucking Lovecraftian, Eldrith horror is just the embodiment of you. What if it was a fucking Homestuck character like Vriska? How fucking METAL would that be?? Hskajssowjjsjs get on it fandom.

4. Hee hee very evident by my url but Pokemon is another major thing of mine. While vespiquen isn't my favorite (that title goes to Hydreigon), it is definitely up there!

I've ALWAYS enjoyed the idea of Pokemon. You run around, training up these fight monsters and collecting them. I remember playing my sister's Ruby version on her flip-up Gameboy. I couldn't even read but I ran around catching god only knows how many of the same pokemon wherever she was. Apparently, I had fought for hours in the same area and leveled her Blaziken up to lvl 50 something and left her lvl 30s in the dust LMAO.

I got my first game when it was Pearl/Diamond. It was Pearl, and it still holds a very fond place in my heart. I could barely read, I could barely write-- I had named my Turtwig something along the lines of "MmorpHy" and my player boy "ZbsibJ". Yes I remember the names slightly. I really didn't get far-- I barely got to the first gym but I was just so happy to play it.

I eventually lost the game, as a 5 year old would do, but I can still vividly remember what was happening when the game arrived. I had just came back from the dentist and was quite tired from fighting the dentist bc I was super scared. Mom suddenly handed me a box and said it was mine-- my overseas (at that time) dad had bought me Pearl and my sister Diamond, because I lost my shit about it when he visited one time.

Well, tdlr, I played it for about five minutes while struggling to stay awake against the loopy gas they made me take. I fell asleep listening to Twinleaf Town's soundtrack. Every time I play a rom of Pearl and I get to where the player's house fades in and I hear that first tune of the song, I get a huge smile on my face and cry-- as.. Weird as it sounds.

A few years later, I had gotten Pokemon Black bc I liked Reshiram on the cover. Now, this one I could actually READ when playing, but I don't remember a lot of things about it. I probably lost this one too, as a 8/9 year old would do. I DO remember, I chose Snivy and my sister chose Tepig (hrmm there's a theme here of grass/fire goin on......) and vibing to the music. I was so amazed by the sprites moving, I just kept getting into encounters to see the sprites move (oh boy, no one tell younger 7-9 y/o me about Zelda......oh wait....)

Playing Pokemon NOW, as a 17 year old """gifted""" chick, I stil have very fond memories. I recently beat Pokemon Black again and GOD the OTS SLAPS. I fucking adore the soundtrack-- the track that plays when you battle a trainer, the low health dings being turned into a legit song that also slaps, the battle! gym leader themes-- and oh my gOd, the legendary theme is amazing? It really tells you just how glorious these pokemon are supposed to be. It's not intimidating like Groudon/Kyroge/Rayquaza's themes. It's not action packed like Palkia/Dialga's is, it's not filled with tension like Giratina/Arceus's is-- but it radiates the GLORY that the beasts portray. And I live for that. (Also, Kyurem's version is my favorite because it glitches in the beginning and that's rly cool)

P/D/P and BW/BW2's stories, imo, are some of the greatest ones. Yeahhh, US/USUM's is cool and I haven't played XY nor SwSh-- but the ones I can find memorable are PDP and BW/BW2. I love N. I love Barry. They're my sons. Ghetsis is fucking terrifying, Cyrus needs a hug. Giratina scared the piss out of me when I was younger, which was NOT helped by Giratina and The Sky Warrior.

I think my favorite movies are the gen 4 ones. The Rise of Darkrai having a tear-jerking theme for such a mysterious pokemon (i still tear up when i hear Ocarion), Giratina being spiteful is a mood and Shaymin was cute, Arceus being angry is also a mood. Yeah, Pokemon 4Ever made me cry my eyes out over Celebi, Mewtwo Returns made me again cry because Mewtwo accepting who he is, I remember how vastly different the BW movies are-

I just. I have a lot of memories with the series, even if Gamefreak and Nintendo kinda do the series dirty a lot (your top-grossing thing and you made That monstrosity for the Switch? How dare you.). It's comforting to be stressed and pull up my roms for the games and to play them. Mystery Dungeon is incredibly fun to play, Pokemon Ranger is really fun with the concept (Shadows of Almia continues to kick my ass to this very day and FUCK the Jungle Relic, I hate the Water Challenge fucking gyarados bullshit). I remember the pokemon I got for MD (I got Time, my sis got Darkness) was Mudkip, if that is any help.

I love my little fictional pixel monsters.

5. Yup, someone told tiny 7-9 y/o me about console games. The legend of Zelda. My first Zelda game was Twilight Princess on the Wii and BOY did I play the fucking SHIT out of that game.

Honestly, looking back and looking at playthroughs now-- I still love TP. Twilight Princess is still one of my top favorite Zelda games-- yes, even after playing OoT, Majora's Mask, Wind Waker, Skyward Sword, the anniversary four swords edition for the DS where you could play by yourself (Nintendo pls bring that back, I don't have friends to play it with ;-;), Phantom Hourglass- ect.

Something about Twilight Princess grabbed me by the head and yeeted me into the world. I can remember playing it for hours with little to no breaks. I, a tiny 9 y/o, had gotten the hang of the controllers and managed to get past the tutorial quite easily. And then, I was launched into the game and I wasn't stopping for NOTHING. Mom and Dad would have to force me to save and get off to go and eat dinner. THAT sucked.

I had done everything on my own up until the first temple, the forest temple. Not where/when you saved the dumb kid, but when you were saving the spirit's light. Theeeeeeennn I got stuck on the fucking Forest Temple for deadass six months straight. I'd play for hours, running around in circles, unable to figure out where to go, and because I didn't grasp the temple's purpose of being that way- I'd get angry and get off. It wasn't until dad looked up a walkthrough and talked me through what I was supposed to do that I learned how to get through temples.

I had gotten to the last little fight with Ganondorf before the Wii broke and i could no longer play. Despite the Wii being broke and we got rid of it, I was ADAMANT on keeping the game, and I kept that game for YEARS. It was an original copy out of a sealed box, and I eventually lost it when I left it accidentally at my now ex-friend's house.

She had a Wii and I went "hey I have a Wii game!" And I brought my Zelda over. Worst fucking choice of my goddamn life. Mom called me to come home and said I couldn't sleep over like the original plan was, and that was it. My ex-friend stashed my Zelda and I never saw it again. And, even if I wanted to-- I couldn't get it back, which makes me upset. We had a BAD falling out. She likely doesn't even remember it's there, or sold it to the local game junkie kid who buys ALL games.

But I still love the game. Midna was amazing, and I loved how snarky she was and she has a very cute design! The game's OST is fucking phenomenal. Midna's Desperate Hour makes me cry bc goddamn it really sells how serious that situation is. I love Hyrule Field's theme in this game. I love the Twilight Realm's song. Zant was fucking hilariously scary. Ganondorf's design in this game scared the piss out of me when I was younger.

Midna and this game's Link and Zelda are def my favorites. Yeah yeah, Sheik is cool and all I Guess but dhsushwishs Midna holds the special place in my heart. She was totally my gay awakening BUT

For other game antagonists, I adore Ghirahim-- let's go you funky little queer-coded villain. Skull Kid was great, I love the entire dynamic of him. Prankster lost soul stumbles upon Majora's Mask and the mask makes him act out due to powers-- which, I actually took very heavy inspiration from for one of my OCs. The moon falling to Hyrule was a fucking terrifying looming threat.

But the game series holds a place, and I've yet to be able to play BoTW-- although, I'm fairly certain I'll like it. The playthroughs I've watched of it are all fairly decent! I just. Gotta save up enough money to buy it haha.

Dang guess I gotta go watch a Twilight Princess playthrough again.

Honorable Mentions:

Avatar: the Last Airbender, specifically Book 3

my OCs definitely make me happy, they're my children and I'd ramble A LOT longer if given the chance WHEEZE

My friends, but I didn't add them here bc it's more fictional stuff, I presume

Baking. I love to bake cupcakes.

Painting is fun. I'm an artist and goddammit im going to use painting as an excuse to make a mess.

Fire. I rly like fire, down to a pyromaniac level. However, i hate the fires that happened to my home town, the Great Smokey Fires of 2016-- THAT pissed me off. How dare you burn mountain landscapes to the ground. Perish.

History. I'm a history nerd.

I'm also a science nerd.

But fuck math, I cannot comprehend math to save my life.

For some reason, I rly like learning how the human body works??? like did you know, organs are actually sticky when touched by a bare hand?? Did you?? How fucking cool is that.

Bakugan. I love Bakugan, esp the DS game. I love my Darkus Leonidas. Give me back the online world, you peasants-- I want my Darkus Dragonoid. (Also fuck all my friends from when I was in kindergarten- my theory that Alice was Masquerade was somewhat correct.)

#admin ace #admin ace speaks #communistvriska #inbox tag #homestuck #warrior cats #harry potter #pokemon #legend of zelda

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Stop! Hammer Time!

The F/O? Giovanni Potage from Epithet Erased. The S/I? Rachel Scribere - mundie, writer of much fanfiction, independent contractor supervillainous minion who has also given up on adulting. (Most of those things apply to me IRL!) This is the longest thing I’ve written for us - it’s 12 pages in MS Word - so no one’s obligated to read it; I’m just putting it out there because I’m lovestruck and need to get this out of my system. I’m only YT-current, not VRV-current, and it’s been four episodes, so I’m well aware this ship could get sunk at any time. I’m just having fun while I can. Anyway, here’s the whole big love confession thing - there’s some contextual stuff that you just gotta Roll With and also I have lots of headcanons in play here that Word of God is probably gonna disprove (trans biroace Gio anyone?). Anyway, enjoy. Or don’t.

***

I would say the part where it all went to shit was the Fog of Lost Souls.

To be fair, we were losing pretty badly before that. It had seemed like the perfect crime: overrun the mall. Jewelry stores galore! Expensive video game consoles! A Hot Topic for Rachel!

As for Miss Scribere, she had done the usual, for the usual fee. A detailed floor plan, thorough reconnaissance, surveys of the entrys and exits, locations of all visible security cameras, proximity of the Hot Topic to the ideal entry point. After all, her cut was going to be enough gems to pay off her rent and also every piece of Kingdom Hearts merch in the entire boutique. (Mostly that Kairi hoodie.)

That’s me. Miss Rachel Scribere. No, I don’t have an Epithet, least of all one to do with writing. I wish. I am a writer, however. It’s just that I’m a mundie of a writer.

So, fast forward. I, the independent contractor who is a Banzai Blaster associate by a technicality, have brought the intel to the legit Blasters (as “legit” as the Blasters can be – seriously, there’s a reason I’m an independent contractor). We’ve thought through every obstacle that could probably have happened to us (and, thanks to one certain gorgeous boss, several that could improbably have happened). I’ve already deliberately repressed several outpourings of affection toward said gorgeous boss.

Oh, yeah. That’s an important part of this story. The fact that Crusher isn’t the only person crushing on Giovanni Potage. Just that he’s the only person who got nicknamed after it.

Keep your finger on that fast-forward button. So we’re in the middle of the food court, about twelve of us trying to bring out our haul, and I’ve already had about five of those moments where Giovanni and I would have to interact directly (including him wandering into the Hot Topic as my hand was hovering over that Kairi hoodie, and then I had to pretend that I wasn’t a complete and total gamer nerd and give it up until another day when I would probably pay full MSRP for it) and I would get just too flustered to say anything in return and move on over to talk to Ben or Darkstar or anybody but Crusher, really, since he was quite steamed at me for being the Romantic Rival.

We had it all in the bag, quite literally, when the other guy showed up. With another crime syndicate. And these guys were wearing black to indicate they were really, really serious. My danger senses went off almost immediately, but Giovanni, being Giovanni, had insisted that the Banzai Blasters had first dibs on this mall, so the other guys would just have to leave.

That was how we found out the other guy’s Epithet was “Hammer.” Whose Epithet is “Hammer,” anyway? Stupid question: this guy’s. Marcus Malleus, he was called. His syndicate didn’t have a name, because apparently naming your crime syndicate is for losers (never mind that we didn’t even pick the name). And even without the gigantic hammer of solidified aether that he hoisted like a dark Mjolnir, this man was enormous. He probably could have killed us with one blow.

And we’ve now arrived at the place where it went to shit.

“Whose Epithet is ‘Hammer,’ anyway?” Giovanni asked derisively. (No, I never have had an original idea in my life; why do you ask?) “What’re you gonna do? Knock us all into the ground like nails?”

“Exactly,” Marcus said as he grinned, showing off a few broken teeth to demonstrate that he’d survived his fair share of scraps.

“Don’t be silly!” Giovanni waved him off. “We’d never…survive…that.”

It seemed he was the last one to realize we were in some deep shit.

“That’s what I’m countin’ on,” Marcus said as he advanced.

I could see that Giovanni’s knees were beginning to tremble. I wanted to run to him, to throw myself between him and the threat, but I was frozen, rooted to the spot by fear of all flavors. What a failure, failure, failure I was –

And yet he didn’t admit to his own terror. Instead, he put up a hand and demanded, “STOP!”

That was enough to at least distract Marcus into holding still. “What the – “

“I hope you’re prepared to find your way…” Giovanni had put his arms out to either side now. “THROUGH THE FOG OF LOST SOULS!”

The steam filled the food court quickly and thoroughly. We all heard Giovanni shriek “SCATTER!”.

So we did…as iffy as I felt about leaving him behind and fending for myself.

Turned out that shouldn’t have been my priority at all. Turned out I couldn’t fucking see anything in the fog-bomb, which worked in our favor insofar as it meant Marcus not chasing us but had the big downside of me being unable to find my way through an unfamiliar environment.

I ran into a fucking table.

I screamed as I went down, hitting the tile hard. At least it was only the ordinary sort of fall. Nothing broken, nothing bruised – not even my glasses.

That relief only lasted momentarily, because I’d been tripped up just long enough for the fog to clear and Marcus to find one and only one Blaster (or rather Blaster-adjacent) left on the field. And guess who that was?

The moment I’d gotten to my feet, I felt the hammer’s blow.

I was thrown all the way out of the court, hitting a wall before going down. In a panic, I made a check that I was still alive – well, duh, or I wouldn’t have been panicking. But there was pain, so much pain. Something was broken, but I couldn’t quite tell what, because my head was fucked up as well. I was pretty sure I was concussed, or on the verge of it. Consciousness became less of a black-and-white state and more like a soupy gray area where I was suspended between dreamland and knowing just how many steps away from death I was.

In the flashes, I knew what I was dreaming about. Him. Kneeling over my prone body, hands pressed to either side of me, his voice breaking as he lamented, “Composer…no…not my beautiful, amazing Composer…he…he fucked her up…!” The hitch in his breath that indicated he was crying.

Wait a minute.

That wasn’t the dream half.

I attempted to pry my eyes open to see Giovanni hovering over me, shivering with concern. Was he all blurry because I was half-dead or because my glasses had been shattered and lost? Did it matter? His cape was draping almost protectively around both of us as he wept.

My heart skipped a few beats, even though I knew damn well he did this for all of his minions. I wasn’t special. I wasn’t a favorite. He loved all of us so much…and that’s why I loved him so specially. Because he had room in his heart for so many people. Because he didn’t have to have a crush on me to do this, to cry for me when he worried I was –

I had better try to indicate I wasn’t actually dead.

I pushed out a laborious groan. Things were getting clearer…sort of. I managed the words “I’m…fffffine.”

“Then COME ON!” He seized my forearms. “We gotta get outta here! I think this guy might be having a lucky enough day to beat us today!”

“Mmh…okay…”

It seemed a Herculean feat to get to my feet. Thankfully, my vision wasn’t blurring in and out so much – more like normal lost-glasses blind than concussion-blind. We could still make a run for it.

Or so I thought until I put weight on my right foot and crumpled immediately with a yelp.

It took me a moment to realize that he’d gone down with me as I’d fallen to my knees, keeping his hands on my forearms. “Not fine,” I panted, “not fine…”

“Then I’m gonna get you out of here.”

It was that determination in his voice that always signified he was about to do something absolutely asinine.

Before I could talk him out of it, he’d swept me up like a bride, one arm behind my back and the other under my knees. It would have been like a scene from a dream had I not known that Giovanni could not lift my weight, and he was doomed to fail from the start.

We tumbled over together, screaming in two-part harmony.

“Okayokayokay – “ Giovanni muttered as I rolled off of him, now pretty much sobbing from the pain. What all had that Malleus guy broken? “Oh! I know! I know EXACTLY how I’m getting you out of here! You’ll be patched up in no time!”

I then felt the rim of a warm cup of liquid being pressed to my lips. Was he serious? “Is this – “

“Just drink it, dammit!”

I wanted to refuse, but we didn’t have time for that fight. As the health-replenishing soup coursed through me, I could feel the aches and pains disappearing, mellowing out, the throbbing and buzzing in my head subsiding.

He’d actually done it. And I immediately wished he hadn’t.

“Why did you DO that?” I screamed.

“WHAT?” he barked. “Are you grossed out because it’s from my SWEAT? I would think it’s better than being DEAD!”

“I don’t CARE about your sweat-soup, and you know it! But you can only do that once per fight! Now you can’t use it on YOU!”

“Oh, please.” He stood to full height, and I rose with him, trying to focus on his facial features through my half-blind haze. “Like I’m gonna let this jerk best me. Trust me, that fog’s gonna keep him lost for a while, and I’m gonna – “

I may have been half-blind, but even I could make out the shape of the hammer swinging through the fog.

For once, my reflexes were on-point enough to carry me out of the way.

Giovanni’s weren’t.

I saw him sideswiped, then peeled off the floor so Marcus could hold him up by the collar; “Payback, you little bitch!”

I could hear his whimpering. His screaming. I wanted so badly to fling myself at Marcus Malleus, to tackle him, to land my own critical hit, to save my boss, my friend, my Giovanni –

And I turned and ran instead.

But not without a strategy. I was half-blind, disarmed, and no good in a fight at this moment. I would just have to hope Giovanni would hold out until I’d gotten my plan in motion.

Please.

The other Blasters had taken refuge in a Claire’s we’d designated as our rendez-vous point should we need to scatter. I stumbled in, nearly knocking down a rotating display of earrings.

“Where is he?” a voice called out. Crusher, of course.

“He’s back there,” I said in a panicked rush. “The big guy has him.”

“Why the HELL did you leave – “

“I need you guys to run the Gazpacho Maneuver,” I declared.

“But we’ve never practiced that before!” Car Crash argued.

“Well, you’re gonna do it NOW,” I insisted, “or the boss is gonna get crushed.”

By the time we got back to the food court…I’ll admit I couldn’t see a lot of the details. Just a strip of yellow lying on the floor, a shadowy mass hovering above him with an instrument held high.

However, if the Gazpacho Maneuver went to plan, which I know it did, here’s what happened: first, Artful Dodger ran at Marcus to distract him, getting his attention only to duck every blow. (Contrary to what you’re thinking right now, he actually got his nickname from his love of Dickens. Go figure.) Then Crusher and Car Crash rushed him from either side to blindside him from two directions. During this time, Flamethrower and Sharpshooter arranged themselves around the food court in order to sharpshoot and flamethrow at Marcus, respectively, from an optimal distance – and no, I did not mix up that order. Meanwhile, Ben and Darkstar teamed up to spirit Giovanni away, carrying him away from the danger zone. On the way out, Ben tugged my sleeve, indicating I needed to go with.

So I did, leaving the others to carry out the other thirty-six moves of the plan that would either leave Marcus incapacitated and bound on the floor or just buy them some more time before they were also smacked halfway across the mall.

We re-convened in a JCPenney. We’d almost gone to the Claire’s, but then realized that had no bed for a patient, and had to relocate to a department store with some of those little short bed-sets that look comically small. When I was younger, I always used to think those things were perfectly kid-sized. Huh…I wondered how Molly would think about these beds, since they seemed the perfect length for her.

How was I going to tell Molly if the closest thing she had to a dad died protecting me? Hell, Sylvie didn’t have the best relationship with Giovanni, but…how could I tell him either?

Ben and Darkstar had Giovanni settled as best they could across the bed widthways, adjusting the pillow beneath his head, giving worried mutters of “Boss…boss!”

I held my breath, praying he’d answer.

“Wh…why’d you do that? I was winning…”

It was like being dunked in an ocean of relief. I practically collapsed. Very nearly started crying when I heard his voice, weak as it was.

“We know you were!” Ben replied. “But we thought it was best to leave that hammer guy with the humiliation of defeat while we made our getaway!”

“No,” I broke in. “No, I’m not playing this game. Not today.”

I could see all eyes turning upon me. All heads, anyway. Vision was still shot, but I could make out outlines and colors.

“You almost died,” I said, now feeling the tears coming. “Because I fucked up. I fucked up, and you healed me instead of yourself, and I just…I shouldn’t have come here, and I’m so, so sorry…”

“What?” Giovanni’s voice cracked. “Composer…you did great out there! You rallied the backup! I knew you were a great choice for team strategist! You probably would’ve played a really epic victory theme for that team attack if you’d had speakers! …We gotta start bringing speakers on our heists.”

“Just STOP!” I shrieked, shutting my eyes to let the tears gather up. “DON’T talk me up! I don’t need your pity! I just need you not to die! I…I…”

I couldn’t say it now. No. He didn’t need that. But there was something else I wanted to assert.

“I think…you’re wonderful…” I choked. “To all of us…and without you…we’d be fucking nowhere…you make all of us feel so special, and…and we can’t lose you.”

No. I wasn’t going to confess, but in times like these, I couldn’t keep myself completely sequestered. Not when he, too, was probably in need of somebody to be a comfort.

I approached the bed, prying my eyes open far enough to see it clearly, placing my hand on the edge of the mattress and scooting it toward him. He got the hint, catching my hand in his and squeezing it so tightly that I knew deep down, he was far more afraid than he was letting on.

“I know,” he said softly. “And you’re not gonna. But we need you too, Composer. You’re emotional support. You’re, uh…you’re really valuable emotional support. Like when a person who isn’t necessarily me is in a lot of pain and needs a really, really good friend…”

I closed my other hand around his. “I’m here,” I practically whispered. “I’m gonna be shit at doing anything but crying, but I’ll try.”

“Thanks, Composer. I knew I could count on you. You know I love you, right?”

I froze. Then it hit me all over again: he said that to all of us. I wasn’t special. But I didn’t need to be. The last thing I needed was to be throwing myself a fucking pity party while he was lying broken and beaten on a mini-bed.

“I know,” I choked. “How…how bad does it hurt?”

“It’s not bad! I think he only broke my leg. Upper body’s just fine! That’s enough to put up a fight, right?”

That got a laugh out of me. Even though I knew he was probably serious about his leg being broken. His pain tolerance was rather incredible. “Which leg is it?”

I knew he was thinking over which of his hands formed the “L.” He eventually came up with “Left.”

I was on his right side, so theoretically…no. That would be pretty damn selfish.

But maybe not. Because I knew he wouldn’t ever admit to wanting, needing more. “If it wouldn’t hurt you too much,” I said softly, “I might need a hug.”

“Sure,” he said, too enthusiastically. I had been right. “Bring it in, Composer.”

I practically fell into him, wrapping his upper body up tight in my arms. I cried over him as he’d cried over me. He leaned into me, and I could feel him shaking, trying so hard to hide it. I thrust my hand into his hair, the only thing I could think of, stroking through the pink locks to give him any extra comfort I could.

“You’re gonna be okay,” I whispered. “I…I’ve got you.” I’d always wanted to say that to someone. I hadn’t really considered the dire circumstances that would warrant it. Turned out it was absolutely as intimate of a thing as I had thought.

His hand clutched at the back of my dress. Trying to pull me tighter.

“I’m so sorry,” I sobbed.

“I’m not,” he whispered, and I knew he meant it.

“Uh…Boss? Composer?” Ben broke in.

Right. We were making a pretty big scene. We let go at that, and I turned back around, only to see the real reason that Ben had gotten our attention. The other Blasters had arrived en masse.

“Wait,” I realized. “If you’re here, and Boss isn’t healed up…that means…”

“We lost,” Car Crash sighed, and though I couldn’t see the details, I could imagine the bruises and cuts riddling them.

“Anyone down?” Giovanni asked in a panic.

“Nope,” Flamethrower stated. “We did lose the haul, though. Everything except the one bag with the Special Thing you told us to protect.”

Now I was lost. “What was the Special Thing?”

“Don’t worry about it,” Giovanni said quickly.

“Boss, what did you take?”

“I SAAAIIIIID DON’T WORRY ABOUT IT! WHAT ARE YOU, MY MOM?”

“I sure HOPE you don’t think of me as a mom,” I grumbled.

“What?”

Giovanni sighed. “Well, the important thing is we don’t have any boys down.”

“Speaking of down,” I realized, “did anyone think to pull the grate – “

“We’re locked in,” Flamethrower assured me. “No one’s getting in…no one’s getting out.” Then the ramifications sank in. “We’re actually stuck here until the morning.”

“We shouldn’t move him, either,” I said softly. “I don’t know what to do about that, but…maybe things will look better in the morning.”

“C’moooonnnn, I can make it,” Giovanni sighed. “Just carry me out like you did here.”

“Not if your leg’s broken.”

“That is seriously not gonna mess it up.”

“Yes. It. Seriously. IS.”

“WILL YOU STOP TALKING FOR ME, COMPOSER? ARE YOU THE BOSS? NO! I’M THE BOSS! THAT’S WHY MY NAME IS ‘BOSS’!”

“I’M TRYING TO MAKE SURE YOUR LEG DOESN’T GET FUCKED UP ANY WORSE, OKAY? WILL YOU JUST SLOW DOWN FOR TWO SECONDS?”

“Oh, I’m sure it’ll heal up just fine IN JAIL WHEN THE COPS SHOW UP TO DRAG US ALL IN!”

I clenched my teeth. Then sighed. “I am not doing this. Okay. What counts as a fight?”

“Wha – “

“What. Counts. As. A. Fight.”

“Okay, I totally see where you’re going with this,” Giovanni replied, “but you should spell it out because I don’t think Spike gets it.”

“Hey!” Spike snapped. “Just because it’s true doesn’t mean you have to point it out!”

“You can make one healing soup per fight,” I reminded him. “You spent your hammer-guy soup on me. How long do you have to wait to get in another fight to spawn it again?”

“…Three hours?” he guessed. “I dunno; I’ve never timed it out before.”

“And if you got in a slap-fight with one of us, would it work?”

He shrugged. “Probably?”

“Good enough for me,” I decided. “We wait three hours, then stage a fight, and then we can probably get you out of that bed.”

“Fiiiiiiine,” Giovanni sighed, folding his arms and looking for all the world like a petulant child. “We’ll do it YOUR way. Now we gotta kill three hours! I’m gonna be so booooooored!”

“God.” I rolled my eyes. “Stop being so immature for like two seconds. There are PLENTY of ways we can be not bored in here. Like, I dunno…playing wed-bed-behead or Would You Rather.”

“Oh, I’M immature, and THAT’S how you want to pass the time?”

“Screw this.” I turned to storm off toward the eyeglass shop. “I’m getting at least SOME of my vision back.”

I felt a little bad about leaving him, but he seemed able to snark for himself at the moment, so I decided to just let him stew while I went shopping for some new glasses. Shopping without paying, that is.

“Uh…Composer?”

I turned to see a certain purple-haired minion tagging along – pretty much my one teammate who was shorter than me. “Hey, Spike.”

“So…I was just wondering,” Spike brought up. “You and Boss…you ever notice how you two kinda fight like a married couple?”

I nearly froze. Yet I kept up my stride, my one shoe (when had I lost a shoe?) clacking on the tile. “No, we don’t.”

“You kinda do.”

“We do NOT.”

“I’m just saying…”

“Do you WANT me to like him?” I snapped at her. “Last time I checked, you were the one who loved him. You and Crusher.” I then immediately regretted it. “God. No. That came out wrong. What I meant – “

“I know you wanna keep the peace and everything,” Spike replied, “but you can go for him. I mean, he won’t notice, he never DOES, but you don’t have to hold back for my sake or Crusher’s.”

“Yes, I do.” I sighed. “Spike…I already tried.”

“…Oh.”

“It flew over his head about thirty times, and then I gave up,” I sighed. “He loves all of us. And I love that about him. But I’m never gonna be more than just…another one of the boys. And that should be fine! I’d rather have a life WITH the Boss than a life WITHOUT the Boss! But…it’s just not meant to be. And I have to put up with that.”

“Well, I’m sorry,” Spike lamented. “I mean, I came over here because I thought you should know that I really am jealous. There’s a reason Crusher’s so jealous, too. A lot of us are jealous. Boss is just…always so happy with you. I guess there’s something about you that gets to him.”

“Don’t get my hopes up,” I said somberly.

“I’m not trying to,” Spike replied. “But you two are really good friends. You shouldn’t avoid him so much.”

“…Am I that obvious?”

“He WANTS to get to know you better. But you keep running away, and I was right about why, which means Flamethrower owes me five bucks!”

“Well, maybe I’ll have to think about it, then.” We’d arrived at the eyeglasses. “But no promises. Like I said…I tried. Maybe I just…have to try harder to aim for the friend zone. The friend zone isn’t bad. It’s where you make friends.”

“That’s the spirit, Composer!”

I began to cycle through a rack of glasses.

“What’s your prescription?” Spike asked.

“I have no fucking idea,” I replied.

Eventually, I found one that improved my vision enough for me to get by. Now I could see how many little bruises Spike was sporting beneath her visor. My stomach twisted; I wondered if technically, that, too, was my fault.

I wasn’t in the mood to deal with it.

I kicked off my other shoe on the way back; the asymmetry was bothering me. I did my best to listen to Spike complaining about the loot Marcus got away with, especially the rhinestone-studded smartphone case (which she seemed to be angrier about than him taking an actual smartphone from our haul). All the while, I couldn’t help but mull over all the things that were my fault. Her getting hurt, them getting hurt…

Giovanni getting hurt.

Everyone else was thronged around him, him still reclined on the mini-bed, when Spike and I returned. I tried to hang to the back of the crowd, trying not to draw attention to myself. No need to kick up that fight again.

“All right, boys,” Giovanni stated. “Like we planned.”

And then they all began to disperse.

“Wait, what?” Spike asked.

“Boss wants us to investigate all the departments,” Flamethrower explained. “We might be able to pick up some replacement loot!”

“Um…okay?”

Spike and I turned to join the mission, but I was held back by a sharp demand: “Not you, Composer.”

It took me a while to be able to turn and face him once the others had scattered. Then, once I met his eyes – even from that distance, I could see the gold flecks in them, or maybe that was just my memory filling in, since I was wearing under-prescription glasses – I gave a sigh. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“What do you MEAN for what?” I was snapping again. “For being rude, I guess.”

“You really think I’m that immature?”

He wasn’t smiling. He was actually asking. I felt like I’d just been stabbed in the heart.

“No,” I admitted. “It’s…just kind of an easy target. Well, okay, I do think you are kinda immature, but it’s…fun immature. The whole kid-at-heart thing. That’s one of the reasons I love…running missions with you and hanging around base.”

“Okay. Just checking. That’s kinda what I thought, but I had to make sure before I said anything.”

“Said anything about what?” I was baffled.

“I’m having a bit of a crisis,” Giovanni said rather casually, turning to face the ceiling. “You’re good with strategy and tactics and all that brainy stuff. Maybe you can help me.”

Gingerly, I approached the bed. Sat down beside him on the edge of it. “I’ll try.”

I thought, for a moment, I saw him tense when I sat down. I wondered if I was too close, if I should leave.

“You know I love each and every one of my minions,” he stated. “All of you bring something special to the team! Together, we are an unstoppable force of unadulterated evil AWESOMENESS! But I’m not supposed to play favorites! If I think one of my minions is better than any of the others, then what happens? Do I lose all credibility? Do I stop seeing how valuable they are? I can’t do that to my boys!”

I wasn’t sure exactly where he was going with this. I wondered if maybe he’d latched onto someone he actually did have feelings for. Oh. He wanted me to advise him how to progress with his actual crush.

Fuck.

“I…don’t think it’s bad to have a favorite,” I muttered. “Not necessarily. I mean, having a LEAST favorite would be a problem, but you’re not gonna lose sight of how great everyone is if you pick a fave. You’re you. You’re Giovanni Potage.”

“I mean, that is true.”

My fingers interlaced with each other. “Wh…who is it?”

He was silent a while before saying, “I don’t wanna tell you their minion name, but her – HIS legal name is…uh…Ray…bert…Flibere. Raybert Flibere.”

I swear I was legally dead for the next three seconds. Heart stopped and all that. Even I wasn’t spacey enough to let that one fly over my head.

“And…how does Raybert make you feel?” I asked.

“Well,” Giovanni sputtered, “it’s – it’s complicated because – she has a – I mean he has a great smile, and he always laughs at my jokes, and I’m not saying my jokes are HORRIBLE, but let’s just pretend I did make horrible jokes. He’d still laugh at them. I dunno, I guess I have fun with him all the time, and I wanna make him smile, and also he makes me kinda out of breath and my heart gets this weird fluttery thing that I’m thinking is a genetic condition and GOD…DAMMIT, IT’S YOU.”

I gave an overdramatic gasp. “I had NO IDEA that Raybert Flibere was secretly a codename for Rachel Scribere!”

“Yeah, I know. I was pretty slick with that one. But I can’t freaking keep it inside anymore! You’re my best friend on the whole team, and I was really looking forward to doing this heist with you, and I…I think…”

The expression on his face was one I had never seen before. Eyes wide as they could be, as though he were facing down some existential demon. “I think I want you to be my girlfriend,” he choked out. Then, at the speed of light: “I mean, I am pretty charming and all, so I figure I have a shot, and this is just a casual thing, like you being my girlfriend casually, not that I wanna make a big deal out of it or – “

“Boss.”

“What? Can’t you see I’m trying to explain myself so I don’t look stupid here?”

“Do you remember what I was trying to tell you a couple months ago?”

“What, that thing about the dates?” Giovanni replied. “I TOLD you, dates are delicious, but not as good as figs no matter how you slice – OH.” He looked like he’d just been whacked with a two-by-four. “You were asking me ON a date.” He raised a hand to wave it off. “Which I knew, of course. I was just playing it cool until I sorted out my own heart. You know everyone wants a piece of me. It’s not easy figuring out who I should reciprocate to.”

“So you know about Spike and Crusher wanting to date you too.”

“THEY WH – I mean, yeah.” He swallowed hard. “But even with that in play, it’s still you. I can’t really explain it. You just make me smile a lot, I guess.”

I turned away from him. “You know I’m not a happy person.”

“You seem like a lot of fun to me. Especially at the compulsory Banzai Blasters dance parties.”

“I’m pretty high-maintenance.”

“Uh, yeah, duh. I KNOW. That’s why I want to prove I can MAINTENANCE you. Challenge accepted!”

“I hate myself,” I muttered. “I act like I don’t, but I do.”

“Well, then, you need somebody to point out what’s good in you, because there’s a damn lot of it.”

His hand wrapped around mine again, and I just about jumped. It was like static electricity. A new charge between us that hadn’t been there previously.

“And…I…maybe wanna thank you for…you know…this.” I still was turned away, but I could tell how flustered he was. He didn’t have to explain what “this” was. The memory of holding him close was still fresh in my mind. “I WANTED to use that soup on you, you know! How am I gonna keep doing awesome crimes without my Composer?”

“Well, I sure as shit can’t do anything without my Boss.”

“…’Boss.’ Y’know, that sounds kinda impersonal for this.”

“Are you serious?” I asked. “You even have your kids call you ‘Boss.’”

“One: she’s not my kid. Technically. Two: if she was, she’s my ONLY kid. The glasses nerd ISN’T.”

“Lies,” I teased.

“But seriously! If you wanna be my girlfriend, and you want me to be your boyfriend, you’ll still be my minion, but you’re my FAVORITE minion, so you should get to call me whatever you want!”

“You can still call me ‘Composer,’” I told him. “I like it now.”

“Good, ‘cause it’s a good name for ya! It shows off how creative you are! That’s why I like saying it: to remind everyone who’s the smart one around here without admitting it isn’t me!” He said the next words in a hiss: “But don’t tell the boys I said that. They don’t know I’m kind of an idiot.”

“You’re a TOTAL idiot,” I affirmed. “But…I love that. It works for you. It doesn’t really hold you back.”

“So, uh…you…you wanna do this or what?”

I knew I had to face him for this. So I turned. It was the most strangely vulnerable I’d ever seen him – hanging on a thread for my answer.

“Yeah,” I told him. “Let’s do this.”

“Cool! Now we’re officially partners in crime!”

“Yeah!” I smiled. Then realized what the deal-breaker might be. “Wait. There’s…there’s something I need to tell you.”

“Is this where you give me my cute pet name?”

“No,” I sighed. “It’s where I tell you that…you don’t get to fuck me.”

“Huh?”

“Because I’m asexual. Like, REALLY sex-repulsed. Ice-cold. And that ain’t changing. So if you want somebody you can fuck, you shouldn’t waste your time – “

“You thought I wanted to do THAT?”

I flinched. That wasn’t what I’d been expecting at all.

“I keep forgetting that’s a huge thing in this dating stuff,” he grumbled.

I hardly dared to believe it. “Are…you…?”

He gave a nervous laugh. “Funny thing…I’m kinda…asexual myself.”

“NICE!” I squealed. “This is PERFECT!” I’d known he was biromantic – that was common knowledge around base – but not this.

“And, uh…” He was now the one turning away from me. “There’s…more. I kinda…don’t have…guy things? Downstairs?”

It took me a minute to figure out what he was saying. Then my jaw dropped; “I KNEW IT.”

“Yeah. That was a thing. I picked the name ‘Giovanni’ out myself, y’know. Sounds sexy, right?”

“Incredibly sexy.”

“So if that’s gonna be a turn-off, nowwouldbethetimetotellme.”

I thought it over, just in case my first instinct wasn’t right. Then I squeezed his hand gently. “It’s fine. It’s seriously fine. I wasn’t planning on using anything in the ‘downstairs’ area to begin with, so it’s not a big deal. I’m into guys. You’re a guy. There we go.”

He rolled his head back over to look me in the eye, as though questioning if I were genuine in this sentiment. I gave him a gentle smile, and he flashed me a mischievous smirk. “Don’t be mad because I get THREE pride flags and you only get ONE.”

“Well, I wasn’t until you SAID that!”

“Okay. So that’s about everything, except…oh, yeah. The big thing.”

“Your pet name, I know,” I recalled. Then, due to my general chickenshit nature, what I said next came out as a mumble.

“What was that?”

“I said I…” I could feel my face going red.

“What, is it embarrassing?” Giovanni teased. “You wanna call me ‘Shnookums’? ‘Cutie Pie’? ‘Sugar fangs’?”

“Wha – NO!” I snapped. “I was thinking…more like…” I finally managed to squeak it out: “Gio.”

“I like that!” he cried immediately. “It has panache!”

“All right. Then you’re not Boss anymore…Gio.” I couldn’t help but smile. I was finally calling him it out loud. I could’ve said it all day, over and over, Gio, Gio, Gio…

“But that wasn’t the thing that was gonna wrap it up, Composer.”

“Wait, what?”

His free hand searched beneath the blankets of the mini-bed. “The Special Thing. I was gonna say this to you tomorrow, after I got it for you. Actually, I wasn’t sure what I was going to get to make this as dramatic as possible, until I saw you looking at this in the nerd store. Don’t worry. I won’t tell anybody you’re a nerd if you don’t tell anybody I’m a dumbass.”

He passed me a plastic bag containing a folded piece of fabric. A black plastic bag. I knew it immediately.

“YOU. DIDN’T.” I pried the bag open; my jaw dropped. “Do…do you even know what this means to me?”

“I know it’s from one of your nerd games. Maybe you wanna tell me about it sometime? I like the looks of it.”

I removed the pink-and-plaid hoodie from the bag, slipping it on over my dress. (It didn’t match at all. I didn’t care.) “It’s from a character I’m not sure you’d like,” I admitted. “She’s like the sweetest hero. There is literally no evil in her. But she just seems so nice and friendly, and everyone calls her useless, and I love thinking about her potential.”

“She sounds like you. Except without a fun side.”

“That’s actually a compliment, believe it or not.”

He was biting his lip now, fangs almost piercing it, and I could tell he wanted to say more. “What?”

“…Also, she’s not useless. I’m not…a super fan or anything…but I know she gets that huge moment in the second game when she jumps off the balcony and starts beating up the monsters. And that’s also a lot like you when you get down to it.”

I lightly slapped his shoulder. “You. FUCKER. You KNEW. And you let me think I was ALONE here?”

“Look, I’m already hiding the whole dumbass thing!” Giovanni hissed. “You think I can live down being a nerd AND a dumbass AND the guy who cried when she bit it in the third?”

“Ho…ly…shit. You and I need to have a SERIOUSLY long conversation.”

“Well, we have some time now. And three hours to pass later.”

“What about the boys?”

“We’ll just send them to check out more distractions. They’re probably trying on formal wear right now.”

(I later found out that was exactly what the bulk of them were doing.)

“You can get more comfortable if you want,” Giovanni invited. “There’s room.”

Again, it took me a while to grasp his meaning. He was really trying so hard to climb out of the hole of flustered-ness he’d tripped himself into. I did get it, though. I pulled my legs up onto the mattress, lying down beside him. “Is this too close?”

“No. It can be closer, you know.”

I scooted closer to him – pressing right up beside him. His arm came up behind my back, and I shivered as he cradled me there. I pivoted, laying on my side so I could put an arm around him, as well – after all, he was still the one with a shattered leg. And so many more little bruises and marks I could see now that I had better glasses.

“I’m so sorry,” I whispered.

“Will you cut that out?” he sighed. “It’s really better me than you.”

My arm pried off him so that I could gently stroke down the side of his face. Looking into his luminous, sparkling eyes. Smoothing down those long, unruly pink locks. He was mine, mine, mine. And my heart would damn near break if I let this happen to him again.

“I’m not the kind of badass you think I am,” I said hoarsely. Great. Now I was on the verge of crying again. “I don’t have a whole jump-off-the-balcony-and-slice-monsters thing. I just…stood there and watched him beat you up.”

“I don’t care. You’re valid in so many ways, Composer. Just…stay with me now?”

“Yes. I will.”

My arm was replaced over him, protecting him as best I could from what few threats could reach us here in this bed – loneliness, misunderstanding, betrayal.

“So tell me exactly how many ‘nerd games’ you’ve played,” I said with a playful smirk. Turning it on him for once.

“Ohhhhh boy,” he sighed. “So this is gonna turn into a pretty long explanation…”

#selfship #i'm at soup!

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booksandtea · 5 years ago

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Whilst I was off sick I decided to work my behind off and sell some older book box merch so I could afford to buy April’s The Dark Side box from OwlCrate cause I knew it sounded like my cup of tea.

I was over the moon when it arrived as whilst I’ve already mentioned that BookHookedBox was my favourite due to not having to unhaul any item, this was definitely the close second because I adored most of the items inside and could tell instantly I didn’t waste my money.

By now everyone’s box has definitely arrived so keep reading to see what we got and what I thought of each item.

E X C L U S I V E C O V E R

The main reason I wanted this box was for an exclusive cover of Wicked Saints by Emily A. Duncan who I am ready to steal my heart tbh. I seem to have a fondness for people who live in Ohio.

I’m really happy that they went with a simple colour swap because I really do think the black cover fits the synopsis a lot more. It’s very striking.

As with most of the boxes these days, we also got a lovely author letter and the book was signed by Emily too.

Additionally a fabric print of the map from the story was included which is definitely a fancy extra. At the moment I have it inside the book still but it would be lovely to frame one day.

I’m very excited to pick this book up soon. It sounds like my cuppa tea.

I T E M S

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You might’ve noticed from the first photograph in this post that we were really spoiled in April. I’m a huge fan of the scarf as it’s going to be a lovely accessory for the colder summer days, easy to pack in a bag too should the wind drop away. Full Item List: – Six of Crows socks from Out of Print – Lightweight scarf inspired by The Darkling (Shadow and Bone) by Bookmarkd Tattoos – A black pin banned from Michelle Gray – Hardcover notebook inspired by Manon (Throne of Glass) by Stella Bookish Art – Phone holder inspired by Vicious from Hey Atlas Creative – Collectable pin, also designed by Hey Atlas Creative and inspired by Nadya (Wicked Saints) – Finale by Stephanie Garber sneak peak sampler – Art print + spoiler information card

I haven’t yet found a use for the notebook but I love the design of this one and its hardcover means damage is unlikely to happen. At the moment it has a place next to my desk should ideas arise.

I also love the phone holder but I’m really sad that I can’t use it. Yet. My current phone case has a lovely illustration of a Shiba on and it glows in the dark. So there is no chance in hell I’m covering that up. I have been on the search for a phone holder I liked enough to then buy a patterned phone case to pair up with it and this will definitely do.

However, the was unfortunately one item I wasn’t a fan of. I’m probably in the minority here. Its the Six of Crows socks. As someone with slightly larger feet I absolutely hate getting socks in book subscription boxes as they’re either too small from the get go or shrink after 1 or 2 washes. By default now I just rehome them as I’m fed up of small socks.

Overall though it really is a fab box. My complaint is definitely only a small personal one, so I’m over the moon! Oh, and the inside of Wicked Saints is just as lovely too…

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Have you read Wicked Saints yet?

Unboxing The Dark Side | OwlCrate April 2019 #OwlCrate #OCDarkSide Whilst I was off sick I decided to work my behind off and sell some older book box merch so I could afford to buy April's The Dark Side box from OwlCrate cause I knew it sounded like my cup of tea.

#Author: Emily A Duncan #Book Box #Books #Owl Crate #OwlCrate #Publisher: Wednesday Books #Series: Something Dark and Holy #Subscription Box #Unboxing

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franeridart · 6 years ago

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Do you care for any of the dekusquad?

I care for most if not all hero-related characters in bnha! But if with care you mean if any dekusquad member is between my favorite characters/if I care enough about any of them to draw them more than once every blue moon, then my Todoroki tag might tip you off, there lol

Anon said:Will you ever draw Bakukamikiri again? I rlly loved how you did them!!

Thank you!!! And I think I will, though I don’t have any project to do so in the near future, sorry!

Anon said:Soo KyouHaba day (6/16) is coming up and was wondering if you could do some seijoh next gen stuff. Yahaba is often forgot about a and Kyoutani isn’t really included in a lot of Aoba Johsai stuff. Feel free to not do anything just suggesting something

Aw sorry anon but I don’t have the time to do day-themed stuff right now! KyoHaba is currently the hq ship I’m most likely to draw for, though, since they’re the only ones I’m still reading fics for! So I don’t think any will come around 6/16, but I don’t exclude I might draw them anyway in the near future! :D

Anon said:Omg your taking part in a zine!! I’m so excited! And it’s a BakuSquad one too! Ik I’m definitely going to be buying it when pre-orders open up!

I’m taking part in TWO zines, actually!! Both the @takemyhandzine and the @sixthwheelzine !!!!! I’ll be making comics for both, and if you do decide to buy either I really hope you’ll like them!!!!

Anon said:whats a zine?

In general, a zine is an amatorially published magazine! Specifically tho here we’re talking about fanzines, so magazines put together and published by fans for other fans! The ones I’m taking part in are both about kiribaku, and will include both fanart (fancomics included) and fanfics! Depending on how much you wish to spend on it, you can also buy a bundle with fanmade merch too, and the Sixth Wheel zine is gonna have a pdf version too, in case you’d prefer to buy it like that! They’re super cool projects I’m insanely happy I got invited to take part in!!!!

Anon said:Your art style is so pretty and I love to see your amazing bnha drawing on my dash

There is literally no way I could ever stop being into d gray man ever and I’m also still following hq’s manga, yes! I dunno if and when I’ll draw for either fandom next, tho, sorry! ;^;

Anon said:Everytime you draw kiribaku I gain 1 life,,,,, tysm I love ur art SM ur such an inspiration,,,💖💖💖

Oh my g o d s thank you so much ;^;

Anon said:Your Kiridragon is the cutest, I love him and want Katsuki to protect him forever. Thank you for sharing that last story with us!!! (Ps. Can we expect more Kiridragon adventures in the future? *puppy eyes*)

Thank you for liking him!!!!!! And if you’re talking about the fantasy AU in general, I’ll 100% for sure draw more for it! If you’re talking about them as kids tho I can’t say for sure - I definitely want to, tho, right now!! ;^;

Anon said:As a suggestion, could you maybe do Kiri*Deku, whether it be romantic, platonic, or misinterpreted by Bakugou and he takes Kirishima because that’s his sunshine boy thank you very much, get your own

Aw anon sorry but krdk is…………. really not my thing, so I don’t take suggestions for it ;-; I might end up doodling them in the future anyway since I have in the past, but that’s only gonna be if I find an idea I really really really wanna draw, I’m sorry

Anon said:Just wanted to say that I love your art and I just went through a majority of your blog. But I noticed you used to draw erasermic but haven’t recently and I was wondering if you still ship it??? It’s okay if you don’t or if you just haven’t gotten the inspiration recently, I’m just curious. Anyways, keep doing what you do and being amazing

Thank youuuu!!!!! And I’ve actually always drawn erasermic super sporadically! They’re one of my main ships in the fandom honestly, but since they’re sorta hard to draw for me I rarely end up drawing them? I do still love them with all my heart tho! You can expect to see more of them in the future, for sure ;u;

Anon said:I came for my kiribaku fix (it HAD to be him I’m dying all over again) but. God ur art always blows me tf away ur so good and skilled and ur improvement in like… everything inspires me SO much so bless u and I hope u have a WONDERFUL day

I’m so glad I can inspire anyone, oh my g o o o o o o d ;O; thank you so so much!!!!

Anon said:Wow your dragon kiribaku art is so cute! Will there be a sequel!

Not for the immediately after, for now! Since Horikoshi is yet to give me the official design for Kiri’s mom //sob - but as I said up there I do want to draw more with them as kids in the fantasy AU, so maybe, yeah!!!

Anon said:I absolutely love EVERY SINGLE facial expression that Bakugou makes in your Fantasy Babies comic strip. He’s such an unapologetic little shit.

THANK YOU!!!!! I was mostly trying to convey the fact that he’s too young to think about the consequences of his actions before doing stuff like calling the rage of a dragon mom upon his city l m a o glad you liked him!!! :D

Anon said:The way you draw the baby bois has me weak 💖💕❤️💗💞💓💝 That baby dragon Kiri 💯💯💯💖💖💖😊😊😊

Thank you so muuuuuucccchhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:EYYYYY! Love your art, the newest comic made me laugh so hard that I almost chocked to death :D (Jk, I just couldn’t breathe normally) God bless youuuuuuuuuu

I’m SUPER HAPPY it made you laugh!!!!!! heck!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;^;

Anon said:You content makes my heart go doki doki doki doki doki

THANK!!!! YOU!!!!! SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:the way you draw wings is so cool, i love it. your art is just amazing in ggeneral to be honest, like akjdjkhdlkdl

AAAAHHHHHHHH I’M HAPPY YOU LIKE THEM I have so much fun drawing them, honestly!!!

Anon said:I love the fact that mina and kiri are cannonically childhood friends (middle school counts as childhood right??) Like I love their friendship so much and they both deserve the world.

Real, they’re adorable and I wish Horikoshi would actually have them interact a bit more in the manga, since as for now their scenes together are pretty much non-existent aside from their backstory ;^;

Anon said:THEY ANIMATED IT!!! THE HAND GRAB!!! IT’S IN MOVING COLOUR!!!

HELL YES I DIED IT’S BEEN NEARLY A WEEK AND I’M STILL DYING WHAT A BEAUTIFUL TIME TO BE ALIVE

Anon said:You with your beautiful beautiful art and Chonideno with her beautiful beautiful writing about Kiri and Bakugou makes my heart so happy and warm and just… Thank you for existing and love Kiribaku! I don’t know, your art makes me so happy

Ohhhhhhhhhhh boy what an honor to be put at the same level as mag ;^; I love her and her writing so much, honestly !!!!!! thank you so so much for the compliment, anon!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:Kirishima braiding his hair while he talks is both adorable and relatable. Thank you for that.

I’m!!!! mostly happy you caught it hahahaha thank you !!!!!!

Anon said:Hey. You seem insecure but your art is great. What kind of color scheme do you see for Hawks?

Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm I honestly don’t like thinking about stuff I think Hori will give me in canon soon enough? But out of instincts I mostly imagined him in shades of brown, I think - typical birds of prey and/or aviator colors, you know!

Anon said:I love ur drawings but i also love reading ur tag. They re so funny sometimes

lmao that’s good too!! As long as I can make people enjoy a couple of moments of their time I don’t really mind how I do it hahaha

Anon said:your art is beautiful anfndfnd

AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:Hello fran, just wanted to say i’ve been here for a long long time (since the h/q times :‘o) and today i was thinking about some of your old art and if you remember, you had a soulmates au for b/n/h/a that was super good and i really loved so i wanted to tell you!! You as an artist have such an impact on me and that au is my fave of yours!! ;0; have the nicest day ever!! -soulmates anon (4 future ref!!!)

OH MAN I’m so happy to hear you still remember that one?? It was such a fun experiment to play around with, I’m glad you liked it this much!!!! Thank you for telling me omg !!!!! ;^;

Anon said:Hi, so where did you go to watch Haikyuu (I’m assuming probably Crunchyroll but ya never know) and where might I find the dubbed version?

Aw anon sorry I don’t watch the dubbed version! Since I’m Italian, I don’t really have much use for the English dubs haha I’m pretty sure you can find it on kissanime, tho!

Anon said:could you briefly go through the process of making and completing one of your comics? I wanted to start some short bnha comics but idk where to start, thank you!

Sorry this took me an age to answer - I have answered this question a while back, I think it might be in my art tips tag! But to go through it fast, my process is something like

find a line or an exchange I want to deliver, or a topic I want discussed (usually happens randomly as I’m doing other things)

spend a million years just staring at a wall or at my ceiling or anything else as I build a whole scene in my mind to have the lines or topic take the form of an actual comic (might take two minutes, might take a month)

draw a rough sketch of the whole comic - I do this with all panels (and pages, when I separate a comic in pages) on the same canvas, so that I can look at the whole scene all together and get a good sense of the general flow of the storytelling. This process includes cutting panels, moving panels around, reshaping panels, trying different poses and angles for the same panels to find the right one, writing and deleting and re-writing lines till I’m sure the wording is what I’m going for*

line the panels - I mean the actual panels, the straight lines delimitating the panel, I line them all first and put them on a separate layer

line the people!! All the characters in every panel are lined in this stage

line the backgrounds! In case there are backgrounds and the comic is meant to stay in black and white, if not then color the backgrounds! (I always start coloring from the backgrounds cause they’re the boring parts and if I leave them for last I never do them ever #rip)

in case of black and white comics, we fill in flat, gray-scale colors at this point (or, as I’ve lately started doing, I only put down shadows and leave it at that). If it’s in colors, we color the people!

Write down the dialogue!! *at this point we change a lot of the dialogue again because enough time has passed since I sketched it that I changed my mind on everything, don’t be like me

you’re done!

All of it is done on one single canvas, unless it’s a comic with separate paneled pages in which case they’re all done on their own canvas but still drawn all together. That’s about it, hope it was at least a little bit useful!

Anon said:Hi! I just wanted to thank you for your art, especially your KiriBaku. I was exactly in the same situation than Bakugou in the post tagged “bakugou being blunt about his feelings” (except we are 2 girls) , so I used it to confess to her. She said yes! X3

OH MY GOD I’m so super happy to hear that!!!!! Congrats on your gf, anon!!!!!! *throws hearts at u*

#fran answers #im back to not answering asks i mean to draw for #if you never see those asks answered #im sorry im a f disaster #anyway about that first ask!!! todoroki is actually one of my main faves!!!!#i don't have enough ideas for him but if i did i'd always be drawing him t b h #oh also #art tips #cause there's something like that in this #tho it's just more or less my comic making process #which can be summed in 'think about something for a million years!!!' and then 'rush through it in half a day!!!!!!'#im #such an organized person am i n o t #:)))))))))))))))#anonymous

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keyismykitty · 6 years ago

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Music asks!!

@red-eye-radio tagged me because she wants to publicly shame me (lol jk danke danke)

A: Guilty pleasure?: i really like call me maybe and when it comes on the radio i have to embrace my inner (...outer) twink and sing along loudly and obnoxiously

B: top 5 albums?: uh. iunno. back in black by ac/dc, and...uh...shit iunno o.o

C: top 5 artists?: avicii, zach hemsey, imagine dragons, lindsey stirling, aerosmith

D: Last song you listened to?: new rules by dua lipa

E: Favorite song from the year you were born?: son of a bitch i have no idea i wasn’t listening to music in ‘93 i was shitting myself and eating rocks

F: Artist you want to listen to but havent?: every time a musician stays at the hotel i’m like “aaaay i’m so gonna go home and listen to all your music” but then i forget and never do

G: Favorite concert you’ve been to?: i’ve only been to one and it was stan bush in louisville lol

H: Song you hate by a band you love?: i do not like zach hemsey’s rap lol

I: An artist you don’t like?: i don’t really like miley cyrus but mostly just her as a person

J: A song you don’t mind that is really popular?: there’s this one i hear on the radio that goes something like “i like that you’re broken/broken like me/maybe that makes me a fool” and it’s got a good beat, i like it

K: Favorite Love song?: uuuuuuuuuh

L: A playlist on your ipod: i have two one is called ‘ROCK OUT’ and the other is ‘public’ and it’s the same playlist just without all the orchestral crap because people generally don’t like when you start playing battle themes in their car when they’re trying to get pumped

M: Shuffle your music and out the first song to come on: rarity’s theme from fighting is magic (y’all remember that my little pony themed mortal kombat game those dudes were making until hasbro dropped the banhammer on them? yeah the music they composed for each of the ponies was actually pretty rad)

N: A song you haven’t listened to in a while that you love?: most of the backstreet boys tbh i love them lol

O: A song that sums up your feelings right now?: there aren’t really a lot of songs about being hungry and wanting to buy a couch

P: Favorite album from this year?: damn son i have no idea you’re killing me

Q: Last concert you went to?: the stan bush one

R: Concert you want to go to in the future: none because avicii is dead T_T

S: what artist do you have the most merch for? i have no music-related merch but @roanoakstudios says he’s gonna make me an avicii and/or blue oyster cult themed battle jacket

T: what artist do you have the most songs from?: avicii and imagine dragons

U: how many songs are on your itunes?: hahahaha my what

V: what vinyl do you own?: you assume a lot of things about me

W: lyrics that mean a lot to you: “no one on the corner has swag like us/hit me on my burner prepaid wireless/we pack and deliver like UPS trucks/already going to hell, just pumping that gas” it doesn’t mean a lot to me i just relate lol

X: A small artist you would recommend?: uuuuh ministry isn’t exactly small but i met them and they’re pretty rad even though they called me a square (but they’re right so it’s okay)

Y: A band that broke up that you wish would get back together: avicii didn’t break up, he was just one guy, but i wish he was still around does that count

Z: songs that relate to your blog?: radioactive by imagine dragons and paper planes by mia (because it’s gray’s theme and carmine’s theme respectively)

i’m not tagging anyone because it was TOO HARD

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babykpopsweets · 7 years ago

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Lovable

Summary: Punk girl goes to NCT fan meet and gets noticed!!!

(I am in LOVE with animal crossing :))

*whiplash by nct 127 plays*

As you heard the familiar sound you started to shuffle up in the bed. You had stood up almost all night because you were MEGA excited for today. Today was the day you were going to go to your first ever NCT (ALL MEMBERS!!) fan meet! But now it was really affecting you, ‘cause now you didn’t want to get out of bed. You tossed and tuned in bed, but finally got up. You take out your camera and start to blog! “Hey guys…. TODAY is the day. I just woke up about 10 minutes ago, and Im supppeeerrrr excited, cause if you guys don`t know… IM GOING TO AN NCT FAN MEETTTT!” You say. You then turn off the camera, and go to the shower. After getting out, you put on your outfit. Of course, it all black because that`s all your closet is. The fan meet was at 1:00 pm, which meant you had the whole morning to kill. You sat on your bed and binged watched NCT videos for hours and hours.

*hours past, It's now 12:27 pm*

You check the time and get out of bed, grab your camera and again start to vlog. “Hey, guys, its about 12:27 pm right now, which means I have to go!! Uh, I haven’t really vlogged much today because all I did was binge watch NCT…” You start to laugh at your self. “Anyway ill see you guys there.” You check your hair, grab your bag, tickets, and keys, then you’re out the front door. Fortunately for you, the place NCT was having their fan meet was simply around the corner! You inhaled deeply when you left the house because excitement soon became anxiety. What if I do something stupid in front of them? What if they don’t like me? Does my breath smell bad? Do I smell bad???? These thoughts were quick to fill your mind and make you not want to go. But since you aren’t going to back down now, you slapped your head to get it back in shape. As you were walking to the place in which NCT would be hosting their fan meet people stared you down. It wasn’t a good feeling. Having all those eyes on you when you didn’t even do anything.

Then you realized why everyone was eyeballing you. It was because of your clothes and aura. You just rolled your eyes at this realizations. Calling yourself stupid for thinking that for once people would be more accepting of one another even if they’re different. You sped up your pace so you could just get to the place you needed to be. Hoping it would be better at the fan meet then it was in the real world because you were amongst fellow nctzens.

You let a relieved sigh slip out of your mouth when you arrived inside. You immediately pulled out your camera and started vlogging again.

“Okay guys, so I just arrived here and.. *flips camera over to give view of the fan meet* this is what it looks like. It’s very packed in here! More then I expected it to be honestly. Good thing I didn’t bring my leather jacket cause’ all this body heat is making me more heated. Well It’s about to start so I’ll shut up and just show you what is going on!”

A minute after you said that the fan meet began. Countless girls going up at one time yet there was still too many girls they wouldn’t be able to get to all of us in time. Or will they? When it was your turn to go up you heard other fans whisper and insult you under their dirty breath then laughing. You kept yourself in check so that they won’t ruin your time seeing NCT.

“Why hello!” Johnny said as he was the first member you got to see.

“Hi...” You tried your best not to sound down but it didn’t work.

“What’s wrong?”

“People are judging me here and stuff but it doesn’t matter I finally get to see NCT!!”

“Tell you what? Hold tight till the end of the signing I have a surprise for you.”

Johnny tucked a hair behind your ear causing a light blush on your cheeks. You continued you way down the line with the other members. Then you got to Ten.

“Oh my, I love your clothes!!!” Ten praised you and then tapped Jaehyun *JeFfErY 0.o* on the shoulder asking him if he liked your outfit.

“OFC its litty kitties (I’m sorry... no i’m not)” Jaehyun fanboyed.

You chuckled softly. You had never gotten a compliment on your clothes before. It made you happy that there was still people on Earth who aren’t so judging as the others.

“Thank you so much !!!!”

“Wowie you clothes look freshhhhhh~~~” Mark said who was also next to them.

You laughed this time feeling the joy and happiness of finally being complimented instead of trash-talked about. Ten signed the poster and merch. then let you continue on.

You pulled out your camera again when you were finally done.

“GUYS!!! NCT are the nicest guys on this planet! Fight me on thattt~~~”

Then you put the camera down for a second when Johnny announced he was going to chose a fan to come on stage with them. Less than a second later he picked you to go up.

“The one with the video camera with the black leggings and gray tights.” Johnny said pointing to you.

The crowd erupted in cries, whines, and like always mean comments about you. Nonetheless you walked up to the stage with NCT with pride. They all hugged you as you turned on your video camera again and started talking again. For a whole 30 minutes you were on stage with the NCT members. You got to show everyone that you are just as much as a human as them. But you wouldn’t have been able to do it without NCT’s help.

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Okay so I know this was crappy whoops...

-Admin Teppu and Jamz collaboration !!!!!

#nct #nct u #nct 127 #nct dream #nct reactions #nct scenarios #nct drabbles #nct u reactions #nct u scenarios #nct 127 reactions #nct 127 scenarios #nct dream reactions #nct dream scenarios #cute #punk #enjoy #<3

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katvondworld · 7 years ago

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Before there was Kylie Jenner, there was Kat Von D. Nearly a decade ago, the tattoo artist famous for a career in reality television and a string of tabloid-fodder relationships took her notoriety and turned it into a global beauty empire. Today, Kat Von D Beauty is one of Sephora’s most successful brands, with products that sell out in a matter of weeks and rack up tens of thousands of glowing reviews and live events that attract hundreds of fans.

Like Kylie, Kat has an instantly recognizable, highly-stylized aesthetic. It’s a combination of punk, goth, and good old-fashioned rock ’n’ roll, featuring lots of black (and lately, head-to-toe red) outfits in faux leather and kooky avant-garde shapes. Jet-black hair, red lipstick, and predilection for mismatched eye makeup have become her signatures. But she doesn’t want an army of Kat clones.

“My biggest nightmare would be if somebody came to Sephora, saw my brand, and said, ‘Oh, I want to look like her, so I’ll buy this makeup,’” Kat Von D proclaimed to an audience of beauty world professionals at the WWD Beauty Summit this summer, her first-ever appearance at a major industry event. “I think that model may work for Kylie or whoever else bases their career on vanity or some kind of superficial thing. It’s quite a gamble because that can be very fleeting a lot of times.” Despite the similarities, Kat doesn’t appreciate Kylie comparisons.

After Kat’s session at the summit was over, she mingled a bit with the suit-wearing masses and then walked downstairs in towering platform shoes, gently guided by a member of her team. “I’m very impressed by Kat Von D!” a gray-haired man said admiringly to a younger woman standing beside him.

“She’s not bound by any rules,” the woman replied.

“I wanted to get a tattoo afterward,” he said.

Tattooing is where it all began for Kat, who was born Katherine von Drachenberg. The 35-year-old is a professional tattoo artist by trade and is known for her elaborate, life-like grayscale portraits. She’s tattooed a ton of musicians and celebrities, including Miley Cyrus, Lady Gaga, and Harry Styles. She’s inked everything from the Mona Lisa to images of beloved pets on people’s bodies. It’s still something she does when she’s home in LA, though she tries to “limit it to one a day,” whereas a normal workday in her previous life would have had her seeing five clients one after another. Kat has a years-long wait list and is no longer taking appointments, in order to catch up. She recently said in a YouTube video that she doesn’t charge for tattoos anymore, preferring to do it for art’s sake.

“I feel like my name works against me sometimes, you know? People think, ‘Kat Von D, oh it's somebody that was on TV or somebody that dated somebody.’”

Kat’s own body is covered with tattoos, which you can see in zoomed-in detail in her New York Times bestselling book High Voltage Tattoo. (She has published two other books since.) In it, she models in a bikini and describes the origin of each batch of ink. She’s perhaps best recognized for the spray of stars around her eyes, a motif which shows up frequently in her beauty products. At first, she only had one star on each temple. While Kat lore has long held that the Motley Crue song “Starry Eyes” inspired at least the first few stars, in her book she says she added to them because her ex-husband and fellow tattoo artist Oliver Peck once told her to stop tattooing her face. She even has stars tattooed on one eyelid. One of her best-selling products, a liquid eyeliner, is called Tattoo Liner.

Kat was born in Mexico; she’s fluent in Spanish and identifies as Latina. Her parents are from Argentina and her father’s family originally hails from Germany. Her father is a doctor and she grew up with a conservative background as a member of the Seventh-day Adventist Church, where her parents were missionaries. She credits her paternal grandmother with instilling in her a love of art and music. (Kat’s a classically trained pianist and has a huge portrait of Beethoven tattooed on her thigh.) She says her father used to catch her on the floor drawing underneath the pews at church.

Kat moved to Colton, California, when she was four years old with her parents, brother, and sister. Her parents divorced years later and her mother moved back to Mexico. At 14, Kat discovered punk rock and started dating a boy named James, who was two years older and had a mohawk and tattoos. She got her first tattoo, an old English “J,” on her ankle at that time. Expanding on her interest in drawing, she started experimenting with tattooing, practicing on her friends. By 16, she had dropped out of high school and moved to Georgia with James. After three months, she moved back to California without him and started looking for jobs in tattoo shops. She secured a position at a shop near a San Bernardino jailhouse before moving to LA, where she landed a new gig every year or so and built up her reputation as a tattoo artist.

Kat didn’t become a public figure until she was cast in Miami Ink, a TLC series which documented a group of tattoo artists, their work, and the usual reality-show conflict and drama. She moved to Miami for the show, going home to LA on weekends. Kat appeared on the series from 2005 to 2007, until Ami James, the owner of the 305 Ink tattoo shop featured on the show, unceremoniously fired her. She was then promptly offered a spinoff called LA Ink, which ran from 2007 to 2011. Prior to its debut, she opened her own shop, High Voltage Tattoo, located in West Hollywood. Fans began to focus on her love life and some of the notorious men in it, like Motley Crue’s Nikki Sixx, Jesse James (best known for being Sandra Bullock’s ex and wearing Nazi uniforms), and Steve-O of Jackass fame. She became a bit of a gossip column mainstay.

“I feel like my name works against me sometimes, you know?” Kat says at the Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel in June. She’s there for the relaunch of two perfumes, Saint and Sinner, which she’d previously released in 2009 as limited-edition products. “People think, ‘Kat Von D, oh it's somebody that was on TV or somebody that dated somebody.’ And to me as an artist, it's kind of soul crushing. It's like, oh wow, what about all my hard work and what I would love to be known for?"

Kat says she knew that people would initially focus on her brand because it belongs to “that tattoo chick.” She really wanted it to evolve to the point where the product got attention rather than the founder. It might finally be getting there. She tells a story about a young woman who approached her on an airplane and said, “Hey, aren’t you that makeup artist?” Kat corrected her, because she isn’t a makeup artist, but was happy that this fan knew her from her work in the beauty world and not from reality TV.

Kat still has her rabid tattoo fans, though. One late September afternoon at High Voltage, Ashton Williams, the shop’s merchandise manager, is wearing a T-shirt that reads, “Who the fuck is Kat Von D?,” an homage to the “Who the fuck is Mick Jagger?” shirt Keith Richards famously wore on a Rolling Stones tour in the ’70s. There are sweatshirts and tees hanging all over the shop, many featuring a red and yellow High Voltage logo, skull motif, and Kat’s name. But exactly how many people are coming in for Kat merch?

“Tons. We have tour buses that let out in front of the shop all the time. People are obsessed with her. It’s crazy,” says Williams. “We have everyone from grandmothers from England to punk rockers. Nothing surprises me anymore. Literally, you’ll have a grandmother coming in who’s 70-something years old getting tattooed and she’s like, ‘I never really liked tattoos until I saw Kat.’ We have the broadest mix of people.”

People line up at the front windows of the shop and peer in when Kat is in the shop tattooing. She tattoos in plain sight on one of the tables that’s set up in the open-plan shop. They also run around to the back parking lot, Williams says, which features a building-sized mural of Kat and the shop’s other artists, to try to catch her as she’s getting into her car.

The look of the shop — moody red tapestry wallpaper, dark wood, dripping candles, crucifixes, “heartagrams” (a pentagram with a heart shape at the top), paintings in heavy gilt frames — is cohesive with the design of the beauty brand. Kat Von D products come in black boxes featuring gothic lettering and Kat’s original artwork. Shiny black studded tubes house her lipsticks. Religious iconography appears in the packaging and is echoed in the shade names, like her limited edition Saint and Sinner palette, which looks like a stained-glass cathedral window and includes colors like Sacred Heart, Worship, and Vestment. Her brand is everything that so-called millennial beauty lines are not. There’s no soft pink, no sans serif — everything is full coverage and ultra-pigmented. To compare her to Emily Weiss, another brand founder with a reality TV background, Kat Von D is the aesthetic sinner to Glossier’s saint.

Kat has always been a makeup person. She’s worn it since she was a kid and comparesbuying beauty products to “candy shopping.” Makeup has long been another artistic medium for her and she has said the process of applying it is therapeutic. She used to collect lipsticks, telling the LA Times that she’s tried every shade of red ever made, from CoverGirl to Chanel. Though it’s unclear whether or not she ever actively aspired to create her own makeup line, Kat did tell the paper, “I went through all my favorites and said, ‘If this was mine I'd add more purple, use a different finish.’” She has a tattoo on her abdomen that spells out “Hollywood” written in red lipstick, though it’s an homage to the New York Dolls’ logo rather than an ode to that particular beauty product.

Back in 2008, Kat got a call from a Sephora executive who told her people had been inundating sales associates with questions about the red lipstick “that tattoo girl” always wore on Miami Ink. So Sephora, which at the time was producing some of its own house brands, brought Kat up to its American headquarters in San Francisco for a meeting. She told the team there that she was bored (“so fucking bored,” actually) with things she saw in stores. The brand originally launched with four red lipsticks, which almost immediately sold out. This success led to an expanded line inspired by the inks and pigments Kat uses at High Voltage.

“My goal with the makeup line was to create something with a formulation you couldn't argue with. Whether you liked me or not, the product was good.”

“Let's create high-performance, bold, highly-pigmented, long-wear shit that no one else is really doing,” Kat says she suggested to the Sephora team. “I don't think any of us really knew that it could grow into something bigger. My goal with the makeup line was to create something with a formulation you couldn't argue with. Whether you liked me or not, the product was good.”

By all accounts, it is good. Kat Von D Beauty now has over 350 products including lipsticks, brushes, and eyeshadow and contour palettes. The brand sells the products on the Kat Von D Beauty website (international shipping has been available since September) and in stores in 34 countries, 18 of which debuted in the last 12 months. It’s almost exclusively sold at Sephora. In countries where there are no Sephora locations, like the UK and Ireland, it’s available at Debenhams. While brands like MAC, Make Up For Ever, and Urban Decay were already making richly pigmented products, Kat Von D was one of the earliest beauty brands to introduce matte liquid lipsticks, called the Everlasting Liquid Lipstick, back in 2013. Again, she did it long before Kylie introduced her Lip Kits, which, yes, feature longwear matte liquid lipstick.

Sephora does not share sales statistics, but at one point, Lolita Studded Kiss was apparently the retailer’s best-selling lipstick. The dusky rose color is now available in several formulations and is one of the brand’s signature shades. You can even buy a $104 “obsession” kit that includes the original Lolita Studded Kiss lipstick, an eyeshadow, three slightly different Lolita lip liners, and two versions of the shade in the Everlasting Liquid Lipstick formula. Kat originally named the shade after the Japanese street style movement, but later dedicated it to the actress Denise Richards’s daughter Lola, according to a Kendo representative. (The two met when Richards went to get her “Charlie” tattoo — inspired by ex-husband Charlie Sheen — covered up by Kat in 2008.) It is not named for Lolita, the titular underage object of lust in Vladimir Nabokov's controversial classic.

“The color Lolita is a perfect everyday color. I literally wear it every day,” says 15-year-old Samantha, who owns three $20 Lolita tubes. A friend gave her one as a birthday gift and her mom bought her another. “Then I just came to buy another one because it’s so perfect and I love it so much.”

Samantha’s friend, Valentina, also 15, adds solemnly, “It’s a holy grail.” (Holy grail, or HG, is a common designation in the makeup community, meaning it’s a product that works best for one person’s individual needs.)

Samantha and Valentina are at the Sephora at Hollywood and Highland, the same store where Kat herself shopped for red lipstick during her LA Ink days. It’s a bit messy and disheveled, much like the crowded, touristy neighborhood in which it resides. The Kat Von D Beauty section is in a highly trafficked area at the center of the store, with tester pans worn down to the bottom and caps missing from lipsticks.

Samantha first heard about Kat Von D Beauty on Instagram, where fans frequently tag its handle; the brand has 4 million followers and Kat’s personal account has 6.4 million. Kat launched the brand on Instagram herself back in 2015, after a marketing employee (who is no longer at Kendo) scoffed that it wasn’t worth it. The account gained a million followers in one month and Kat is still intimately involved with the imagery that’s posted there, though she now has a dedicated social team.

In January of this year, Kat Von D Beauty had its highest earned media value (or EMV) ever at $42.8 million, according to Tribe Dynamics. EMV is an indirect measure based on mentions and engagement, but it does have some correlation with actual market share and revenue. Since 2015, Kat Von D Beauty has shown up regularly on Tribe’s top ten EMV beauty list, along with social-media heavy hitters like Anastasia Beverly Hills and Too Faced.

“It’s a holy grail.”

“When we think about patterns of successful brands, the thing that they tend to do really well is make great products. The large majority of this content is organic and people aren't going to give you editorial content if they don't love your product,” says Tribe’s Brit McCorquodale. She notes that in the second quarter of this year, over 4,000 influencers were talking about the Kat Von D brand online, but the majority of them were micro-influencers, with under 100,000 followers. “The fact that Kat Von D has performed so well within the influencer community speaks really highly of the products that they're creating, which is something Kendo does very well across their brands.”

Ah yes, Kendo. While Kat provides the ideas and creativity and is the very public face of the brand, Kendo is the entity behind the scenes that quietly brings her visions to life. The company is also the reason that Sephora maintains exclusivity when it comes to Kat Von D Beauty. David Suliteanu, then-CEO of Sephora Americas, started Kendo as a “private label development arm for Sephora” in San Francisco in 2010. In 2014, Suliteanu became the CEO of Kendo, which split off from Sephora as a freestanding entity; it now identifies itself as a brand incubator and credits Kat Von D as being the “seed brand” that launched it.

The luxury conglomerate LVMH is the parent company of both Sephora and Kendo. Kendo owns lip brand Bite Beauty and skincare brand Ole Henriksen, both brands it acquired. It developed Marc Jacobs Beauty, Rihanna’s just-launched Fenty Beauty, and Kat Von D Beauty. It also developed the now-defunct Sephora nail brand Formula X (a rare failure for the company), as well as Elizabeth and James fragrances, the Olsen twins’ brand, which is now under the auspices of Butterfly Beauty.

Kendo does not like to share information about its inner workings nor give any insight into its product development process, although Nancy McGuire, the vice president of product development for Kat Von D Beauty and Ole Henriksen, does sometimes share sneak peeks of products on her Instagram page. Kendo declined to make anyone from the company available for interviews for this story. Instead, they sent email responses which included information taken verbatim from Kendo’s site and the review section of Sephora’s site. A representative did share that “Kat Von D Beauty is among the top-selling brands in all of our retailers, and our products consistently rank as top performers in each category.”

Social media definitely catapulted Kat Von D Beauty into the stratosphere, but its steady success happened in parallel with Sephora’s. It’s impossible to dissect the causality: Did Sephora help Kat Von D or did Kat Von D help Sephora? Yes and yes. Sephora, since it shares a corporate parent with Kat Von D Beauty, naturally seeks to heavily promote the brand, a situation non-LVMH brands are not too pleased about. And as Kat Von D Beauty becomes more ubiquitous on social media, there’s only one place a fan can walk in and try it: Sephora.

Sephora is the number one global beauty retailer, and number two in the US after Ulta. In 2009, it had over 1,000 stores worldwide. Today it has 2,300. According to a recent New York Timesstory, Sephora has doubled its revenue since 2011; a Fung Global Retail & Tech research reportestimates the retailer made between $4.4 billion and $4.9 billion in the US last year alone. That’s a lot of potential Lolita sales. As people are turning away from department stores for beauty, they’re turning to specialty stores like Sephora instead. Sephora also has a reputation as a kingmaker, as Business of Fashion noted in 2013, and brands (especially indie brands) that sell there say they enjoy more perceived legitimacy from customers.

Kat Von D Beauty anticipated making about $2 million its first year and instead made an estimated $12 million.

According to WWD, Kat Von D Beauty anticipated making about $2 million its first year and instead made an estimated $12 million. That momentum has apparently not slowed. The brand’s success is the result of a combination of Sephora’s support and Kendo’s uncanny knack for releasing the right products at the right time, presumably thanks in part to access to Sephora customer sales data. Take the holographic Alchemist Palette, which Kat says took seven years to develop. It debuted (and sold out) right as the unicorn makeup craze was at its apex. Kat Von D Beauty’s success also hinges on Kat Von D the person’s enduring star power.

Since LA Ink ended in 2011, Kat has attended countless Sephora store openings and launches for her brand, traipsing the globe to places like Dubai, Australia, Spain, and the UK for photo ops with fans. From the beginning, she’s maintained a steady line of communication with her fans via Facebook and YouTube; in 2013, a Stylophane report named Kat Von D the most engaged beauty brand on Facebook and she still makes frequent appearances on the brand’s YouTube channel. She has stayed in the public eye in other ways too, releasing her third book in 2013, accompanied by a tour. She also showed up on the Grammys red carpet that year with then-boyfriend Deadmau5. Now, she continues to be most available to fans via her wildly popular personal Instagram and in real life at Kat Von D Beauty events.

Kat is undeniably charismatic in person. Her deep, raspy voice is mesmerizing. She is a hugger. She is beloved by people in her orbit, and they are fiercely loyal to her. Williams, the High Voltage merch manager, credits Kat with convincing him to move to LA, telling him he would “blossom.” Kevin Lewis, a tattoo artist who’s been at High Voltage since LA Ink was still shooting says, “One of the biggest things for me is that, for someone who has made so much for themselves, she’s so grounded. She’s not cocky. She’s not arrogant. She’s not a celebrity.”

Ashley Sherengo, the 24-year-old Kat plucked off Twitter to run the brand’s social media says of their first real-life meeting, “I didn’t expect for her to be so open and kind. I felt like we were just friends who had gone a long time without talking.” Even Amber Rose, who showed up at the Saint and Sinner party after having Kat on her podcast, gushes, “I’ve always been a huge fan and I just kind of took a chance and I went up to her and told her that I love her and she was so gracious and sweet to me.”

None are quite as loyal, though, as the group of four official Kat Von D Beauty makeup artists, dubbed the Artistry Collective.

In a nondescript conference room at the Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel, hours before the Saint and Sinner party, party greeters in black-and-white latex dresses get their makeup done and drag queens from the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence cover their facial hair with purple glitter and put on their habits. Kat Von D makeup palettes are scattered everywhere. Steffanie Strazzere, whose taxi-cab-yellow hair, Barbie-pink lips, and aqua eyeshadow fit right into the colorful scene, is helping get everyone ready. She credits Kat with being her “fairy godmother of makeup.”

Kat hired Steffanie, along with Leah Carmichael, Tara Buenrostro, and Kelseyanna Fitzpatrick to be surrogates for her as the Kat Von D Beauty brand grows globally. She discovered all of them (except Leah, who she’s been friends with for years) on Instagram. As faces of the brand, they create content on YouTube and Instagram, do Kat’s makeup, represent the brand at stores and trainings, and help out with product testing. They’re all trained and talented makeup artists. The common thread between them is their artistic vision for what makeup should be, which is, well, uncommon. Kelseyanna, in particular, creates otherworldly, occasionally terrifying, looks.

“I get a lot of people sending messages thanking us for being ourselves and saying that it's pushed them to take more risks with their makeup,” Kelseyanna says. “Someone thanked me last night for doing ugly makeup, like, not caring about being pretty. That's the real stuff, and that really motivates me to keep creating.”

“Everybody's kinda like, ‘What the hell is going on?’ And then they're like, ‘Oh. Kat and the Kittens.’"

Steffanie worked at MAC for more than a decade but left because of animal testing, since the brand sells in China. “From a work standpoint,” she says, “I feel really safe because I know Kat has the best interests of the brand, animals, and us in mind, so it’s a very safe place.”

Kat is an outspoken vegan, and her brand is vegan (meaning the products don’t contain any animal byproducts) and cruelty-free (meaning they aren’t tested on animals nor are they sold in mainland China, which requiresforeign brands to test on animals before they sell their products there). There’s a gray area when it comes to the cruelty-free designation, though. Kat Von D Beauty and all the other Kendo brands do not test on animals or sell in China. However, Kendo parent company LVMH owns beauty brands like Benefit, Givenchy, Make Up For Ever, and Fresh, which do sell in China. In the cruelty-free community, this is a point of contention that comes up whenever an indie brand that doesn’t test on animals sells to a large company. But it’s a big part of the brand’s identity and one, according to NPD Group beauty analyst Larissa Jensen, that is an asset. “The brand’s cruelty-free positioning,” she writes in an email, “enables it to connect with consumers on a value- and emotional-based level.”

Kat has tattooed Steffanie twice, once on each calf. One tattoo is an image of her fluffy white cat Baby Ghost and the other is a portrait of Lydia Deetz, Winona Ryder’s character from Beetlejuice. “I just feel so lucky,” she says. “My legs are the most valuable part of my body now.”

The foursome has become famous among makeup fans in their own right. They’ve each experienced huge jumps in followers on their Instagrams and fans regularly recognize them in real life. Tara carries around products to give out to people who come up and talk to her. She says that when the group and Kat are all together in the airport, it causes a lot of commotion: “It's just a sea of black and a ton of suitcases, and everybody's kinda like, ‘What the hell is going on?’ And then they're like, ‘Oh. Kat and the Kittens.’"

“I feel like her bodyguard, a protective shield, constantly looking around and making sure she's okay,” Leah says. “People obviously recognize her, especially when she's decked out in a full red outfit. She'll never be the bad guy, she'll never say no, so I think that's where we have to step in sometimes. She's so kind and gracious with every single fan.”

Fans know that Kat handpicked the Collective, and Tara considers the group “a little extension” of her. Fans consider them the next best thing to Kat herself.

The Artistry Collective has garnered criticism, though. As one commenter noted on an early Instagram shot of the group of light-skinned artists, “would be cool to see more ethnic diversity represented in the artistry team!” Some fans thought Kat’s response seemed defensive. She replied in the comments: “Diversity? We have American, Canadian, Dutch, Mexican, Australian, and Argentinian? Not sure what is lacking in ‘diversity’ here. And as for true diversity, I have put together an artistry team that is diverse in each artist's approach to makeup. This group’s experience, talent and hard work in the beauty world speaks for itself and covers the entire spectrum of style and technique.”

When the commenter wrote back, “There are also amazing makeup artists with deeper skin tones out there too and it'd be awesome to see them included in the future,” Kat’s response was, “I'm sorry, but I don't judge or hire people based off of their skin tone. I don't care if you’re black white or neon green - I select my crew by what's on the inside…”

The reality is that beauty companies do need to consider skin tone, because makeup goes on skin.

Kat Von D Beauty has 32 foundation shades and its social media channels sometimes show swatches on different skin tones and repost pictures of women of color using the makeup. But Kat discounting her fans’ desire to see more people they relate to wearing her makeup is shortsighted on a community level, but on a business one too.

Take Rihanna’s Fenty Beauty — Kat Von D’s sister brand at Kendo, let’s not forget — which launched with 40 foundation shades and a public commitment to people of all skin tones. The darker tones sold out, and the media was pretty unanimous in its praise. Kendo’s CEO David Suliteanu has given very few interviews over the years, with the exception of one giddy quote to WWD about how Fenty Beauty would be a “beauty rocket ship that will appeal to a huge and diverse global audience.” He was right. The reality is that beauty companies do need to consider skin tone, because makeup goes on skin.

It should be obvious that Kat is as outspoken as Kendo is opaque, a quality for which she is unapologetic. As befits someone who is trying to sell a saint-and-sinner duality, Kat can be acerbic. “I've just never been afraid of speaking my mind,” she says. This has gotten her into trouble in the reality show of our modern times: social media. Since her brand has launched, she’s found herself embroiled in her fair share of controversies and she’s picked a few fights along the way. But it seems to be working. At the end of last year, L2 credited Kat Von D’s ever-growing digital IQ, a measure of how well a company utilizes technology, to “her uncensored personality and opinions, a successful cocktail no parent company should alter.”

In 2013, Sephora stopped selling a Kat Von D lipstick called “Celebutard” after receiving customer complaints. The most shocking thing might be that the name got past a marketing team in the first place. Kat allegedly tweeted that it was “just a fucking lipstick.” This seems to be one of the last times Sephora or Kendo publicly inserted itself into Kat’s kerfuffles, letting her fight her own fights.

Two years later, there was more outrage over a lipstick shade called “Underage Red,” which had been in the collection in some form since the very beginning. “To go back to the Underage Red or any of the controversial names that I've named some of my products,” Kat says, “it is laughable to me. There is the PC police out there and a lot of times those people just want to be heard in whatever way. I don't really coddle that. Initially, when I named that shade, it was inspired by a specific shade of red that I wore to a concert that I couldn't get into because I was underage.” She ended up writing a defiant Facebook post and Sephora did not pull the shade.

Then there was the great beauty beef of summer 2016, in which Kat called out Jeffree Star, a YouTube and Instagram beauty guru who also used to appear on LA Ink and who Kat had befriended after tattooing him frequently through the years. In a now-deleted Instagram post and then on YouTube, she accused him of bullying, racism, promoting drug use (Kat has been sober for 10 years), and not paying an artist he had used for his beauty line. The accusations of racism prompted some outlets to dig up an old TMZ allegation that, back in 2008, Kat had sent a headshot of herself to her Miami Ink boss Ami James that included a swastika and referred to him as a “Jewbag.” She vehemently denied sending it, calling it a forgery and noting that she had always been “an advocate for tolerance of all races, religions and ways of life.” TLC supported her. Jeffree responded with his own video, calling Kat a liar, and the beauty world buzzed about it for a few weeks.

Kat has also publicly called out other brands like MAC for years because they sell in China, and she targeted Nars on Instagram this summer by posting graphic photos of bloody rabbits after the brand announced it would start selling in the country. “That was just a personal heartbreak,” Kat says. “I'd been a huge fan of Nars for a really long time. It was disheartening. If you're going to choose money over compassion, then that comes with a price as well.”

“There is the PC police out there and a lot of times those people just want to be heard in whatever way. I don't really coddle that.”

She hasn’t been afraid to call out other brands for taking a bit too much inspiration from her products, either. In March, she went after lower-end UK brand Makeup Revolution for copyingher popular $48 Shade and Light Eye Contour palette, from the shades right down to the arrangement of the colors. Even the name was reminiscent of the Kat Von D Beauty product: Makeup Revolution called their iteration the Ultra Eye Contour Light & Shade Palette. She got some backlash from people who couldn’t afford her $50 palette. They perceived Kat as being unsupportive of cheaper brands. She says she can appreciate dupes, but explains, “I'm not for plagiarism and I think that there's a big difference.”

Kat’s biggest controversy to date, however, resulted in her becoming a target of the alt-right and Milo Yiannopoulos. Both Fox News and the Washington Post covered the scandal. It was all because of the Saint and Sinner perfume launch party.

The party was basically goth prom. The night included nuns in drag, pole dancers, a confessional booth, dry ice swirling on the bars, a Nine Inch Nails-heavy soundtrack, Amber Rose and her entourage, and tons and tons of people in extreme makeup with appliques stuck to their faces. The founders of other cruelty-free beauty brands, like Too Faced, Sugarpill, and Melt Cosmetics, were also in attendance. It took a bit of convincing, but Kat’s team allowed her to fulfill her vision and let her invite who she wanted to (rather than simply invite the standard beauty influencers with millions of followers).

“Kendo is really great, and I know that they're obviously putting a lot of marketing dollars into it so I want to respect that. But to them, they want the safe things,” Kat said before the party. “Influencers have a lot of followers. I don't think half of those influencers are on-brand. We don't repost them. I don't really relate to them. I'd rather pick people with smaller follower counts that I actually admire and that are cool and that are different, you know?”

So Kat won. “Of course I won. I will never back up something I don't believe in and they know that. And I think what helps them feel comfortable is that when I am excited about something, it has never failed. When I have doubts is usually when it gets scary.”

She also addressed the huge amount of marketing money that can get sucked into paying influencers. “I see it with other brands and how much gifting they do and the crazy events they throw for people to go on goddamn cruises and shit. To me, it’s just so insincere and fake. We don’t pay anybody,” she says. Then a pause. “I think there’s another influencer event happening right now with actual real, huge influencers. But none of those people were on our list anyway. Not to say that they're not great at what they do, but when you free yourself of all those things then you are left to be able to make cool shit.”

That other event turned out to be the launch of Kim Kardashian’s KKW Beauty line, which Kim had been teasing for weeks. She invited a few editors and some huge influencers to her actual home across the city in Bel Air. Kim’s outfits and the rooms in which she met her guests were all the same muted colors, once again highlighting the difference between Kat and the rest of the beauty world at this particular moment in time.

There was some drama behind the scenes at the Saint and Sinner party, though, which didn’t come to light until a month later. Kat Von D Beauty had run a contest challenging fans to submit their best saint/sinner makeup looks to win an all-expenses-paid trip to LA for the party. The brand announced the winner, Gypsy Freeman, on its Instagram. But then fans noticed the Trump “Make America Great Again” image Freeman had posted months earlier and started flooding the Kat Von D page with comments.

“Like, if you support Hitler I don't want you to wear my lipstick, to be honest, you know?”

In hindsight, Kat was probably alluding to this incident before the party when asked about politics: “I think everybody has the right to vote for whoever they want. To me, I definitely draw a line in the sand in real life. Like, we can't be friends if you support somebody who's anti-immigration, anti-climate change, anti-women.” When asked if people unfollow her for her stance, she said, “For sure, and I'm glad they do, in the sense that I'm not going to invest energy into converting somebody. You can't shake hands with a fist. People think that it's dumb business-wise, but I would feel the same way about Hitler. Like, if you support Hitler I don't want you to wear my lipstick, to be honest, you know?”

A month after the party, the Wichita Eagle broke the story that Kat had disqualified Freeman from the contest because she was a Trump supporter. The Kat Von D social team has wiped all evidence of the contest from the Facebook page. Freeman sent screenshots to the paper of a direct message conversation that she had with Kat. Freeman’s response to Kat was, “We would love to be there, of course, but I sincerely do understand if you decide to replace us with someone who supports the candidate you support.” The photographer who took the pictures of Freeman’s model did go to the party. Kat later insisted on Instagram, in a comment that appears to have since been deleted, that she did not disqualify her and that Freeman chose not to attend.

Places like The Donald subreddit picked up the story. “I talked to my team because there was a heightened sense of concern,” she says. “We were getting a lot of backlash on that, but I'm like, ’Yeah, fuck, I don't care if Fox News talks shit, fuck them.’ I'm very open about my stance on Trump and if you don't agree with me, that's totally up to you. It's a free country and I actually celebrate true democracy.”

Kat has a lot going on in the coming year. She’s going to launch a self-funded vegan shoe line called Von D Shoes which she says includes 28 different styles. One of the boots will feature a compartment that will fit a lipstick. The line is being produced in Italy using high-tech leather alternatives and with the help of Rebecca Mink, who has her own vegan shoe line. “I'm not interested in looking at cheap plastics,” says Kat. “We're looking at all these innovative, different leather substitutes that are made out of mushroom and pineapple and they're actually great for the environment and look equal to, if not better than leather.”

Kat is also releasing an album and planning a tour. Then, of course, there’s Kat Von D Beauty. She collaborated on an upcoming smudgy guyliner with her friend, Green Day’s Billie Joe Armstrong, and has created a palette dedicated to Divine, the late drag queen who frequently collaborated with filmmaker John Waters. Several times, Kat has mentioned wanting to open a store in LA, though nothing is technically in the works yet. She is also in the process of designing a collection for the brand’s tenth anniversary next year.

While Kat and her brand are now a known entity, it cannot be overstated how much of a trailblazer she really is. Reality stars have come and gone with flash-in-the-pan beauty launchesthroughout the years (see: Snooki and any number of Real Housewives and Basketball Wives cast members). But Kat has a unique and unreproducible authenticity, a quality that all beauty brands are now chasing, that is undeniable regardless of how you feel about her personal aesthetic or opinions. Her unabashed love of a full face of makeup and her brand’s use of ultra-pigmented products before it was popular outside of pro brands presaged the moment we’re in now: a moment where more is more when it comes to makeup. She’s also exhibit A for the argument that celebrities should have a strong controlling hand in their brands, as opposed to simply slapping a name on a product for a short-lived sales burst.

As Kat declared when detailing one of her many controversies, “If you don't like it, don't fucking buy it. This is my art and my message to give to the world.”

Cheryl Wischhover is a senior beauty reporter at Racked.

Editor: Julia Rubin Copy editor: Laura Bullard

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