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fipindustries · 4 years ago

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list of comics i made so far

i already shared the list of all the novels i tried to write throughout my llife so i see no reason why not to do the same with the comics i tried to work on. no i should clarify, with my lists of novels there was a clear cut distinction between what was a novel and a short story so to parse one from the other was an easy task. it should be known that i wrote hundreds of shorts stories that i havent shared with anyone. now a similar situation occurs with my comics, i have done hundreds upon hundreds of little comics, short jokes, little skits and short lived strips through my life, so in order to give this list some weight and not make it longer than the bible the criteria i used was that it had to be something i did on a regular basis or that tells a self contained story with a beggining middle and end.

now without further ado, lets begin!

spike Vanderville (age 7)

you can tell i was way more into comics than i was into novels from a young age. done with pen and folded paper, it was the story about a young kid called spike, whose design was heavily inspired by bradley from sticking around, who had magical powers which allowed him to manipulate reality. it was a mix of harry potter and a series of illustrates short stories that came in a magazine in argentina. his best friend was a scarecrow with a pumpkin head that he had brought to life, his archnemesis was a fat bully.

curiously enough i was so passionate about this project even though i had no idea what i was doing and no talent that i actually did like three full colored issues of it. my family was really proud of me. sadly those comics are completly lost to time

andrew and the monkey (age 10)

this was the classical story about a boy and his best friend the talking animal. one page comedy strips done in pen and paper. nothing too clever, just a way for me to try lame jokes mostly stolen from spongebob squarepants. not much else to it. i tried to do like a revamp in 2014 but it was short lived, as you can see the jokes didnt get any less lame

FIP industries (age 17)

mostly done in digital. yes as you can see fip is something that has followed me my whole life in quite the variety of mediums. there were as a matter of fact multiple attempts to make this comic a real thing but time and again they would peter off as i saw that my skill was just not up to the task. i think i have talked more than enough about fip industries on this blog, one interesting thing is that if you follow the link you will come across a lot of proto ideas that i had before they cemented and took their definite shape in the novel (and even after the novel i kept retconning and retooling things over and over again, fip industries is an ongoing thing that will probably last my entire lifetime)

Disregarding Reality I (age 20)

the first iteration of disregarding reality, a humorous strip done in pencil and paper, a fairly short lived affair, lasting no more than 3 months. the entire premise of the comic was an MRA activist and a feminist live together, they are friends, they argue a lot. remember 2013 guys? back when this whole politics bullshit truly kicked off online? this was before gamer gate, mind you. but by that point i had seen more than enough of it on tumblr and i was like “someone should do some scathing commentary with wit and penache” and that someone had to be me. mainly inspired by commics like f@nboys and el goonish hive and a thousand billion others that were so popular back in those halcyon days.

i got bored of it pretty quickly and it wouldnt be until three years later than i would finally decide to re-start the project but until then...

Strangers in the forest (age 21)

here comes a rather productive era in my ouvre, ink and paper, based on a short story i wrote, its about an eldritch monster pretending to be human and a ghost girl, killed by her father. they have a dispute because the monster wants to eat the corpse of the girl but the ghost doesnt want to give up her bones because its the one thing that tethers her to the mortal plane. they eventually resolve their dispute. by this point i was actually, unironically trying my best to do comics which i felt looked professional.

Song of a nightmare (age 21)

another one based on a short story i wrote. ink and paper, a private detective wakes up in the middle of the night and sees a mermaid lying in bed next to him. he spends most of the comic trying to figure out how the hell is this possible. still one of my favourite ones and certainly one of my family’s and friends favourites as well. a rather poetic tale, strongly inspired by argentinian fiction and their propensity towards magical realism, i was reading a lot of cortazar back then.

Aika (age 21)

as you can tell i was on a fucking roll that year. ink and paper, this was a story based upon a simple and basic idea that i had in my mind for years and years. i always liked the concept behind the movie “the kid” where bruce willis mysteriously comes across himself as a kid. so of course one day i came up with the idea, what if you recieved a visit from your future self... but she was a woman?

this is probably the most aggresively trans story i ever wrote in my life, it is literally about a guy realizing they are trans and breaking down over it. here is the giant kicker, i did not realize at all what i was doing. i was completly unaware of what was going on here, i was still deep deep in the closet and not even realizing i was there. it really is astounding the honesty and the rawness with which i wrote this comic and it went all over my head. a perfect example of “im such a great ally lol”

oh also there is time travel i guess. my main impetus (beyond whatever my subconcious was forcing me to do) was my desire to make a complete clusterfuck of a story, i was a huge fan of homestuck, i had read fleek and demon, i wanted to do my own take on a hypercomplicated time travel puzzle plot. other things came out on top of it but i didnt noticed them. fucking hilarious

Hello Agatha (age 21)

a comedic strip about a wacky pixie dream girl having wacky adventures with her wacky friends, one of which is a man with a toilet for a head. what a gut buster, what a knee slapper!

there is not much to say about this one, wacky surreal comedy was always my favourite and so time and again i would try my hand at it but it is surprisingly hard to do!

The /co/ ventures! (age 20 - age25)

an ongoing project done in multiple mediums. i think i said more than enough about this in here and here. it was me practiscing comics, practiscing my humor and adding my tiny grain of sand to the 4chan culture. i am proud to say these comics were actually very well liked there and that i would be recognized without a name or signature of any kind, just on the strength of my style.

the vest kind of madness (age 22)

probably one of the projects in which i put the biggest amount of effort to make it look professional. traditional inks and digital colors. a crossover that i cant believe never happened in comics considering how obvious it is. Rac Shade, the changing man and delirium of the endless, the two flagship vertigo characters associated with madness. clearly a match made in heaven.

to this day im flabbergasted i seem to be the only one to think of this.

Disregarding Reality II (age 23)

another work where i have already spilled rivers of bytes explaining my thought process behind it. after having a no good, terrible, very bad day, finding my self aimless and without purpose, deep in denial and depression, i decided to give my self a big project to have something to get me out of bed every day. these three guys came from the depths of my mind to save me.

this time leaning a lot more on silly humor and surrealism than political commentary, still insanely proud of how much i managed to make this last, almost three years, well over 200 pages! and in here i found the inspiration and the creative energy to tackle all sorts of diverse projects of which we are about to see all about.

Mama Bird (age 24)

my masterpiece.

by far the best comic i ever did. a kid with a bird for a mom. hilarious, touching, heartbreaking. it was a concept that i had come up with when i was 21. back then it was supposed to be exclusively a humorous comic strip but then i found a dramatic angle for the story and that was when everything clicked into place. that was when i realized this was a comic i had to do. and i did it. it took me five months but it was well worth it. still insanely proud of this one

Soft boys (age 25)

a weird experimental little story where i decided to sit down and deconstruct one of the most popular superpowers. super elasticity. more akin to me just mashing my toys against each other than me trying to tell a serious story. i am actually really happy with some of the art here and some of the sequences presented. particularly the final one where a brick joke twenty pages in the making finally pays off.

Hexen Snatch (age 25)

a semi spinoff to my novel FIP industries, we focus on a side character that managed to survive after the events of the novel and how they’ll manage to survive further beyond that. insanely soaked by the magical world of pact by widbow i wanted desperatly to share my own take on magic, every page is accompanied by a little text where i expand upon the lore and the way magic is supposed to work on this world. i really like the prose on those snippets and the ideas they work almost more that the comic itself with which i was not happy at all when i was working on it. i didnt like the character design, i didnt like how the art in general was coming out, i didnt like the pacing of the story or how superficially we were getting to expore this world in the comic proper. i had to take a very long hiatus just to accumulate the will to finish the comic and once i did i feel it really petered off without much of a satisfying payoff.

on some level i blame the exhaustion and frustration that i came out of this comic with for the fact that i ended up quitting disregarding reality soon afterwards.

Maxplosive (age 26)

another project that has followed me across multiple mediums. came up with an idea for a videogame back in 2015. saved it on the back pocket for a while, used it as a story within a story on my novel fan.tastic, practisced a couple of animations with the characters and eventually decided that, if my skills at videogame making were not enough, i had at least more than poven myself as a comic artist so maybe that was the definitive medium in which this idea would have to exist.

the original idea was to tell the story in two parts, the first half would introduce the character and the videogame as if the comic was a playthrough of the game. all fun and childlike and innocent. then the second half was meant to explore the life of the main character as an adult, how being “a videogame protagonist” had ruined her body, her mental health and her life. i tried all sorts of weird stuff with the format here, using reciclable assets, static camera angles and generally presenting the whole thing as if it was a videogame.

sadly the project got too big for my breaches, i was fucking exhausted back then, swamped with a bunch of other projects, my job, other responsabilities, unsatisfied with the story and with no idea where to take it. eventually i got tired, decided to skip a day, then the day became a week and then the week became a month and by then i had to face the facts, i was just no longer able to continue the comic. and so i quit not only maxplosive but disregarding reality all together.

i still did the occasional comic here and then but it wouldnt be until the very end of 20-fucking-20 that i was finally inspired to tackle a new project, my newest one, my last one....

Lapsarian (age 27)

an interesting experiment, i decided to do the whole comic in one sit and then post it chapter by chapter on a weekly basis. a surprising result of this was that i managed to do in one month the same amoung of pages that would have taken me 5 months back when i started disregarding reality, is good to see that after al this time i still got it.

took me a while to get the hang of it again and find my own style once more but once i armed up it was smooth sailing for 40 pages all the way to the end. but what is this comic even about?

its... weird, with full disclosure and no shame, it is mostly a fetish story about big lizard creatures commiting vore. the milkman had already shown me that i could do those types of stories and no lighting would come from the heavens to strike me down so i said, why not as a comic? i like to think that beyond the fetish content it is still a decent story in its own right, an interesting feedback that i got from this is that people are suprised how earnest it is, one saying something like “this is the best pitch for a fetish that i was never interested in”

Conclussion:

looking back on this im surprised, turns out i was a lot more prolific and working a lot more regularly than i expected, in here are documented ten years of creative output that never seems to wane. it was fun to do the roundabout trip and see how my style, my technice and generally my work ethic evolved through the years. another nice thing to see is the multiple formats, the multiple tools and mediums i experimented with, i find myself constantly trying new things, new methods, new angles, new interesting ideas for how to make a comic (without even getting into what to make a comic about).

something i always knew about myself was that drawing is a fundamental part of who i am, it is something that just cant be taken away from me and that will always be a part of my life one way or the other, is good to see it so plainly, in black and white, on this list. here goes for what i might be able to do in the future

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letsgetfuckingsuperwholocked · 6 years ago

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New Beginnings (Part 4)

Frank Adler x OFC

A/n: It’s been a hot minute… sorry! Life, you know? Anyways, enjoy!

Warnings: Evelyn… or should I say “evil-lyn”? IDK lol

Main Masterlist // Series Masterlist

There were three rules Annie told herself she was going to follow, when she arrived in Florida.

Number one, she was going to see the ocean. The closest thing she’d seen to an ocean was Lake Superior in Duluth, with its vast, open water… but it wasn’t the same. She wanted to smell the spray of salt in the air and feel real ocean sand under her feet. Though the salt would definitely fuck with her curly hair, turning it into a complete frizz-ball, she was ready to take the necessary steps – and buy enough leave-in conditioner to fill a gallon bucket – to see the water.

The second rule she told herself was that she was going to move on. After the death of her parents, breaking up with Lance, and leaving the comfort of her home state… it was time. It was her decision to make the move, and she had to put on her big girl panties and deal with the repercussions. Even though she missed Gavin and Gracie with her entire heart. She was going to make new friends, start getting back out there and date, and explore her new environment – see rule number one.

The last rule was that she was going to stay relatively drama-free. That rule had already been broken, the day she got the call from Gracie saying that her brother’s brakes had been tampered with, and her little stalker had sent a letter to her new address – further proving that he would follow her to the ends of the earth. Drama free might have been on her wish list of life goals, but… it was easier said than done.

She was lucky, though. She had people who made the entire thing bearable. Mary and Roberta were over the second that Annie was back from work, she’d made a few new work friends, and Frank had been exceptionally nice to her since watching her break down on her back porch. He’d even gone out of his way to invite Annie and Elena to the beach with him, Mary, and Roberta – helping her check off rule number one on her list.

Thankfully, it was not an ‘adults wearing a swimsuit’ type ordeal. She didn’t know if she could physically handle seeing Frank in a swimsuit, without needing to baptize herself in the ocean to cool the hell off. Shirts were left on, toes were dipped in the chilly water, and sandcastles were made. Annie had practically annoyed the other two adults to death with her need to document the girls having fun in the sand – especially when she’d gotten an adorable picture of Mary on Frank’s shoulders – until Frank had finally had enough, taking her phone away and telling her to enjoy living in the moment.

What he didn’t understand, was that she wanted to re-live the happiness she was feeling at that moment, over and over again.

That’s why she wanted to document it.

“Knock knock!” Annie heard Mary yell from the back door, knocking on the storm door, which had been opened to let the breeze waft through the kitchen. “Can Roberta and I come in?”

“It’s open!” Annie called back, changing her shirt into something more comfortable. “I’ll be out in a second! There’s lemonade in the fridge!”

Pulling on a slouchy top, she heaved a sigh at the sight of the bright sunburn that burned over her entire upper body. She’d worn SPF fucking 50 and still got burnt! Stupid pale ass skin. At least it wasn’t as bad as it had been the day after they’d gotten back from the beach. That had been a nightmare of cranked-up AC, aloe gel, a shit ton of cold water, and some ice packs. She’d banished herself to the indoors until the burn was more of an angry, peeling pink.

Walking into the kitchen, she saw that Mary had another stack of books in her possession, containing facts about the Mexican culture.

“-and they have this holiday. It’s the one that was on that movie Coco. It’s called, ‘Día De Los Muertos’. Day of The Dead.” She explained to Elena, who didn’t look the slightest bit interested in what Mary had to say – considering she was wolfing down a stack of banana slices. “It goes from October 31st, to November 2nd. It’s super interesting. We should try to help you learn about it, and maybe even celebrate it. I think you’d enjoy it.”

“You finally sat down and watched Coco, huh?” Annie chuckled, smoothing down Mary’s hair before taking a seat next to Elena and stealing a piece of her banana when she wasn’t looking. “What did you think?”

“I can see why it won so many awards.” She replied, shrugging her shoulders and brushing her bangs away from her face. “Plus, I think it’s a good thing for the both of you to celebrate. It’s supposed to be a way to remember those in your family who have died. I don’t know if you believe in praying, or not – that’s your business – but it’s a way to pray to your loved ones who are gone.”

The pang that Annie got in her chest at the mention of her parents almost made her unable to swallow the little chunk of banana she’d stolen from Elena. She had a feeling that the pain would never go away… but would only become a dull pain as time went on. “I’ll think about it. It might be easier to teach Elena about it when she’s older, so she can understand what she’s celebrating.”

“You have a fair point.” Mary replied, sipping her glass of lemonade. “Frank told me that he can’t be the one to decide what I want to believe in. He said that I had to figure that out for myself.”

“Well, don’t tell Frank, but I agree with him.” She smiled at the young girl, snatching another piece of Elena’s banana – unfortunately getting caught and earning herself a whine from her daughter – before standing from the chair and walking over to her freezer. “I almost forgot. I got you something.”

Roberta’s face lit up in humor, knowing exactly what Annie was about to pull out of her freezer.

“What? What did you get me?” Mary switched into child-mode, practically bouncing in her chair at the idea of a surprise. “What is it?”

“Close your eyes.” Annie commanded, hand on the handle of the freezer, “And no peeking.”

The little girl did as she was told, scrunching her eyes closed, her entire face scrunching up along with them. She looked as if she’d just eaten something completely sour. “I’m not looking.”

Annie ripped open the door, taking the small package out of the freezer – the loud crinkle of the wrapper making Mary literally bounce in anticipation.

With a large grin, Annie held out the gift, so it was right in front of Mary’s face, “Okay, you can open your eyes.”

Mary’s eyes opened so comically fast, she looked as if she’d been a cartoon with her eyes about to bug out of her head. Once the gift registered, her eyes lit up in excitement, a shrill squeal escaping as she held out her hands to take the SpongeBob popsicle that Annie was currently offering. “A SpongeBob!”

The thing was a large popsicle bar that was shaped like SpongeBob SquarePants, colored yellow with the telltale buck-teeth and tie. The eyeballs were these weird black-colored gumballs that either fell off or turned your teeth black when you chewed it. Annie had showed a picture of it to Mary days prior, to which Mary had informed her that she’d never even tried popsicles that were shaped like characters. She’d only ever had the ones that come in the plastic tube that Mary had called a freezer pop, and Annie had called it a freezie – sparking a debate about the different terminology between Minnesotans and Floridians.

Apparently, Minnesotan’s were weird for saying ‘hotdish’ versus ‘casserole��.

Handing Mary the wrapper, Annie was glad to watch the girl act her age. She’d begun to appreciate the moments that the young girl would act like a normal eight year-old girl. Mary was one of a kind, but she was still so young. It was easy to forget, since she held more knowledge than most adults, and – after all the bullshit that Frank went through for Mary – Annie was determined to help her feel like she was having a normal childhood.

Frank didn’t ask her to do that – obviously, since he didn’t even know Mary told her about the court case and Mary’s mother – but she was going to do it, anyways.

“What do you say, Mary?” Roberta raised a brow at her as Mary tore through the packaging to get to the goods. “Mary?”

“Sorry!” Mary stiffened, turning to Annie with wide eyes, “Thank you for getting this for me.”

“You’re welcome, sweetheart.” Annie snorted, snatching the wrapper to toss in the trash. Her lips were lifted in humor, watching as Mary eyed the colorful pop greedily before damn near taking a chunk out of the top.

Turning to the sink to wash the sticky juice from her finger, she heard Elena whine for a bite – completely disregarding the delicious fruit she had in front of her and wanting the SpongeBob pop.

“You can have a bite, Elena.” Mary replied, her tone serious as she held the bar out halfway to the toddler. “But you have to say ‘please’.”

“Peeeeesh.” She whined out, making grabby hands at the bar. “Peeeeees.”

“Close enough.” Mary sighed, letting Elena take a small bite off the corner. “But you can’t have the gum. It’s bad for toddlers. You could choke.”

“That’s right, baby.” Roberta agreed, glancing at the pair over her book she’d grabbed from her bag on the floor. “You be careful with the gum, too. Don’t go swallowing it.”

As Mary started spouting facts about how long it took for the human body to digest chewing gum, Annie noticed movement outside the window above her sink.

Someone had pulled into the little parking area in front of Frank and Mary’s house.

It was an expensive car, the sleek body sticking out like a sore thumb among the older, dirtier cars in the area. The car was shiny and black, windows tinted dark enough that Annie couldn’t see the shape of the person driving.

That was, until the driver opened the door.

It was a woman. An older woman. She was dressed in a pristine pair of slacks and a crisp, white blouse. Her strawberry blonde hair was perfectly curled, and her face was hidden behind a pair of large designer sunglasses. She leaned back into the car, grabbing a large bag, before power-walking down the little path to Frank’s front door.

As she knocked on the front door, Annie turned to the ladies at the table in confusion, “Mary, honey, is Frank expecting someone? There’s a woman knocking on your door.”

Roberta’s demeanor immediately changed from her usual care-free self, to defensive and tense. Her shoulders stiffened as she quickly turned to glance out the kitchen window, narrowing her eyes at the woman who was knocking on Frank’s front door – face scrunched up in annoyance. “That’s Frank’s mom. Evelyn Adler.”

“Evelyn’s here?” Mary’s eyes lit up, as she wiped the colorful juice from her face with the back of her hand and set the pop on the wrapper. Annie, watching the sticky mess that Mary had made on her face and on the back of her hand, quickly grabbed a rag and wet it in the sink to help her clean up. “She said she was going to bring me more books!”

“Well, clean your face first.” She chuckled, handing Mary the rag before wiping her own hands on a towel hanging on the oven handle. “You don’t want to mess up Evelyn’s nice, white shirt with your SpongeBob hands.”

“Roberta, look.” Mary pointed to the melting SpongeBob, which only had one eye. “He looks like Fred.”

That loosened Roberta up a bit, as she snorted at the young girl’s antics. “Go say hello to Evelyn, before she leaves because she thinks you’re not around.”

The little blonde booked it towards the back door, screaming out her grandmother’s name in joy as she bound down the little, cement steps and ran to Evelyn – who looked shocked that Mary was coming from a random house.

“Do we go out there?” Annie asked Roberta, watching as Evelyn handed Mary the bags.

“You go out there with Elena,” The older woman replied, pulling her cellphone out from her bag. “I’ll call Frank and let him know that his mother is here.”

Oh, god. Did Annie really want to meet the infamous Evelyn Adler? After all the stories about the court case, and how Mary felt that her grandmother only wanted custody of her because she was smart? She’d rather punch the woman in her perfect teeth than have a civilized conversation with her, but… she’s an adult. She has to at least attempt to be the bigger person.

“Come on, Mija.” Annie cooed at Elena, holding her hands out to the toddler. “Wanna’ go outside to play with Mary?”

“May!” She screeched, attempting Mary’s fairly easy name. “Momma! May!”

“Yes, silly girl.” She snorted, sliding her out from her booster chair. “Mary.”

Hiking her up on her hip, Annie walked through the kitchen – nabbing her sunglasses off the counter and sliding them on – before throwing open the back door and stepping into the warm sunlight. The sun was too hot on Annie’s sunburn, but she ignored it – letting Elena down, so she could run to Mary.

“MAYYYY!!!!”

“It’s Mary, goofball.” Mary giggled, holding out her arms and crouching down to scoop up the small, curly-haired toddler. “Evelyn, this is Elena. Annie’s her mom. They live next door.”

“Hi!” Annie jogged over, a smile on her face. Fake it ‘till you make it, bitch. She outstretched her hand, praying that Evelyn wouldn’t copy the way she first met Frank, and leave her hanging. “I’m Annie.”

“Evelyn Adler.” With a mild look of distaste, Evelyn grasped her outstretched hand and shook it gently. Holy crap, this lady’s British? Why doesn’t Frank have an accent? Because that wouldn’t be fair to the world. “Charmed.”

“Nice to meet you.” Annie shoved her hands in her shorts pockets, awkwardly. Stop thinking about her son while she’s standing there. This woman looks like she could read minds. “Frank’s on his way home from work, I think, if you wanna’ wait for him. I have some lemonade in my kitchen, if you’re thirsty.”

“How old is your daughter?” Evelyn asked, ignoring Annie’s offer and watching as Mary and Elena played with a random kickball in the yard. “She looks barely two.”

“She’ll be two in just a few months.” A small pang of distrust squeezed Annie’s chest, as she watched the disgusted look on Evelyn’s face. “She’s kind of short, but I think that’s my fault. I got the short gene.”

“You have a toddler in these living conditions?” Evelyn scoffed, glancing around at the brightly colored houses in distaste. “The bugs alone is reason enough to have this place condemned.”

Now hold on a damn minute.

There was nothing wrong with the eclectic houses in the little community. In fact, most of them were freshly painted and there were talks of putting in a small playground. There were only bugs outside. Where they belonged. You hadn’t even seen a spider, yet, in your house. And what was with that tone? What was she trying to imply?

“Though I suppose I’m not surprised that Frank would choose a dump like this to raise my granddaughter.” She continued, glaring at the small pile of tools that littered Frank’s front step from his little project that morning. “He’s always been more concerned about what’s best for him.”

“Now, hold the hell on.” Annie held up her hand, tone firm. “I might not have known Frank for very long, but you’re one hundred percent wrong. He’s only concerned about what’s best for Mary. Frank’s number one priority has always been Mary. Can you say the same?”

“Excuse me?” She took a step back in outrage, hand flying to her chest like she hadn’t ever been offended like that in her life. Ever the victim, Evelyn? “Who the hell are you to judge me, you little harlot.”

Don’t lose your cool, Annie. Don’t lose your cool.

“Woah, now, lady.” Annie’s arms crossed over her chest as she tried to keep her voice down, so the girls didn’t hear them. “Who the hell are you calling a harlot? Anyways, what kind of mother says shit like that about their own child, huh?”

“What do you know about parenting?” She sneered, standing tall and looking down at Annie like she was beneath her. “What kind of mother-”

“Evelyn, what the hell?” Suddenly Frank was standing in front of Annie, shielding her from Evelyn’s wrath with his towering stature. Everyone has a towering stature compared to you, Annie. His arms were crossed defensively, as he glared down at the older woman with the same level of distaste. “What the hell are you doing here?”

Annie glanced over at the young girls, who were too enthralled by the kickball and ignoring the arguing adults altogether. Good. The girls didn’t need adult drama in their life. Roberta was sitting on Annie’s step, watching the girls but sneaking glances over at the scene unfolding before them. Stepping out from behind Frank, Annie took a few steps back and watched the younger girls. She snuck glances, like Roberta, and listened to the two while standing on the sidelines – hoping it’d be perceived as moral support, rather than eavesdropping.

“I came to bring Mary some more books.” Evelyn sighed, running her perfectly manicured fingers through her hair in frustration. “Honestly, Frank, do you even care about her education? She needs more books.”

“She goes to her classes, she has her books, you get her books… She’s fine, Evelyn.” Frank nearly growled, which sent a small shiver down Annie’s spine. Down, girl. “I told you that you could come see her, if you were civil. What I just walked in to was the opposite of civil.”

“Oh, please.” Evelyn laughed, condescending tone in full force. It was a surprise that anyone talked to this woman willingly. “That little squabble was merely me putting a little harlot in her place.”

Annie whipped around with a glare, watching the older woman watch her with a glint of satisfaction in her eye. Turning to Frank, Annie calmed her demeanor, “I’m going to walk away before I sucker-punch the elderly.”

As Annie turned back around, a warm hand was suddenly wrapped gently around her wrist – holding her in place. “Hold on, Annie.” Annie glanced at Frank in confusion, but his scowl was directed at his mother. “Evelyn’s leaving.”

“Do I at least get to say goodbye to my granddaughter?” Evelyn’s face faltered slightly, but she caught herself and crossed her arms over her chest. “Or are you going to keep that from me, as well?”

Frank’s shoulders dropped slightly, and his hand slipped from Annie’s wrist – taking his warmth with it and leaving her skin to tingle. “Of course, you can. If she wants a relationship with you, I’m not going to keep that from her.”

Evelyn’s only response was a hum, as she walked towards the young girls and called out Mary’s name. Annie couldn’t hear the quiet conversation between Evelyn and Mary, but Mary sprung forward and wrapped Evelyn in a hug – laughing when Elena did the same. Evelyn’s demeanor shifted into a happier one, as she gently patted the toddler on the head and bid her goodbye to her granddaughter.

“I’m sorry about her.” Frank’s deep voice cut through the silence, and Annie’s eyes flicked over to the seething man. His shoulders were tense as he shoved his hands in his pockets and tried not to glare in Evelyn’s direction while the young girls were watching. “This is the first time we’ve seen her in person for… a while.”

Annie watched his eyes track the older woman’s movements until she was back in her shiny car, speeding off towards the town. She could hear Roberta – ever the mind reader – calling the girls inside to have some more lemonade and finish their snack. “You don’t have to apologize for her, Frank.”

“I know, it’s just…” He cut off, turning quickly and stalking towards the garage, hands shaking by his sides. Annie jogged after him, as he continued, “God! She’s just…” He whirled around at Annie, startling her into freezing on the spot – a small pang of anxiety and panic squeezing at her chest. If he were a cartoon character, his tanned face would be flaming red and steam would be shooting out of his ears. “What the hell were you two arguing about?”

She hesitated for a moment, not sure how to proceed. She could straight up tell him the bullshit that was spouting out of his mother’s mouth – possibly pissing him off further. She could pretend like it was no big deal – though, he would more than likely know that she was omitting the truth. She didn’t want Frank to be upset, but at the same time… Evelyn made her bed.

She settled for a happy medium.

“You.” She shrugged, adjusting her sunglasses and running a hand through her annoyingly frizzing hair. She needed to hit up a salon for some better hair product. This salty humidity was ruining her hair. “The girls didn’t hear anything, though.”

He stared at her for a moment, analyzing her – though she wasn’t sure if it was because he thought she was lying or what was going on in that head of his. Though, secretly, she didn’t mind him staring at her. This just wasn’t the situation she had in mind when she fantasized about him doing it… Knock it off, Annie. Jesus Christ.

Turning back around, he stomped over to his front step, gathering the leftover tools that he’d left there from that morning’s project. His hands were trembling as he threw the tools into his metal tool box with loud clangs, cutting through the silent breeze of the late afternoon. Annie was waiting for the moment. The moment he lost it.

It was like he was toilet cleaner and tin foil in a Gatorade bottle…

He was about to explode.

“Fuck!” He dropped a screw driver onto the sidewalk, before tossing his entire toolbox onto the ground – making Annie jump in place, heart pounding from the sudden clang of metal. Here’s the explosion. “God dammit.”

She watched as he slid onto the steps, running both hands through his hair – nearly ripping out the soft-looking strands – and trying to breathe properly.

Annie knew exactly what it felt like to be that frustrated. Though, she had a great relationship with her mother, she was very aware of what it felt like to be on the edge of a breakdown because of another human being. She felt that way every time she encountered her stalker. It was a feeling that left a knot in your stomach, and made you want to pull your hair out.

Taking a tentative step forward, she slowly approached him like he was a wild animal – ready to spring and attack. “Frank.”

He glanced up at her, and the mother inside of her nearly keeled over in heartbreak. Those were the eyes of a young kid. One who desperately wished for the love of a mother who didn’t give him the time of day. The look of a child who just wanted to desperately be loved. The shine of heartbreak in those beautiful blue eyes nearly brought her to tears.

He must have sensed the sympathy radiating from Annie’s petite form, because his face immediately became impassive, a wall building up before her very eyes. God… this guy was just as damaged as she was. His shoulders tensed slightly, eyebrows pulling together for a moment as she watched him get worked up, again.

Suddenly, he sprung up, scaring Annie slightly as she took a giant step back. “She’s a real piece of fucking work, I swear to god.” He began pacing, back and forth in the grass a few feet away from the steps, where Annie retreated – sitting down and watching him pace like an angry zoo animal. “She comes out of nowhere – out of nowhere – and suddenly wants a relationship with Mary? Why? Because she’s a genius?” He stopped, throwing his hands up in the air for a moment – as if shouting to the high heavens. “If she gets her fucking claws into her, she’s going to end up like my fucking sister.”

Annie was taken aback by that statement, though not completely shocked.

From what little she knew about the situation, he was pretty accurate.

“Over my dead fucking body is Mary going to end up like Diane!” He nearly shouted at Annie, as she sat there patiently, waiting for him to let it all out. Clearly, he needed it. This man needs a therapist. Who didn’t nowadays? He went back to pacing, scratching at his tamed beard for a moment while he pieced together what was running through his mind. “She fucking disowned Diane when Mary was born. She doesn’t deserve any moment of Mary’s time.”

He stopped, glancing at Annie’s house as if Mary could suddenly hear every word he was saying, shoulders sagging.

It was Annie’s turn to talk, now.

She sprung up, brushing off the back of her shorts and smoothing down her slouchy shirt. “Alright, get in the truck.”

Turning to her, his eyebrows scrunched together in confusion as he tilted his head, “What?”

“Get. In. The. Truck.” She repeated slowly, gesturing to her old pickup with the best mom-face she could muster. “You’re going to give me directions to the nearest drinking establishment, and we’re going to talk about it.”

“You don’t have to-”

“Too bad.” She began walking towards her house, Frank slowly following behind her. His lips twitched slightly upwards as her tiny frame bossed at him, but she was too busy taking charge to notice. “I’m going to ask Roberta to watch the kids and grab my purse. Truck’s unlocked. Get in it, Adler.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

Part 5 ...coming soon to a tumblr near you!

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andthentimestops · 6 years ago

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Tagged!

I was tagged by the lovely @deviantsupporter !

(Under Keep Reading bc this is a hella long non-dbh post HAHA)

LAST

Drink: Water!

Phone call: My mother who called to ask how many eggos we have left in the fridge LOL

Text: To my cousin about how equally sad as her I am about Sean leaving RHPC :’(

Song: By Firelight from Kara’s soundtrack

Time you cried: A few days back when I watched Deadpool 2 with my family HAHA

EVER

Dated someone twice: Nope!

Kissed someone and regretted it: Nope!

Been cheated on: Nope!

Lost someone special: Thankfully no

Been depressed: Yep. I was pretty depressed for almost an entire year when I was 15. I fall back into it sometimes now but I’ve definitely gotten a lot better since then!

Gotten drunk and thrown up: Nope! I’ve never tried alcohol before

Favourite colour: Pink or yellow (or orange heh)

IN THE LAST YEAR YOU HAVE

Made new friends: Yep, definitely!

Fallen out of love: Nope. I’ve never really been in love before (romantically, I mean)

Laughed until you cried: YES. My sister said some dumb shit and idk why I thought it was the funniest shit ever

Found out someone was talking about: (I don’t understand uwu)

Met someone who changed you: I don’t think so. I’ve definitely changed as a person but it was just because I felt like I needed to

Found out who your friends are: Yep, definitel

Kissed someone on your facebook friends list: Nope

GENERAL

How many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: I think I know all of them, though I don’t actively talk to them since most are just old classmates and people like that

Do you have any pets: I have two doggos

Do you want to change your name: I used to want to but I’ve learnt to love my name

What did you do for your birthday: I stayed at home alone and watched YouTube I think HAHAH afterwards I think I had dinner with my family, though. I can’t really remember, it was 5 months ago :P

What did you do at midnight last night: I tried to write the next part to my Captain Allen fic but I just kinda died HAHA

What is something you can’t wait for: I genuinely don’t really know

What are you listening to right now: Jacksepticeye play “A Normal Lost Phone”. I’ve watched/listened to it so many times the past few days but I can’t stop HAHA, I just really like it

Have you ever talked to a person named tom: Nope

Something that gets on your nerves: Self-centered people and animal abusers

Most visited website: Either tumblr or YouTube. I pretty much visit both on a daily basis

Hair colour: Dark brown

Long or short hair: Short :P

Do you have a crush on someone: Not really

What do you like about yourself: People think I’m funny which is pretty cool

Want any piercings: Yep. I wanna get ear piercings

Blood type: B+

Nicknames: None

Relationship status: Single as heck

Zodiac: Aries

Pronouns: She/Her

Favourite tv shows: Brooklyn Nine Nine, Spongebob Squarepants and The End of the F***ing World

Tattoos: Nope

Right or left handed: Right

Ever had surgery: YES. I’ve had many minor medical procedures but the most major one was my wisdom teeth surgery last year. It was quite the experience

Do you have any piercings//ear piercings: Nope

Sport: I’m more of an arts person

Vacation: Haven’t been overseas in years :’)

MORE GENERAL

Eating: Nothing

Drinking: Iced water

About to watch: Nothing

Waiting for: Nothing, really

Want: To stop being lazy and get to writing lolol

Get married: Perhaps one day!

Career: I wanna be a writer for video games :D

WHICH IS BETTER

hugs or kisses

lips or eyes

shorter or taller (I’d rather date someone taller)

older or younger (I’d rather date someone older)

nice arms or stomach

hookup or relationship

troublemaker or hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER

Kissed a stranger: NOPE

Drunk hard liquor: NOPE

Lost glasses: NOPE

Turned someone down: Kind of?

Sex on first date: NOPE

Broken someone’s heart: Yes, I think. I still regret it

Had your heart broken: Yes, I think

Been arrested: NOPE

Cried when someone died: Yes

Fallen for a friend: Yep

DO YOU BELIEVE IN

Yourself: Depends on the situation, I suppose.

Miracles: Hmmm, depends, too HAHA

Love at first sight: Nope. I believe in attraction/infatuation at first sight but definitely not love

Santa Claus: Nope

Kiss on first date: Depends

Angels: Nope

OTHER

Best friends names: Jaime

Eye colour: Dark brown

Favourite movie//movies: The Shawshank Redemption, Ladybird, Deadpool 2

Favourite actor//actors: James McAvoy, Jessica Chastain, Valorie Curry

Tags: (feel free to ignore this btw HAHA)

@magical-musical-imagines @foxyverse @im-not-insane-im-a-fangirl @deviantramblings @imagine-me-writing

#not an imagine #tagged

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acespacecadet · 6 years ago

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85 Questions Game

Rules: Answer these 85 questions about yourself and then tag 20 people

Thanks a lot for the tag @zukology!

Last-

1. Drink: Water

2. Phone call: State Fair Grounds

3. Text message: Mom

4. Song you listened to: I’m Not a Loser- SpongeBob SquarePants musical

5. Time you cried: Yesterday morning lol

Ever-

6. Dated someone twice: Nope

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Yes kissing is gross

8. Been cheated on: No

9. Lost someone special: Yes

10. Gotten drunk and thrown up: Nope

Fave Colors-

11. Pink

12. Purple

13. Blue

In the last year have you-

14. Made new friends: Yes

15. Fallen out of love: Nope

16. Laughed until you cried: Yes

17. Found out someone was talking about you: I don’t think so

18. Met someone who changed you: Yes

19. Found out who you’re friends are: Kind and giving

20. Kissed someone on your Facebook friends list: I don’t use Facebook

General-

21. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: Lol, again I don’t use Facebook

22. Do you have any pets: A dog!

23. Do you want to change your name: no, my names okay

24. What did you do for your last birthday: I got some plants, Steven Universe Mad Libs, bubble wands, a clay figure of my dog, and ice cream!

25. What time did you wake up at today: 4:15 am

26. What were you doing last night at midnight: sleeping

27. What is something you can’t wait for: I can’t wait to go back to college

28. What are you listening to right now: Carly Rae Jepsen- Favorite Color

29. Have you ever talked to a person names Tom: Um, maybe? I don’t remember

30. Something that gets on your nerves: miscommunication that causes drama

31. Most visited website: tumblr

32. Hair color: right now its a brownish red

33. Long or short hair: medium length, it stops at the top of my boobs

34. What do you like about yourself: I think I am a nice person

35. Want any piercings: not really

36. Blood type: idk

37. Nicknames: Ellie, short for Elizabeth

38. Relationship status: single

39. Zodiac sign: aries

40. Pronouns: she/her

41. Fave TV shows: SpongeBob SquarePants (like the first 3 seasons and the first movie), Phineas and Ferb, and Gilmore Girls

42. Tattoos: None rn but I am thinking about getting one!

43. Right or left handed: right

44. Ever had surgery: yep

45. Piercings: none rn

46. Sports: don’t play any

47. Vacation: I went to St. Louis earlier this summer!

48. Trainers: Um?? No??

More General-

49. Eating: I just tried the apple egg rolls at the state fair! they were so good

50. Drinking: Sprite

51. I’m about to watch: Jonah (the Veggie Tales movie)

52. Waiting for: My mom to get supper

53. Want: Sleep!

54. Get married: Nope

55. Career: I don’t have one yet

56. Hugs or Kisses: Hugs

57. Lips or eyes: eyes

58. Shorter or taller: Um taller I guess cause almost all my friends are taller than me

59. Older or younger: same age or older

60. Nice arms or stomach: i don’t care about either

61. Hookup or relationship: definitely a relationship

62. Troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant

Have you ever-

63. Kissed a stranger: no

64. Drank hard liquor: yes

65. Lost glasses: Yes sunglasses

66. Turned someone down: yep

67. Sex on first date: no

68. Broken someone’s heart: yes

69. Had your heart broken: yes

70. Been arrested: no

71. Cried when someone died: yes

72. Fallen for a friend: no

Do you believe in-

73. Yourself: kinda

74. Miracles: yes

75. Love at first sight: not really

76. Kiss on a first date: sure

77. Angels: yes

Other-

78. Best friend’s name: I have more than one

79. Eye color: blue

80. Fave movie: Beauty and the Beast or Lilo and Stitch

81. Favorite actor: i don’t have a fave

82. Favorite food: ice cream!

83. Extrovert or introvert: in the middle

84. Favorite flower: I love roses

85. Favorite Hello Kitty character: Hello Kitty

I tag anyone who sees this and feels like doing it!

#thank you for tagging me!#ellie no stop

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arsonist14 · 7 years ago

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Get to know me tag

Tagged by @princess-kidatheart17

Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people

//yeah right like I’m gonna make ppl go through this xD//

Okay so I think the numbers are jumbled up even though I copy/pasted this but pfft I’m not gonna go through this whole thing and fix it lol

1. Drink: Dr Pepper 2. Phone call: …what? (Hehe I like my ringtone ^^ It’s The SpongeBob SquarePants Theme Song) 3. Text message: I don’t understand this question…… 4. Song you listen to: ahhh my favorite song is Fall Out Boy: ‘Immortals’ I listen to it a lot!! 5. Time you cried: I cried when my dad called me a baby for liking cartoons and animated *kid’s* shows at age 14…so I decided to work at Disney Animation Studios when I grow up! *sticks tongue out at dad*

HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice: Yes but I wasn’t into him. The poor guy (I only went bc we’re both photographers and he wanted to go out and take pictures so I went too 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Yeah but I was just a dumb child then 8. Been cheated on: Nope 9. Lost someone special: my first art teacher 10. Been depressed: Never for too long. I wouldn’t even call it depression I was just sad for a short period of time bc of something bad that happened or whatever 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: yeah hi question 11 NEED I REMIND YOU IM ONLY 16 SO OF COURSE NOT

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 12-14: Sapphire blue, purple, and that minty looking green :) IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: Soooo Many!!! 16. Fallen out of love: *with an animated character and not real people, yes* 17. Laughed until you cried: I do that a lot xD I am easy to get laughing 18. Found out someone was talking about you: Not in a bad way 19. Met someone who changed you: Maybe but I’d really have to think about it 20. Found out who your friends are: Yep 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: I have no Facebook

GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: I HAVE NO FACEBOOK 23. Do you have any pets: Two cats 24. Do you want to change your name: Only my last name (I’d change it to Hamada) 25. What did you do for your last Birthday: Just..ate food at a restaurant. This September I have a football game to go to on my birthday -_- (bc I’m in band/percussion) 26. What time do you wake up: Like 1:00pm on my own but my mom wakes me up at 11 something am xD 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Drawing Zootopia fanart 28. Name something you can’t wait for: BIG HERO 6 THE SERIES AND MAYBE SOME WORD ON ZOOTOPIA 2 PLEASE DISNEY??!! 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: Well she’s in front of me rn 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: I wish I had unlimited data 31. What are you listening to right now: My mom’s watching The Wheel of Fortune so yeah 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: My friend’s mom is named Thomasa //does that count// 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: THERE JUST ARENT ENOUGH HOURS IN THE DAY YKNOW 34. Most visited website: TUMBLR and AO3 !! 35. Mole/s: yeah I have a lot ad I like them :) 36. Mark/s: A birthmark on my left hip 37. Childhood dream: In pre-k I wanted to be an illustrator bc the only things I knew back then were art and books x3 38. Hair color: Dark brown 39. Long or short hair: Long! Ends right above my butt 40. Do you have a crush on someone: Ehh he’s cute and all but I don’t think our paths will cross *in that way* when we grow up 41. What do you like about yourself: My artistic talent :D 42. Piercings: I can wear two earrings on each ear ;) 43. Blood type: A+ 44. Nickname: Emmy is my favorite but…nobody calls me that but me :/ 45. Relationship status: Single 46. Zodiac: Virgo 47. Pronouns: She/Her 48. Favorite TV Show: Cartoon: SpongeBooooob Squarepaaaaants!! Live Action/Sitcom: iCarly ^^ Anime: Danganronpa 49. Tattoos: Not yet! :D 50. Right or left hand: Righty 51. Surgery: Never had any 52. Hair dyed in different color: I’m gonna dye it with a bunch of blues and purple ✨ 53. Sport: Pfft. Like, Band and Skateboarding 55. Vacation: I’d go to Japan and my tumblr bro is in Paris, France so ya 56. Pair of trainers: what does this even mean

MORE GENERAL: 57. Eating: HAHAHA I barely eat but I just had a chocolate chip cookie 58. Drinking: I drank milk with that cookie 59. I’m about to: Listen to Hamilton musical or Fall Out Boy and draw 61. Waiting for: The end of this post bc I wanna go draw lol 62. Want: To meet @trashasaurusrex !!! AND FOR MY OTP TO BE CANON!!! 63. Get married: Hmm… Love is going to have to find me bc I’m more focused on drawing and getting to Disney and stuff ^^’ and after than eh maybe I’ll be open to dating but all in all I’m indifferent to getting married BUT LOVE DOES SOUND REALLY GREAT hehe 64. Career: Character Designer, Voice Actress, Animated Feature/Series Director/Creator

WHICH IS BETTER 65. Hugs or kisses: I don’t have a lot of kiss experience (if any at all) but I think hugs and cuddling are the best 66. Lips or eyes: Eyes are the windows to the soul!! So eyes 67. Shorter or taller: a little taller would be nice 68. Older or younger: I miss being 14 bc it’s like in between being a kid and a teen (but not a fresh teen y'know) but 17 sounds like it’s gonna be in between teen and adult and that sounds cool too ;) but still younger 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: Nice stomach 71. Sensitive or loud: LOUD! 72. Hook up or relationship: Relationship bc everything is more or less figured out 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: Troublemaker 😈

HAVE YOU EVER: 74. Kissed a Stranger: Nah 75. Drank hard liquor: AGAIN IM 16 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: Lost my glasses for a bit once 77. Turned someone down: LOTS 78. Sex on the first date: I’m ace/demi so that’s a no for me 79. Broken someone’s heart: again, LOTS 80. Had your heart broken: Yeah but it had nothing to do with crushes and stuff but rather sad experiences like death and when something just didn't go my way...... 81. Been arrested: Maybe almost xD 82. Cried when someone died: Fictional and real yeah 83. Fallen for a friend: Not for long bc I know my priorities :/

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: Pfft, Always 😎 85. Miracles: Well YOU try explaining them ;) 86. Love at first sight: How the heck do you think I fell for Hiro Hamada?! xD 87. Santa Claus: I BELIEVE SANTA CLAUS IS WHAT EVERYONE SAYS HE IS: the SPIRIT of Christmas!! Like as in Santa Claus is the Christmas Spirit everyone feels on that Christmas Day when we wake up and feel instantly happy :D (hence the phrase 'Santa Came!!’) He’s here with us all season as long as we have the spirit in us :) 88. Kiss on the first date: I think instant matches like that it can truly happen

OTHER: 90. Current best friend name: All my best friends have moved away from me one after the other but eh I’ll go with Erica. At least she’s still around ;) //though Emily and I have more in common…also Erica’s leaving the school band and Emily is staying// 91. Eye color: Brown but in the light the look not red or orangey 92. Favorite movie: BIG HERO 6 AND ZOOTOPIA As for live action: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and Horrible Bosses 2 😄

TAGS: Anyone who wants to kill time, talk about themselves, and bored enough to do this ahaha xD

#tag #I was tagged #thanks btw ^^

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