#sorry i only redraw cats lately

[tejennnn]

When Alfred asks Ivan to take care of Americat at Ivan's home with Russiкот 🐾

((Originals under cut!))

And also!

Other rusame neko stuff

[nerdybluephoenix]

Aliens meet a cat. Cat does not like them at all

I'm gonna answer this prompt with my usual ocs, because it gives me an excuse to redraw some old artwork I made in 2020

New version:

I might finish this drawing another time. Old artwork at the bottom of the post.

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Captain Evek stepped into the room. Inside, two of her crew members were hunched around an open cage. The human, Constance, was cooing at whatever was inside. Evek could hear a horrible hissing noise inside followed by a low growl.

“I’m sorry - this is the animal you’ve been comparing me to?” Tix, the other crew member, did not look pleased. “It looks nothing like me.”

“What did you drag on my ship this time?” Both crew members looked up at the captain.

“Evek!” Constance happily waved her over. “Look what I found! It’s a cat!” Evek stayed rooted where she stood. She wasn’t going to step closer to some creature making clear warning noises like that.

“...remind me what a cat is?” Evek said. She thought over Tix’s words and her face scrunched up in amusement. “Oh, is it the Earth creature you say looks like Tix?”

“It does not look like-”

“It looks exactly like you!”

Now Evek was curious enough to step closer. If at least cautiously. She got down on her knees to get a better angle at whatever was inside. It was hard to make out with the poor lighting, but it seemed to be a ball of fluff.

“I can’t see it very well,” Evek admitted. “Why is this thing on my ship?”

“I found her. On the ship,” Constance said. “I think she snuck on after our last stop. I can’t believe humans are losing their pets in space already.”

“Are cats dangerous?” Evek said. On the firm “no” from Constance, Evek made up her mind to step over and gently tilt the cage so the cat slid out.

“Wait! You really shouldn’t do that!” Constance said. 

It was too late. Upon being slid out of the cage, the animal popped to life like a firecracker. It flailed about the room, bounced off on walls, and knocked several items over. Tix fled underneath a table and let out a low growl that was much like the cat’s warning sounds. This only spurred the small thing more and it continued to wreak havoc until it finally clamored up a wall and onto a bookshelf. Constance cursed.

“Sorry, I just wanted a better look,” Evek said. She stood to look around the torn apart room then up at the creature on the shelf. From Evek’s height, the cat sat perfectly eye level. She stepped closer. It hissed. “Tix, I’m sorry to tell you this, but Constance is right. It looks a lot like you.”

“It does not,” Tix said from under the table.

“How do we get in back in the cage?” Evek said.

“Carrier,” Constance corrected. “And I have no idea.” She picked up the carrier and brought it closer to the shelf. The cat slunk away until she sat herself between a corner.

“She’s trapped now. Why don’t I just…?” Evek stepped forward and snatched the cat up in two hands. Much like before, the cat burst into panic. Captain Evek held the animal out as it bit and clawed at any skin it could reach. Okay, ow! “I thought you said it wasn’t dangerous?”

“As in, won’t kill you,” Constance said. “You should put her down.” She tried, but trying to place the cat back onto the shelf ended with more flailing and biting. Evek was stuck in an awkward position where if she wasn’t careful, she could drop the cat.

Maybe from exhaustion, the cat suddenly froze in Evek’s hands. It seemed to be glaring at Evek. Judgment practically seeped out of it. She could feel it’s little heartbeat running rapidly in its chest.

“Aww!” Constance cooed. She brought he carrier over and quickly scooped up the animal and closed the door. “She likes you!”

“That doesn’t even begin to be true,” Evek said. She rubbed at her hands, now covered in bite marks and scratches. “I’d like to get that animal dropped off at our next stop. Maybe we’ll find a human who wants it.”

“N’aww, but I kinda want her,” Constance said. She placed the carrier on the table. The cat was curled up in the back again.

“You already have Tix,” Evek said.

Tix came out from under the table to jump on top of it instead. His ears were back and his tail flicked in clear annoyance.

“I am not a cat!”

/// Old Art Under the Cut ///

[mishalikessoundsandcolours]

Misha you’re such a great artist how are you so good?? :0

Thank you so much!! Ooo that's a long story, my art journey is as jumbled as anything about me.

I guess one of the reasons is just the fact that I've been into drawing and art ever since I can remember myself. I've never taken any classes, I just always liked to try different things, especially drawing made-up characters or people I know, and my style wasn't really influenced by anyone else's until I went onto the internet when I was about 11-12 years old. I think that was also the time when I started drawing regularly, as in getting myself new sketchbooks all the time.

When I was twelve I started posting my art on Pinterest (the first social media I ever had) and around that time I also got into the Warrior Cats fandom (revealing secrets about my past here lol), so I kind of found a community of artists from that fandom and focused on drawing cats. Before that, I was mostly drawing people and also any kind of fantasylife I could think of, the point is that it wasn't influenced by anyone. But here I started drawing in a sort of cartoonish style because I was inspired by the artists I saw on Pinterest and also animators from YouTube, first it was all cats, then I also got into drawing anthro felines by which I kind of developed a sense for human anatomy.

But in this era from the age of 12 to 14 I forgot how to draw in my own style, cats or humans or anyone really, and I was getting burned out from that, so around January 2023 I decided to start developing my own style again, drawing my human OCs that have existed for a long time more, that year I was basically mostly focusing on drawing people, one thing that helped me was redrawing photos of people I know or musicians. But I think I only started to feel satisfied with what I'm doing around late summer, so a bit less than a year ago. And since then I've just been moving forward I guess :)

Sorry for such a long response, there's just a lot to my art journey I guess. To sum it up, the most important things for me were: drawing things in the way I liked, using photos as references (that helps developing a sense for expressions especially! Many people talk about how helpful references are for anatomy, but I think they help you to learn drawing lively characters just as well), sketching as much as I can, being patient with myself and just looking at the whole process of learning as a journey, even if it's difficult sometimes.

[carbuckety]

may i request pounce or bomba...

punk rock girl!! ⚡️🤟

design notes:

Soooo if you couldn't tell I REALLY enjoy colorful Bomba designs. I was thinking a lot about Mexico & Shiki as I drew this, though the only references I looked at were of Marlene Danielle's Bomba. Not complaining though, she's beautiful 🥰

Sort of halfway through coloring the wig I realized she was getting a psychedelic-type effect and I was like, hell yes, I need psychedelic Bombie in my life!!! So that's the direction I took in the makeup...

The collar is plain black so it's not too distracting against the rest of the color present, & her eyes are brown cuz Marlene's are too lol and I was like, y'know? That just kinda works...

Also she's got them e y e l a s h e s because I HC her as Admetus's mom, and Admetus is the other eyelash cat XD is his design as trippy as Bomba's? Who knows... wait, I've drawn him in the past. So the answer is no, unfortunately. Well, no for now.

Also sorry the unitard bit is so half-assed. It was getting really late and I was getting very tired lol.

AND LAST ADDITION I SWEAR: you may be asking yourself, well Grey, why are you going ham on Bomba’s design when the rest of your Cats art has been basically redrawing the replica productions? Answer: I got bored. So now I am being unique. Celebration!!!!!!!

[leavingautumn13]

What equipment and programs do you use to make your art? Your about says you're self taught, what helped you learn? And does anything specific give you inspiration for your current style or what you'd like to achieve in the future? I really like your art❤️

ahh!! hey, thank you so much!! <3 that's so kind of you to say!!

easy questions first: for digital art i use a wacom intuos tablet and paint tool sai, which is the only setup i've ever used. i've been trying to get into clip studio paint but something about it just doesn't stick with me. i think i need more practice.

for comic panels and lettering i use adobe indesign, and export as png to before putting them in sai.

everything else under the cut so this post isn't miles long

i've been drawing ever since i was a kid, but until middle school i mostly just drew animals or little notebook paper comics about animals. i grew up on a farm so there were lots around, and drawing from life is something i think really helped. like, there's a difference between knowing what a cat looks like and being able to pick one up and see how its bones and muscles fit together, being able to watch it change how it moves around depending on what it's doing, whether it's catching a mouse or playing with another cat or curled up asleep, and being able to break down that anatomy and movement into simple shapes. i'm a pretty visually oriented person so knowing how a thing functions or fits together as simple shapes helps me visualize it in my head and imagine how it would look in different poses or from different angles.

around middle school i moved onto drawing people, again from life while sitting in a cafe or at a park. actually being able to get what's in my head down onto paper in a way that satisfies me is something that i think just took practice. only recently (like, late last/this year) have i been consistently satisfied with the way i draw things.

sorry if that sounds weird or clinical--this is the first time i've been asked to explain how i learned to draw and this is the best way i can think to say it.

honestly, finding my own style has been looking at what i like about other artists' styles and trying to figure out how they achieved that. i did a lot of redraws of other peoples' art as a kid. for me, trying to replicate something makes me really think about why i like the way it looks. i try to lean towards a semi-realistic style--i don't like drawing super realistic all the time, i love cartoons and think they have a lot of character--but i also don't want to lose the underlying anatomy or structure because it helps my brain make sense of stuff. so i try to find the middle of the road, where things are simplified but still structured, if that makes sense.

brief tangent... that's why i draw pokémon the way i do. they're not on model, they're how i imagine they would look if they were real animals, based on the sort of animals they're... uh, based on. so like for this piece, because camerupt is a cow/camel hybrid, i looked at a bunch of pictures of cows laying on their sides, what their hooves and skulls looked like from certain angles, etc. and then i could draw what i wanted.

as for improvements, i need to get better at backgrounds and realistic coloring/lighting. color theory is one of those things that i understand... well, in theory, but when it comes to practice and paying attention to it when i color, i need work. and because i've mostly drawn animals and people my whole life--organic stuff--i find buildings and backgrounds difficult, so i tend to avoid them. and i need to not do that.

[ducklooney]

Duckvember - Zealous, Cagey, Scandalous, Little, Mushroom, Mom, Dad, Maintenance, Honorable, Army, Nutty, Boyfriend, Depressed and Free Duck (Ducks)

Sorry for my delay, but I did this part of the job. Not to lengthen that much, for the reason that it would already be a very long post, I will only briefly say what is on these ten drawings from various franchises where ducks appear in cartoons (mostly in America and Europe).

The first drawing is related to the best ducks Donald and Daffy Duck, their first versions and current versions. Took inspiration from this ingenious drawing: https://www.deviantart.com/devilkais/art/Divine-Ducks-Duel-459538941

Tied this first drawing definitely to Honorable Ducks.

The second drawing is related to ducks (Army Ducks) going to war (World War II and propaganda cartoons) primarily related to Donald and Daffy Duck plus Gandy Goose from Terrytoons (yes, Gandy is a goose, but he looks like a duck). Certainly Daffy The Commando and Commando Duck are tied classic shorts to Donald and Daffy as well as other drawings and these are partly like redraw.

The third drawing is related to Maintenance Duck so I drew Duckman and his family (Bernice, Ajax, Charles and Mambo). Yes, Duckman is a private detective and has a lot of problems with his wife's twin and his family and his job. Yes, that cartoon is from the 90s and it is more for adults, but whoever wants, let them look at it.

The fourth drawing is related to Howard the Duck from Marvel and whoever wants to explore more about it, so there is no need for an explanation and it is related to Scandalous and Depressed Duck.

The fifth drawing is related to Alfred Johathan Quack (Kwak) from a Japanese-Dutch cartoon series with his girlfriend, Winnie. The sixth drawing is related to Baby Huey (from Noveltoon) with his parents Papa and Mama Duck (Gilbert & Silly). The seventh drawing is related to a frightened Wade Duck who stops Roy the Roster (they are from the U.S. Acres and appeared in the Garfield and Friends series). The eighth drawing is related to Petra Jobatta (Pierrot), a duck from the Japanese-Italian cartoon series Calimero with his friends Calimero and Valerian (Giuliano), who are more chickens, but Piero is definitely a green wild duck.

The ninth drawing is related to Duck Quacker from Tom & Jerry and who is Jerry's friend, but unfortunately both Jerry and Quacker were trapped by Tom Cat and who says (partly took inspiration from Bodyguard) "IN ME POWER!". Still, the two of them will get away with it, but I definitely mostly prefer Tom the cat in terms of the rivalry between Tom and Jerry. And interestingly, Quacker’s voice was played by the same voice actor for Donald Duck, Clarence Nash.

The tenth and last drawing is related to Count Duckula, which comes from the eponymous British cartoon series from the late 1980s and which holds a mushroom with a duck's beak. Yes, since Duckula is a vegetarian, he still can't eat vegetables, because there's Bushroot from Darkwing Duck who advises him not to eat any plants or mushrooms at all. Although they are supposed to be monsters, the two of them still have a good heart, with Bushroot being the antagonist and Duckula the protagonist.

P.S. That's it. I know Duckvember has already passed, but I plan to publish the rest tomorrow, but exclusively from the Disney and Warner Bros. franchises as far as ducks and their world are concerned, and if not, then certainly as a special topic or they will be shown next year. So there will be more for anime ducks next year. I hope you like these drawings and that you are a fan of one of these ducks, and not just Donald and Daffy.

[goldenkamuyhunting]

Quick outline of the changes in Golden Kamuy Vol 24

Here is a general outline of the more relevant changes that take place in Vol 24 compared to the magazine. Note that as usual I won’t dig into minor changes or redraws unless they seem to be relevant for the plot or characterization (or I really like them).

So now let’s start.

WARNING: I hadn’t had the chance to check dialogues yet. I’ll probably do it during Christmas holidays. If there are changes in them that are relevant I’ll update this post as soon as I can.

We spend a moment on the cover, which, like the previous, shows us a character who has never appeared on a cover before and who’s also one of my fave, our charming Roger... I mean Kikuta Mokutarou.

It’s an action scene in which he’s making good use of his beloved Nagant while wearing Toni’s scarf... and he’s not alone on this cover.

Ariko is also with him, ready to fire at his opponent. The background is Sapporo as we can recognize the building as appearing in chap 232 when the characters are in Sapporo.

Really, I love this cover and I was hoping so bad to have a Kikuta cover...

Anyway this is our updated list of covers.

Noda please, give us a Boutarou cover as well!

We then move to the colour page.

It’s the image with Tsukishima and Koito that was used as a cover for chap 251. It’s a fitting image considering this volume starts with the chapter in which the cooperation between Tsukishima and Koito began.

A colour cover that was in the chapters included in this volume and that instead isn’t shown is the one of chap 234.

Maybe Noda will use it later.

No summaries for this volume. Pity.

This volume counts 9 chapters only and changes are pretty tame but, as usual there are additions of extra pages and panels to expand scenes that already were in the magazine version so we can better understand what’s going on and of scenes that are redrawn, either to improve their quality, correct mistakes or add to the plot.

Note I’m not going to add them all but only those which are plot relevant (or that I particularly like). Also no scanlations this time as the changes aren’t so characterization or plot relevant you’ll need to read a scanlation to get what’s going on. I’ll add a dialogue explanation though. Keep in mind I might be wrong.

Let’s start with chap 232.

We start with a new opening page for the chapter in which the box says we’re at Asirpa’s grandmother’s house near Otaru and we’re shown that Tanigaki is next to Inkarmat.

As many already know Noda has enlarged Tanigaki’s neck as he watched Osoma and changed a little his expression so, although I know Sensei pays a lot of attention in improving Tanigaki, I won’t show you that.

A line is added to Tsukishima’s dialogue. Now in addition to saying that it might be that Tsurumi doesn’t have a true goal he adds that it might be a lie that Tsurumi is acting for the sake of the dead comrades and for the prosperity of Japan.

Tsukishima’s memory of Tsurumi having finger bones now is enlarged and that shows clearly Tsurumi’s naked feet.

Naked feet had been used to foreshadow the death of a character so is this meant to hint at how Tsurumi too will die?

As everyone knows I’m partial for Ogata I’ll show him adjusting his bandages. I wonder, does he have the glass eye already and he’s trying to get adjusted to it?

Asirpa and Boutarou’ hair had been redrawn, which makes them better but it’s nothing big.

We move to chap 233.

After Ueji manages to disappear noda added more dialogue between Sugimoto, Shiraishi and Asirpa.

Sugimoto asks for confirmation that the boss they met was called Wakayama and Shiraishi asks Asirpa if she’s certain that guy said they would never be able to find the gold. Asirpa says that’s what it sounded like and Shiraishi asks what they will do now, wondering if they should go after the candy seller or continue to pursue the pirate. Sugimoto thinks he should have stripped the candy seller and Asirpa wonders if maybe she heard wrong.

Noda also expanded the scene with Boutarou and the old Ainu. Now Boutarou is no more heavily shaded at the start and his men are more active.

Pirate Boutarou’s main henchman (子分 ‘Kobun’) now has a name, Gontō Kōjirō (權堂 公二郎は) and he’s better drawn. 

The old Ainu says Boutarou won’t find the gold because his sons also went looking for it but it wasn’t anywhere.

Those are very good improvements, if you ask me.

Chap 234...

...continues the tradition of better drawing Boutarou’s hair (which are also often drawn longer than previously) and also gives him a better pose.

The postman also has a name now he is Nozawa Niheiji (野沢 仁平治).

Shiraishi is definitely more worried when he meets Boutarou.

...but Boutarou looks even happier to meet him, while his reaction catches the captain’s attention.

The sailors are better drawn and there’s even a new small panel of a sailor trying to catch Sugimoto’s rifle.

Sugimoto gets an extra page in which he’s shown throwing the sailor off the boat...

...and then some more panels as he fights the other sailor as well.

Really Noda is so good at drawing fighting scenes...

He also expanded the scene of Boutarou talking to Shiraishi about Sugimoto.

...and redrew Gontou with the other henchmen, who’re shown wet because they too had previously ended up in the water.

Really, a lot of additions for this chapter and I love how Noda tried giving the henchmen some characterization now, despite them being merely plot devices.

We continue with chap 235.

I’ll say in the cover Noda better drew the water. It’s not terribly relevant though, so I’m not showing it, i just love the man for the care in this details.

Better image of best boy Shiraishi...

...but there are also a lot of images that are better drawn.

The order of the panels is switched a little as in the magazine the bandits would knock at the door, then we would see Shiraishi praying the boat would hurry then we’ll go back to Asirpa and the postman.

In the volume first we see Shiraishi and Sugimoto praying the boat would hurry then we go to the bandits knocking and then to Asirpa and the postman, with the scene mostly redrawn.

Noda actually put a lot of care in redrawing the postman who now to me look even more like Clint Eastwood.

The shooting fight also gets better drawn and so the boat crashing against it. But my fave redrawn is the one of Boutarou and Shiraishi cheering, which now shows a much more happier Shiraishi and a childishly cheering Boutarou. I love those two!

Noda then proceeds to show how Boutarou is very angry at the idea 3 of his men were shoot... which better explains why he took an anchor and attacked without regard for the people. Similarly to Sugimoto, when he’s furious he’s dangerous... and it’s possible he grew so angry because he was fond of those men.

We then see Boutarou take matters (and an anchor) in his hands...

Another redrawn is in the Boutarou/Sugimoto confrontation.

And with this to chap 236 we go.

Again, some scenes or expressions are drawn better here.

Plus we get some redrawing when Boutarou explains things.

We’ve a new panel of Sugimoto turning down Boutarou’s idea.

Then we get more interaction between Boutarou and Sugimoto as Sugimoto’s reveal of his past now involves more Shiraishi and Asirpa.

And we better dig into Boutarou’s connection with Sugi.

Sugimoto’s expression after he pet the cat is much more dramatic...

...his eyes losing their light.

Chap 237 continues expanding things.

We get a flashback in which Boutarou remembers the cigarette case was Heita’s.

The volume shows us the gold is a lot more than the one we see in the magazine version.

The scene about Botarou trying to kill Sugimoto and Shiraishi is expanded.

Boutarou seems genuinely shocked when Gontou is hit by the spinning wheel, stretching is hand as if he were wishing to bring him aid.

Differently from teh magazine he won’t be smiling when he tries to drwon Sugimoto...

...and the two will fight a lot more. Sugimoto tries to kick Boutarou a lot and Boutarou uses his long hair to tie Sugimoto’s foot and pull him down.

It’s beautiful and definitely worth buying the manga.

We are at Chap 238.

A small panel about Asirpa explaining Sugimoto about Heita.

We’ve then more interaction between Boutarou and Asirpa.

I find interesting how again we’re show Sugimoto saying hinna but not Asirpa.

And so we reach chap 239.

Jack/Ostrog’s face is still kept in the dark at first, but his clothes are much more visible. The battle between him and Usami is expanded and sorry, no, I’m not going to show it. Still Noda is more comfortable showing him, his face partially visible (and Kikuta too as his eyes were back in the magazine).

And it’s when Kikuta see him we’ve the big reveal and it makes A LOT MORE SENSE having it here than as late as it happened in the manga. And honestly that lateness feels it was due to Noda not having chosen yet how to characterize him.

We can also see that on his genitals there’s a birthmark... which explains why Kikuta comments on getting a look on his face and member, because now he can recognize him either by looking at his face or by looking at... something else.

So yeah, Ostrog/Jack stops being a dark silouette.

Noda let us hear his thoughts after he killed those two women.

We’ve a flashback from Kikuta, showing Jack/Ostrog’s face and how he had a birthmark in a... peculiar area, which is why Kikuta remarked it was relevant he saw it.

And now we move to the last chap of the volume chap 240.

Ostrog is now clearly visible where before he was just a dark shadow.

A new panel showing how Kirawus... well, he didn’t quite disguise himself, albeith he did something, he tried to sell fireworks.

Another new panel showing how Kadokura in his disguise, can’t pick up coins.

When Ishikawa explains about Jack the Ripper Noda added people walking in the image of the city he drew and also showed a nespaper talking of Jack. The writing on the newspaper explains how in Japan the case became a hot topic in 1888 and how in 1900 they started to call the killer ‘Kirisaki Jack' (切り裂きジャック “Jack the ripper”).

We’ve another image of Ostrog/Jack when Ishikawa talks about him.

And we finish with the last page which shows the faces of Ostrog and Ueji.

And that’s all.

Well, actually no. The one thanking the editor is...  I’ll let you see for yourself.

And that’s all for this volume. While there’s nothing drastic in terms of new content, it better flashed out the relationship between Boutarou and his underlings, giving a name to the main one of them, better showed how Boutarou fought underwater and handled Ostrog/Jack WAAAYYY better than the magazine version where it seems Noda remained undecided on his character design for a much longer time and that’s why he obscured his face, making the reveal pretty anticlimatic as nothing big justifying it happened.

Here instead it’s just perfect so really, I recommend you to buy this new volume of Golden Kamuy, either in Japanese or as soon as it comes out in your country!

[greasygyeom]

gigil | ten

pairing: Ten x Female Reader (Fluff)

words: 1.9k

warnings: might be disgustingly cute idk.

A/N: Gigil is a word used to describe the overwhelming feeling that comes over us when we see something cute.

At 1 am, with bare minimum noises in the background, save for a stray car zooming away in the distance and a blanket of stars overhead, Ten walked back to his apartment; feet dragging on the pavement, as they traced his displeasure along the way. 

For the third night in a row he’d had to stay overtime at office, simply because someone else had been too lazy to finish their portion of work assigned to them.

Had it been any other day, he would have pulled through without feeling this level of annoyance. Any other week, he would not have complained; he liked working alone, when no one was around to disturb him and ask him stupid questions. But the fact that this was happening during the few days your schedule wasn’t as tight knit as usual, was really testing his patience.

He’d thought long and hard on whether he was being too dramatic about it, because it wasn’t like he never got to see you—your off days always had his name written on them—it was just that off-late he’d been wanting to see a lot more of you.

For him, dating you had started as a breezy ‘hmm I’ll see where this takes me, I’m not looking for anything serious’, but had quickly and quite irreversibly morphed into an intense whirlwind of ‘fuck, I might love her’ and at the end of six months it had rendered him dizzy. 

He didn’t know when exactly he’d started to crave more of your attention, but on days it overpowered his entire existence. He wasn't yet used to the out of the blue pangs of wanting to hug you until you fell asleep in his arms, but he loved the warm and fuzzy feeling thoughts like these left him with.

On most days he could prioritise his work over his neediness for you. Today though? Today had been one of those days, where it had served as a roadblock between what he had to do and what he really wanted to do. Instead of being in bed, cuddled with you, watching a cute coming of age movie, he had to stay back and redraw the anatomy for a new character because some of his peers were incompetent. 

Half an hour of brooding and a long silent walk later, he finally reached his building. On his last call you had already been yawning, so he assumed you were fast asleep and entered the apartment as quietly as he possibly could… only to find you lying on the floor.

His heart dropped down to his stomach as the worst, most horrible thoughts of you being injured and unconscious and him being too late in taking you to the hospital clouded his mind.

His panic lasted only about 30 seconds though, until he switched on the lights and it unravelled a completely different story.

You were passed out on the floor alright, but because you’d fallen asleep cuddling with his cat. He didn’t see the cat because your back was facing the entrance. Louis had fit himself comfortably in the crevice of your concave form, lying curled up, snug next to your stomach and was using your arm as a pillow.

Ten’s heartbeat slowed down with the realisation that you were indeed alive and okay and he breathed in a sigh of relief, giggling fondly at the sight of you two sleeping so peacefully; completely unaware of his presence. 

He was kinda jealous of Louis, which was an insane thought, but he wanted in on what looked like a super cozy cuddle session.

Of course, he had to grab his phone and take some pictures first—how could he pass off this opportunity to stock up on some free serotonin. But as soon as he was done taking photos from every angle, he sat on the floor next to you, your back towards him, and rested his chin on your waist. It was a challenge to not kiss the sliver of skin peeking through, from between your shirt and boxers and an even bigger challenge to not wake you up.

He extended an arm to pet Louis, but the cat wasn’t having any of it. 

Within minutes Louis was out of sight and reach and it was just the two of you, on the cold floor. With no cat to disturb, his attention naturally wandered over to you. It was too tempting to not kiss your bare skin. Your hands were tucked under your head, like a makeshift pillow; sooner than later you were bound to get uncomfortable—it only made sense to wake you up. It was definitely not because you looked too cute and he couldn’t stand not being able to squish you. 

“Baby” he whispered softly, “Wake up.” 

You stirred at the sound of his voice, pushing your body towards him, but not really moving.

He had the widest grin plastered on his face, just looking at you. “Let’s go to bed, you’re sleeping on the floor.”

You hummed in response, too lethargic to actually move and also just a scat annoyed.

When he stroked your cheek, you shivered under his touch, goosebumps forming all over your body. His touch was electric. 

Feeling a bit smug about the reaction he just elicited out of you, he pulled your shirt up, just enough to expose your waist, and planted soft kisses alongside your ribs.

You squirmed with every kiss, until you were wide awake and sitting upright, fighting him off.

“Why why why” he giggled, as you pushed him away.

“Why!! Look at the tiiime.” You whined, not letting him have his way for the 800th time.

His face fell, “I know baby, I’m sorry. If it makes you feel better, I was really sulky the whole time I was there and not here.”

“No, that does not make me feel better.” You replied, “I don’t want you to sulk when you’re working.”

“Ayee you can’t have both.” 

“Both what?”

“Be mad at me and not let me be mad at my work.”

“I’m not mad at you.” You pouted, crawling into his lap, “I just really missed you.”

There was something so soothing about your presence, something he couldn’t really explain. He held you tight and buried his head in the crook of your neck, taking in the faint vanilla-esque scent you naturally emanated. 

“I missed you too, baby.”

You ran your fingers through his brownish-blonde hair, your heart skipping beats every time you felt his hot breath on your skin. You weren’t one to feel ticklish easily at all, except for under his touch. It was a phenomenon that perplexed you too. So when he slipped his hand under your shirt, to feel your skin, you shivered again. 

He raised his head and gave you a knowing, smug smile.

God he was so infuriating with how attractive he looked when he smiled like that.

“You’re lucky you’re this cute.”

He grinned even wider. “Oh? What’s that? You think I’m cute?”

“Yeah, I think you’re very cute. What of it?”

The cutest laugh escaped his lips and he cupped your face, “I think you’re cuter, now please kiss me.” 

He puckered his lips and in anticipation, closed his eyes, deliberately acting like a cringey young adult rom-com hero, but two could play that game, right?

You pecked him on his cheek instead. 

His dramatic reaction sent you into a fit of laughter and the whole time you were trying to contain yourself, he was gazing at you as if nothing else existed in his world, with the goofiest, most endearing smile on his face. 

He’d never told you he loved you—even though it’s all he’d thought about the past couple of days—partly because he was scared and partly because he didn’t want to scare you away. 

But the way you made his whole being melt into a mush of happiness, made him not want to hold it in anymore.

“Hey,” he interrupted your hysterics in a serious tone, causing you to stop and look at him. You couldn’t match the intensity in his eyes, but it sparked a wildfire at the pit of your stomach.

“I love you”

Did you hear that right? Did he say he loved you? 

“You what?”

“I love you.” 

You beamed ecstatically. “Good, ‘cuz I love you too.”

“Oh thank god” he exhaled in relief, but before he could finish that sentence you had him caught up in a long, sweet kiss that knocked the wind out of his lungs. 

In the dead of the night, you could only hear his soft moans as you bit and sucked on his lower lip. His hands wandered all over your body, grabbing and teasing you, while you focused on how he tasted like liquor and chocolate, without having any. 

Everything about him was intoxicating. 

“Let’s go in”, he signalled towards his room, when you finally parted away from him.

You looked delectable with your messy hair and slightly swollen lips. Ten wanted to devour you.

“Ohhhhh Mr. Lee why do you want to take me into your bedroom at 2:30 AM.. What are your intentions?” 

“To show you how much I love you.” he seduced, “Will you let me?”

“I’ll let you do whatever you want, baby” you replied, getting up and holding your hand out to help him.

“I wonder what good deeds I did to have found you in my life.”

You rolled your eyes as you walked towards his room. “And I wonder the exact opposite.”

He gasped. “Is that how it is huh? I guess you’ll never find out how much I love you then.”

“Aww.” You chuckled, closing the distance between you, “It’s okay, I can show you right here how much I love you instead?”

“No, I can feel Louis looking at us and I’m not about to traumatise my son. So, I’m gonna give him some treats and be right in.”

“Fifteen minutes or I’m going to sleep.”

“I’ll take five.”

“You and I both know you need at least fifteen minutes with Louis.”

How does this woman know me so well, he thought to himself walking over to where his cat was perched. 

“What do you think, Louis? Did I do the right thing” Ten whispered, nuzzling his nose in the fluffy fur. 

Louis meowed.

“Yeah, I think so too. She’s really great isn’t she.” 

Louis meowed again, making him chuckle.

While pouring some dry food in the bowl for his cat he realised he actually hadn’t eaten anything since afternoon, yet he felt full… full of this happiness and a kind of contentment that he’d never experienced before. He cringed at this disgustingly sappy thought and made his way back to you, into the bedroom. 

You were sprawled on the bed, already asleep, not even having managed to get under the blanket.

“So cute”, he fondly murmured, as he got in bed too and encompassed you completely in a hug—his arms now wrapped around your waist and one leg overlapping both of yours.

You stirred, but he pulled you in closer,

“It’s okay, go back to sleep baby.”

He heard a little affirmative hum and you turned around to face him—eyes half closed—to give him a tiny peck on his lips and then hid your face in his chest. 

You started falling back into your world of dreams and he fell right in with you, following you through a field of daisies, admiring your beauty as the sun glowed on your face; just like he would if you were awake. And tell you a thousand times over how beautiful he thought you were and love you and kiss you until you fell right back into his arms at the end of every night. 

There was something so sweet about that feeling, it made you smile and you thought yeah… it seemed like a good way to spend the rest of your life.

[mcrmadness]

A Masterpost: ALL MY OLD die ärzte (aka Bela&Farin) COMICS (from 2010-2011)

I’ve lately been talking about my art, especially comics, here a lot but I have never posted my OLD old dä comics here! That’s about to change now. The old ones happened in 2010-2011 when I was 19-20 years old, so they are a bit cringy now :D The scans are my old ones so don’t mind about cat hair or something like that in some of the scans. And I know: my hand writing hasn’t really changed in the past 10-15 years at all :DD

And a slash warning (do I really need that with this fandom tho..?) because I used to draw just very fluffy Bela/Farin comics and they barely have any good plots even. There’s just 4 overall in this post and they all are quite short. But at least for me it’s fun to see how far I have come and how I’ve gotten better at drawing!

Anyway, without further ado, this is where it all started:

Bela&Farin - “Du willst mich küssen”

Simply the idea came from the fact I noticed that on the “Du willst mich küssen” single there’s only one additional song: “Die Antwort bist du”, and that one out of all the potential other songs from the studio album. (Now I’m wondering if I should try to redraw this some day to see my progress? :DD)

The rest under the cut because they get very cringy but if you want to read B/F fluff comics and facepalm at my idiotic humour, go ahead and click the read more link.

Bela&Farin - Bela will ein Baby

(eng. Bela wants to have a baby)

This one was the first I did in German and I traumatized myself. I had just started learning German and totally failed everything and an (old) online friend, native German, wrote something that indicated laughing and I felt so insecure about my German after that that even today I have a fear of saying/writing even simple German words in front of native Germans. She anyway “beta read” the plot and corrected every faulty phrase (aka every phrase) and this is what she suggested that I’d write, and that’s what I did.

The plot shortly: Bela just wants to have a baby but he wants it with Farin obviously, so Farin says they’re both men and can’t reproduce together but Bela found a solution: he found them a surrogate mother. Problem solved.

***

Bela&Farin - “Beer Belly”

Prepare yourself for a cringe overload :)) I’m so sorry that you have to suffer through this.

With this the idea came from the live videos I was watching back then - lots of live videos from 2007-2009 and I noticed that Bela just kept growing and losing his belly all the time. (OMG HELP I’m crying because “SQUEAK SQUEAK” XDDDDDD)

Also the ending is... I don’t know what is it. I guess I just wanted Rod ot make an appearance and didn’t come up anything better than this ::D My peak of humour is right there btw: anything that happens at the background. That shit just never gets old for me. So I find that still funny in this comic but I have no clue how a bass can be pregnant.

Also hey, I have started drawing shadows :DD

And yes, Bela actually did have a cow t-shirt like that in some of the videos and I just had to draw it! And btw, the reason for the fluff is probably because the concerts where those videos were from? It was extremely slashy, Bela and Farin barely could keep their hands off of each other so you really can’t blame me for all this. The ship just sails itself.

***

Bela&Farin - “Zucker”

(eng. “Sugar” - this one was again in German because it wouldn’t work in English. This time I think I did all the language stuff myself but I can’t remember for sure so maybe I got help, maybe I didn’t... This is the last one of these old comics and my personal favorite. You can see that my style somehow went through some major changes but I don’t know what even happened there. I can’t remember.)

I can’t get over Farin’s hair in the last panel, I drew it so perfectly and I still don’t know how to recreate that lol. And now I’m losing it at that tiny “XD” in the grin panel because I found it so stupid looking - the first time I had even drawn a grin for him lmao. Also ignore Farin’s arm that has suddenly lost all its color. (Aka: someone forgot to color it.)

THE IDEA for this comic is simply in the name of brown sugar. At least in Finnish that is called as “fariinisokeri”, which always amuses me still after 12 years because I am a bit simple sometimes, and I figured that it can also be called “Farinzucker” in German so of course I needed to make a Bela/Farin comic about it.

The dialog for those who don’t speak German (too well) yet - Bela just goes to Farin to ask for “Farin sugar” and Farin first is like “nope” but then “jk” and they lived happily ever after. Or something.

***

BONUS:

Something I drew with a ballpoint pen once when I was visiting my aunt and cousin and was bored and doodled this. I like drawing repeated patterns like brick walls or apparently also flowers.

And I have no idea where did I draw this - maybe it was something to do with one course through the employment agency as I tend to doodle when in any kind of class. I feel like I had been watching “Die band, die sie Pferd nannten” prior to this, based on Bela’s looks.

And it was back in 2010, I didn’t have a smart phone yet so no internet to use for reference photos :D

***

So, back to the comics - I only made these 4 back then but before this I did draw other stuff and comics too. I drew several of them as horses when I still didn’t know how to draw humans, and I also have one of them as rats too. The rat one might work as a redrawn human comic, tho... Anyway, at some point I got annoyed because I didn’t like drawing them as horses or rats and wanted to invent a “human style” so then one night, this happened:

The texts are mainly just me chanting how I’m dying from laughter etc. That is actually what I do when I am very insecure of what I do and then I just start openly laughing at everything and myself, that way things don’t feel as bad failures than what they actually are :D (And yeah I know the article is wrong at some point, let’s just say I hadn’t memorized all the article stuff from German yet :D I don’t know if I had even started learning German yet at that point.)

But yeah, then I did find the style and these are the next sketches from my sketchbook:

The bottom left says “facial experessions” - and oh my god I was so damn cringe whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy---

but anyway, those were what I ended up with eventually and the rest is history. I think I’m still gonna make one post with stuff I drew in 2018 and that I haven’t posted here yet as there’s still a few of those, too.

[365daysofsasuhina]

[ 365 Days of SasuHina || Day Eighty-One: Take a Chance ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata, Haruno Sakura ] [ SasuHina, SakuIno ] [ Verse: Best Years of Your Life ] [ AO3 Link ]

This has got to be the strangest thing she’s ever agreed to do in her life.

Hinata Hyūga is not a woman who takes risks. She went to a safe school, got a safe degree, and is working a safe job. Lives in a safe apartment building in a safe part of town. She’s...well, she’s content.

But she made the mistake of mentioning it feels like something is missing to her best friend last week.

“Boyfriend,” Sakura immediately offered, reclined and not looking up from filing her nails.

Lips quickly pursed in a pout. “Not everything is solved by being in a relationship.”

“What else could be missing, Hina? You’ve got a good job, a good place, good friends -”

There’s an eyeroll at that which the rosette ignores.

“- and the only thing you don’t have based on all those cliches is a boyfriend. Or girlfriend.” A hand pats her own chest. “No judgment here.”

“Says the girl with a girlfriend.”

“Exactly.”

Sitting cross-legged atop her bed, Hinata considered that. She never goes out much...so there hasn’t exactly been a chance to meet anyone. And she’s terrified of dating apps. Meeting strangers based on whims and ‘matches’? Thanks, but no thanks. She’s not looking to get murdered.

“You know, the place Ino works does this cute thing once a month where they match up couples randomly. You should do it!”

“...what?”

“You draw a number from a bowl that’s a certain color for your gender - male, female, nonbinary, yadda yadda - and then you also take tags based on what you prefer. So then you go around looking for your right-colored number, and you sit, and you have an impromptu date in the restaurant!”

Dark brows furrowed disbelievingly. “...that sounds...a-awkward.”

“It can be, but it’s a safe environment, and you can can nope out at any time. That’s where Ino met that artist she dated for a while.”

“Until she met you.”

“Yeah, well...you can’t win ‘em all.” Sakura gave a grin.

“...I dunno, it just sounds...strange. What if someone gets your number but isn’t the right c-color?”

“You go redraw until you get one you want! I dunno how they make it work, but it hardly ever hiccups. Ino’d know more about it than me, but...just thought I’d throw that out there.”

“I’ll...think about it.”

And she did. In fact, Hinata agonized over it. It sounded sort of fun, and pretty safe. But questions, doubts, and fears still nagged at her, even up to the moment she walks to the door. A crowd of people already mill inside, and several debate outside. Giving them all a glance, she takes a deep breath...holds it...and then exhales.

Just try it. Sakura said they make it very easy to leave, so...just do it. Take a chance for once in your life, Hinata!

Pulling on the door, she yanks it open and makes her way in. At the front are the bowls Sakura mentioned.

A perky girl in brown buns gestures. “Hi there! First time?”

“Um...y-yes.”

“Well, just take one of these slips based on your gender,” she offers, pointing. “And then these slips here -” another point “- say what you’re looking for! Anyone already here will have their number on the edge of their table, so feel free to see if your match is there yet. If not, you can have a seat at any open table, and become the one who waits!”

Huh...well, seems simple enough. Taking a pink slip, Hinata then shyly takes a blank one of every color, cheeks pink before scurrying into the actual belly of the place.

Her number is twenty-seven. Huh...her birthday. Maybe that’ll be lucky?

Peeking around, she doesn’t find any other twenty-sevens, and eventually makes her way to a corner table. Carefully she arranges the slips at the edge, pinning them under both the salt and pepper shakers to keep them from being blown or knocked off.

For a while she just...sits. Then she starts checking texts. Eventually, she’s knee-deep reading some fanfiction when someone clears their throat nearby.

She almost drops her mobile in surprise. “...o-oh!”

They look to her with a perked brow. “...been sitting here long?”

“Oh, uh...a-a little while.” A nervous hand tucks hair behind her ear, a habit. “Are you…?”

They flash their slip: blue, with the same number as her own.

“I, uh...are you looking for a - a pink?”

“Yup. Mind if I sit?”

“S...sure!” Hinata bustles to put the slips aside now that she’s been matched, cheeks pink. “I’m Hinata - Hinata Hyūga.”

“Sasuke Uchiha.”

Awkward silence.

Hands clasped between her knees, Hinata rocks for a moment before offering, “Um...should I...tell you some things about me…?”

“Sure. You go, then I’ll go.”

“Okay...I’m twenty-four.”

“Twenty-five.”

“I work in a bakery - I got a culinary degree here in the city!”

“Business and finance - work for my father in his tech company.”

“Um...my...favorite color is purple…?”

That earns a small smile. “Blue.”

“I like sweets.”

“Not a fan.”

“Aw...hm...I like cats.”

“Same. Dogs are too...messy.”

“A friend of mine has one...he’s okay, but...yes, I agree: messy.” She draws in her lips, thinking. “...I...have a younger sister.”

“Older brother.”

“I l-like to dry and press flowers as a hobby.”

“I like hiking, mostly locally.”

“Ooh, that sounds fun!”

“I could take you, if you want.”

That...makes her pause. Go out with someone she barely knows? Possibly into the woods? What if he’s a crazy serial killer that buries all his victims out -?

“Or...maybe not.”

Realizing she’s gone quiet, Hinata jolts. “S-sorry, I...I got lost in thought! Um...maybe! I’m not very, um...athletic. I don’t know if I could keep up.”

“Could start with walks in the park.”

The park...that’s safe. Plenty of people around. “S...sure!”

“Call it a date, then.”

One corner of her mouth twitches in an attempted smile. “...sorry, I’m - I’m not very good at this whole...talking...thing.”

“That’s okay. Neither am I, really.” Sasuke leans back in his chair, one arm draped back over its spine. “I was...encouraged to try this by a friend.”

“Yeah...me too. She thought I, uh...n-needed a change.”

“I don’t get out much. My friend thought it might help my attitude. He’s just a nosy b-” Sasuke cuts off. “...guy.”

Before she can stop it, Hinata giggles. “...sorry, I...I shouldn’t laugh.”

“He lives for making people laugh, even if it means at him. Trust me, he wouldn’t be offended. And I can’t bring myself to care. You’re good.” During a pause, he tilts his head. “...I’ll admit: seems I got lucky. I was afraid I’d get some chick who wouldn’t know how to shut up. Which is what most girls he tries setting me up with are like.”

“Well, I’m...definitely not that,” Hinata agrees with another laugh. “I...wasn’t sure what I was expecting. I guess to never get matched. I haven’t really...done this before. Like, at all. Guess I just figure there’s a reason for that.”

He gives her a disbelieving look. “...you telling me you’ve never dated anyone?”

“N...no?”

Brows then lift in surprise. “...I’d never guess it.”

“Really…?”

“Yeah. You’re cute. At least, from what little I can see just sitting here having small talk.”

Color slowly blooms in her cheeks. “T...thank you. You’re, um…” Her blush gets darker. “You’re...p-pretty handsome yourself.”

“Not to be pretentious, but...I get that a lot. Which...might be why I haven’t dated, either.”

“W-what?!”

Several other couples glance over at her outburst, making her go cherry red

“I...I’m so sorry, that was so rude, I -”

“Nah - you’re fine. I just...I dunno. Anyone who’s tried did it for that reason: they liked my looks, or my reputation. Not because they liked me. So I brushed them all off.”

Hinata can’t help but wilt a bit. “...I see…”

“But, I thought I’d take a chance with this. It’s not like speed dating or blind dates. It seemed like it’d be more...relaxed. And it is. Seems I really did get lucky.”

Tucking a bit into herself, Hinata mumbles, “M...me too.”

Eventually, someone actually starts serving them, and the pair keep up idle conversation. Nothing jaw-dropping or eye-opening, but just...little things that help give a first impression. And all throughout, neither seems to dislike what they find.

By the time they’re done, they’re still talking. Even after their plates are cleared. Eventually it starts to get dark, and Hinata jolts as her phone buzzes.

It’s Sakura.

Well? How’d it go?

It’s only then she realizes how late it’s getting. A palm presses to her cheek in shock. “Oh! I...I should probably get going, I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize -!”

“It’s fine - neither did I.” Moving to stand, he glances to her appraisingly. “...so, would you...want to do this again? Without the random factor, I mean?”

“I...y-yeah! I had a really good time. Um…”

“Here, I’ll give you my number…”

They do so, and even convince each other to pose for a picture for their phonebook entry.

“Guess I’ll see you around - gonna be busy, but I’ll text you when an open day pops up.”

“O-okay!”

He even walks her to her car, giving a nonchalant salute as she pulls away. It’s only once she’s back in her apartment that Hinata replies to Sakura.

It went well! Guess who got date #2? (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ

Winding down for the evening and eventually heading to bed as she keeps up her texting back and forth, Hinata indulges Sakura’s request and sends the picture.

...okay I’m gay af but I’d let him hit it.

Snorting so loud she blushes, Hinata announces she’s calling it a night, plugging the mobile in to charge and snuggling down under the blankets.

Well...maybe taking chances isn’t so bad...

     Oh dang, a post before midnight! That hasn't happened in FOREVER! xD      Anyway, this is...super duper random, but I'm honestly exhausted after a long day, and I'm still adjusting my sleep schedule, so...between a time crunch and a sleepy brain, you all get...whatever this is, bahaha!      I dunno, it's vaguely based off an idea I once saw about color coded stuff with...I think it was glowstick necklaces? to show what you are and what you're interested in. This is just...tweaked a little to involve a bit more chance than choice, I guess. I dunno, I can't brain tonight haha~      But uh...yeah! That's it for tonight. Hope you enjoyed! And thanks for reading~

[munofsilver]

Akumatized AU. Evillustrator 2.

Part two of Evillustrator.  Nathaniel first time at school since he's been akumatized. Can he avoid Chloe? Ao3 Link. 

The day with my sister went better than I thought it would. She didn't see me any differently than normal. I'm just glad she's not scared of me. Now that she's in bed and I should be, but I can't sleep. I'm going to school in the morning and I fear the worse.

Even though Chloe is the reason I got akumatized, she's going to make fun of me like always. If I could I would stay home forever, but I have to face my fear. Besides what kind of image would I be showing Natalie? If you're scare run away. What kind of big brother would I be if I did that?

That's not what you should do. I think a day away will be enough. Maybe Chloe won't be there. I know I'm not that lucky. In the morning after breakfast, I head off to school. “Good luck.” I hear Natalie say as I close the door.

Nothing happened on the way to school, but that's not the part I'm worried about. I'm used to people making fun of me, so the whispers don't bother me. I don't like it when people do that in my face. At least behind me back I can pretend they are going after someone else.

That's one of the reasons I try to avoid Chloe. Not only does she make fun of me in my face but in front of everyone around. I tighten my fist when I think about all those time Chloe was just being Chloe, and not just with me but with everyone.

Anger? Am I getting angry? That's new, I usually don't get mad. The last time I did was when Chloe made Natalie cry. This big brother is very protective of his younger sister, and all my family and friends. That's why I love it when Marinette stands up against Chloe. Wait for Marinette, I could have also killed her.

Trapped in a box on a boat with a hole in it. Another person I should avoid. I should also apologize to her. I didn't mean to hurt her. I was just so mad. I mean she only wanted to date me to help stop me. I shouldn't be mad at that. I'm sure I would do the same thing.

Maybe I should talk to her, later today after school. My mind wonders to my classmates at school. Some have been akumatized so I shouldn't have to worry about them. They will understand being akumatized themselves. The others I'm not sure about.

As soon as I felt pain in my face I notice I'm at school, and trip on the steps. Landing face first on them. Quickly I jump up and look around. Those that saw are staring at me. Not laughing or anything just staring. It was creepy, so I ran inside. I didn't stop until I got to my seat and dived under it.

When I hit my head is when I notice that when I got akumatized I grow taller. Usually, I would be able to slide under my desk without any problem. Hitting my head on the way in proves that I grow. I always wonder what being taller would be like. I'm not sure if I like it.

If I wanted to I could erase part of the desk and redraw it in later. Can I still do that? The pillow I drew for Natalie disappeared. Honestly, I don't care about the erasing part. I know it could be handy, but I don't think I ever want to use it. Unless I know no other option. Even then I'm not sure. That is very dangerous if I mess up, and knowing me I will mess up.  

I suppose the same thing could be said about any of my powers. Looking at the tablet on my right arm, I can't help but think about what I almost did and what I could do now. “Nathaniel?” Someone saw me rush in but who? I peak my head out over the desk. Marinette is in the room looking around. Slowly I get out and stand up. Right away she noticed me.

How could she not, with the way I look. “I thought it was you that ran past me,” she tries to lighten up the mood with a laugh. I do like her laughs, they always seem to make me feel better and more clam. Sadly I got nothing this time.

“I'm sorry,” we both say at the same time. Why is she sorry. Marinette didn't do anything wrong. We both laugh. I nervously, Marinette not so sure. I don't think so. Marinette speaks first. “I just wanted to say sorry for agreeing to go on a date with you, only to try to get Cat Noir to stop you,” she said in a low tone like she's ashamed.

“It's okay. I understand. I would have done the same if someone that was akumatized asked me out.” I'm being honest. I really would, if I could get ahold of Ladybug or Cat Noir that is. “You did what you had to do,” I added. She smiles in a sweet cute way, that I'm sure that's where Natalie got it from. My sister is taking after Marinette more than Alix.

Alix wouldn't like that. Being the youngest she wants my little sister to be her little sister. “You're not mad at me?” Marinette asked. I nod to let her know we're still friends. She was happy and did a little cheer while clapping her hands. “I got to go and met up with Alya,” she waves as she heads out the door.

A feel a smile come across my face. So very glad that Marinette and I had that little talk. I sit instead of hiding under my desk. I was getting my stuff out of my bag when Mr. Domocles walked in. He sharply turns to face me, to be honest, that creeped me out.

“Mr. Kurtzberg I would like to speak with you. Please follow me.” Sifft like a statue he turns towards the door and heads out. I pack everything up and follow him. In his office, I just freeze in my seat like I always do when I'm in here.

Sometime later I handed him my akumatized tablet pen as he requested. “Now the tablet.” His hand is held out towards me.  “Sorry, Mr. Domocless but I can't do that. In order to remove the tablet from my arm, I have to remove the whole outfit,” I sighed. “I see then. You may go.” I was out like the room was on fire. I hate being in his office.

I head back to the classroom. When I got there in my spot there was a red envelope. “Come to the bakery after school, Marinette. Happy late birthday.” Marinette is such a good friend. I'm lucky to know her. The ring of the bell made me jump and slide down in my seat.

I did see Chloe and I'm surprised she didn't come to “attack” me. I shouldn't say anything since it's still early in the school day. Is school always this boring? I had a hard time staying awake during class. This never happened before. Then I noticed things I never noticed this before cause I would normally be drawing right now.

Not wanting to draw sure changes things. Even a small bit. It seems that I'm not the only one that finds class boring. I can see Ivan staring at Mylene. Chloe reading a magazine while glancing at Adrien once in a while. Alix is making spitwads I'm guessing she's going to use them on Kim who is leaning back in this seat sleeping.

Sabrina is taking notes. I wonder why she puts up with Chloe constantly ordering her around like she owns her. Alya is also taking notes. Wait she just passed something to Nino. Maybe it wasn't notes just a note. I laugh silently to myself. Everyone else seems to be listening to Miss. Bustier.

Next class, I stayed awake cause it's Miss. Mendeliev's class. I dare not drift off in this class anymore. At lunch, I sat alone as Alix comes to sit with me, mostly to hide from a face covered in spitwads Kim looks for her. Since I usually like to sit alone during lunch, it was a perfect place to hide.

“Sorry, this happened to you on your birthday. I know that feel,” she sighs. I almost forgot she was also akumatized on her birthday. “How did Natalie take it?” “She was scared at first. Mostly cause she didn't know if I was still under Hawkmoth's control. Once she realized I wasn't nothing really changed.”

“Does she know I got akumatized?” I look at Alix. “Why don't you come over for a visit?” Alix hasn't been over since she was akumatized a month ago. I still can't believe that all this started about two months ago. “Watching her again?” She asked sounding like she always knew the answer. I'm sure she did. “Marinette wants me to see her at her parent's bakery after school.” I look at the birthday card she's given me.

“Are you going to bring her with?” That is a good question. Marinette would understand if I went and got her. Like all my friends she knows my mom works late and someone needs to look after my little sister cause she's too young to be on her own.

I could also ask someone to look after her while I go, like Alix. Looking at her I think on that, while she waits for my answer. “It would be nice for her to get out, or you could watch her for me.” I smile at her.

Natalie doesn't leave the house much. I think she should come with and have Alix pick her up. I laugh when I see Alix eyebrow twitching. “Tell you what. I will bring her with me, but could you at least pick her up for me?” Alix smiles. “That I will do. I'm not a babysitter.” We both laugh. It always feels good to laugh.

During the last class, I send Cindy a text. She will give Natalie the message. When Alix comes to pick her up she will be ready. After class, I wait for Alix and Natalie to met me in front of the school's steps outside. Today must be a lucky day.

Chloe stayed away from me all day. Once Natalie and Alix get here I can leave school without having to run into Chloe. “Sabrina is my report done yet?” Oh no, it's that voice. She is near and I start to shake. So close, I shouldn't have said anything. Moving a little as possible I turn around.

She not there and I sigh in relief. Then I heard, “It's all done Chloe, so is our group presentation.” If Sabrina is near so is Chloe sadly. I turn back around for another look. “Delivery for Mr. Kurtzberg, Nathaniel.” Alix jokes.

She was carrying Natalie piggyback style. They would do that a lot when we came to visit her, or we take Natalie to the park. Once Natalie was down Alix zoomed off and I see Kim flying above after her. The spitwads are gone now at least. I'm going to bring this up when I see Alix again.

“Alix got hit like you?” Natalie asked. I only nod. “Chloe?” “Not this time.” I held out my hand for her to hold. She takes it and I freeze when I hear that voice. “Let's get out of here, Sabrina I need to get my nails done. My nail polish is chipped.” Sabrina and Chloe come stomping out. Chloe is looking at her nails and Sabrina struggling behind her.

I need to get out of here before Chloe sees me or Natalie. My older protective brother instincts kick in, and I grab Natalie. Picking her up under her arms and holding her closely, tightly against my chest. As I run away from the school. I head towards Marinette's place. I'm very glad she lives close by and Chloe will never go there.

I didn't let of Natalie go until I hear the door close. “That was fun. Again, Nathaniel,” she cheers. I hear Marinette's mom, “Awwww so cute.” Soon Marinette comes in. “You're here and you have Natalie with you,” she smiles. “I hope you don't mind,” I don't know why I'm nervous. “Hi, Marinette,” Natalie waves.

“I don't mind. Hello Natalie,” Marinette pats Natalie's head. “This way,” Marinette waves us to follow her. Leading us up to the apartment part of the building. In the kitchen on the table was a cake. Topped with white frosting. Better Late Than Never wrote in blue frosting.

“Thank you, Marinette,” I smile as I stare at the cake. She just smiles as she says, “You're welcome. I made it myself. My dad help with the frosting.” The cake was delicious, the frosting was coconut my favorite. The cake was enough for everyone to have a piece. By everyone I mean, Natalie, Marinette, her father, her mother, and me. Almost like she knew Natalie would be here.

We both head home. Once there I make us dinner, do my homework, play some games with Natalie, take a shower while Natalie heads to bed. While I was drying hair, I hear the front door opening. I poke my head out the door to see who was coming in. It was my mom, she's home early.

I come out of the bathroom fully dressed with a towel on my head. My hair is still a little wet. “I skip lunch so I could get home early. I wanted to see how school was today,” she smiled. It's rare to see her not smile. “It was great. Nothing really happened.” She yawns with her hand over her mouth, “That's great to hear. Now off to bed.” I nod and enter the room I share with Natalie.

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Kimmy’s Talentswap Event!!!

Ultimate Lucky Student, Kaede Akamatsu

Suggested by @ding-dong-grandpa

Sorry for the long wait!!! I actually finished this a while ago (even before I participated in TPG Week), but was hesitating a bit trying to get Prince Hinata posted first. I wanted to do a few touch ups, but unfortunately the app I was using ended up updating the day after I finished Prince Hinata ^^; That means that the brush settings are now completely different than what I was using before, so it’s only a matter of figuring out how to recreate it to the original again (or redraw all the plushies from scratch… the thought horrifies me).

Anyways, Kaede, or really the Ultimate Luckster talent, was a bit of a challenge! But challeneges, once I get an idea, are actually really fun! I went and looked at the other two official Lucksters, Makoto and Nagito, and came up with three things in their design that they have in common: zippers, hoodies, and an overall color scheme of red, green, and black. Makoto’s was primarily black, Nagito’s priarily green, so I decided Kaede’s has to be primarily red, or at least the red should pop out. I gave her shorter sleeves because it just felt better that way. By the way, it saddens me there aren’t any plushies of the V3 kids yet :( I’m holding on to hope that they’ll come out next year!

There’s only one more request to do (Gamer Junko), and then I can finally make a new plushie thing!

Headcanons/Backstory under the cut!!! Special thanks to @rosejiannahasnolife for helping me out with it :) And there aren’t any spoilers from NDRV3′s canon here!

I think it’s clear I have no idea how casinos work. Just pretend they have no security cameras here I guess XD

Kaede Akamatsu never thought of herself as anything special. She knew how to play the piano, and enjoyed it as well as any other, but didn’t have much passion for it, at least not enough to devote all her attention to it. She was voted 4th grade vice president, and then a representative both years of middle school. Though she had some talent as a leader, it wasn’t to the level of an Ultimate… not that Kaede was necessarily aiming to be an Ultimate, but with Hope’s Peak Academy being so influential, it was tough not to think about how special, or mediocre, you were in comparison to the successful Ultimates.

However, even if Kaede never saw how special she was, it was clear that there was something about her. When Kaede was a young girl, only just turned 6 years old, her parents weren’t doing great financially. Her father worked all day and her mother worked all night, and though her parents both loved Kaede, the financial strain sometimes got to be too much.

Living in the more impoverished side of town, the Casino was available, running 24 hours a day, 7 days week. It was only a matter of time before Kaede’s father was tempted to try his luck.

One Friday evening, not long after Kaede’s mother went off to work, Kaede’s father The casino was shady enough that they didn’t even care that he brought his daughter with him as long as she was kept far from the machines. A very sleepy Kaede sat on a bench, watching his father put coins into a slot, sometimes winning, sometimes losing. No one was really watching her, so her curiosity got the better of her. She took a coin that was under the bench she was playing, climbed up to a random slot machine, inserted a coin like she’d been watching her father do, and pulled.

Kaede’s father noticed too late, grabbing her away from the machine. He scolded her until a sound from the machine interrupted him. Kaede won the jackpot (not that anyone besides the two of them knew).

Ever since then, fortune began to favor the Akamatsu family. With the money Kaede won, they were able to start anew, saving the majority of it for her future. Kaede’s dad was able to get a job that had a lot of benefits and allowed Kaede’s mother to get a job and pay for daycare.

As for Kaede herself, she lived fairly normally. There were only a few instances where things weren’t so normal. For example, she was eventually banned from participating in the lottery machine booth at an annual local festival when he got the best prize offered the fifth year in a row (and actually, it wasn’t even that she wanted to participate. Her friends, amazed by her talent, placed bets and entered her in the last three years).

It wasn’t the first time that she won lottery or raffles without her knowledge, and most of the time, it wasn’t actually because someone consciously put her in a raffle. One time, an amusement park she was visiting was doing a raffle involving all the visitors of the park, using the ticket number to draw their winners. Kaede, of course, was in the group of people able to win some pricey souvenirs from the shop. There were other times where she hadn’t even entered her name, and she none of her friends claimed responsibility for entering her into a raffle, and she ended up winning prizes.

Also, she recently got into mobile games. She had downloaded Neko Atsume just because she liked the cute cats and all her friends were playing it. She was extremely lucky and was able to get the rarest cats and drops, and she hadn’t even known how difficult the game could be and just assumed the whole game was like that. Her friends were incredibly jealous.

The same went for games where she would have to draw cards/characters in order to play. She’d always get extremely lucky during events and get the featured characters/weapons. That said, it was still not enough to win the game, so she liked those best because it at least offered her a challenge.

There were a few games whose game developers suspected her of cheating, so her account was terminated. She was always kind of sad about it since she got attached to her characters. Still, she wasn’t completely unaware that she was lucky. People had even nicknamed her Lady Fortune’s favorite child, although her luck only seemed to apply to trivial things and entertainment.

She was still a rather average student, though she worked hard to become a better role model when she became the class representative. Outside of situations where raffles were held, or games that were based on luck, Kaede lived a very average life, and actually loved it. She still felt as if there may have been something missing, or something more that she can do, and if her winning was the only thing special about her, then how could she possibly use her talent to help others? And it wasn’t like as if the things she won were all that helpful in the first place.

Despite her dillema, as with every other student Japan, her name was in the annual raffle looking for an Ultimate Lucky student. Upon receiving her letter, a part of her was hoping she would be named something like Ultimate Class Representative, or even Ultimate Pianist, even if she didn’t have much of a passion for it, but of course, Hope’s Peak had invited her to their school to become Class 79′s Ultimate Lucky Student.

She really didn’t see her luck as much of a talent, nor did she want to be associated as the lucky student. She was even briefly considering turning Hope’s Peak Academy’s offer down, but quickly recognized that maybe this was the opportunity she needed to finally see how her nor-recognized talent can be used to help other. And so, with confidence that she always kept in her heart, Kaede had enrolled into Hope’s Peak Academy