#the first cut tho is very similar to my hair now it just has bangs. I don’t know if that would get annoying tho I mostly pull my hair out of

[autopsytableromance]

Ok help me out here guys.

I’m deciding on hair cuts and im between these 2. If I do the first one the brown would be probably a little darker and a little less warm (ie. my natural color) but I’d have to choose a color for the shark cut (I’ve kinda been feeling like a light purple hold on I’ll find a pic but idk. I don’t think I’ve even had purple hair before. It might be the only color I haven’t done. Ignore the style on the last one but that color. ) bc the reason im changing it like actually is bc the last time I went to this girl to get my hair bleached I got scalp burns so im not letting her do that again. But I do miss that cut it’s so fun

[fairestwriting]

PLEASE DO, MY GAY LIL HEART LOVES WOMEN-

referring to this post

ask and ye shall receive... this is just clothes/hair/acccessories notes. sorry for the brainrot in some of these but.. twst women go brr. also in this by short skirt i mean like miniskirt length, and long is nearing knee length. medium would be a midpoint between the two

also any of yall are free to share your headcanons with me jddjfjdfj i have a thing for character design

riddle: Listen i hate when people draw her with twintails. big pet peeve of mine its not riddle at all. shed have one of these really fancy braided buns, because she wants to look proper -- and for the same reason, her skirt is a bit longer and she wears black tights (we are keeping the heeled shoes tho)

ace: hmm not much should change i dont think? i imagine her looking sort of tomboyish. hair like male ace but maybe just a bit longer, maybe one or two red barettes because she still wants to be cute. short skirt and socks

deuce: "tomboy at heart but shes trying to be a proper lady" kind of look. had short hair in her delinquent days but shes growing it out so its juuust a little shorter than shoulder length. longer skirt but short socks. she rips all the tights she tries so she figured that would be easier

trey: god so shes the one i can never really figure out... i only ever see people drawing her w short hair but im not sure if i like it much the hairstyles they do are often just kinda ugly- i think that kinda works, though, maybe chin length hair for her. as long as her bangs are just a little different from her male counterpart. medium length skirt and under the knee socks.

cater: same hairstyle with the bangs pulled back i think but long hair.. though short would look good on her too! shed be very cute. maybe ties her jacket around her waist and shes definitely a short skirt gal. has painted nails and nice makeup on and her socks are thigh highs or the loose ones.

rest under the cut bc this is mad long-

leona: hnngghh hot lion lady i cant decide if i like her more with short hair or long hair... i can go either way i think. short skirt and she still wears those wack ass sandals. this goes without saying but she has male leonas undone buttons too

ruggie: certified tomboy. same hair as male ruggie pretty much, same rolled up sleeves. she wears a skirt bc its part of the uniform id imagine but if they had like, a shorts option shed take it. shed be a shorts kind of gal. really short socks

jack: shoulder length hair, still fluffy and kinda spiky! maybe up in a sporty ponytail or something. shes still Very buff (read this in a simp voice) and would probably wear pants if they had the option in the uniform. if they dont have that then just... medium skirt i think, but she probably wears some kind of shorts underneath it. short socks and her jacket is tied around her waist more often than not

azul: GOD do i have thoughts about her. i also have a pet peeve regarding her hair i think fem azul would 100% be the type to have long hair instead of just keeping male azuls cut... its chest length and wavy and she keeps most of it pushed over one shoulder. medium skirt, she cares about being proper but still wants to look cute, probably would wear black tights but boy do i wanna see her in thigh highs

jade: hair is a very neat bob, i think! not that much different from her male counterpart, she still keeps the classiness. Obvious tights wearer and any skirt length would work with her, i think. though i cant see her in a very short one because she does care about being proper

floyd: also bobbed hair, except its a huge mess and she would probably pull it into a ponytail whenever shes able to.... short skirt and socks, some undone buttons. rolled up sleeves more often than not.

kalim: hghghghhg i can never decide on what hair id go with for her ~_~ in the end i think long and fluffy would be the most fitting, its about chest length and she does a variety of different styles, sometimes twintails, sometimes ponytails, sometimes she just leaves it the way it is! short skirt and socks, probably even more accessories than her male counterpart + painted nails (that jamil painted for her)

jamil: oh i can only see her being very similar to male jamil. same hairstyle pretty much though i think shed be heavier with the makeup, like her eyeshadow would be a bit darker? keeps the hoodie, medium shirt and short socks just below the knee. she probably looks scarier than her regular counterpart

vil: so we officially are in “similar to their counterpart” territory... i dont think fem vil could even be very different tbh, what sets her apart is that she has actually long hair- maybe past chest length even but she keeps that variety between having her hair up and down that vil has. either medium or long skirts bc she wants to keep it classy, obvious tights wearer. she has acrylic nails she changes every now and then and theyre Sharp. makeup on point always including this really intense red lipstick

rook: continuing our travel through similar territory... same hair, same weird ass hat, very similar in general. i just feel like shed be vaguely masculine too? but not in that “rough” way, or at least thats not how she looks like usually. medium skirt and she keeps the boots so you dont see her socks really. another one that would very much prefer to wear pants. sometimes she has red lipstick on because vil does her makeup every now and then

epel: a tough one tbh! i think she could either have the same haircut as epel, or slightly longer but she keeps it in a slightly messy ponytail. medium skirt, wishes so much they had a pants option. socks are hidden by the boots. shes very cute

idia: HRHRGFHRHHG *TRIES CONTAINING MY BRAINROT* SHE HAS SHORT HAIR AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL!!!!! keeps the jacket with short skirt and thigh highs. Does not think shes cute enough to wear a short skirt with thigh highs but all her waifus wear them so she has to. God i love my gamer gilfriend

ortho is just ortho but with little fire pigtails i care her

malleus: hnngh hot fae lady out with the mullet first of all it wouldnt fit her regal energy. she does have very long hair though, like way past chest length, and it does that thing thats like... when some parts are tied at the back and kept together with some sort of pin? That. long skirt and tights, high heels even though she doesnt need them, painted nails and dark eyeshadow. Queen

lilia: ...both lilias look the same and you cant convince me otherwise. if she wears a skirt its very short though and it has something underneath for volume so it looks ruffled and cute. would wear thigh highs too but not always

silver: either short hair or an updo of some kind... im thinking milk braids (different from riddles, you can see the bun in her hair but for silver its just the braids) to keep that royal ish energy. also decently proper, long skirt and alternates between tights and below the knee socks

sebek: i can only visualize her with long hair for some reason. its still very spiky and parted the same way her male counterpart does it, uniform absolutely on point and also mimicking malleus a little with the skirt and tights

[yeehawfolk]

Hi! I think yr totally right about Felix's teeth probably not being great and how he and the rest of the crew should have more scars! Do u have any other lil appearance HCs for him/the whole gang? (:

OK! SO! I have a Lot of HCs about the crew, appearance-wise, anyway. Don't get me wrong, I love their canon designs, but I feel like they didn't utilize "Halcyon is fucked" enough with your companions? If that makes sense. I'm going to break this up character by character, so it'll be an easier read!

Also, I'm gonna put a TW on this for slight self harm on this?? It's not emotionally motivated at all, it's like when you'd compete to see who can get the gnarliest eraser burn in middle school, but nevertheless, I want to warn y'all ahead of time, it's on Ellie's part.

Parvati:

-Honestly, her eyes are gorgeous. They're brown, but an amber kind of brown, and very bright.

-I personally HC that Parvati chews her nails when she's nervous, so they're always nubs and usually pretty dirty, bc Mechanic and all.

-Her hands have faint scars from nicks and burns from working on machinery. The skin on her hands doesn't scar easily, but she still has a few gnarly scars from particularly bad burns or cuts that she wasn't able to take proper care of.

-Constantly has bruises of unknown origin on her arms and legs. She bruises very easy, and always has, which is kind of precarious when you're a mechanic.

-This might already be canon and I just haven't noticed bc I'm using the Switch version, but I HC Parv has some freckles sprinkled around her face. Not a lot by any means, but I HC she gets frequent sun when she's working on certain parts of the town, and freckles are a bi-product of that.

-She has a couple small scars on her face; one just below her eye on her cheek, and another on her chin. I like to think she fell on her chin, and the other was from her first project that blew up in her face, literally.

-Her skin is just a bit ashy because she hasn't had access to a lot of good lotions over the years.

-Despite taking a shower every morning, she accumulates grease smudges and dirt from her plants on herself very easily. She cleans up for her and Junlei's dates, but for casual visits both don't really bother. Sometimes they make a game of smudging each other with grease while they work and by the time they're finished their faces look like they were going for war paint.

-I like to think Parvati and Junlei eventually wear rings with each other (like, years down the line) and when Parvati gets deep in thought, she rests it against her lips. Junlei does something similar by turning her ring on her finger.

-Parv has ok teeth, not like great, but she takes pretty good care of them, even if sometimes she has to forgo it for a day or few while out with the Captain.

-When she's in Edgewater, she's always skinny, and if you squinted you probably could pick out a rib or so. But after she moves in with The Captain, she gains weight, and finally has the little pooch of fat that you're supposed to have around the middle. Ellie helps her keep up with nutritional needs (what you can get in Halcyon, anyway) and gets very proud when she makes her goals.

Felix:

-This boy has horrible teeth. His sweet tooth + being an orphan in the Back Bays didn't leave much time for proper teeth cleaning. He probably never really had enough bits to get toothpaste with, either.

-Oh, boy. He has scars galore. Some are from scuffles (he has some on his back from when he was a kid and used to get in trouble for stealing) but a lot are also from getting burned by pipes, or jagged metal. A fair few are from him doing dumbass things in his teenage years ("I wonder what would happen if I heat up these rounds of light ammo with a flamethrower??") because you can't tell me this boy didn't do dumb things like every teenage boy did but with more disasterous results bc SciFi.

-His nose has been broken quite a few times, so it's crooked in a couple spots.

-Can frequently be found with bloody knuckles just because he forgets that punching someone with a mask over their face really isn't the best idea. This eventually culminates into him making the "Millstone Drop-Kick!" his go-to move.

-This isn't exactly appearance related, but I HC Felix has a fucked back from his life of hauling heavy boxes. It doesn't help that he drop kicks literally everything that moves tho.

-Probably has chronic pain in his hands from his hands getting crushed by boxes at some point or another. Several of his fingers are crooked from being broken and improperly set. His bones probably aren't the best bc of poor nutrition growing up, either, so they're a little easier to break.

-Just. Me thinking about Felix in his 40s, or even early 30s: Honey, you have a big storm coming.

-This is also a little random, but I like to think that it takes a long time for Felix to grow any kind of facial hair (he has chronic babyface) so he's super proud of his scruff.

-Max: That's peach fuzz. If that.

-Felix: Leave me alone you big hairy bastard, just bc you have to shave like every other day to keep a clean face doesn't mean all men do!!

-(He's just a bit sensitive about his facial hair)

-(He one day dreams of growing a glorious beard like Sanjar's, but it would take him like 50 years)

-(Shut up Max one day he'll have an amazing handlebar mustache and you won't be laughing then)

-I have no idea if piercings or tattoos are a Thing in Halcyon (probs not, honestly, but I can dream) but if they are, he tried to pierce his ears by himself once, they got infected, and he got really sad when he had to let them close. The marks are still there but the holes have closed by now.

-ELLIE PIERCES HIS EAR AND HELPS HIM KEEP IT CLEAN

-Felix is strong, but he's skinny and gangly as all hell and it's hard as fuck to get him to gain any weight, mostly because he still has his habit of eating only what he needs and stashing the rest. It takes him a while with the crew to get over that, and when he does, he gains a healthy amount of weight around his middle. Ellie teases him a bit, but is 1,000x happier that he's no longer damn near a walking skeleton.

-Listen. Ellie and Felix are bros I don't make the rules. She denies it but she would kill for Felix.

-Usually has slight dark circles under his eyes, because he has nightmares sometimes and can't sleep.

-His eyes are really, really pretty. Like. Super fucking pretty. He has long lashes and they sparkle when he smiles. His eyes are hazel like Max's, but more on the brown side, with streaks of green radiating out from the pupil.

-Speaking of smiles. He has the goofiest and sweetest grins around. A little self-conscious about his teeth, but honestly that doesn't stop him from laughing and smiling with everyone. He has a couple broken teeth, but honestly it just makes his grin a lil lopsided and cute.

-He gets the Worst bed-head. It stands almost straight up in every direction, but it's really easy to tame. Mostly because he just runs his hands through it and calls it a day.

-He found Max's hair gel once and went Ham. He used the whole can sticking his hair up into a mohawk, and proceeded to parade around for Ellie and Parvati. Then bolt to his room and lock the door when Max shouted his name from the bathroom. Max's hair was out of whack for like. A week. He kept blowing it out of his face and Felix and Ellie would giggle like madmen when he did.

-*BANGS FISTS ON TABLE* FELIX IS BABY! FELIX IS BABY!!

Max:

-My MANS

-Listen, I am extremely gay for Max. This needs to be known before I continue, because I have a metric fuckton of Max HCs.

-So, first off, Max takes VERY good care of his appearance. Like. Insanely good. His hair is always perfectly held back by a moderate amount of gel, his nails perfectly trimmed and cleaned. He keeps a clean-shaven face.

-But don't let that fool you, Max can and will get down and dirty when need be, he just doesn't care to stay like that.

-Quite a few scars from his prison and Tossball years. But because of the clothes he wears you wouldn't be able to see them easily. Mostly on his back/sides, though he has a couple on his torso and legs.

-The Captain calls him Bigfoot because his grows hair really fast and his arms and chest have some pretty thick hair. Max is very confused, because he personally doesn't think his feet are that big.

-Not an appearance HC per se, but he smells like soap, aftershave, and books.

-When he doesn't gel his hair, it falls in his face constantly, and it annoys the fuck out of him.

-Fuckin ripped bro. Just. What the fuck. Why is a priest this fuckin shredded. Why make my gay little heart ache more than it already does, Obsidian??

-Despite his arm muscles being like. Huge, he still has a healthy layer of fat over his middle, mostly because being an OSI Priest, he got a little bit better nutrition VS. literally all of Halcyon.

-When his knee gets Bad (like hiking through Monarch with the Captain) he has a slight limp? Barely noticeable, but you can tell he's not putting weight on it. I HC its an old Tossball injury (that might be canon, I haven't played in forever).

-Its hard to tell in the different lights of the game whether his hair is Black or Silver, and I like to think he's greying, but not fully grey yet. He can have a little hair color, still. As a treat.

-Fuckin no lashes to speak of. None at all. Baldy eyes. Its the only part of him that doesn't have really thick hair and ngl he is very salty about it. Tho his actual eyes are very pretty; they're hazel with a lot of green. He has a darker ring on the outside and flecks of brown in them.

-Has very good teeth, whiter than most of Halcyon's because of the OSI providing for him.

-Broke his nose once during Tossball, though he was able to get it set alright. Slight crook in the bridge of his nose.

-He has a lot of those moles from his face scattered around. Particularly his shoulders and back.

-Also have you seen his fuckin canon thighs??? Bro. They could crush a watermelon. Once again, I must say, what the fuck, why is this priest so fuckin shredded.

-Actually takes his physical health very seriously, so I like to think he's in great shape for his age. Seeing him in some of the canon outfits though makes me more inclined to think that's canon.

-Sorry, I have thought about this A Lot, and the gay jumps out of me sometimes.

-A fair amount of scars on his arms. Not as many as Nyoka, but a little bit more than Parvati.

-Has calloused hands, but they've softened over his years as a priest.

Ellie:

-Now I feel like Ellie wouldn't have many scars that she didn't let scar up on purpose to give her an edge. They're essentially superficial; they look cool but didn't do any real damage.

-Also, her skin is very pale, so she doesn't scar easily anyway.

-Though she does have some, and they're more recent. A couple of gashes on her arms, and a bullet wound in her side. She's proud of them.

-The dark circles under her eyes are because she likes to stay up late at night. Sometimes she contemplates her life, but she doesn't like it, and usually doesn't bother too much.

-Her lashes are very thick and full, and they compliment her eyes very well. Her eyes aren't exactly ice blue, they're a bit darker, and have real pretty lighter streaks in them.

-Yes, her lips are naturally that color. Good for picking up women, bad for looking intimidating to marauders.

-Really soft skin, she's always had access to good lotion. After she leaves Byzantium, she purposely looks a bit more grimy than she did then, which is easy to do because of her skin tone.

-Has a few moles and freckles, but not many, mostly on her shoulders and back. She was inside a lot prior to her leaving Byzantium.

-Her hair doesn't really sit down when she sleeps, but it does lose some poofiness, so she has to meticulously push it up in the mornings.

-Not quite an appearance HC, but I feel like when she gets comfortable with ADA, she gives her compliments. Stuff like "Your screen is very bright today, ADA!" ADA does the same thing. "And your hair is looking very bright as always, Dr. Fenhill."

-Muscular, but lean, and puts on weight a little easier than others, so she wouldn't look like she could kick your ass without her pirate get-up, but she could 100%, no holds barred kick your ass.

-Very good teeth. Despite wanting to look like a gnarly pirate she takes dental care very seriously. Tho she thinks about getting punched in the mouth occasionally so she could like break off a piece of her tooth. Not the whole thing, just enough to make her look tough.

-Idc if piercings and tattoos aren't a Thing in Halcyon, Ellie has pierced ears. Three in each ear, and I like to think an eyebrow and maybe nose ring. She doesn't wear them when she's in Dangerous Situations because she firsthand had to fix ears that had their earrings ripped out during rich catfights that she does NOT want that to happen to her.

-She also has tattoos covering most of her back, and some of her upper arms. She got them "illegally" (meaning it's illegal to The Board, but the Groundbreaker doesn't really give a shit) on The Groundbreaker and she's proud as fuck of them.

-I have Feelings about the missed opportunities for illegal tattoo/piercing parlors. Like I know there's not a lot of self-expression to be had and no Art aside from fonts, but c'mon. Humans have drawn on their skin since the beginning all around the world and we WOULD find ways to do it again, even if it's needle-poke tattoos.

-Anyway, back to Ellie.

-You ever hear of a "lighter tattoo"? Basically, you heat up a lighter and then stamp the hot metal into your skin and it makes a mark in the shape of the lighter head. If you get it hot enough and hold it long enough it can scar. They have a similar thing in Halcyon with Plasma Cutters. Instead of Stab, you heat it up, turn it off, and press the blade to your skin and it pretty much scars within a couple seconds.

-Ellie 100% did a few of those when she was in Byzantium as like the "hahaha edgy" thing that teenagers do.

-Like I know technically kids aren't around but... bruh... you can't tell me that teenagers in a SciFi setting wouldn't do dumb ass shit like that.

-Ellie is honestly the baddest bitch and I love her, ok, she just reminds me so much of of those high school delinquent tropes in 90s movies

Nyoka:

-SO I HAVE SOME FEELINGS ABOUT NYOKA'S CANON DESIGN... IN THAT SHE'S ESSENTIALLY A MONSTER HUNTER BUT SHE HAS NO SCARS!

-Listen, ok, she would 100% have a lot of scars from her life on Monarch. I share some HCs with @nyokaacore in that she has three scars over one of her eyes, and a few others around her face, like on her lips.

-The bulk of her scars are on her arms and body, though, as she usually is able to get the Canid or Rapt off before they get to her face.

-I like to think the scars on her eye are from Freida, the first Rapt she ever killed that's taxidermied on her wall.

-But she has a lot of scars from Raptidon claws and Canid mouthplates, sprinkled with some Manti burns and burns from Rapt spit.

-She also has her fair share of bullet scars on her, and definitely has some patches of skin discoloration from incidents regarding the sulphur pools. Chemical burns are a bitch.

-She's tall, and not exactly curvy? But broad. Big shoulders, wide hips, sturdy legs. Looks like she could kill you, could actually kill you alignment.

-The sand and sulphur in the air plays Hell on her skin, so she's got some old acne scars and places that scarred up into moles on her face. Has an issue with dry skin.

-Her skin is also pretty oily, and she washes it when she can, but water is usually better spent being drunk than washed with. However, she does carry a spare bottle of non-drinkable water to wash Rapt acid off in emergencies, so sometimes she'll pull from that to wash her face with.

-Big hands, calloused, pretty scarred up from her time on Monarch.

-I also like to think that she can tell you stories about most of the scars she has, lmao.

-Her nose, like Felix's, has been broken quite a few times and is pretty crooked.

-Most often, you see Nyoka with a slight sunburn on her face. It's hard to see, but her cheeks are usually warm to the touch.

-Her teeth aren't the best, but she does take as much care of them as she can out on Monarch. Still pretty yellow with some cavities, but not as bad at Felix's.

-Honestly the dark circles around her eyes are usually because she doesn't sleep a lot. She has dreams about CHARON, and that's not her favorite thing to do.

-At a pretty healthy weight for Halcyon, and ofc, has muscles as big as your head.

-Surprisingly soft hands, though.

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Hiii could I please get bnha & haikyuu matchup? Preferably with males pls. My pronouns are she/her. I am 5’4, an ambivert and a Latina. My enneagram is type 4. I have pale skin, mid-length brown wavy hair with bangs, and hazel eyes. I am described as someone who comes off as cold or aloof when I’m around people I don’t know. After getting to know me, I am the complete opposite. I’m just a bit shy at first lol. My friends have told me that I give good advice but like to joke about my stubbornness. I like to make people laugh and try to make the best of any situation. However I have a hard time expressing my emotions. I’m also described as easy going and fun to be around. I also love animals especially dogs.

I am a hip hop dancer and love to perform. Dance to me is very freeing and I'm usually dancing anywhere anytime haha. I choreograph a lot as well. I also enjoy reading could vary from manga to non-fiction. I love music especially hip hop, rap, & reggaeton. I also love to write music/poetry. At one point I was composing 2-3 songs a day but lately I've lost my creative streak. I never show anybody though since I’m really shy about it. I'd love to one day tho! I can be playful and love to tease my friends. I also really like to eat and travel. I am a bit of a homebody but I enjoy hiking because of the exercise. I really enjoy having deep conversations. I can’t stand people who bully others and people who are fake. I like to be honest and helpful in any way I can. My style is usually anything comfy/casual and I don’t really like wearing skirts or dresses. I speak English and Spanish (learning Japanese & Portuguese). I would love to learn ASL and Hawaiian one day as well. I enjoy watching crime investigations, probably one of my favorite things to watch.

I don’t really any fears, just not being able to accomplish my goals/dreams. I tend to daydream a lot and I’m also a big procrastinator 😭. I'm usually in my head a lot which tires me a bit. Alone time for me is definitely important. I would say my love languages are words of affirmation and physical touch. I’m usually really cold towards the person I like lol. Only because I test the waters to see if I should spend time and energy on them. I tend to be a bit jealous/possessive, not in an unhealthy way though. Just wouldn’t match with someone who is very flirty with other people lol. What I look for in a partner is someone that is selfless, mature and has depth to them. Also if they are really accepting because I’ve never had that growing up. I'm a bit touch starved lol. Thank you so much 💖💗💕

tl;dr Hinata Shoyo thinks your really cool and supports your goals/you in general fully. Tamaki Amajiki thought you were scary at first, but once you warmed up to each other he ally admires you, and thinks your cute.

Hope this is alright, still new to the whole matchup thing:

Haikyū!!:

I give you…One Shoyo Hinata

He may not always be the most mature person, even in the Haikyū timeskip, but he makes up for it in other ways.

You would probably meet after his first year, probably sometime between end of his second-timeskip around 2018.

Really depends on where you are, I won’t go to into detail seeing as some people might not want spoilers, I will put any spoilers down below the cut at the end of this.

If it’s during high school still, you might be a new manager for Karasuno, or even the manager of another team they are having a practice match with.

Just some things…:

> would love that you can speak multiple languages, he thinks it’s so cool that you can communicate to all kinds of people, and he’d probably ask you to teach him a little bit as well

> he probably wouldn’t care if you were ever distant/cold, he understands that it takes time for people to warm up to each other, (Kageyama, Kenma even, good examples there)

> if you told him/he saw/you showed him your dancing, he would probably be open jawed thinking stuff like “that- is so freaking cool!!!” yeah- mental exclamation marks.

> if you showed him how to do a couple moves? amazing, he’s gonna brag and go show his teammates tomorrow at practice what he learned how to do

> sometimes he can be a bit energy draining, but if you tell him you need alone time? he understands completely and will give you your time (might be a bit impatient in waiting for you to send him a message saying hi but he respects that all fully.)

> this dude would be so freaking supportive of you- I will go more on this below the cut for manga spoilers- but he’d just think your one of the coolest people ever

> if you do warm up to him, and decide “this is alright” he’d smile so big and just- hug you so tightly because he’s so happy you feel comfortable around him

> being the kind of person he is, he totally understands you wanting to pursue your dreams. he’d support you, your hobbies, all of it.

> if you told him about your song writing + that you’ve been a bit out of it in your writing he would beg you to let him read or hear some of your work (if you said no he’d understand but he’d still in his mind hope someday maybe you would), he’d ask if you wanted him to try and give you some inspiration, his first answer being “Volleyball!”

> he’s so freaking cuddly once he knows if your comfy with that, he’d hug you, hold you hand, all of that

> start of your relationship he’d definitely be blushy and a bit shy (girls though amiright?)

> he’d watch crime shows with you for sure, he might not share the same love for them, but he loves to cuddle up with you to watch them, he might play with your hair, he just likes to be near you to be honest

> he just thinks your freaking cool and really pretty

BNHA:

Ah hmmm…I give you one Tamaki Amajiki?

Its quite the flip around from Hinata but hear me out….

You are probably also a hero-in-training. You might training to be a more rescue based hero, knowing multiple languages you’d be good at containing a scary situation/containing the crowd. Good at calming people down to evacuate or get to safety..

When you meet to be honest he thought you were scary, shivering in his shoes,

as he gets to know you though, whether it’s from observing you or because Mirio or Nejire have tagged you along with them so he had no choice really-

he finds your not all that scary! The other too can be exhausting so you might drift off towards him for a chiller vibe…

Just some things:

> you’d probably bond over food a bit, and both having the want to stick up for others, (or a dislike for meanies).

> it would take a while for you Both to warm up to each other much/fully, but when you do its quite great

> A slower relationship for sure I think, even once your both more comfortable with each other, not a whole lot of affection at first though

> if you first initiated any affection (verbal or physical), he’d probably be a blushing mess, don’t worry though, he finds it easier to show not tell, so once you’ve talked about it to each other and he’s gotten reassurance from his friends, he’d probably be much more affectionate

> probably lots of comforting, cuddles, not a lot of public affection- he’d rather keep it behind closed doors. when your alone he loves to hold you hand or just pat your head, mostly small things but baby steps matter

> if you tell/show him your dancing he might be intimidate, he’d think it’s cool but he’d definitely have a little bit of a mindset about you like he does with Mirio, he loves and supports your dancing fully though

> same with your writing- if you showed him he would probably think “oh well now i have to add to my list of reasons my s/o is amazing.”

> food dates + movies/tv shows probably, he’d watch crime shows with you, he thinks they are interesting, he mostly loves the look on your face when your doing/watching something you love

> definitely lots of comforting him when he’s anxious

> he likes it when you speak in languages he doesn’t speak, he also likes to try and mentally guess what he thinks your saying

> you both need your alone time, so he gets that and respects your space, he hopes you’ll do the same

> he really understands your want to fulfill your dreams and goals, and he really admires you and thinks your really cute.

this was a little rushed and I probably could have found better characters-

hope this is alright if you want a re-match I can do that for sure <3

timeskip!hinata/manga spoilers below the cut

if you meet after high school:

> you both can speak similar language! (assuming that in this made up universe you have already learned how to speak the rest on your list..)

> imagine that cuddly hinata- but better. it’s the timeskip beef all the characters got like—

> if you met/were together when he was doing beach training, he would definitely try and teach you a bit of beach volleyball/indoors as well.

>when he goes back to japan and joins msby? you probably moved over there with him, if not you can probably make a long distance relationship work just fine

> he would brag to his new teammates so freaking much about you too, especially about your dance skills and how many languages you speak

> he’s just really proud of you tbh

> he understands your want to succeed/ achieve your dreams/goals, I mean he moved to freaking Brazil to help him achieve his, so i think he definitely relates

[ryuijsakamoto]

I just would like to take a moment to talk about my fave headcanons i have for all the characters

Akira:

he is the most OVER DRAMATIC bitch on this earth

he definitely did theatre at some point in his life

after his arrest he sometimes gets really nervous and has trouble conveying his words. he stumbles over them and cant convey his point well

ann and haru like to braid his hair sometimes

when he was younger he faked not being able to see so he could get glasses, it didnt work tho

so hence now he wears fashion glasses

he had braces in middle school

there is One(1) picture of middle school akira. One

he 1000000000% believes in ghosts and has since he was a child

aliens though? not real.

takes lots of selfies when he moves back and sends them to his friends often

biggest flirt but if u flirt back with him he. Dies cannot talk his face is fully red and hes hiding behind his hands

takes every opportunity to visit his friends 

claims hes not a sap but futuba swears she saw him crying over a handwritten thank you card from ‘’that one arcade kid names the kind or smth’’

Ryuji:

when he was a kid he has a fluffy mess of hair similar to akiras and it was the cutest thing ever

he needs reading glasses but no one knows because hes embarrassed by them

he likes to doodle on papers, hes not an artist but he likes to make dorky quick drawings in the corner of his paper

he has trouble focuing sometimes and likes to tap his foot silently or draw lines on paper to help him focus

calls yusuke and akira pretty boy by habit, it started as teasing but then it just became a Habit

he keeps every gift his friends give him and therye very dear to him

he has akira help him dye his hair

when one of his friends is gone / in danger he doesnt dye his hair again until he knows theyre safe

his mom sewed his purple jacket for him herself

he likes to cook and bake

he hold his bros..bro come cuddle me...he very affectionate with his friends and casually touches like hugs, hands over shoulders, etc.

sings to himself when hes alone

Ann:

she has a pretty popular instagram account

she has really bad handwriting

like ryuji, very affectionate 

she loves beanies and wears them especially in the snow

likes to make pointless arguments with ryuji sometimes, stuff like is water wet?

likes to curl her hair over breaks, thinks it looks cute

she loves to watch sappy romance and drama shows / movies

she stress eats

hates when people attack her friends on her instagram 

she has pet fish 

she picked up gardening from haru, its only a small plants and she forgets to water it sometimes but shes trying her best

Yusuke:

he is secretly a sucker for cutely decorated sweets

he had a small anime phase, not that he told madarame, but he has a box full of his old anime drawings and he will Never show them to anyone

he, like ryuji, sometimes drawes in the corners of his papers

unlike ryuji his are more detailed n not as dorky, its usually a detailed flower pattern or something of the sorts

he straightens and dyes his hair

his room? full of art pieces and posters u cannot see his original walls

he always has his phone on dnd and forgets to check it for days sometimes

he has 5 pairs of the same shirt, each one for a different occasions (they all look the same though...we dont ask why)

when he gets too worried over his art and stuff usually his friends will drag him out of his room and make him go eat with them

his friends pictures in his phones are hand-drawn little sketches he did

when hes concentrating really hard he puts his bangs into a ponytail so they dont fall in his face

so clumsy. he trips over everything

Makoto:

got through school before highschool without having to study

is not good with change

loves cute plushies and clothes

is Tired please give her a break

when Sae notices shes overexerting herself she makes sure to leave some of makotos favorite food and a small note for makoto on her bed

she just loves her sister very much

actually really likes spicy foods

u mention around her youre having trouble in school? not getting enough rest? forgot your lunch? Mom Mode Makoto activated

when shes alone she can curse up a storm

likes to play poker

is really good at talking to people and keeping up frienships

after highschool she is always busy u wanna hangout? she has 2 available days for the next 5 months

Futuba:

she has braces. she despises them

a very picky eater

sometimes she falls back into her old habits of hiding and isolating herself, when that happens shes learned to text someone and they sit outside her door and talk to her untill shes feeling better

cries easily, especially over characters and shows

has a phantom thieves fan account

when morgana and akira move away she gets a cat plushy because she misses her friends

shows everyone so many fun online things, discord? they have s discord gc because of her

akira has to remind her to drink water and fix her posture too much

wants to cosplay

shes really nervous for her first day of school but joker texts her all throughout the day even if he got in trouble for it

surprisingly a morning person

Haru:

she Runs on caffeine

likes to spoil her friends, yusuke spent all his money again? heres enough to get home and also buy a 3 course meal 

works at a plant shop even though she doesnt really need to because she loves being around plants

plays piano and cello

touch starved pls hug her PLEASE

likes to fish

cutest laugh please protect her

also dabbled in acting, though hers was more classical stuff like shakespear

she loves golf and swimming

knows how to fight and will do so if needed

she bullet journals

Akechi (in general + if he got to stay with the pt):

actually doesnt have a strong opinion on pancakes, just was really feeling like eating pancakes that day when he overheard morgana

he loves the praise he gets but the spotlight is exhausting

shido told him long hair didnt look good on him once so now he refuses to cut it out of spite

loves to watch gordan ramsey, thinks its hilarious

Bottles up his emotions like crazy

actually really caring towards his friends, always checking up on them and making sure theyre taking care of themselves

loves shit talking his dad, esp with ryuji haru and yusuke who join him and shit talk their own father figures

he wears colored contacts

writes poetry, no one knows this though

cannot back down from a bet, tell him that he wont eat that spoonful of wasabi? hes choking it down with tears but at least he proved you wrong

kinda very incredibly petty

a big fan of mythology, he looked into it after getting his loki persona

loves movie dates with the phantom theives

[crystaljins]

Popcorn

Characters: Hoseok x Reader

Word count: 3.1k

Synopsis:   You just want to watch a movie. Hoseok just wants you to rest. Secret agent!au.

Notes: Lovely @lilliaflurr​ requested Hoseok + Popcorn and I am SOFT for Hoseok cuddles. Like you know that video where Jungkook bangs his teeth on the mike and Hoseok gently cups his face? Or when Tae is sleeping and Hoseok gently kisses him? Yes, he would be good, good cuddler. But I also needed a bit of angst. Like salted caramel, it enhances the natural sweeetness.

Warnings: Mention of violence, surgery, being in hospital. OC is like blatantly checking Hoseok out THE ENTIRE TIME. It’s mostly just cuddling tho.

Hoseok is pretty even when he sleeps. He has long lashes that fan over sweet, rounded cheeks and lips that purse into a heart when he smiles. His hair is soft and falls into his face and his expression is so unguarded. You are surprised that he has  fallen asleep beside you in the bed but the warmth and safety of his body against yours is not unwelcome. It is a rare sight to see Hoseok doing something as vulnerable as sleeping next to another human. Although, you suppose that after so many years as partner, you are not just another human to him. Especially after what he has just endured for you. You frown as you examine his face with more scrutiny- a bruise sits ugly on his jawline and the corner of his lip is cut and swollen. 

Tentatively, you reach up to brush the errant strands of hair that fall into his face from his brow, exposing the smooth skin of his forehead. His lashes flutter at the ticklish sensation, and then soft but sleepy brown eyes peer at you curiously.

“You’re awake.” He says, and the words are so hushed they are almost whispered, like a secret that hovers between you. You don’t answer, instead choosing to trace your fingers wonderingly across the sharp edge of his jaw. How can he be so pretty? “You should be resting.”

He wraps long fingers around your wrist and gently tugs curious fingers from their journey across his face. You frown- you had wanted to memorise the planes of his face and the shape of his skin beneath your sensitive fingertips. You can’t chase away the feeling that it could all vanish at any moment if you don’t. 

“I’ve rested plenty already. I’m ready to face the world, go partying, celebrate my discharge and all that jazz.” You say dismissively trying time tug your hand free, but your arms are weak and floppy. In such a short amount of time you’ve lost so much strength to your body. Tomorrow, you will start physio sessions to rebuild your strength, but tonight Hoseok had insisted you remain at home following your discharge from hospital. He had promised a movie night to keep you entertained but you had been so sleepy on pain meds after he helped you hobble into the apartment that he had insisted you go to bed right away. You vaguely remember being sleepy and delirious as you tugged on the fabric of his shirt to keep him beside you as you slowly nodded off. Now that you are more awake, you do not feel ashamed of your actions. The bed is far too wide and cold without him there beside you.  He must have fallen asleep while keeping watch over you as he has taken to doing ever since you were hospitalised, but now you are both awake.

“Let’s watch a movie like you promised. We could go to the cinemas!” You cry excitedly. You shift and wince when you feel pain lance up your side. Hoseok’s eyes fly open and all traces of sleepiness leave his form. He shoots up into a sitting position and places a tender hand over where the bandages wrap firmly around your abdomen. 

“Does it hurt?” He demands and he sounds like he’s the one who is hurt, rather than you. Alarmed by the reaction, you mutely shake your head.

“It was just uncomfortable when I moved.” You say. “I could feel the stitches pulling.”

Hoseok pulls an interesting face as he lowers himself back down so the he is once again lying beside you. He rolls himself onto his side so that he is staring at you. The expression vanishes as he smiles gently at you but the memory of it lingers. It is the same expression he had pulled when you collapsed after being stabbed. Like the world is crumbling around him and he’s only barely managing to hold it together. The thought that he is clearly agonised by what happened has you reaching out to wrap your fingers around his in what you hope is a comforting gesture. He stares at your interlaced hands for a long moment before raising his eyes back up to meet yours.

“What if, instead of a movie, you took more of your pain meds and rested just a little longer?” He suggests hopefully. You shoot him a look that you hope portrays your distaste for the idea. You literally cannot sleep a moment longer- you were in hospital for an entire week and spent most of it drowsy and knocked out on very strong pain meds. 

“Hoseok.” You say sternly, and he offers you a sheepish smile. 

“It was worth a shot. Fine, we’ll watch the movie. But we’ll watch it here- I’m not wheeling your crippled ass all the way to the actual cinemas.” He says, getting up and stretching with a yawn. The movement causes the loose fitted jumper he wears to rise up, exposing the bruises that are scattered across his abdomen. You stare at them forlornly- he had not escaped this incident unscathed either. You remember how desperately he had fought to get the two of you out of that warehouse but in the end it had not been enough. He was sorely outnumbered and hadn’t seen the man coming at him with knife in time. You had though, and your body had moved of it’s own accord. The last thing you recall is Hoseok cradling you as you lost consciousness. You don’t know how he got the two of you out alive after that and you’re not sure you want to know. 

His hand catches yours before you can brush your fingers along the ugly bruise on his waist. You hadn’t even realised you were reaching for it. 

“Now, now,” he says gently. “You aren’t worrying about me, are you?”

He raises your hand and presses a fond kiss into the palm of your hand. Your face flushes hot- the press of his lips is lovingly gentle.

“N-no.” You stammer quickly, flustered by the intimate gesture. He smiles against your palm and leans in close. “I just thought your skin looked really smooth.”

“Good. Cause I’d have to direct your attention to this general area if you were.” He says, gesturing to your heavily bandaged midsection. He reaches out to smooth errant hairs out of your face and you find yourself struggling to breathe for reasons other than the knife wound in your abdomen. “Come on. Let’s go to the living room.” He says. He steps in so close that the tail end of his breath rushes over the sensitive skin of your neck and then hooks an arm beneath your knees and one behind your back.

“Wait, Hoseok,” you protest when you realise his intention to lift you up, bridal style. “I’m too heavy-”

“Hush!” He sucks air between his teeth to shush you. He offers you a sharp, stern look before tucking you in close to your body so that your ear presses against his chest. The proximity is enough to shush you as he attempts to lift you. You can hear the steady and comforting thump of his heart against your cheek. Hoseok groans in exertion before realising that you are correct. He cannot carry your dead weight. He smiles awkwardly. 

“I told you so.” You huff.

“I’ve been too busy looking after you to hit the gym.” He counters. “Wait here. I’ll get your wheelchair.” He stumbles off quickly and leaves you to huff after him in annoyance. It also gives you a moment to process. He has always been affectionate but there is something intimate and tender about the way he is handling you right now. Like you’re precious and breakable. It feels like he’s holding his breath every time he reaches out to touch you and it’s doing strange things to your insides. Which is saying a lot considering you are still recovering from major abdominal surgery where they literally did strange things to your insides.

You suppose you can’t blame him, after what the two of you had just endured. You’ve never been through an ordeal quite like this one, even though you are his partner. You’ve been his eyes and ears out on the field for a long time, helping him complete missions through his comms device while you remain safely at headquarters, watching him through a monitor.

Despite your partnership with Hoseok, one of the top agents in the company, you’re not a field agent by any means. But you are one of the top agents when it comes to breaking past cyber security walls. And that had been your job for a newly formed crime syndicate with big plans to hurt a lot of people. However, despite your skill, it had become clear that the only way you were breaking past your next target’s firewall was by physically hacking their main computer. Hoseok had been vehemently opposed to the idea. And with good reason too- although you are subject to the same fitness evaluations and health checks that field agents are, you are not trained to be out in the field. Still, people were in danger and access was needed to that computer and so the higher ups had decided that you would have to go in. Hoseok would accompany you and you had tried to reassure him that it was just like the missions where he had to escort foreign diplomats through highly hostile territories. He had rather angrily pointed out that this was in no way similar. 

And, just as Hoseok predicted, the mission had gone south very quickly and the two of you had been separated. You’d woken up bound with zip ties in a warehouse- the plan by the people holding you had been to interrogate you and maybe forcefully recruit you to their side.

It had only taken Hoseok a few hours to find you and raise hell in that warehouse, but it still hadn’t been enough. You were hospitalised for a week and you still don’t know what happened for Hoseok to find you and rescue you or what happened in the time between when you were stabbed and when you woke up after the first surgery. You can’t imagine the things Hoseok must have seen and done, all by himself, without the support of his partner. Your heart aches. You didn’t mean to leave him alone to face all that, but the two of you had been backed into a corner. And now this is the pathetic state you are in.

Hoseok returns, carefully guiding the wheelchair into your bedroom. You could probably walk the short distance through your hallway to the living room where the TV is, but it had been no easy feat to get you into bed in the first place. You wait anxiously as Hoseok slowly approaches. He crouches by the bedside, with his front facing your profile. He slides a hand across your back as he supports your weight. It is frustratingly difficult to get yourself into a sitting position. But it is nothing compared to the explosion of pain when you attempt to stand, even with Hoseok’s assistance. You wince and bite bck a noise when you feel your sutures pull. Tears fill your eyes quickly and Hoseok is watching you so carefully there is no way he misses it. You’re so pathetic. The only reason you’re in this state is because you’re so incapable- if you were a field agent like Hoseok, you would have been able to support him, instead of getting stabbed and leaving him to fend for himself.

“Perhaps we should take a break. Or I can get you more painkillers-“ he says quickly. 

“I don’t want more painkillers.” You say and no one is more surprised than you at the way your voice wobbles and tears spill down your cheeks. “They make me sleepy and I’m sick of sleeping.” You inhale slowly, trying to stave off a sob. “I’m sorry. I’m not even sure why I’m crying-“

Hoseok interrupts your sentence by reaching out to catch a tear that slides down your cheek with the pad of his thumb. His expression is careful, like he’s holding back something, and he tilts your face towards him with a hand on your jaw. 

“It’s ok.” He reassures you. “You’re high on pain meds and you’ve just endured a highly stressful ordeal. Anyone would cry.”

“You went through it too, and you’re not crying.” You say and he offers you a tight smile.

“Trust me, (Y/N).” He says, and for the first time, you hear the brokenness he’s trying to hold off on your behalf leech into his voice. “I want to be crying. Now, do you want more pain meds, or do you want to watch the movie?”

His reassurance comforts you.

“I want to watch the movie.” You answer in a small voice. He smiles, pulling up the sleeves of his jumper to his hands to wipe away the last of your tears.

“Ok. How about we watch it in bed instead? I’ll go get my laptop and make some popcorn. We can watch 10 things I hate about you because I don’t know about you but I’m sick of action movies.” That makes you smile and his expression lights up with his success. “Atta girl.” He leans up and you freeze as he once more does something out of character- he presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. 

It’s not that you don’t like it. You do like it- you like him. It’s just that it’s confusing because you don’t know where it leaves the two of you. Is he being affectionate because he wants a romantic relationship with you? Is this just his normal self and you just feel more conscious of him than usual? Or did he notice your crush on him and feel obligated to act this way because you took a knife for him? 

A thumb pressing into your wrinkled brow startles you out of your thoughts. At his touch you release the tension you didn’t realise you had been holding in your face. 

“We don’t have to watch a romcom if you don’t want.” Hoseok teases lightly. “There’s no need to look like the world is ending.”

“It’s not that…” You say. “It’s just… you seem different, is all.”

“A bad different?” He asks sheepishly. He drops his hand and lets it rest on the bed sheet beside you. You stare at it, missing the warmth of his fingers on your skin. His fingers are almost as pretty as his relaxed face as he sleeps. 

“Not a bad different.” you admit quietly. “A confusing different. We weren’t like this before.” 

Hoseok doesn’t look at you as he reaches for your hands. He fidgets with your fingers and the sensation is unusual but pleasant. 

“Before I didn’t know what it was like to lose you.” He admits quietly. “I’ve held myself back for a long time. We had to maintain professionalism and all that stupid crap and I knew you liked me but I wasn’t brave enough to say anything. But then our bosses decided apparently your life means nothing to them and I lost you not once but three...” his voice cracks and he clears his throat. “Three times. When they first took you.” His hands tighten on your fingers. “When they stabbed you instead of me.” He inhales deeply and when he looks at you, you notice the way his eyes are red-rimmed and there are dark circles under his eyes but he’s still so pretty. “And when.... and when you had to go in again. After the first surgery. So now… screw bravery. I’m too scared not to do anything.” 

His vice grip on your hands is borderline painful. You twist your hands in his grip and his fingers go slack against yours. You take the opportunity to lace your fingers with his. You’ve always wondered what it would be like, to want to hold his hand and just grab it on a whim. It’s nice. To just have the urge and just follow it. To not have to stress about how he’ll interpret it or whether he’s annoyed by it. You wonder if he’ll let you kiss him.

“But Hoseok.” You call. He had dropped his gaze to your joined hands, but he meets your gaze once more. “I lived, bitch.” 

You expect him to smile. The universe had literally aligned to allow you to make that joke but he just frowns at you with a deadpan stare. You grimace. He sighs and shake his head. 

“I almost don’t want to say it now, but what I was going to finish by saying that I realised I can’t live without you.” He admits. But then he frowns. “Actually, you know what? I don’t mean it anymore. I take it back.”

“You can’t!” You complain. “No takesies backsies.”

Hoseok shakes his head and this time he can’t resist the smile that slides onto his face.

“Well then I guess you’ll have to learn to live with this ‘confusing different’, if I can’t take it back.” He says, smoothing his thumbs over the back of your hands and leaning forward to press a warm kiss to the curve of your cheek. “Now if you excuse me, I have some popcorn to make and a laptop to go find.”

He stands and grabs your wheelchair, preparing to move it out of the room. You stop him before he goes.

“Before you go,” You say nonchalantly, fidgeting with your bedspread idly. “You might as well kiss me properly, since you can’t live without me and all.”

He shakes his head as he turns around and plants a hand on either side of you. He leans in so close that all you have to do is purse your lips to meet his. Your lashes flutter as your eyelids close and you feel your breath catch in your throat in anticipation. And then Hoseok smiles and kisses the tip of your nose instead.

“Maybe when you’re not high on pain meds.” He tells you. “And you’re well enough to go to dinner with me without a wheelchair.”

“You could always hit the gym again and try carrying me. Then we could go out to dinner right now.” You point out, and he laughs.

“Not a chance.” He says, turning to leave you. You pause to admire the firm lines of his back as he leaves.

He’s pretty even when he leaves.

[sealionsam]

im really truly grateful for everyone who’s said such nice things about my art recently, cuz this gal has had a rollercoaster of a time on here, and a PRETTY bumpy start with digital art lol. so i wanna take a stroll down memory lane for a second!!

(also i was sorting old art on my laptop and saw these!! ha)

a bunch of old/new art under the cut for length reasons

(also like. this is 80% for me cuz it’s satisfying to see some improvement over time!!! 2018 seems so long ago but also like. no lmao)

sam and dean, april 2018 vs march 2020

i got so mad at this first one that i quit at the faces! 

also i was basically tracing the screencap i based this off of (which is actually a great way to get shapes down!! also blocking and proportions, but using that to go straight into lineart was Not The Best Look here)

but hey!! look at that improvement. an actual style. coloring inside/outside the lines on purpose! HA. 

while i definitely have more detailed stuff of sam and dean now, the pose struck out to me when i was going through  my old art today! so i had to compare lol

neeeext UP: patience

september 2018 vs march 2020

i used to just use a ton of color palettes because i didnt know how colors worked really... which was good practice for like, color tones and stuff, but i rly didnt know how colors worked very well until GENERALLY pretty recently!

this first patience im still content with, her likeness is there but there’s not much style, and i don’t really like the stiff lines anymore 

now this!! i tried a new coloring stule and i rly enjoyed it! i also know how to use colors better (maybe???) 

at some point i do wanna get back into doing some color palette things again tho! those were really fun

alex :0

september 2018 vs january 2020

i remember i DEFINITELY traced the one on the right, or tried to. and there look at me trying to blend colors on the left how cute....

these lil wayward drawings are probably some of my favorite!!! 

and look at the change, still using a color palette but i THINK i figured out how to use the color to my advantage for the emotion of the pic rather than just. slapping it on (which i sometimes still do lol)

sastiel!

november 2018 vs february 2020

baby’s first sastiel... me just picking out canon moments of them how cute!! also peak how i could not draw sam’s nose right at this point (or cas’ BUT SAM’S POINTY NOSE IS SO IMPORTANT!!!)

this hug.. is probably my favorite thing i’ve drawing recently. i just love them a lot!!!

posing has gotten a lot better . lines too obviously (also the kind of brush helps so so much) also i was gonna color this but i merged the lines with the background like a doofus :/

jack time baybey!

may 2018 vs march 2020

very very obviously tracing/basing off of a pic?? i think. anyways im filled with good emotions still looking at these cuz this was right when i got back into spn and first fell in love with this tiny nephilim CHILD but also. there is improvement to be had ..... (also used a color palette again here)

again with the halo motif. i’ve always loved a good halo motif. SO let’s get into it. the lines!! with the old one they’re very shaky (understandable. i was v new @ digital art) also extremely stiff. no room to breath

new art! while the lines i used could be considered similar (bold lines all the same color, not much pen pressure) things have changed!

i’ve been using brown for my lines recently, makes it look less harsh sometimies, also here i’ve figured out what works for me with where to put less lines, namely the hair! i got the shape, put down some bangs, but not everything is blocked off by a line between skin / hair

also just. another note. ive figured out how to find good highlights/shadows with colors recently and i just! theyre good and bright and im happy abt it (also light purple??? is a good skin shadow???? fun fact)

ok. that all got a bit lengthy but  this was very fun for me! if you made it this far I COMMEND YOU ALL THE LOVE FROM ME

[smutav]

Behind the scenes

Part ( 1 - 2 - 3 - here )

oh boy the characters!! Part 4!! the final one for the good at being bad collab assets We’re mostly going to focus on the building of the vagabond since with his hair he just has more bits to him ((if youve seen my character building streams this might be familiar))

so this is the buildup of the base sketches ((his face is still there the facepaint is on the overlay layer so it blocks it out mostly))

also here’s his shirt design w the original sketch without anything blocking it

there still tends to be slight differences when the build gets finished

granted I cant go in depth on all his bits since theres a lot

but since his bangs are chunky i had to build him an actual hairlins which is the first time i did this

((ignore that he got crooked I wound up playing while thinking of what i should focus on))

so normally i have hair layers on top of the base head but since its a tight bound ponytail I just have the back of the hair and then the green cuts out of the skull oh!! and its controlled by deformers

so the bottom moves where the hairline is and the top one can adjust the zone thats cut

now i’ve done a few jackets, mad kings whole upper body toppings are wild I dont even know if i fully get how it works anymore like here let me show you a spoiler of a thing im working on currently ((08/16/2020)) 

he going to be holding things this is VERY rough. so you see that arm?? thats half detached??

thats because of this motherfucker “oh tav why is it red?” well you see its disabled “well why would you do that is that the problem” oh ho ho,,,

if its on HE DONT HAVE AN UPPER ARM now why,,, why would that be?? well the collar cuts the sleeve right?? i guess?? i dont know why??

so this whole thing ((even tho most of it isnt visible)) is cutting the sleeve but verily!! we just need to make it so then it cuts from AFTER the collar is being cut

so thats the entire jacket,,, 

ah yes progress. honestly i’ll probably have some solution for this specific scenario and have this animation posted by the time this part comes out which is why i included the date.

so we’ve got a bunch of confusing cutters and such in the jackets and back to vagabond

his jacket is split left and right, the collar is a separate piece but they can both be effected by the same deformer ((which is something i learned from the fish

so the collar moves with the jacket woo!! an incredible win!!and if the top one stays straight normally it doesnt mess with lining up with the back collar too bad

this is our full lineup though

((yeah vagabonds posed from me playing shush)) now GAVINS arms i think are a bit long?? but its hard to tell because THE BOY DONT GOT LEGS

also i tried a similar collar trick, this cutter cuts the shirt but also can move the collar

with mixed results ((really i think if i add some deformers specifically for the tips of the collar but gavin will only deserve touch ups like this when he gets legs

also under the hood he has the same hairline cutter

and his bangs are in three parts for floof control also he’s the first character i rigged with an actual nose

and his shirt is very lumpy but its separate because its supposed to be tucked into his pants and those’ll be able to sit over. I set him up with like the intention of if need be i can give him legs

now Rimmy tim is very interesting since,,, ive rigged him before

there are some differences right off the back like colours and uh, fahc rimmy tims sunglasses are gradiented side to side?? I straight up forgot how to fix that and now i remember so maybe it’ll be added to the fix list

And tiny tim has the same style of jacket as mad king ((see that was a totally relevant tangent)) and big rims got the same style as vagabond

there used to be some fixes i needed to do with tiny tims hat but I actually went through a lot of my notes before moving because i had to start fresh with my stickies

the main issue is since tiny tim’s got just *the smallest* legs his boots cut into bending his leg too far and thats why im not sure i can use him as much its very limited mobility altho aesthetically those booooots *sob*

Thanks for reading this through though, its been fun to break down my processes and if you’d like to see more I could probably do breakdowns on some other projects/rigs in the future so let me know!!

now here’s the bonus i teased in the props part, originally i was intending to release this as a bonus context but i never got past the sketch stage

I had trouble figuring out a style for fahc since i hadnt drawn them much before so i doodled up a jeremy and rimmy tim filling the duffelbags im going to toss it under the cut because its slightly nsfw

yeah they got bags of dildos ((well over the legal limit)) it was needed for the plan of course this is a fahc heist after all

[dumbdancemomssideblog]

S1E1: The Competition Begins

okie dokie first ever episode of dance moms rewatch starts now :0 i actually remember watching this the very first time it aired on lifetime because i was channel surfing and saw a commercial for it earlier that day. that was the summer between 8th and 9th grade. ah memories... i didnt know what to expect because i did dance when i was a kid but not on a competition team and it was mostly ballet so i was pretty unfamiliar with this whole world. 

anyway lets begin. this is probably gonna be a longer post than what i’ll end up writing for the other episodes in season 1 bc the first episode introduces so much info, just a heads up

Act 1: (aside: yes its insufferable to divide this into “acts” when its really just like “segments separated by commercial breaks” but thats how they’re called in actual tv scripts so im just going with that cuz i cant think of a better/easier way uwu)

god this is so fucking early 2010s lmao

i miss these days where they were just talented nobodies from pittsburgh on a low budget reality tv show that nobody even knew would be successful. and the bad hair and makeup but idk if that was also just a 2011 thing lol

THE REAL HOUSEWIVES GREEN SCREEN INTROS IM DYING

the chalkboard !!!! they werent doing the pyramid on the mirror yet 

(apparently abby never did anything similar to the pyramid thing but the producers made her and it became a whole Thing on the show and thats why the moms were like wtf is this bullshit the first week)

mackenzie looks like a toddler. chloe is so tiny. theyre the 2 who changed the most physically over the course of the show

i remember watching this for the first time being used to ballet lyrical and jazz but never having done or really seen acro/gymnastics in dance choreo and being SO flabbergasted. i was thinking “a chin stand is not dancing what the actual hell” and yknow what? i was right

melissa: “my boyfriend knows how much i spend on dance because he signs the checks...............hermehhemrherrmehermh” (the most awkward laugh omg)

maddie is wearing a fucking bumpit in her hair i cannot

melissa deadass just said out loud “im here for my daughter im not here to make friends” ok everybody mark that one off on your catty women’s reality tv show bingo card!

camera man accidentally getting in the shot filming right in front of the huge wall-mirror.... what is this, amateur hour? i’ll let it slide since its the first day of filming rehearsal but step it up, boys

aw i forgot about maddie getting sick and crying :/ poor kid

melissa saying “i cant stand a chid that’s sick” sounds so edited like the intonation made it seem to me like they just cut her off mid-sentence i love lifetime

oh this was still when they were wearing normal stuff to class/rehearsal like black leotards bc they werent getting sent a trillion crazy 2-piece dancewear outfits for free yet bc they werent famous, man those were the days

Act 2:

[obligatory b-roll footage of downtown pittsburgh] 

the maddie chloe paige trio !!!! this is making me feel so nostalgic

“knees together, paige. you’re bow-legged, you need to fix that”

“you’re tall, you’re skinny, you’re a beautiful girl, you can do better than this. FOCUS” shes like 10 abby what the hell

“people think im tough and i guess i am but i would rather be the one to make your kid cry in the privacy of my studio than at an open-call audition in front of hundreds of people”

okay unpopular opinion alert: i agree with a lot of what abby says about stuff like this but her delivery is flawed, to but it euphemistically, that being said i think the production team of the show and the fame inflating her ego changed all of this somewhere over the course of the second season and its really sad to see :/ i can expand on that thought later tho

aw paige crying bc abby correcting her (but not saying anything personal or out of line, just technique corrections (at based on what we were shown, we dont know everything she said oop)) shes a sensitive kid she never should have been put on this show :( 

paige looks exactly like her mom i didnt realize that before

nia and holly were done so dirty throughout the whole series in terms of the narrative the producers set up about nia being the weakest link :/ 

Act 3:

cathy’s entire involvement in the show from the very beginning was so painfully obviously scripted (or at least heavily staged) 

vivi was also done dirty by the show’s narrative and she was only 6 and they presented her as like the butt of the joke bc her mom’s “character” was crazy and also she wasnt good at dance. i wonder how she feels about the show now that shes a teenager hmm. she really seemed not to give a fuck about dance for better or for worse when she was a kid tho so maybe she doesnt care ?

in what universe would an owner of another competitive dance studio bring her own kid to another studio more than an hour’s drive away, AND be under the impression that she could compete with them in a week, especially when they showed the kids’ and moms’ shocked reaction at the start of the episode to having to learn a dance in a week and compete it? like really what is the point of cathy and vivi being a part of this show im so ????

Act 4: 

THE MINISTER DAWN OUTBURST HOW DID I FORGET ABOUT THIS

this fight is about 50% of what got them a full season 1 and then things took off from there tbh. the other 50% was the electricity dance but thats a point for next episode..... :)

“you’re a minister act like one” “YOU’RE RIGHT I AM A MINISTER! LET’S PLAY THE BIBLE GAME ABBY, WHEN JESUS SAW THINGS THAT WERE WRONG HE WENT AFTER THEM, AND YOU’RE NOT GOING TO DO THIS TO MY KID” ma’am i think the wrongs jesus addressed were of slightly more importance than a preteen being told she cant take a dance class if shes violating the studio’s dress code

this is so good bc it wasnt staged afaik and there are regular students all throughout the building just STARING at them like lmao what even is going on, so im pretty sure this is real???

regardless, yeah dont wear socks and a tshirt to an acrobatics class, thats common fucking sense

another cameraman-in-mirror sighting, but its hard to think about angles when filming spontaneous drama like this, so i wont count it against them

“you called me fat” (i remember that being in the episode but thats not on the episode available through lifetime on demand that im watching from my moms tv hmmmmmm) “i told you to close and tuck in your two-piece costume, theres a big difference. HOW CAN YOU REMEMBER THAT BUT YOU CAN’T REMEMBER TO TURN YOUR FEET OUT” uh scream

she really called the police on this woman i cannot handle this. can you imagine being a police officer responding to this call? 

“we have a parent thats out of control. pardon? no shes doesnt have weapons, just her mouth” iconic

im sorry im still not over the hair and makeup. the flat hair with the side bangs. the black pencil eyeliner applied all the way around the eye. why did any of us think this was a look :( why did we do this :(

Act 5:

they went all the way to phoenix to compete 3 numbers, only 2 of which are shown in the episode.

i think this is the only time they ever went to west coast dance explosion because its an actual competition and they wouldnt allow filming after this lol i think they did go to wcde one weekend in addition to a competition where they were filming but it wasnt shown or mentioned at all

abby not wanting brooke and paige to have a french manicure on stage if theyre the only ones in the group with the french tips is perfectly valid idk why it was framed as some crazy micromanaging shit

i also am really not a fan of the whole “high functioning alcoholic wine mom/crazy stage mom” schtick they were pushing for the first few episodes of this show

in retrospect i feel like so many of the quips in this episode were intentionally fucking crazy just to get the audience engaged enough to want to watch more episodes...

“see those girls down there, those girls with the legs? thats who you’re up against, so step it up”

abby warning them that its dangerous for their little party hats to slip when they’re doing aerials and pirouettes and stuff: “what if you were at radio city music hall and they had the ice rink out and you were doing a side aerial and fell 13 stories down and died, huh?” fantastic point abby thank you for saying that to 5 girls ages 8-12 less than 5 minutes before they went on stage. perfect time for a teaching moment like that :)

i forgot how bad the camera work was in the first few episodes for footage of their performances. like they really didnt think the show’s audience would actually want to watch the kids dance, the producers and editors thought we just wanted to see stage mothers yelling at each other lol

also the mic feed over the music of abby talking to herself giving them corrections while watching them dance on stage.... im so glad they quit doing that. i dont remember them doing it like that for any other episode, i hope im right

this choreo is very basic and its a cute dance i guess but its very cringe in some places and for the first episode this is such a forgettable group routine

their scandalized reaction to placing third and the sad piano music is so funny honestly

and maddies reaction in the interview which was almost definitely fed to her by the producers where shes like “i win all the time i dont really know what its like to LOSE i always win or get runner up” so many of maddies lines from season 1 interviews sound so fake and she was probably too naive to know they were getting her to say that stuff so they could paint her as a conceited brat (she was EIGHT)

the trio costume was so ugly im sorry (is it supposed to be like a 50s pinup bathing suit?) (and the headband thing looks so bad) and also the music is bad but they had no real authority over that bc of copyright stuff

chloe’s headpiece coming forward and the ensuing drama was another moment in the episode that really solidified public interest in the show imho.... 

“YOU’RE IN THE BAR HAVING A DRINK AND YOUR KID’S HEADPIECE IS FALLING OFF” “it did not FALL OFF it CAME FORWARD it was FINE!!!”

“mistakes happen, we’re human.” “YOU are. mistakes like that dont happen to me”

and then the “next time on dance moms” with the WILDLY INAPPROPRIATE electricity dance, of course. genuinely that was really smart of the producers in terms of structuring things to generate intrigue lol. and obviously it ended up working....

[cholie]

The Red Pearls - A Pirate Au

This is a oneshot about my personal friend group, all for fun^^ I might make more in the future. Sorry in advance if there’s a lot of spelling errors, I’m wiritng this in the middle of the night haha.

Age, names and appereance are not completely accurate to any of us.

Trigger warning: Blood, mention of physical abuse also mention of death and scared of someone dying, a lot of people being stabbed, shooting, drinking. Fill me out if there’s anything needed.

Genre: Angst, fluff, not a sad ending tho.

Word count: 3,1k

Year 1580

"Phew, atleast we got away safer than last time" Nerina blurted out looking at her captain.

"Yes indeed, we woulden't want it to be like last time, Hope almost burned down the cannons" Julie said, the two went quiet before laughing again.

On the pirate ship Aurora ruled by The Red Pearls are the captain Choi Julie, with strawberry red slight curly hair, her roots covered by a black hat, a worn big white blouse covered by a black corsetbelt that's been sitting tight on her tiny waist with a gun in her belt, black trousers that hugs her legs with the matching black-brown boots and a long worn red jacket. She has an eyepatch over her left eye while everyone can see how black her right eye is, you had to be very close to be able to see her pupil.

Julie is the oldest at 25 yet also one the shortest at 157cm.

The sailingsmaster Nerina Lamora, her outfit is similar, the blouse is more loose and her corsetbelt isn't that tight, in it she has a sword and a gun, her hair is brown and goes to her shoulders with one side covered by rings in her hair in a braid, with is she has bangs that goes a little over her forehead. Nerina had the most mysterious green eyes anyone had ever seen which made her appear very mysterios and charming.

Nerina is one of the youngest with her age of 22 and the next tallest with her height of 168cm.

"Guys have you seen Mimi?" The master gunner Hope walks over to the two girls, they're wearing a  worn beige blouse with a long black skirt with some black pants under and some black boots, they had a red corset around their waist that went right under their chest, they have one blue and one green eye, they also have a dimple on their right cheek. Their hair is short, black and with a side cut.

Hope is the youngest of 20 and also the tallest of 170cm.

"I'm here!! I'm here!!" Mimi yelled to the three running over to them pancing and trying to focus on her breath, looking up at them and laughing a little. The quartermaster Mimi Marleen was wearing like the rest, a white worn blouse, except this was a little tighter and was scuffed up to her elbows on both sides, a brown vest stopping at her chest that was a little tighter with two bigger daggerts in it, down her neck was a long necklace, with some black pants that had a slight hint of dark green in them scuffed under her vest to create a neat look, she wore some black boots that went up to right under her knee, she had long blonde hair in a half updo, some frontpieces sticking to her forehead because of the sweat as the sun was high up, she had blue eyes and a freckles giving her a cute look.

Mimi is 22, older than Nerina and is 163cm, even though she isn't near being the youngest she's the cutest on board and acts like the littlesister to them all.

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Year 1566

It was night on the island of Cuba, Julie was running off her dad's ship, praying that she wasn't gonna be caught by one of the workers on the ship, she was tiny and very sneaky so luckily she got away with small scracthes from when she had hit some of the rocks on her way away.

Julie was abused a lot physically by her uncle and her dad, she did get a lot of fighting and survival skills  out of it by always watching them fight and in the night doing it herself in secret hoping she wouldn't get caught, she had lived on sea almost all her life, her mom died when she was 2 so she dosen't really remember anything.

Julie had been running for a long time finally finding another beach, she noticed a bar and with her little money she could maybe be able to find some food and some water. When she got inside she looked around noticing people in the tavern, in the cornor were two ladys and two men, they looked like they were having fun, not anything Julie got concerned about, she heard a high shriek from the other end of the bar and saw two men, looking down at this small girl who they had their hands on.

Julie ran over and pushed the girl behind her while she took her little daggert, pushing the daggert into the man who had the girls arm's leg, he shrieked in pain and his friend wasn't focused on the two girls anymore as they both ran out of the bar, over to a bush and hide behind it.

"Thank you.." The girl said to Julie.

"You're welcome, but you were very close to being slaughtered and god knows what else they were gonna do to you" Julie said to her concerned.

"My name is Mimi Marleen, what's your name?" The girl named Mimi said to Julie.

"Choi Julie, pleasure to meet you, now we should probably get away" Julie said looking at Mimi, noticing her wear, she had a pale blue skirt that went from her waist down to her legs, she had a very old white blouse and a brown vest that went over her tiny waist and up along her shoulders and back, her hair was blonde and loose, she looked tired and dirty.

"Are you okay?" Julie asked Mimi, Mimi looked at her crooking a small smile and shook her head.

"Not really, I was trying to steal some food since I haven't eaten at all today" Mimi said, Julie took her smaller hands in hers and promised it was gonna be okay and so it was! Julie and Mimi stuck together through thick and thin, Julie learned how to properly survive on land as she had been living on the sea her entire life, Mimi learned how to defend herself and fight, they learned to be quicker and smarter in how to steal food, since they didn't have a lot of money for things.

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Year 1570

"RUN MIMI" Julie shouted to Mimi, they were running for their lives, for the first time in 4 years had they encountered Julie's dad's crew and her worst nightmare, her uncle. Julie's uncle caught Julie, stabbed her in the eye but Mimi was quick to react and pulled out Julie's daggert and stabbed the uncle in the leg before pulling Julie out and running away, the uncle gasped loudly and winched in pain as to how deep Mimi made the cut.

"Julie, please are you okay? Please don't leave me" Nerina approached the two girls she just saw running out of a bush on the beach of southeren La Florida.

"What happened here?" Nerina was quick to answer, her flowy pink dress touched the sand as she sat down on the other side of Julie.

"We were running away from her uncle and I think she got stabbed in the eye, she woulden't let me see and she won't asnwer me right now" Mimi cried out, playing with her fingers.

"Hey it's gonna be okay, let me take you both to my room and let me fix her up" Mimi's eyes began to lighten up, because never in a million years did she want to loose one of the people that became very important to her and especially now when Mimi dosen't really have anyone else, theyre not in havana anymore and Mimi woulden't know how to get back.

When the three girls arrived in Nerina's room she was quick to fix up a lot of surgeon's stuff, she realized how bad her eyes was, there was a lot of blood spilling out, she took the eye out and began fixing her, sewing her eyes together as they formed a big scar. Nirena was as a small kid taught how to perform surgery's and by the age of 12 she was very helpful to many people, she took a glance over at Mimi and saw her sleeping in a sitting position and couldn't help but smile, it's nice they have each other. Nerina fixed Julie up and got a light eye patch she could take over the left eye to make sure nothing bad would come in from the winds, she went over and began fixing Mimi up from all the scars she had gotten from the rocks she probably had fallen on.

It was morning and they had all awoken, Julie had the wprst headache she had pobably ever experienced but Nirena was quick to help her and clean up her scar.

"I'm Nerina Lamora! It's a pleasure to meet you both" Nerina took out her hand and both Julie and Mimi shook them.

"I'm Choi Julie, and this is Mimi Marleen, we just recently came from Havana by hopping on a random boat and to be honest, we have no clue on what we're gonna do from now on" Julie said, Mimi nodding along to every word spoken.

"My parents work in the big business that's so popular to talk about these days, I come from Havana but I'm barely home, I'm always here in this house and I kinda miss being at home but mom and dad dosen't say anything to me other than 'there there, just sit and be pretty, we'll talk when we get back' but we never talk" Nerina said, a frown forming on all of the girls faces.

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Year 1573

Three years after their meeting with Nerina they had quickly become good friends with her and had found a place to stay, Nerina had finished her education and had made her parent's very proud while Mimi and Julie had been making a plan on stealing one of the ships and getting out there, they knew it would most likely be impossible without people so they befriended five others who seemed to have taking a huge interest in their plan and followed them throughout the three years, all of them not wanting a big role on the ship but just wanting to be free from their lives and live on the sea, they trusted Julie, Mimi and Nerina a lot.

"They want me to take over the business" Nerina said, her voice choked up in tears.

"Do you want to?" Asked a worried Mimi, Nerina shook her head letting herself fall into Mimi's arms, Julie being worried while going over to hug them.

"Come with us, I know you might think it's one of the scariest things but we promise you we'll keep you safe" Julie said, comforting Nerina, Nerina nodded.

"Wait really??" Mimi shook up, a big smile formin on her lips.

"Yes, I would rather go with you than keep on being stuck here and I'm getting tired of being the pretty perfect girl" Nerina said, all three jumping up and down in happiness.

The evening after went better than expected, Nerina had packed a big back with food, a lot of water, surgeons gear and everything that they needed before handing it to one of he other crewmates and dissapearing out in the evening with them all, they found a pretty big ship and with the skills in fighting and weapon they were well prepared.

They arrived on the ship and got rid of all the guards and secured the whole ship and accepted all the others on board.

"All the others are in the nearby taver- Did you just knock all those men out and throw them over to the shore?" Nerina said, a confused look on her face as all the five people nodded laughing at how how impressed she was. They all managed to escape the city and flow out to the sea, Julie sat down in one of the rooms sobbing quietly as Nerina went inside.

"Hey Julie, what happened?" She asked concerned on why her friend was crying when they just managed to get free.

"This is actually my dad's ship, they didn't have a lot of people on it and I know it from every angle so I decided it was this ship we were gonna take" Julie said, making a little smile on her face.

"I threw a lot of his stuff overboard and cleared the 3 main bedrooms so they looked more fresh, theres a bedroom with 4 beds if you want it to be your surgeosn room?" Julie asked Nerina.

"I would love that, I don't wanna be a main surgeon on here to be honest, I love climbing and looking out at the sea and looking at maps" Nerina said.

"You could be the sailingsmaster? You're pretty good with maps and can find out a lot of stuff easy and you're probably also the only one of here that can read fully" Julie said to Nerina.

A couple of months went by and they had painted the ship a darker brown while letting it be prettier, and taken the flag down, they had costumized the rooms better and having a big room where the five other crewmates asked to sleep. Julie had been choosen to be the captain with her knowlegde and respect. Nerina had been choosen to be the sailingsmaster and Mimi had been choosen as the quatermaster.

While sailing away from Port Nelson to Nassau they realized there had been a shipwreck.

"Wait theres a person there, we gotta go look" Julie half yelled to her crewmates, they got a boat ready and began sailing over to the body and seeing that they we're lying on a big piece of the boat, unconcious, Mimi quickly got gtip in the body and with help they got them on their boat, doing cpr, hoping that they would still be alive.

They began coughing water up and looked at the girls in utter confusion.

"Uh.. Hi" They said looking at the three girls, Julie waviing to them and explaining everything they had witnessed.

"Oh.. I'm really cold actually" They had said, they all quickly began sailing back to the ship and got them covered in a blanket in Nerina's surgeon room.

"So tell me, what's your name?" Julie had asked, Mimi had a huge smile on her face, making them know that no one of them would hurt them.

"Hope Wegryn, a now former gunner on the ship that wrecked, I'm 13" They finished, Julie being in shook.

"13?? How experienced are you?" Julie asked.

"I've been down at the gunners all my life on sea, so I would say pretty experienced" Hope said.

And just like that they had a new master gunner, Hope was a natural.

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Year 1580

After now 7 years on sea as a crew they were wanted from the left and right, they we're famous elite pirates and their bounties we're higher than most pirates. They got their name from when a stranger had encountered Julie as a red pearl, she decided that they all were pearls, special and filled with rage from their past lives, so the red pearls suited them just fine.

"Come one! the tavern isn't gonna wait all day is it?" Hope said to the three girls.

"Well actually it kinda is-" Julie started before being dragged by her fellow crewmates towards the tavern, them ordering the usual rum and starting to dance all around the tables. Julie and Mimi were probably the most dangerous of the four as they had shot more people than they could could count to, they didn't do it because they were filled with rage they did it to prevent poor girls to be treated like they were, maybe a little aggresive but they always made sure to get the girls in safe hands afterwards.

Hope and Nerina we're an iconic duo as Hope would usually flirt with the guys in the tavern that earlier had touched some of the boys and girls inappropriate places and ofcoruse they got away with it, they had their techniques, and after getting them in the cage Nerina would come over and smack them stealing their money and running out of the place back to the ship. They definently weren't someone to be messed with, they would make sure to make your life a living hell if you did anything that was innapropriate.

"You know, I really love you" Mimi called to Julie, they had their usual flirting whenever they got drunk with each other, it wasn't meant in anyway serious they were just very happy for each other. Julie went over and gave Mimi as kiss on the cheek and downed yet another glass of rum, spotting another captain in the other end of the room, blushing lightly when they got eye contact.

"Maybe you should come with me for a bit" Hope said to one of the gross men who leaked of a cheap whine and smelled abseloutly disgusting, Hope could never see themselves with anyone like this, their standarts are way too high.

"We could have a fun night babygirl" The man said, running hands down Hope's hips, Hope almost gagged all over him of the thought of him. Before Hope was being touched anywhere else Nerina came into the smaller room and smacked the man with a bat she had found earlier taking it with her because she knew she would need it later on.

They took the money from the man threw him on the beach further away.

"What up cap? Looks like you got enough" Hope said laughing at how red Julie was in the face.

"It matches your hair" Nerina said bursting out laughing at her comment making a few people look at them, being a little disturbed.

"I got the money from the man, ugh he was so gross to Hope" Nerina continued and they both sat down on the two other chairs.

"Amazing, this was definently a thougher one you've encountered Hope, you're very good" Mimi complimented Hope, she laughed a little and smacked her entire body over Hope, making all of them laugh a little, Mimi was really cute.

"What got you so red cap?" Hope asked Julie who had calmed a little down but before she could answer Mimi interrupted.

"Choi Julie here my friends saw a very handsome man in the other end of the room, he has a brown mullet and a very cute smile" Mimi said making Julie once again red as she decided to hide her face behind her hat this time.

Nerina looked over at the guy having the times of his life with his seven other crewmates, he indeed was very cute.

"Well cap, we're gonna stay here at Nassau for a long time, so if you don't get mannered up today, let's try and get you into the flirting game tomorrow" Hope said, they all downed a glass of expensive wine and nodded. They decided to go back to the ship, Julie on the way out catching a warm smile from the other captain and smiling back before going with the others back to the ship.

[yeeiguess]

Ooh, can you tell us more about some of the OCs?

Absolutely ! It’s going to be VERY LONG I told you I have a ton of Ocs

OCs in no particular universe :

- Hana (trans girl, demiromantic/pan, 17, bad family life, emo, white)

- Hasley (pan+ polyamorous trans woman, 21, model, chubby, white with short blond hair + pink/blue end)

- Chloé (20, she/they, Biromantic demisexual, tall, redhead, white, has prosthetic legs. Halsey’s coworker and crush)

- Alex (23, Halsey’s brother, Cis guy, bi)

- Alex’s boyfriend (unnamed, black, short blue-pink-purple hair, bi, freckles, one green and one brown eye)

- Nora (23, Japanese, spy, has burn scars on her face and body, short green hair with a longer part)

- Aadhira (Indian, short and fat, lesbian)

- Halsey [yeah I’m bad at names] (tall, non-binary, Aadhira’s lover, models for a sportswear company)

- Rebecca White (19, black, heteroromantic asexual, right arm cut off above the elbow, and almost blind)

- Calla (black, bisexual aromantic, has Waardenburg syndrome, very much cottagecore)

- Orbe (witch, Cis boy, white with brown hair that becomes green when powers are used)

- Astre (16, aro-ace, Orbe’s younger sibling, white, spilt black and white bowlcut, switches colors when powers are used)

- Claire de Lune (bi, witch, Ornés friends, can’t keep her powers in anymore)

- unnamed Oc (Black, non-binary, aromantic Witch)

- unnamed Oc, dark skinned, short brown hair, kind of a fairy, lives through nature and takes care of it as it takes care of them

Original Bnha OCs :

- Tim (young, my very first bnha Oc, trans boy, orphan, white with curly brown hair, has a deadly illness I made up. Quirk is flowers blooming in his hair with emotions)

- Léa (Tim’s ´guardian’, vigilante, same illness, long red hair that fades away and that she can use as an invisibility cape. I have a whole backstory for these two ready)

- Honey (short, fat, black, super rich, Denki’s fiancée. Quirk is feeling/manipulating all electricity around them. Quirk helps them see so they keep a bandana on their eyes at all time to avoir being overwhelmed) + their bodyguard/father figure

Bnha kids’ parents :

The Kirishima : two moms, unnamed

- Mommy is dark skined, has long grey hair with red streaks, her quirks allows her to sharpen her teeth. Professional trainer

- Mama is white, has blue markings on her skin and short hair with bangs and the tips are blue. Also very atlectic

The Ashido:

- Mom : black, pastel purple hair Quirk : horns (different shape than Mina)

- Papa : black, bubblegum pink hair, freckles. Has a little beard :) Quirk : undecided, either speed up learning or very good memory

- Dad : dark skinned, short brown hair, brown eyes with yellow sclera, the shortest of the three. Quirk : Can make water like Mina can make acid

These three are married

2nd gen Kids :

- Tenya/Sero : Haya (xe/they), 19, shoulder length blue hair, glasses. Quirk : tape (on legs), bi + on the aro spectrum + xir brother, 16, they/he omniromantic greysexual, dyed short black hair

- Tokoyami/Shinsō : Taro (he) trans boy, half purple half Black hair * bowlcut, red eyes, blushes orange, three feathers under each eye. Quirk : similar to dark shadow but weaker

- Sero/Shinsō : Akihiko (he) homoromantic asexual, purple freckles, black and purple hair

- Shinsō/Denki : Katsuki, non-binary (every pronoun), tall, blond, eye bags, loves pastel colors, black, and skirts

- Kirishima/Bakugō : Noriko (she) homoromantic bisexual, black hair, red eyes, sharp teeth, buff. Quirk : hardening

- Katsuki/Denki : Akira (he), pan, blond, red eyes, loves suspenders + Koshi (she/they) pan, adopted, black, freckles, quirk : a tail on her back lets her navigate through water

- 13’s partner’s kid : (they) non-binary, black skin, completely white eyes, white hair. Quirk : absorbs light through their skin and can reject it through their eyes, hair, and hands and feet palms. Dresses in sweet Lolita

Aaaand that’s it for now. If you want more details about an on in particular just ask :) I have art for all of them technically. I don’t always have a deeply thought backstory tho...

[aspaceformyself]

Upside down; Chapter 5

Note: I didn’t really think I was going to continue writing this anytime soon. I fell into a bad slump and was also too much of a coward to keep going. I somehow picked up enough courage tho. To continue writing, to continue this. Probably because, this series entangles with a lot of my own personal struggles and I really want to find a way to help myself through this. I hope this courage stays long enough to finish writing this. 

Chapter 4 - Chapter 6

His first date with Yuuri involved sneaking out at 3 AM in the early hours to get an ice cream. She called it an adventure and threw a wink along his way. Namjoon blushed so hard he prayed the pink was not visible on his face. Wait, wait, wait, did he just call this a date? Well, at least, that’s what he told himself in his head. After an exhausting day of rehearsals and practice sessions, sneaking out in the dead of the night for an ice cream was not how Namjoon expected his day to end. But hey, it was Yuuri who offered, and he found no reason to say no. More than offered, she just dragged him along with her impromptu plan.

“Man! This feels so good!” She exclaimed throwing her arms around. It was a windy early hours of dawn. The sky is still a blanket of thick dark blue velvet with occasional stars decorated here and there. Namjoon pulled his hoodie further around him as he felt the chill in the air prickle his skin.

“Aren’t you cold Yuuri?” He called out to the girl gleefully skipping in front of him.

“Hm? No”, She said simply, now bouncing, “I can’t tolerate hot weathers, but I can, any amount of cold”.

Namjoon giggled, “I don’t like hot weathers too but then again I’m not a huge fan of cold either”.

“You like it neutral then?”

“Maybe, but I like it when it’s windy, you know, like the atmosphere right before it’s about to rain?”

“Oh! I love that weather too! I actually have a special kind of romantic pining for it!”

“A romantic pining huh?”

“Yes! Especially the smell of soil when it starts to drizzle!”

“I feel you girl, I feel you”.

They fell into a comfortable silence after this into the quiet of the streets around them. Namjoon liked this. He liked how easy his conversations flowed with her now. Not that they didn’t before but he could really feel something change between them. Perhaps it was their conversation a few days ago or perhaps it was the fact that they exchanged numbers now, Namjoon could feel Yuuri’s demeanour around him slightly change. He felt like she opened a small peephole in the barrier she usually surrounds herself with. But a peephole is all it is and Namjoon was still grateful, sizing every opportunity to completely crack her open, figure her out, figure out what about her has him so enthralled that he’s impulsively treading on a path whose end he can’t see.

“I doubt any store would be open at this hour Yuuri”, He sighed almost after 15 minutes of aimless walking.

“Wait and watch”, was all Yuuri said and threw another wink at him. Namjoon lost himself for a moment again but jolted right out of his dreams when he felt her slender fingers circle around one of his wrists and within seconds she was tugging him away into a narrow lane, up a slope. It took awhile for Namjoon to process the change in his surroundings. They were no longer in the posh/ urban cut of the city but a sort of small townish lane. He certainly didn’t expect a place like this to exist in the area he lives. It was a surprise. After treading along the slope, Yuuri stopped in front of a small parlour.

“Wow….” Namjoon awed as he took a bite of his chocolate flavoured ice cream.

“It’s good right!” Yuuri exclaimed, her eyes twinkling as she dug into her own coffee and chocolate mix of ice cream.

“It is!” Namjoon said taking another spoonful into his mouth.

“How did you know about this place?” He asked, still delighted over his ice cream.

“Well”, Yuuri just shrugged, “I found this place about a week ago”.

“Oh”, Namjoon took her answer and didn’t think more of it before he caught her eyeing at him, her expression, a mixture of both mischief and guilt.

“Waaiittt”, He stopped, looking up at her with narrow, accusing eyes, “don’t tell me you’ve been sneaking around by yourself late at nights like this!”

“I’m so sorry Jooooooooon!” Yuuri whined, pressing her hands together and bowing down to him, the nickname escaping her lips very easily, once again making Namjoon all flustered. She never called him that. Heck she never even said his name. This was a first. But Yuuri didn’t seem to notice it, neither the nickname nor how flushed Namjoon looked, she continued, “But I was desperate you know! I was just working and working and working all day long. And, and it was suffocating, just sitting, all holed up in the studio without having the time or space to breathe and whenever I felt the urge, I used to sneak away like this”.

Namjoon sighed. What can he say to that? He understands that all too well.

“I understand that Yuuri”, He said, a bit curtly. Yuuri winced.

“But, do you realize how dangerous this is? It’s one thing when it's crowded but you do know how deserted this area gets after dark right? And it’s not safe at all! Anything could’ve happened to you!”

Yuuri gave a whimper of protest under his stern gaze, guilt smeared over her face. And then she groaned.

“Yuuri!”

Namjoon sighed again. There’s definitely no chance of getting through to this girl. She’s so reckless, fearless and independant all the time that she won’t even give a thought to the consequences she has to face later on.  And she’s unstoppable. So Namjoon did the only thing he could think of then, at that moment.

“Look, I do understand that you get suffocated and you want to get out”, He said and looked at Yuuri who still looked like she’s ready to protest if he objects, “I feel like that a lot of times too. But!”

She groaned again and began to say something but Namjoon beat her to it.

“If you feel like that next time and you really want to get out”, He paused eyeing her carefully, “Drop by my studio or just give me a call or a text or anything. I’ll tag along. But I’m not letting you go alone!”

Yuuri’s face lit up like a thousand bulbs at his offer.

“For real?!” She gaped at him.

“Yes, for real”, Namjoon agreed, without lifting his head up to look at her, his gaze fixed on his ice cream. He was kind of surprised at himself at how quickly he offered himself. He was worried if it looked desperate or came across as something similar. But the expression on Yuuri’s face set aside all his worries. Now he was glad he offered.

“Why are you so kind Kim Namjoooooon?” Yuuri cooed dramatically clutching her heart, “You move me”.

Namjoon just giggled at her.

“Oh, you’re always so extra”, he teased, with a similarly dramatic roll of his eyes, “Such drama queen”.

“What are you talking about?” She feigned an offended look while dramatically falling over the backrest of her chair, “Meeeeee? A drama queen?”

“I definitely do not see anyone else who fits that description in this room”.

“I’m offended”.

“No, you like it”.

“How do you know me so well already?”

“A spiritual sixth sense I guess”.

“Wow, you have magical powers”.

“Girl, you don’t know a lot about me”.

“Can you apparate?”

“Wanna try?”

They left the parlour after more bickering and fits of giggles among each other, once again hitting the dry and deserted road. They walked in silence now. Not the usual awkward one but a more comfortable one. Namjoon couldn’t help but smile thinking back to the time they spent and one look through the corner of his eye told him Yuuri was smiling to herself too. And the smile on his face widened at that, exposing his dimples even more.

“Cute”, he heard Yuuri whisper.

“Huh?” He turned to her, unsure if he heard her right.

Yuuri looked at him, her expression that of a thief who got caught in the act, her cheeks covered in a soft pink blush. It made Namjoon blush too, but in his head, he wasn’t sure if she looked like that because of the cold weather or him.

“I just thought you looked cute with all those dimples”, Yuuri said, chuckling, laying her thoughts out loud now and skipped ahead in front of him.

Namjoon blushed so hard, he was sure his face turned as red as a tomato. He felt like time stopped ticking and he halted where he was walking. Was he hearing things? Did Yuuri just call him cute? Does that mean he has a slight chance of hope? Hope that she might like him too?

“Kim Namjoon!” Yuuri called out, cutting him out of his thoughts, gleefully waving at him from where she was walking, “You’re gonna get left behind if you keep daydreaming in the middle of the road!”

Shaking his head, he jogged up to her.

“You’re so unfair”, he breathed out stopping in front of her. Yuuri just stared at him quizzically. And when he looked at her face, into her eyes, the whole universe came stumbling down around him. Shattering, screaming, wailing and breaking. Yuuri was there, standing right in front of him, with barely any distance in between them. Her face, illuminated by the pale moonlight filtering through the thick cover of clouds in the sky. Her eyes twinkling as they reflected the countless stars, sparkling and glittering.  They were so close, he could just lean in and kiss her but he stands still, swept away by the scene in front of him.

He probably thought this a lot and he was thinking about it again.

“You’re beautiful”, He says, a mere whisper. But Yuuri caught it, the blush colouring her face confirmed it for him. And she looked away breaking their contact. He held his hand up instinctively and placed it on her cheeks, turning her head to face him. They were soft. So, so soft, like velvet and silk. A few bangs of her dark hair sprawled across her face blown by the wind. Namjoon smoothened them and tucked them behind her ear with his other hand. Would it be too early if he kissed her? The silver of a doubt that loomed within his chest held him back from initiating it. He didn’t want to scare her away. Hell, he couldn’t even fathom what’s going on in her mind now.

It all felt very intimate. Too intimate.

[sillyfudgemonkeys]

FeMC in P3D Op? Theory pt 2

Didn’t think I’d make a pt 2, but anyway if you haven’t read pt 1 here you go (for the tldr; the hands are either human!Aigis or FeMC, but for the sake of this theory let’s still pretend it might be FeMC, btw a point against the Aigis theory for that one is that they do hold hands while dancing as seen in his PV...but it’s with his left hand in that dance...and by then in the P3D Op he has changed to his P3D outfit so it cannot be his left hand so yeah.... 8U it’s a theory let’s have fun guys). 

Btw kinda also going to take the time to point out parallels between P3D and P3P’s opening because I don’t wanna do hw :’D But yeah, first the theory (aka is it (human!)Aigis or is it FeMC?, also don’t worry it’s uber short), then analysis.

So I may have alluded to a scene in the P3D Op in my last theory, about whether the silhouette was Aigis or FeMC. 

Btw this beam of silhouette was created/preceded by Minato doing the Seal motion, which.....tbh the FeMC has done too and would be an interesting way to connect them. 8U Anyway....

Now before you say anything, I always assumed it was Aigis. I did wonder for like a second if it was the FeMC (esp since it does a call back to P3P’s Op too)...but I had decided not to get my hopes up...tho after someone else mentioned it and the unknown hands shown in the full OP.....maybe it is? I mean...from the side that’s silhouetted....they look similar. I mean the FeMC’s bun can take a similar shape as Aigis’ pixie cut, both have bangs in a similar area and when bouncing (from the side angle while silhouetted) it could be either. No really look at their P3P battle icons:

When you take away all their unique features, you are left with a similar shape. Which is extra hard to tell in the P3D Op because the back end of her hair is.....camouflaged into the white background on the right’s side. 

And like, when Minato’s trailer dropped, for a second I thought it was FeMC dancing, cause it started with a silhouette. I actually really honest to god had a heart attack. 

See? The bun makes it seem like she has short hair, so akflj;asjfda ;w; (I’m not joking guys, I did have a heart attack, it physically shocked and hurt me for a second, guys we’ve reached a point this isn’t good for my health :’D ;w;)

But now I’m sure you see why......I can’t be 100% sure. On top of the fact P3D’s opening has a lot of references to the past P3 openings (even FES, it has two to be exact, the rest are P3/P majority tbh, we’ll only focus on P3P’s). 

And now to segway into the analysis part which kinda sorta backs the theory (but again this is just a pipe dream theory and we’re just having fun so just let me have my fun I know it’s probably not it but alkdsfjaf ahhhh I can DREAM ;w;)

Before we get to the parallels, bonus side theory, I’m thinking Atlus is already putting in a budget for.....the Phoenix Ranger OP, like they’re making a fictional OP for just this game. If it really IS the FeMC in the P3D Op, who’s to say Atlus won’t do the same with her? I can dream right? ;w; (also I mean like....both with P3D and P3P the MCs don’t really....spend a whole lot of time on screen....so yeah....maybe that was one way to make it easier on them to do an alt opening...also....I’ll use that to segway into the parallels~! 8U)

Anyway under the cut cause lots ‘o pictures~! 8U

Ok so like first the stair scene, now I know it can parallel P3 Vanilla’s OP, or maybe it parallels both Vanilla and P3P (cause like....a lot of these are very symbolic to P3 and some were also used in P3P, like this one, but don’t worry this is the only one I’m bringing up that’ll overlap). Anyway here’s what I mean:

“But Silly, one has stairs and the other has an escalator, also he’s going down in P3P” Well to the first thing, shhhhhh roll with it 8U To the second part I’d say you need a perspective change! 

BOOM! Now he’s going up. 8U Oh hey and it’s in the same direction now too. Well that’s if you just flip reflect on the image, not rotate it. If you just rotate it then they aren’t going the same way, but he’s still going up. 8U Here’s what it looks like just rotated (btw later with the Ken picture it’s just flipped not rotated too):

Also did you notice that the FeMC is blinking at the same time on both sides? Just....something I noticed. 8U It’s the only movement she does, Minato moves more and later but it’s at the end and by then the Minato in the background on the FeMC’s side is gone. Anyway moving on, but not too far. 8U

As you can see Minato’s they even have the close up just like P3P and....wait....hold on....w-what’s this?

w-wHAT IS THIS?!

WHAT. THE. FU-

(ok was just trying to find a funny gif but this worked out well I had to use it anyway) .I...I’ve noticed this well before but.....I.......I STILL CAN’T BELIEVE THEY STOLE HER HEADPHONES! ;W; YOU TAKE HER SONGS, YOU TAKE HER HEADPHONES, WHY ATLUS WHY?! *sobbing* just take her dignity why dontcha? ;w;

Anyway, Ken’s scene is also a call back to P3P (btw I flipped both the P3P and P3D so the bottom is showing on top for both of them just cause it’s fun):

And lastly back to the escalator scene *looks up*....I mean the one with the MCs (plus one other P3P scene).

So remember when I said Minato turns towards the FeMC? Well it looks like it parallels the scene where Aigis is looking at that silhouette. And the 3rd picture is to showcase that there is a bit of a bond with the FeMC/Aigis (in opening form that is, aka other than in-game). 

I think I got everything.....*shrugs* Time for bed. 8U

[anxiety-musings]

Worn Out

Warnings: None

Word Count: 447 (original starter), 2211 (new section) = 2658 total

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Previously on Worn Out: The nights had been drawing shorter, a soft frost coating every surface in the early mornings. You had wrapped up warm, wearing an old sweater on top of your clothes as you headed into town for a hot chocolate. Having bought the drink you took a seat on an old, worn out sofa in the small coffee shop and pulled out case notes on the latest case you were following. After growing up as a hunter and studying at college you had earned a good degree and worked your way to a secure position in the FBI. You were looking over the case notes as the door to the coffee shop opened and you heard a familiar voice order a set of coffees. Looking over the brim of your mug you saw Sam Winchester standing at the counter, scanning the room until his eyes land on you. In two strides he was standing by your table smiling wide, pulling you in for a tight hug. You stared and hugged back, staring at the man you had been told was long dead. He smiled and as he spoke you stared, eyes narrowing as your hand moved to the gun on your hip. Sam, however, noticed your movement and held his hands up and motioned to the sofa opposite you.

“I guess we have a lot to talk about, huh?” he sighed and collected the two mugs of coffee and sat across from you.

“You’re supposed to be dead. I saw the death certificates… I went to your grave…” you muttered as Sam tilted his head, looking over you.

“You’ve lost weight… Y/N,” Sam began, his eyes scanning over you, “You’re wearing my old sw… oh my god, I’m so sorry Y/N/N.”

You looked down to the file that lay open on the table in front of you, Sam’s eyes followed yours to see the reports on missing people from the town you were in.

“You’re here for the hunt…” you muttered before leaning in, “Don’t use your fake FBI credentials here, I’m with my partner and he will pick up on them.”

Sam tilted his head, “Wha… Y/N… you’re FBI?”

You passed him your very much read credentials and sighed, “I work for a department that basically took up the Men of Letter’s work without the name. My partner isn’t the fondest of hunters, especially those who pretend to be FBI agents.”

As you gave Sam this warning your phone buzzed to a text from your partner:

~You never told me you were friends with the Winchesters. And you never told me this case was demons, Bambi. We need to talk about this, now.~

Looking over the text your jaw clenched at the nickname your partner used. As you got ready to reply once more the coffee shop door opened and in walked the very man who had just texted you. He smirked over to you and ordered his usual black coffee before walking towards your table.

“Hey there Bambi, Winchester,” he smiled at you before shooting Sam an unwelcoming look, “Thought you were six feet under Sammy boy.”

“And who are you?” Sam retorted through gritted teeth, his body tense and on guard.

Your partner chuckled, “I’m little Bambi’s partner, Special Agent Harmond. You know, I bet I could arrest you on multiple counts of murder and impersonating an FBI agent.”

Before he could continue you snapped, “But you won’t.”

Both men looked over to you while you locked eyes with your partner, in a battle of will. After a few moments of silence, he yielded and smirked, taking a seat next to you. Sam raised a brow as you adjusted on the sofa, immediately becoming more professional. Harmond looked to the case file that remained open on the table in front of you sipping his coffee.

“I’ll catch you later Y/N/N, dinner tonight?” Sam asked which you nodded to and smiled softly. Sam looked to your partner and rolled his eyes before grabbing his and Dean’s coffee, leaving and heading back to their motel.

“They’re dangerous Bambi. Why didn’t you ever mention you were friends with the Winchesters? That is crucial information! Nevermind this fucking case being demons,” he snapped and moved across to the other sofa.

“We discussed that nickname, stop calling me that. And I don’t have to tell you shit, this case is a simple one.” you retorted, glaring at him, “And anyway Joshua, it’s only one demon, a rogue one.”

“Let me guess, the same one that got your mother dead all those years ago… wasn’t that some other hunter’s fault? Let’s hope history won’t repeat itself, Bambi, after all, you hunters are all alike, arrogant bastards.”

You tensed and grabbed your case file and bags, “Bite me, asshole.”

After leaving the coffee shop you walked along the streets until you reached your hotel before passing by and heading for the small park most of the victims had been taken from. The demon had been taking women in their 20s, they would turn up a few days later in front of the church, their eyes burned out. You took a seat on one of the benches and opened the case file once more, looking at each of the women you can clearly see the pattern. Each woman looked similar to you.

“You got my message, finally,” a voice spoke and took a seat beside you, the dark suit they wore smelled so strongly of Hell you almost choked. “It took you longer this time, that was five dead, you usually arrive after three. I know your gun is on your hip but we both know you won’t reach for it, you aren’t that stupid little one. Your mother taught you better than that, the angel she was...”

“She died because of you,” you stated, staring ahead, the voice sighed as a hand touched your shoulder, “My partner is here, so are the Winchesters, you didn’t have to kill anyone to get my attention. But you enjoy that, don’t you?”

The voice laughed as you looked over, his messy dirty-blonde hair and the mischief in his eyes looked normal. His suit, however, was new and you had to admit you were not the fondest of it. He tilted his head and looked over you, a brow raising as he pulled at the sweater, straightening out a crumple. One hand moved to your hair and gently moved it from your face as the word darkened and you slumped against him.

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Sam’s POV

Y/N looked smaller, she had definitely lost weight since the last time I had seen her, and she was so uncomfortable when her partner came in. He called her Bambi unless he is oblivious to her history he’s a dick. After leaving the coffee shop I jumped into the impala to tell Dean, pulling into the motel Dean was waiting, looking tense. I had barely climbed out of Baby when he jogged over and took his coffee.

“Sammy, we need to get to the morgue.” Dean stated as he gulped down his coffee and climbed into the driver’s seat of Baby and motioned for me to get into the other side.

“What’s got you freaking out?” I asked, “I thought you said this case was an easy one?”

Once I had climbed into the impala Dean began driving, fast. His whole body was tense, “We thought this was a demon on a joy ride, but these murders aren’t the first of this type and they always end just after the FBI get here. The real FBI… I read up on some of the other cases, Sammy its Y/N.”

“Yeah, I saw her in the coffee shop, she said not to use our FBI alias’... you don’t think she has something to do with this?” I asked confused.

“They always stop after she gets to town, but she goes missing, she always goes missing. Sam what if the person killing people simply does it to get to her… And why would they let her go?” Dean asked, his knuckles turning white from his grip on the steering, “If she’s here, you go find her and look after her. Don’t let her get taken.”

I nodded, getting Dean to pull over at the coffee shop so I could jump out and find Y/N.

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Reader’s POV

You woke with your wrists being held above your head in soft leather cuffs, your gun lay on a table to the side and the man was sitting with another woman, healing her. Once she was healed he touched her head and she disappeared from the room, he stood and walked in front of you. His eyes scanned your body before crossing his arms.

“You’ve lost a lot of weight Y/N,” he sighed and shook his head, “What did we discuss last time?”

You rolled your eyes, “What’s with the restraints? Also, why are we still on Earth? No Hell this time?”

“Have to make it believable for when that partner eventually finds us, right?” he smirked as you pulled on the restraints, “I even gave that last woman the location and a message for him.”

“What did you do?” you asked, paling slightly.

“Nothing, yet. Now I am afraid this may hurt but don’t worry, I would never do something irreversible kiddo,” he smiled softly and touched your forehead as you screamed and felt cuts form over your body, “We both know they wouldn’t last long otherwise.”

Your head slumped forward as you whimpered, feeling the cuts deepen until you knew the blood loss would cause a normal person to pass out. It didn’t take long before you heard your partner’s voice call your name as he made his way through the building. You heard the door to the room you were in open before your partner’s hands were cupping your face.

“Y/N? What the fuck happened? How?” he swore and fumbled as he tried to unlock the cuffs.

You slumped against him as he finally got you down, “Not a demon,” you whispered.

“No, I’m not a demon,” a voice called out, “And you ran straight into my trap pretty boy.”

Harmond looked over you, ignoring the voice as he slung one arm over his shoulders and began carrying you out of the room. You tried to stop him before hearing a loud bang and looking to see a fire growing up the opposite side of the building.

“Y/N, come on, we can get out,” Joshua called and lifted you into his arms, “I’m not leaving you here Bambi.”

You looked up to him, “I’m not the one in danger,” you stated as the doors slammed closed and you were thrown aside, hitting the wall hard before you lay on the dusty floor.

“Y/N/N!” you heard Sam yell.

“Oh, now this is a party!” the man who took you laughed, “You even brought the Winchesters!”

Harmond watched as you lay on the floor, pulling his gun and looking for the source of the voice. He tried to move out of the room but was held in place. You pushed yourself up and looked to the corner where the man stood. Harmond’s eyes following yours as he fired a few rounds at the laughing man. He stepped out of the shadows as both Winchesters ran into the room, taking in the scene as you stood.

“Y/N, you can leave now,” the man smirked.

You shook your head as Dean growled, “Y/N come on, we can go.”

Sam’s eyes were locked with the man as he laughed. You stood as the wounds covering your body healed. The man was watching Harmond as he continued to attempt to run away. Sam slowly made his way to you, wrapping an arm around your waist as you held onto the Winchester, looking towards the man.

“Leave this alone Uncle,” you stated, everyone’s eyes fell to you.

Dean pointed from you to the man, “Lucifer is your uncle!?”

“My dad left when my mum was pregnant… kinda hard for Michael to raise a kid,” you groaned.

“Bambi, what the fuck are they talking about?” Harmond snapped making your uncle flip.

“Stop calling her that,” he growled as the flames grew.

Lucifer took a step towards Harmond as you yelled out and the fires died out, the three men vanished leaving only you and your uncle in the room. He turned to face you, rage seeping from him and filling the air with an almost suffocating feeling. You stood tall as his rage turned to you.

“You allow him to disrespect your mother? You actually let him, I can’t believe you’re my blood at times,” Lucifer hissed. “You are the child of an Archangel, act like it Y/N.”

“And I will not idly sit on the sidelines and watch you harm the people I love. Or Harmond.” you snarled, “Do you really want to do this with me?”

Lucifer tensed before sighing, “No, go back to your petty humans. We will discuss this later.”

“No more bodies, just phone me.” You sighed and looked to him, “please, I don’t want to lose you too dad.”

Lucifer sighed and pulled you into a tight hug, kissing your hair, “I know kiddo, and I am sorry about your adopted mother, she wasn’t supposed to be harmed.”

You nodded and headed back into town to find Sam and Dean talking with Joshua. All three turned to you as you approached, Sam running to you, cupping your face and looking for any signs of injury. Dean stood with his arms crossed, watching you as Joshua stared in shock.

“I’m tired, can you yell at me tomorrow?” you asked, “He’s gone.”

By the time you had woken and showered the next morning, you were just pulling your shirt over your head as a knock on your door sounded and you heard Sam call your name. Sighing and deciding that prolonging the inevitable was pointless you opened the door and the three men stepped into your bedroom.

“Come in, I guess?” you snapped, slightly irritated.

“You have a whole heap of explaining to do Bambi,” Harmond retorted and took a seat at the small table, looking up to you, “Do I have to bring you in? Are you a danger to us too?”

You glared at your partner, “First of all, quit using that nickname. Second, you couldn’t if you tried and third… depends how much you piss me off, I’m still armed buddy.”

The brothers both snickered as Joshua clenched his fists but fell silent, after a short moment of silence Dean spoke as he took a seat on the sofa. You sighed and quickly poured yourself a coffee while Sam sat on the edge of your bed, all three men staring at you.

“Y/N, can you explain this?” Dean asked softly.

As you nodded you looked to the corner of the room, “No point hiding Castiel, I can see you and you know this.” Cas appeared, leaning against the wall as Dean’s eyes narrowed, “Lucifer didn’t lie, Michael is my dad. I’m an angel…”

“Nephilim,” Dean corrected.

“No, Y/N is an angel. She is the child of Michael… and Lucifer,” Castiel confirmed.

All three men stared, Joshua’s hand twitching at his gun, “Thanks Cas, but yeah, Lucifer and Michael are my parents. I don’t like thinking about how they left me with a very kind woman, she was a hunter, she died. What else do you want to know?”

“Who is the girl you’re possessing?” Sam asked, “She has a name too, and a family.”

You shook your head, “I’m like Uncle Gabe, I haven’t possessed anyone. This is my vessel, it's me. Uncle Cas has been keeping me hidden from the others, he didn’t want me to get hurt.”

“Why?” Sam asked looking to you confused.

“I’m an archangel…”

[the-moody-angel]

Risking Fingers

Amaya yawned as she made her way to the bathroom. She was always the first to go to bed and the first to wake up - that way she didn't have to wait in line for the bathroom every morning. It was a habit she had developed while in the JSA, since their rigorous training prevented anyone from sleeping in.

After brushing her hair she reached for her toothbrush and flinched back when her fingers brushed against a cool sharp edge.

"What the hell!?"

"What is it?" Nate said as he walked up to the door.

"This," Amaya responded as she reached out to pick up the object. She gingerly removed it from where it innocently sat in the cup next to her toothbrush.

"Isn't that one of Sara's knives?" He asked as she held it up.

"It must be since no one else really uses them. But what on earth is it doing in here?"

"No idea. I'll ask her about it later. Are you almost done in here?"

"Almost." As Nate went back into the hall to wait, Amaya set the knife on the edge of the steel sink. Hopefully Sara would find it later and put it back in it's proper place . . .

The next one to find their fingers at risk was Jax. He was in the engine room, half buried in the engines and trying to figure out why they kept stalling. He didn't even know that a time ship could stall for crying out loud.

"Gideon, are you sure you can't find anything wrong?"

"Yes, Mr. Jackson.  All parts of the engine appear to be intact. I can detect nothing out of place."

"What the hell then!" Jax fumed as he disentangled himself from the inner workings of the ship.

"There is no damn reason for my ship to be malfunctioning!"

"I do have one suggestion Mr. Jackson." Said the AI in a conversational tone.

"Spit it out Gideon, if I don't get the Waverider to 100 percent Sara'll thow my ass off of it."

"I highly doubt that Miss Lance would commit such an act no matter how upset she might become. However, it could be that something is interfering with the electric currents connecting the engines. The beams are mostly covered but there is a slight gap between the two engine casings where something small might be able to fall and become stuck in place."

"Why didn't you mention this before Gideon?" Asked Jax as he made his way across the room to the three inch gap between the hulking steel structures. As he bent to press his eye to the gap the AI responded.

"I am sorry Mr. Jackson, I assumed you knew every inch of the ship and therefore every possible area of potential malfunction. You say as much on a regular basis."

Jax rolled his eyes. Who knew a computer could have an attitude.

"Hey, I see something." Jax slowly maneuverd his hand into the space.

"Please be careful Mr. Jackson, touching the beams could result in deathly injury."

"Yeah, I got that." Jax muttered.

He groped around for the object and clutched at the cold sharp edge, gripping it and sliding it back out.

"What the heck is this doin back here!?"

"It appears to be one of Miss Lance's throwing knives."

"I can see that Gideon. But how did it get stuck in between my engines?" Jax looked up at the ceiling as if he could see the AI as she gave her response.

"I did observe Miss Lance and Mr. Snart enter this room earlier yesterday, although for some reason my cameras malfunctioned while they were inside, so I am afraid that I am unable to provide any more information."

"What the hell." Jax mumbled. He left the knife in the cargo room on his way back to the library. Hopefully Sara would put it back with the rest of them.

Ray wandered through the halls. They had just gone several rounds with the Legion, who had somehow managed to invade the Waverider while it was docked in the 30's. They hadn't lost anyone and their piece of the spear was safe but the ship had been a mess and everyone was more than a little banged up.

Mick had a nasty gash on his head, Sara, a dislocated shoulder, and Jax a concussion, which poor Martin was feeling as well. However, only Mick was still down. Everyone else had worked to put the Waverider back to rights.

They had just finished cleaning, which had been super easy - thanks to his own superior organization skills thought Ray. Now if only he could get Mick to stick to the chore chart.

He was on his was to the medbay to see how the arsonist in question was doing when something glinted on the wall in the artificial light.

"What's this?" He walked up and peered at the object.

"Huh. Sara must've been aiming at the speedster, otherwise there's no way she would've missed." Ray shrugged and reached up to pull the blade out of the wall.

And pulled.

And pulled.

He was red in the face when he finally stepped away.

"OK." He sighed, "that's not coming out anytime soon. I'll just ask Sara to take care of it." He paused in thought, "as soon as her shoulder is better."

"HEY HAIRCUT!" Mick yelled from the medbay around the corner "IS THAT YOU? YOU BETTER NOT BE TALKING TO YOURSELF!"

"No, no, of course not Mick." Ray jogged away from the impailed wall, forgetting all about the knife - at least until an hour later when he found two more similar situations next to his bedroom door . . .

It was a week later and Nate was in the library with his feet propped up reading when Stein walked in.

"Oh hey Professor, Whatcha up to?"

"Greetings Mr. Heywood, I was just looking to see if I could help with any research. Since we've been in the temporal zone for a while now I find myself itching, so to speak, for something to do."

"Oh yea, sure. Here, pull up a chair." He said while taking his feet off the desk.

"Thank you" Stein said as he sat down.

"Here," Nate said as he passed a pile of books over, "start with some of these."

They read in silence for a while before Stein grabbed a new book and opened to a random page.

"Oh my!" He gasped as a clatter accompanied his exclaimation, causing Nate to look up.

"What was that?" He followed the Professor's gaze to the floor where a small silver knife shined innocently.

"Was this in the book?" He asked Stein as he carefully picked it up.

"Yes, it was indeed. It slid out and almost hit me as soon as I opened the pages."

"Amaya found one next to her toothbrush a while back. I gotta tell Sara to stop leaving these around."

"It's strange." Stein murmured thoughtfully.

"How so?" Nate asked.

"Hmm? Oh, well in the past Miss Lance has always seemed so particular about her weapons. Always keeping them clean and put away when they're not on her person. But as of late, she seems to be leaving them in the oddest of places."

"That's weird. Well, we can ask her about it later. For now I'll just put this where we can't cut ourselves by accident." Nate tossed the pice of steel into a drawer as he spoke and it wasn't long before they forgot about it.

For a little while at least. Very soon tho, the entire ship was going to get a rude awakening.

Mick was in the kitchen; eating as usual. After raiding the cabinets he moved on to the fridge. He knew there was a cake in here damn it. A chocolate one. Yes! He pulled it out and then paused. There was a hilt sticking out of the top of the frosting.

Mick stared for a second and then shrugged. If Sara stuck one of her ninja knives in a cake then he was gonna use it. He pulled the knife out and used it to cut a huge chunk loose. Then he tossed it on the counter, shoved the cake back in the fridge and grabbed his beer.

There wouldn't have been a problem if he hadn't tried to sit down.

He put his beer on the table, pulled a chair out, and plopped down. Or at least, partway down.

He leapt up screaming before he actually hit the seat.

"WHAT THE FUCKING HELL!? I'M GONNA-"

"What on earth?" Stein came running into the room with Jax right behind him.

"Yo, what happened man?" Asked Firestorm's younger half.

"MY ASS! I GOT STABBED IN THE ASS!" Mick roared.

Before the other two men totally understood what had happened, Mick was waddling by with one hand over his wounded ass cheek. In his wake he left the culprit: one of Sara's many blades skewering the seat of Micks chair, the tip dyed red with the burly man's blood.

The whole crew had been finding their Captains blades in the weirdest places for weeks now, but for Mick this was the last straw.

Sara was oblivious to the chaos going on within her ship. She was in her office on the couch in the corner, keeling on the cushions and leaning down to lock lips with the crook beneath her. His hands were tangled in her blond hair and hers were pressed into the fabric above his shoulders.

They had been like this for several minutes and the assassin was starting to feel lightheaded when they finally came up gasping for air. She stared at his flushed face and sparkling eyes and knew hers must be twice as red.

"You know," drawled the crook, "if we keep this up, at this rate we're going  to have to move to a more private place." Sara smirked.

"What, like the engine room? We barley got out of there before Jax showed up. Plus I'm getting tired of having to delete Gideon's security footage. What's wrong with an actual bed?" Leonard smiled.

"It's more entertaining."

"Hmmm," Sara smiled as she leaned down again, "I suppose I can agree with that." As they locked lips once more, Leonard ran his hands down her sides and hips. She moaned and bit his lip, causing him to make a lower noise. The combined sounds and shivers of desire prevented either of them from noticing Leonard's hands dislodging one of Sara's many knives and allowing it to slip between the couch cushions.

Sara's hands had just made it under Leonard's shirt and his were sliding down the back of her jeans when Micks angry tones reached their ears.

"BLONDIE! I HAVE A BONE TO PICK WITH YOU!"

Len and Sara leapt apart, Sara rolling off the couch, onto the floor and standing up in one fluid motion while Len was left to sit up and turn towards the bridge, where a very pissed off arsonist was storming towards the office, murder in his eyes.

"YOU STABBED ME IN THE FUCKING ASS! WHAT THE HELL BLONDIE?"

Sara didn't even pause, just swiftly pulled another ever-present knife from out of nowhere. She opened her mouth to tell Mick to stop but the big man was already a statue, his eyes fixed on the gleaming steel in his Captains hand.

"Mick," Leonard stayed where he was as he spoke, "what the hell is going on?" Mick slowly raised one hand to point at Sara's blade.

"I've been finding blondie's ninja knives everywhere for weeks. I didn't really care, until one ended up in a chair and I sat on the damn thing!"

"How do you not notice a knife stuck in the seat of a chair?" Asked Sara as she lowered the one in her hand.

"That's not the point!" Mick snapped as The rest of the crew finally ran onto the bridge.

"I think what Mr. Rory means is that it is unsafe for you to be leaving your weapons all over the ship Miss Lance." Stein; always the diplomat.

"Yea," Jax agreed, "what the heck Sara, didn't you used to keep those locked up in the cargo hold or somthing?"

"I know, right?" Ray said. "Why are they suddenly in the most random of places; like the wall for instance?"

"Or my engine room?"

"Or in our place of study?"

"Dude," Nate looked over at the professor, "just say library, will ya?"

"I -"

"Alright, alright!" Everyone turned towards the crook as he stood and interrupted the professors protest.

"I can clear this whole thing up right now, although those of you with more . . . delicate ears . . . may want to cover them.

"Oh boy." Sara muttered. But there was no stopping him. Mick had interrupted something enjoyable, and Leonard was annoyed.

"Sara and I make out all over the ship. You know this, some of you have even walked in on it." He glared at Ray who gulped noticeably.

"Sometimes that kissing turns into sex. Which means our clothes come off and so do Sara's knives, and sometimes they get left behind. Also sometimes they end up in her hands and thus end up in nearby surfaces such as walls or knocked over chairs." All of this was said in very bored tones with his hands in his pockets.

Everyone's eyes and mouths slowly got wider except for Sara, who just closed hers and pressed one hand to her forehead in exsaperation.

Leonard paused and looked around.

"Any questions? No. Good." He grabbed Sara's hand and began dragging her away.

"Mick, go to the med bay and have Gideon fix up your ass. The next one to complain about the Captain's weapons gets one thrown at them by me. I may not be League of Assassins but I can still throw a knife."

No one dared say anything as the crook and the assassin walked away hand in hand.

As Leonard's door closed behind them he turned to look as Sara's beaming face.

"What." Her grin widened.

"If this is what it took to get you to a real bed I would've stabbed Mick in the ass weeks ago."

"Very funny assassin." And with that they resumed the activity that Mick had interrupted.

This time, they made sure to collect all of Sara's knives afterward. Sara didn't want her boyfriend to end up in the same position as his best friend.

[ask-jungshook]

// HEYO! :D Here’s my version of the Meet the Artist meme that’s been going around! I got several admin asks as well, so might as well knock out two birds with one stone! 

Fun Facts & Q&As under the cut!

Sup! I go by Dissu! It’s my art/gaming nickname that was given to me by friends and pretty much just stuck with me to the extent that I respond to it as much as my real name haha

FUN FACTS! ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ

My corgi’s full name is Lucas GNAR (the latter being League of Legends inspired-- his nickname is Lulu tho ;o) I’m a total nerd and gamer if you haven’t guessed by now HAHA

I carry backpacks over small purses because I easily lose/misplace small things. (Bags with shoulder straps always slide off my shoulders too) My other two bags are a winged backpack and a small crossbody.

I carry a pillow in my backpack so I can sleep on the bus on my commute to work (I have no more shame LOL) Lucas ate an eye off it when he was a puppy, so that’s why it has one eye LOL

I doodle on post-its because they’re easier to get rid of/scrap if it comes out looking bad. I don’t have any sketchbooks because for some reason I’m really bad at drawing in books??

I have a slight case of RBF, so I will most likely look :| even though I’m :D on the inside

I dye my hair because my hair is usually extremely oily and dyeing is usually the only way to counteract it. (But mad respect to kpop groups because holy shit bleaching your hair pretty much fries it 2/10 would recommend -- also grey hair is rly hard to maintain zzz) 

My average sleep time on weekdays is 5 hrs, but on weekends it’s 12+ hrs. 

I am a self proclaimed sparkling rock (because I’m really bad at expressing my emotions irl lol)

ASKS! ( ˊᵕˋ )♡.°⑅

BTS: JIMIN by a narrow margin, JK and NAMJOON are tied for a close second (Yoongi is forever my spirit animal though)

For other KPOP groups I follow currently:

Big Bang: TOP

Sechskies: Eun Jiwon

I mainly use SAI! (and PS for animation)

And it’s ironic because I’m like 99% sure I messed up my brush settings yesterday lol but here’s what I have right now. I pretty much use the default brush for all my sketches, lineart and coloring. (The only difference is just brush size) 

I’ve been playing around with my settings more and more just for fun/ trying out new things since I already messed up my settings /weeps (I should have had a screenshot of my original settings in hindsight . . . rip me)

Q__Q omgsjakhgsdlkg thank you guys so much (●♡∀♡) <333 You all give me motivation to keep on drawinggg! <3 (I’m also rly bad at expressing thanks but tytytytyty x100000, it means a lot)

Disclaimer: Just wanna add really quickly, take what I say with a grain of salt bc what worked for me might not work for everyone.

Don’t give up & practice A LOT!

I’ve never had any ‘legit’ art classes in the sense that the only art I got from school was one elective class in high school. The program I was in during HS and the field I’m in now are both devoid of creativity lol (Which is why people at my workplace are usually surprised to see that I draw) That being said, most of my art is mainly trial and error! But it’s a hobby that I enjoy a lot, so I don’t mind the trial and error aspect of it. I also really like the fact that you can like graduallllly see improvement the more you draw! :D Only recently, I’ve been actively trying to get better and improve since I have more time to do things now. (Legit school was probably the main reason why I couldn’t draw a lot -- exams man)

To elaborate a bit, overall I think I’m an average artist at best because there’s simply so much that I still need to learn. I feel like for me, I never fully grasped the foundation for drawing (mainly anatomy), so I’m trying to relearn that now that I have free time. (I think previously, all I drew was still-life, so I . .  . can draw fruit???? LOL) Like if you look at most of my older pieces, you can see that I have no clue how to draw clothing, body structure, or color theory. (The good thing is, that I know my weaknesses, so it’s a good starting block! haha)

But for art in general, it’s all about your foundation and how you build on it. If you don’t know how to break the body down by body parts, then there’s no way that you can free draw a person that looks perfect. So at this point, for me, it’s just a quest for learning & self improvement! :D

Another important thing is to step outside of your comfort zone! I strongly believe that you learn from failure especially for art. Like I think this year was the first time I drew a full body picture because I forced myself to step away from just drawing faces only. (LOL LEGIT I’VE ONLY DRAWN HEADSHOTS OF PEOPLE FACING LEFT FOR LIKE 99.9% OF THE TIME) While it wasn’t perfect, I definitely learned from it.

I also highly suggest iterative drawing! Which is basically drawing the same thing over and over, but changing small things with every repetition. That way, you can compare and see what worked and what didn’t and carry that forward!

Also, don’t expect like change overnight! That’s one of the things I think people have a misconceptions of-- especially something that new artists can get a bit down on, because they don’t ‘see’ improvement. But JUST KEEP ON DRAWING! Because improvement will always be gradual. (It’s very similar to working out -- like you’ll gain muscle tone over time & not overnight)

Like this is probably one of the first CG pieces I drew like YEARRRRS back (maybe 2009????) when I first tried digital art vs a WIP of what I’m currently working on right now (yes, dat’s a jimin) :

So clearly, getting from point A to point B for me happened over a lot of years and not right away, but just know that it IS possible if you’re willing to be patient -- and that improvement is there even if you don’t see it! 

Also I just wanna throw out there that improvement isn’t always going to be a upwards curve, it might stagnate/plateau occasionally and that’s OK! I think when I was still in school, I took A LOT of art hiatuses that spanned months so when I would get back into drawing, my art probably looked worse LOL 

But for me personally, what it comes down to in the end, is that:

1) You’re making art because YOU enjoy it. If you go into drawing with the intention of getting famous or having a lot of notes, then there really isn’t that much personal sense of joy if you’re basing your accomplishments by how many notes you receive. Draw for the sake of yourself instead of for the sake of others -- it’s a lot more liberating.

2) You’re basing your improvement against yourself, not against other people. Everyone is different and everyone learns things at different rates, so don’t feel discouraged if someone else is improving at a different rate than you are. I know a lot of people get discouraged when they see how fast others may be improvement-- I mean there was a point where I was like that, but ultimately, improvement will always be a battle against yourself only. (This applies to like self improvement lol not just art improvement)

3) Have a positive outlook & be patient. Basically going back to point 1, art should be something that you enjoy doing/something that makes you happy! Personally for me, I don’t see a point of calling something a hobby if you find no joy in doing it. I feel like in the past my main struggles were that I was unhappy about my art because I kept on comparing it to like REALLY good people HAHAHA & because I had like no improvement in the beginning, but then I realized that there’s not point of being sad over something I can’t control. Because all artists have their own story and all artists have to start out somewhere. (tbh sometimes, all you have to do is just change your mindset a bit) 

TLDR; Lots of practice, seek improvement, try new things, have a positive outlook (BE HAPPY!!!) & don’t give up! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و HWAITING!

 >___> I just realized that I wrote a lot in no particular order, so I’m sorry that it turned into one very messy essay LOL but hopefully that was kinda helpful? igotlazierastimewentonthololsosorryifthelastsectionmadenosense 

BUT I THINK I’M FINALLY DONE LMFAO! (Also bless, this cleared out several asks from my inbox) :D If anyone’s curious about anything else, feel free to message me (or ask me stuff once my askbox re-opens) -- I’m always free to chat! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ