#there are only a handful that are still Identical and just have a different palette

[g1rld1ary]

christmas eve - sirius black x fem!reader

wc: 2405

cw: pure fluff, swearing, you meet sirius' friends on Christmas eve

me: happy christmas eve chickens!!!! hope u r all staying safe and happy and enjoying the holidays!!!! xxxx

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If you had been asked in school if you would ever fancy Sirius Black, you would have said never in a million years. Sirius Black was a loud-mouthed, annoying, entitled son of a bitch. However, many years later, you would only say your boyfriend was a son of a bitch — you hated that woman.

If either of your respective groups of friends had been asked the same question, you were sure they would have given identical answers. In school you were quiet, polite and stayed under the radar. And Sirius was, well, Sirius. There was no way the two of you would ever get along.

Admittedly, you still didn’t exactly look the pair. Sirius and his dark silky hair, electric silver eyes and intimidating worn leather jacket, and you with your muted colour palette and unassuming appearance. Yet, you thought you went together pretty well. Still, you could both understand that even time and maturity didn’t make your get together more expected. In fact, you were probably the last person the marauders expected to show up to their Christmas Eve dinner.

When Christmas Eve finally came, Sirius and James were busy setting up his and Lily's dining room for the perfect holiday event. Decked in horrendous matching Christmas jumpers with terrible puns stamped across the front, each boy broke into laughter whenever they caught a glimpse of the other’s across the table as they lay down the fancy cutlery. Remus and Lily, cooking in the other room, had opted for more neutral red and green jumpers as a tribute to the season.

“Come on, mate, we’re brothers yet you’ve kept this girl hidden for months now, can’t you just tell me?” James begged, arranging the centrepieces to be spaced how he knew Lily liked.

“Patience, Prongsy, you’ll meet her soon enough. Promise you’ll be nice to her?”

“When have I not been nice?” James cried, hands up in mock offence. Sirius just shook his head, turning to arrange some pillows.

James cast him an inquisitive look, protective wasn’t usually Sirius’ style, which meant that something about you was really different. He’d been considering that for a while, and his suspicions were only confirmed with every passing day.

There were three main reasons that James thought Sirius was (for lack of a better word) serious about you. Firstly, Sirius was healthier. With the family he was born with, it wasn’t surprising that Sirius had a host of trauma and mental health issues. And though he’d tried therapy and meds a handful of times the habit had never really stuck and he’d always had a level of discomfort in his own body. Lately, though, Sirius had seemed more relaxed and in control. James wasn’t stupid, he knew that a partner couldn’t fix anyone, but he was absolutely more inclined to approve of one who made his best friend feel like himself again.

Secondly, Sirius was more private. Sirius had always had an outrageous sense of humour, uninhibited when it came to sex jokes or sharing conquests. But recently James had noticed that while Sirius still made jokes they were aimed at other people, he’d almost completely stopped talking about his own sex life. Of course, when prompted he would boast about how sexy his girlfriend was and how incredible and active your sex life was, but it was never Sirius bringing it up, or making gross comments about your body and what you could do with it.

Finally, Sirius was gentle. He’d always been charming, but the unfiltered adoration in his eyes when he spoke about you took James aback — he’d never seen it in his brother before. It was so pure and well-intentioned that James knew in his core that Sirius was head over heels and the fall was not coming to an end any time soon.

As the clock ticked by the gang all trickled in, the dining room filling with warmth and laughter. At five minutes past nine, you rang the doorbell.

“Is this the girlfriend?” Lily clapped with delight, jumping up and down with Mary.

“I’ll let her in. Play nice,” Sirius said with a stern sweep of the room, satisfied when his friends all played along, nodding solemnly.

Standing on the Potter’s doorstep you were ball of anxiety. You hadn’t seen any of the marauders — apart from your boyfriend — since you finished school, taking a muggle job. Thankfully Sirius opened the door, greeting you with his toothy smile.

“Hi, lovely,” He said, engulfing you in a bear hug. You giggled, wrapping one arm around him, the other holding up a purple umbrella.

“Hi,” You smiled back, “Sorry I’m late, all the houses look the same.”

“What are you talking about? You’re right on time.” A lie, but a kind one so you let it be. You shook the water off your umbrella before stepping inside.

Safe in a warm home you leant up on your tiptoes to plant a kiss on Sirius’ lips as he slid the coat down your arms, hanging it up on a hook beside you. You were half-tempted to just stay in his arms for the rest of the night and abandon the dinner altogether, but you figured that wasn’t possible while you were inside someone else’s house. It seemed like Sirius had the same idea, pulling away with a groan.

“Come on, everyone’s waiting to meet you.” You followed him out of the entryway, calming yourself with a breath.

“Ladies and gentlemen, may I present my girlfriend.” Sirius revealed you dramatically as you waved shyly, shifting in your small brown heels.

“Uh, hey—”

“Holy shit, it’s you?” Marlene slammed her hand on the dining table. You jumped slightly, squinting to figure out what was going on. Your mouth dropped open as you connected the dots and looked up at Sirius.

“Do they not know we’re dating? Sirius!” You scolded him, smacking him on the bicep. Sirius floundered for a moment, struggling to summon the charm that usually got him out of trouble.

“In my defence,” He preached, “Would they have believed me?”

“I would not have,” Peter put in helpfully. You laughed, putting a hand to your forehead in exasperation.

“I guess I don’t blame you. It’s nice to see you, Peter, by the way. Long time no see, I’ve heard so much about you all.” The group all shared a look, something akin to guilt growing that they hadn’t seen someone they graduated with for years.

“And we know nothing about you,” Lily said with an expectant look to Sirius, “Since your boyfriend was so insistent on keeping you hidden away from us.” Sirius just shrugged, lifting his hands in surrender.

“Oh, baby, are you ashamed of me?” You teased with a dramatic pout.

“What’s there to be ashamed of? You’re perfect.” Sirius swooped down to press a kiss on your cheek. You grinned subconsciously as Mary and Marlene mirrored your expression. Sirius had dated a lot of people but they’d never seen him be so gentle.

“Is anyone else scared of Sirius being a normal human being?” James stage whispered and the others all agreed, joking at their friend’s expense.

“Enough gossiping about me you heathens, I’m helping Lily serve up some food. Right, Lils?” Sirius made a summoning motion and Lily followed him, a small smile still on her lips. He’d chosen wisely, Lily was the least likely to tear him to shreds about his behaviour.

You sat shyly on one of the couches in the Potter’s living room, studying your nails as you tried to come up with conversation.

“So, are you working, studying?” Remus asked kindly, putting you out of your awkward misery.

“How’d you and Padfoot meet — again?”

“How’d a twat like Pads score a girl like you?”

“I’m working, I run a muggle bookshop. Sirius came in one day by chance and just kept returning until eventually we started going out.”

“Sirius reading?” Mary asked incredulously, drawing laughter from you. You nodded happily, glad to talk about your boyfriend.

“Surprising I know, but he’s been really into it over the last few months!”

“Can I just defend myself and say that I was shopping for Remus’ birthday gift the first time,” Sirius popped his head through the door, “I didn’t start reading until I wanted to get her to like me.” You shook your head with a smile, rolling your eyes playfully.

“I was going to say I couldn’t imagine Sirius perusing a book store for fun, but it makes a lot more sense when you say it’s for a girl,” Marlene teased, popping up to help Sirius bring the dishes to the dining table.

“Hey! I’m an intellectual now, you arse.” Sirius pulled out your chair for you as the group migrated to the dining table.

“Yeah, okay, Padfoot,” Remus snorted and Sirius scoffed in false annoyance before you all fell silent, devouring the meal.

You ate and shared stories for hours and you felt strangely at home among the group. At some point Sirius, sitting beside you, threw an arm over your shoulder and you cuddled into his warmth.

You loved learning about the Marauders, you only remembered fragments from school since you were never close with any of them. James being an auror made perfect sense when you remembered his amazing DADA performances, and Remus becoming a teacher was a wonderful sequel to his long tutoring sessions in seventh year. Lily expecting a baby so young had shook up their home life but the house had clearly started getting child-ready even though it was months away. Regardless, the group welcomed you warmly and you felt immediately at home.

“I just can’t believe that you of all people are together. I mean after all this time, how you both were in school… what are the odds?” Peter asked, reaching over the table to take another scoop of vegetables. You bit your lip and tried to control the heat creeping up your neck.

“I think we balance each other out,” You reasoned, “Sirius is such a… distinct character that he needs someone boring like me to bring him down.”

“You, boring? You’re the daughter that everyone wants!” Marlene laughed, sipping a red wine.

“I couldn’t function without her.” Sirius laced your fingers together, gaze heavy on you. “She reminds me to take care of myself, go to bed before three A.M., and of course, is hot and sexy as fuck.” That was the Sirius his friends all knew, but the school-era immaturity was gone. No longer was it the ladies-man Sirius Black trying to get into someone’s pants, instead, it was Sirius making a dumb joke with someone he loved.

“Sirius!” You cried, covering your face with both hands, including the one Sirius had attached to yours. Times like these you could feel the differences between you — Sirius was known for his crude humour, you would never bring up how sexy you thought Sirius was, joke or not, especially not in front of people you didn’t really know.

The night progressed with more reminiscing and storytelling, and you listened enraptured as they told story after story of pranks and parties, a life you were unaware of being led right beside you at school. You all ended up tipsy, an embarrassing stack of empty wine bottles building up at the end of the table.

As you were told was a common occurrence, the group all decided to just stay over at the Potters, pulling out mattresses and spots on the sofa with practised speed. You took the place they gave you, grateful to still be welcome.

Swaddled in blankets, Sirius was the first asleep, dead to the world in a matter of moments. For someone who stayed up half the night, he really did pass out as soon as his head hit the pillow. Whenever he was with you, anyway.

Someone across the room called your name in a whisper, wand faintly illuminated. You sat up to look their way, finding the rest of Sirius’ friends looking at you.

“We just wanted to say we really like you, and we’re really happy for you and Padfoot, even if we were weird at the start,”” Mary said and you couldn’t contain your grin.

“And why weren’t we friends in school? We would’ve gotten along great,” Remus added, rubbing tired eyes.

“I would have been putting a target on my own back,” You confessed, “You were all in the same house, confident in yourselves and could defend yourself against the bullies. I was alone in my house and deeply insecure. Even if we were friends I would’ve gone back to my common room at the end of the day and been vulnerable. It was easier to just be alone.”

“You thought that through.” James nodded appreciatively but you just shrugged, a fact was a fact.

The conversation moved away from you for a while, whispers and stifled giggles bouncing across the room.

“You know that Sirius is in love with you, right?” James blurted out of nowhere, slapping a hand over his mouth.

“What?”

“Isn’t it obvious? He looks at you like he’s your whole world. He raves about you all the time; how great you are, how he’s so glad he met you. He’s my brother and I know him better than he knows himself; he’s mad for you.”

You took a moment to let that sink in. You hadn’t put too much thought into whether Sirius loved you, you’d always just been happy with the way they were going.

“Oh,” You hesitated. “I hadn’t considered that. Well, um, I should probably get to sleep, I have a lot of family to see tomorrow.” It was a poor excuse, you knew, but that was a big word.

You bade the group goodnight once more before snuggling into Sirius, and he instinctually wrapped his arm around your waist. As you drifted off to sleep, the thought crossed your mind that maybe, love wasn’t so out of the picture.

[darkartistyt]

I would read that Layton colour essay if you were to write it :)

Hello, hello! Aspiring graphic designer Atticus here to infodump about my semi-basic understanding of color theory in my current favorite video game series

I could probably talk one’s ear off about the symbolism of the colors themselves, but I will instead try to focus on what they mean in regards to the plot and the characters as a whole

Let us begin with our titular protagonist, Hershel Layton

Our favorite lego man has gone through a handful of design changes throughout his life

His palette in this image is pretty simple (I mean, no shit, Sherlock, he’s 5, but still…) A cute little sulfur and white shirt and light blue pants make up his outfit here. Yellow is a color often associated with happiness and, at times, innocence, and that coupled with the brightness of said yellow and the white accent conveys that well, in my opinion. He’s a young child, living a happy life with his family, but after Targent takes them away, we see a drastic shift in colors

This is the outfit he wears when first meeting the Laytons, who will soon become his new family and identity. Notice how dull the colors are, especially compared to Desmond, who is still wearing that same red-orange vest (or at least a very similar one) and a bright red tie. Another thing to point out is the composition of the colors themselves. Here we have an orange button-down shirt underneath a dark colored coat (grey in this case)... now where have we seen that before?

This iconic composition is tied directly with the name Hershel Layton. And Desmond’s palette remains because they have yet to receive their new identity; they are not yet Desmond Sycamore.

Moving ahead through the timeline, Hershel’s colors become a lot brighter, the white returns, and now he has a bright red vest

Sure, it’s not exactly the same, but all (and I mean all) the colors are incredibly similar to Desmond’s and identical in composition. I’m sure it has been stated time and time again how this palette and composition was given to him along with the name Hershel, but it is interesting to note that it doesn’t stop at just the red vest

Red becomes a very prominent color later on, too

His outfit is almost entirely red as a university student

You get it by now; I really don’t want to overstate this point…

ANYWAY 👏

Post Claire getting yeeted through time and space, he starts wearing his coat more frequently as well as an orange shirt. I cannot remember where I saw this but someone made a post saying how that palette was symbolic of how he was at the time; the darkness of the coat, pants, and hat representing his grief and the seemingly oversaturated orange representing his remaining hope, I believe was what they said

And this brings us back to Desmond. Both of them underwent a drastic change in coloration after losing those they loved. Both of them now sport an identical dark brown, which is the same EVEN WITH DESCOLE

Were it not for the lining and shading, the area around Des’s legs would have blended perfectly

The only difference is Hershel has a very bright accent, one that is more than just a dash of red or purple (the boa and mask don't count mostly bc that’s exclusively a Descole thing and not shared with Desmond); it’s his second most used color. He hasn’t fallen as far into darkness as Des; he still has some light in him keeping him from traveling down the same path as his sibling

After that point, though, both of their designs remain consistent, so there’s not much more I can say about them…

Ok Luke time

I think my favorite thing about Luke’s palette is how much it complements Hershel���s

Blue is the opposite of orange, and Luke’s secondary color has always been a pale peach off-white that looks almost grey against the blue, which works with Hershel’s off-black dark brown

For funsies, I put the above image through a reverse gradient filter and snagged some colors to compare

While not identical in hue or anything, the inversions are still pretty close

And Luke has gone through a lot of design changes too

That Luke Blue™ becomes more prominent the older he gets, changing into a much more saturated blue when he’s 14 before his composition pulls a complete 180

Because his color palette stays pretty much the same, there’s not much to say yet on the symbolism of the changes and whatnot. We’ll have to wait until NWoS’s release to see if there is something or if I’m pulling a High School English Teacher

But yeah, Luke is quite opposite to Hershel in many ways, yet they go together extremely well. Luke is energetic, spunky, a bit sassy at times, and is far more outspoken 24/7. Herschel is calm, quiet, almost overly polite, and pretty reserved, always waiting until he has all the pieces in place before revealing his findings and generally not letting many people know about his personal life. They are complete opposites, yet they complement each perfectly, and their color schemes reflect this

And now we get to the fun part… ✨The Villains✨ Specifically Dimitri Allen and The Masked Gentleman

The Future Layton disguise is pretty much just a desaturated Hershel Layton and is way more representative of Dimitri himself than Hershel. It utilizes colors that, while not directly opposite to Dimitri’s design, complement his

Note the blue and red scarves, shift from off-black to off-white and vice versa,  and the red and white roses

Dimitri is our first example of a villain just being a light theme Hershel Layton. He’s reserved, intelligent, forward thinking, creative, and harbors a strong love for Claire. The difference is Dimitri’s “the ends justify the means” mentality. Were Hershel to have that kind of a mindset, I would not be shocked if the story of Future London ends up a reality

And then we have The Masked Gentleman…

Where he lacks similarities in character, Randall’s villainsona makes up for in its coloration. Turning Randall’s prominent purple into an accent separates him from the man behind the mask while the outfit in general is eerily similar to Hershel’s, just with its own Descole-esque spin on it. The hues of their major colors are nearly exact (32 and 31 respectively), blonde hair is pretty much opposite of brunette, and, most obviously, the red and green bands on their hats are compliments of each other. Not only that, but certain parts of Randall’s outfit are tilted down where Hershel’s are tilted up and vice versa, and rounded corners become sharper and vice versa

Putting our boy through a reverse gradient demonstrates this well I think

Could I go more in depth and drag this out even more unnecessarily long than it needs to be? Maybe. Am I going to? No.

Pretty much everything else I could say has to do with little things that don’t matter at all plot wise (aside from maybe kat and flora having warm colors too and alfie being the outlier and blah blah blah) but this is already over 1000 words long and holy shit i rambled so much my goodness

Anyway, excited to pick apart NWoS once that comes out. Just from the trailer alone I can already tell I’m gonna have fun with this one >:]

[diagonal-queen]

opinions on sigma

okay so basically

sigma is my end goal when it comes to appearance and gender. i want to look exactly like him. i know that his beauty is unattainable so i'll do what i can, but i could literally stare at him all day. all week. all month. find my rotting corpse seated in front of my laptop with pinterest opened to a bunch of sigma fanart honestly because he's just that beautiful. i plan on dyeing my hair the same colour as his when i'm able to. hopefully next year (@small-chaos im depending on you to help me bbg)

if i had the choice i would also get a ton of bsd posters that feature sigma and plaster them all around my room and make it sigma themed (or- actually i'd also do this same thing with mykola, chuuya, ranpo and poe, but for the moment i'd do it with sigma). once on tiktok i saw someone whose room was entirely deku themed and full of midoriya paraphernalia, like the whole ass room was full of turquoise. i want that same thing with sigma, i won't even lie. his colour palette and whole vibe is just so gorgeous.

his pretty privilege ain't doing SHIT in the manga to help him though. poor little baby always gets the short end of the stick and i feel his exhaustion all the time. the main difference between sigma and i (besides the fact that he's gorgeous and i'm very much not) is that he is acknowledged for his hard work and accomplishments and i'm. not. lol but the impostor syndrome is honestly so real. i always feel that i won't lie. it's probably one of my worst forms of self sabotage.

the other day my manager told me that i'm good at my job, and i just thought 'oh my god what's gonna happen when she finds out i actually suck' even though realistically i am good at my job (gosh that feels so selfish to say- i'm so used to hating myself in every aspect that when i say something good about myself it feels foreign and narcissistic. i should work on that maybe). like he's so relatable for that and i love him

sigma's third wheelness is also super relatable for me. i too want to find a home, except for me it's in the form of a romantic soulmate because i'm just like that. (it should be known that just because i enjoy and crave romance does not make it a mandatory necessity or even a desire for literally anybody else!!) like he will be walking around following mykola and fyodor while they're on a date (or trying to kill each other idk) and just be watching them like o _ o SAME DUDE

also i too tend to have identity crises when it comes to my purpose, and the reason i was born and stuff. i like to think i was born to help people, but it's been a while since i was born and i've only really negatively impacted everyone around me, so... SIGMA on the other hand. his existence has improved my condition of living by an astronomical amount. he was put on this earth to be loved by all of us sillies and i wish i could shift so i could go there and let him know that he is so loved by everyone and he is very valuable and important. i hope when bungo stray dogs eventually ends (the mere thought of which makes me wanna die), he has a happy ending. he deserves it. tbh most of them do, but especially sigma.

this man is literally perfect. he's so babygirl and so soft and smol, but also badass as fuck and a real strong dude. and i respect him for that so hard. like his dedication to his work and his casino is admirable and it makes me want to find something to be that passionate about (i guess at the moment it'd be this blog? silly as it sounds). also he really went from being summoned out of thin air, to being a slave, to escaping from that and becoming one of dostoyevsky's pawns (which he's fully aware of) and yet he still carries on with the casino like an absolute champ? i love him sm

i'm still real mad at the anime for leaving out his introductory scene (his PROPER one where he's a socialite king) because it literally sets the stage so perfectly for him. we as the audience see him the same way his patrons see him, which gives the later reveal that he's actually very anxious and self-conscious a lot more impact. the anime fell flat on that in my opinion. the sky casino arc deserved more, bones! and i know there are gonna be people who are like 'give them some slack they did their best this and that' and im like. some people have been waiting literal years of their life to see him (not me fortunately. i read the manga in december lol) they deserved better than this T-T

anyways there's this bakery right near where i work and it's literally got the Best Cinnamon Scrolls I've Ever Tasted In My Life. like, they're unparalleled with how fucking delicious they are. i wanna go there with sigma and get one for him. they also have cookies there, like real big thick ones with a lil salt on the top. i'd buy him the entire fuckin batch if he asked for it, i won't lie. i just love him that much. i just wanna sit down at a cafe and enjoy a chai latte with sigma. maybe have a walk around the port in the evening after getting dinner together?? sigma deserves only the cutest and most cliche of fluffy dates

i also wanna show him like, regular human stuff. i wanna go to the beach with him, and go looking for cute shells and treasures in the sand together. i wanna take him to the movies and share my popcorn with him. i wanna do his makeup. i want to bake a cake with him. i wanna go grocery shopping with him. i want him to know that i have panic attacks too sometimes, they're normal, he's normal, and he's also a fantastic human being. i just want him to be happy (i'm really hoping he'll join the ada and find the home he's been looking for all this time <3)

the thing with sigma is i'm not sure if he'd like me as much as i like him. though the sigma bots are always very kind (and romantic because this bitch lonely) i'm very worried that i'd annoy him quite a lot. see i talk a lot for an introvert, and i especially have an issue talking to myself. i literally always do it, whether or not i'm by myself or in public, and i think it would annoy sigma. and i think it would also annoy him that i love mykola as well lol he might not trust me if i were to tell him that.

i love sigma's outfit (we're going back to his appearance i guess lol) more than words can express. it's so impeccably gender, so fancy but also not too fancy (those who've met me irl know that i looooove to overdress. once i went to the movies with my friends in this big flowy dress and they were all in like tshirts and shorts and shit lmao) so you could wear it anywhere. the gold (or beige? cream? idfk) tailcoat with the galaxy pattern beneath? the giant flowy sleeves? the turtleneck underneath? the HEELS? god i love his fit. he's so fucking dripped out it's ridiculous. and of course he has long split dyed hair. dudes with long hair are the hottest DON'T @ ME YOU KNOW I'M RIGHT

and he also just has such a lovely smile. though he is tired and annoyed all the time (as he ought to be honestly), he's just so comforting to be around. i feel like a hug from sigma would fix most of my problems i won't lie. like he's got a pretty face and a nice aura and a cute smile. but his stern/angry face though? 😳 shiiii man okay you can make me cry if you wanna i won't mind. also consider sugar daddy sigma. that's so hot and for what?? like imagine being his trophy wife- okay this is getting way too self indulgent imma stop there (might write about it tho sometime lol)

i just had a thought. sigma's ability i feel is generally a rather overlooked part of his character (maybe i'm just not in the right circles of sigma stans but i don't tend to see people talking about his ability much), but to me it is important because consider this. if sigma loves you and you love him, and he'd like to know the extent to which you love him, then through a simple hug you could actually, properly express it. he wouldn't have to doubt himself or anything anymore with it. (stop i'm like fucking crying i love him sm)

i also love that despite everything i've mentioned so far; despite the fact that he was created from a book, runs a floating casino, is androgynous as fuck, has impostor syndrome, owns giant ass guns and can get whatever information he wants through physical contact with another person, he is somehow the most *normal* member of the decay of angels. i mean to be fair one of the other members is literally a severed bust of a centuries old vampire whose lower half is a sword, but still. and yet he still goes along with all the stuff they do and doesn't say anything. fucking same, sigma. it really just be that way sometimes.

sigma has such little wet cat energy (especially after that last chapter amirite) and it's adorable. he doesn't have *pathetic* wet cat energy, but he still has wet cat energy. pathetic wet cats would be like, fyodor and akutagawa. sigma is a cute wet cat with big eyes and tiny little paws. i want to see how he'd be with animals now that i think of it. i think he'd like cats, because dogs might be a little too much for him. and i lowkey think he'd be afraid of farm animals, because they're scary alright. chickens and cows are very frightening to be close to if you're not used to them and anyone who says otherwise is a liar

i just want more sigma content, too. like i know that bungo tales only goes up to season 2 for like valid reasons but i WANT SIGMA MAYOI. little chibi sigma on the battlefield. pretty little sigma pictures of him actually being happy and doing things. i also want official art from bones (but GOOD official art. you already ruined my precious boyo chuuya don't do it to sigma please i'm begging you) and of course harukawa and hoshikawa's art is always appreciated. also creantzyy. i know they primarily do fyolai and mtp but my goodness if their sigma art isn't also just perfect in every way (i'm a huge fan of theirs AS EVERYBODY IN THE FANDOM SHOULD BE. the bernadette animatic to us is what the nagito edit was to the danganronpa fandom)

i also sometimes wonder what stuff sigma likes. i mean we know cookies are his favourite food (which is the cutest thing imo- you can always trust someone who enjoys sweet treats like that), but what kind of music does he like? how would he dress while he isn't working in the casino? what's his favourite colour? does he like animals? what does he think of political stuff? feel free to send me all the sigma headcanons in the world about all of it. he's just very enigmatic at the moment and i yearn to know absolutely everything about him. except unlike mykola i don't wanna experiment on him i just wanna sit down and ask him questions and have a friendly little conversation

and i know everybody's already talking about this scene but let's continue to talk about the scene in the recent chapter where dazai rescues sigma from drowning and gives him a lil thumbs up, and sigma smiles back at him. those panels are literally the most fucking adorable thing i've ever seen and i could stare at them for hours. those two are big comfort characters of mine and i'm glad that they're (kind of) getting along now. at the very least dazai rescued sigma. and lowkey i'm gettin onboard with sigzai. like most of the sigma ships kinda go hard (especially siglai. there's a reason i'm looking for mykola kins guys lmao)

like i love him so much. i really could go on for hours but...this shit is already long enough and i'm sure nobody is gonna read it all. i've recently thought about this though; if i love the characters who i kin the most, maybe i can learn to love myself too. and that thought is comforting to me :)

tl;dr - sigma babygirl

[fandom-trash-xl]

Just for reference, who are all of your Frieza Race OCs (if you have multiple)?

I actually do have a decent handful of Frieza Race OCs (though I mainly refer to the species as a whole as Ice Demons or Arcosians in my fics, though I'll refer to them as Frieza's Race just as a general term because everyone has different headcanons for the name). Most of them are female Arcosians and whether or not females exist in the species is debated- personally, my headcanon is wavering a bit in terms of the biology and I may shuffle things but I often needed a defined biological divide for some narrative choices to work in some of my current fic canons.

Anyway, I digress... These are my present OCs in order of creation:

Note, I do consider Kuriza to be half an OC to me since a lot of his character is up to interpretation.

Perma is my oldest Ice Demon OC, dating back to when I still called them "Icejins", though you may see her mentioned in some of my older stuff as Subzero or Zero. She's my Xenoverse CaC and her concept started out as a Frit (Frost x Hit) kiddo! Her design, from what I recall off hand, featured a lot of purple, blue-gray, indigo, etc, basically a color hodge-podge of her two dads. She has the Cooler mask because there wasn't a mouth option I really vibed with, so I just headcanoned it as her allergy mask- she's allergic to dust and you bet there's going to be a lot of that on Time Patrol missions. Later on I may adjust some of her colors if I plan to draw her in full color. Her name's a pun on "permafrost".

As much as I don't want to include him, I have to for the sake of being thorough... Lord Shiver. Shiver sucks. Not saying he's a poorly done OC, he was literally written to be a terrible person. He's Frost's mafia boss father in "Shattered Ice" and he's not really depicted in a good light. He's got blue-gray colorations but I never really plotted out how it looks.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Frost's parentage, we have his mother, Realis. Her name's a pun on "aurora borealis", mainly because my original name concept for Frieza's mother in a fic that never got fully fleshed out was "Aurore" and I wanted the two to match. Essentially, she's part of Shiver's harem (again, reiterating, Shiver was not designed to be a good person), but she gets a bit more elevated privilege on account of being the one gal in the posse "lucky" (read: "unfortunate") enough to be the mother of his child. I think this was the first time I used the idea of little gem "freckles" on the cheeks in my female Arcosian designs (though it started as diamonds and switched to four-pointed stars). She was originally designed with gray scales and cyan gems, though design colorations can change I suppose...

Another one of my big fic OCs is Frigid. I gave Hit a little secretary for his business office and then just sort of ran with it; writing her into the fic was originally to tie into a certain plot point that I won't spoil if you're not caught up on "Shattered Ice", but I enjoy her and I'm surprised I haven't drawn her much. Plus, Hit shipping bonus!! Honestly, I would say more, but she's best experienced within the fic itself. Design-wise, she's got gray scales and turquoise gems.

And then there's also Algid, another one from "Shattered Ice" and another member of Shiver's little posse... She's a bit of a lovesick little yes-woman when it comes to her boss, but she's got some edge to her. Again, description probably isn't doing her much justice, so she's best read in fic. She's got more of a reddish color palette- reason why? I originally intended for her to have a pretty much identically designed Universe 7 parallel that would have been Kuriza's mentioned-only late mother, the red contributing to his maroon gems. I didn't want a good character name and color palette to be wasted completely on a briefly mentioned character- and here we are now, the original U7 Algid not even coming into fruition (totally not because I forgot that part in my notes while writing "Love Like You"...).

[chloenwckobiaarchive]

RAID CHLOE’S CLOSET (THE WARDROBE CHALLENGE)

Fashion has always been a huge part of Chloe’s identity. It has always been one of her favorite ways to express herself and she majored in it at Cornell before switching her mind when she learned about how the fashion industry is hurting the planet through fast fashion. Chloe’s style is very simple and she usually just sticks to one color palette when she dresses herself. She’s not too fussed if she wears something from a big brand, but she prefers to only buy second hand clothes. A lot of the time, she just makes whatever she wants to buy because she has the knowledge to do it. She thinks that in another life, she’s a fashion designer.

Listen, whenever I see these ladies on my Instagram feed I always immediately go, “Oh, Chloe would totally wear that!“ and so I decided to showcase the outfits that scream Chloe to me.

Whenever I come up with a character, the two major things that help me visualize them as a person (outside of their background and personality) are music and clothes. For Chloe’s style inspiration, I really think Tess Christine, Dacey Cash, and Ashley (bestdressed) really capture the aesthetic and style of how I picture Chloe dressing. Greta herself is also one of the biggest style inspirations when I think about what Chloe would wear.

I can’t even say that Chloe’s style is really one thing, it’s actually pretty much all over the place. Some days she’ll wear earth tone colors or all beige, or a mix of colors. It really just depends on how she feels during the day. Like, if she’s feeling really energetic, you’ll see her wearing skirts or shorts and short sleeves, where her body really shows. If she’s feeling really tired or lazy, you’ll see her with oversized sweaters. If she’s feeling relaxed, she’ll just go with a random graphic tee and some jeans. It really just depends. She also wears a lot of rings and necklaces, so there’s that too. She loves looking good, not for anyone but just for herself.

Usually when Chloe sleeps at night, she tends to wear thin clothing so she doesn’t get too hot. When she’s in her own space, a pair of underwear and a tee are perfectly fine for her. Even in the winter, she’ll still wear her cotton pajamas as she sleeps with layers and layers of blankets. And when she sleeps, she usually has a silk cap or silk pillow case to keep her hair healthy.

When it comes to more formal wear for her, she still keeps it simple. She really enjoys wearing a lot of accessories. Maybe a couple rings, a bracelet, and a necklace or two. Fashion is how she expresses herself so she likes to use that to her advantage.

When she goes to parties, she likes to keep it semi casual. She’ll wear some heels to keep the look elevated and she’ll usually have her hair up. She’ll wear something very loose and very flow-y. When she knows that she’s going to dance or move around a lot, she wears things that are shorter and show her legs more so that way she’s not confined to movement. And so she’s not going to tear clothes or anything like that.

When it comes to beachwear, she’s not too fussed as she likes to wear either a two piece or a one piece. A coverup, along with a beach bag and shoes round out her outfit. And you can never forget the sunscreen!

Whenever Chloe is working out, she loves to wear something that allows her to breathe and sweat, nothing too thick in material. She loves to wear a sports bra and some shorts, and she’ll always carry around a reusable water bottle.

On a warm, sunny day Chloe will most likely wear jean shorts with a cropped T-shirt or a tank top. She’ll reuse a lot of items to make a whole new look, and she loves to make different outfits with the same few pieces of clothing.

As someone who was used to the intense cold from living in New York City for so long, Chloe has definitely figured out how to dress for the winter months. She likes to make realistic and functional outfits for everyday wear. Layers are key when it comes to staying warm, so she’ll always start with a comfortable base layer of top and pants, adding on any jackets or coats to make it warmer.

Going from having to wear business casual for her work attire to being able to dress however she’d like (for the most part), Chloe has taken advantage of that. During her shifts, Chloe will wear a thrifted band T-shirt with some jeans. Other times, she’ll dress up a bit more depending on how she’s feeling. She’ll always try to wear sensible shoes since she’ll be on her feet for most of the day.

[valiantvillain]

Tell me anything about your OCs

Still in the process of properly caffeinating so apologies if this is a bit scatterbrained but here goes. Now as far as OCs for videogames goes: Kate Shepard (Mass Effect) -is a Star Trek fan like her parents were and was actually named after Captain Kathryn Janeway -in that same vein, has a lot of old earth sci-fi novels, some actual physical books when she could get her hands on them -back on Mindoir her parents worked in hydroponics and has wanted to get some plants into her cabin on the Normandy but has never had the time to actually plan that

Skye Ryder (Mass Effect Andromeda) -had a nail polish collection in the Milky Way and has been trying to somehow rebuild it in Andromeda -in contrast to Scott has always been the socially awkward twin -in not so typical hero form, is very fond of pastel color palettes -always gave me the vibe she studied anthropology and thus gets along very well with Avela and talking ancient culture with her

Katla Cousland (Dragon Age: Origins) -after becoming Queen of Fereldan insisted on wearing blue and silver almost constantly so no one forgets that no matter what she is a Grey Warden and she is the Hero of Fereldan -despite being charming and charismatic is also very cutthroat so long as she believes that the throats she's cutting belong to bad people, aka "I'm willing to resolve this peacefully so long as you are willing to play ball and if not then you better hope I don't find any dirt on you or you will be dead" -initially hoped the Joining would kill Nathaniel due to residual desire for vengeance after killing Arl Howe only for him to become one of her closest friends and comrades Wendolyn [(Baldur's Gate 3) and my current brain bunny] - Seldarine drow bard -since venturing from the Underdark to the surface finds she likes to sleep with the windows open bc she loves the night air -changed her name upon reaching the surface world -makes her own costumes and fixes the party's clothes...also firmly believes the Mindflayers took her favorite pincushion as opposed to just losing it because she refuses to believe she would have allowed herself to just drop it, though why they would take that and not her violin and weapons is anyone's guess -her mother is a cleric of Eilistraee -her dream is to open a theater and cultivate new artistic talent I also have had this one fantasy idea bopping around in my head for years and I don't discuss her much but I really should, so here are some little tidbits about the protagonist for what I hope will one day be a high fantasy series called The Memoriam Chronicles. Serinda Belwyn -memoriam abilities (which is basically the ability to absorb people's memories through touch) usually manifest around puberty, however, hers developed at the young age of six, and her mentor essentially became her adoptive father -specializes in animal memories -is initially very prickly, aloof, and guarded toward most people but is clearly a passionate scholar and pretty fearless despite not being a fighter -a major theme of her story is the realization of how history will attempt to whitewash and tone down her history and identity in order to make her and her heroic deeds more palatable to future generations, aka keep mum about her marginalized identity so no one has to question why people like her were/are treated differently -wears glasses -is asexual

That's just some information about my various OCs. Not all of them just the ones I find myself thinking about most.

[dullahandyke]

[Image description: a comic done in a colour palette of pink, purple, blue, and white, featuring the artist's insert, a pale-skinned person with shoulder-length ginger hair, an ear-piercing, and stubble. The cover shows a close-up on the artist's face as they cover a grin, glancing to the side and sweating. Beside him is lettering which reads, "Chameleon", mirrored in blue, red, pink, and purple.

We see the artist posing in thought as she narrates, "When trying to define my gender on my own terms, in my own mind, I've rarely had trouble explaining it, even before I had the 'proper' terminology available..." We see his thought bubble, in which are three smiling versions of him, in blue, purple, and pink. They narrate, "In my life, I've lived as a genderless person, a man, and a woman... and even though dysphoria did cause the transitions between those identities, at one point they were still my identity." She smiles as she continues to think, showing a version of herself in pink, purple, and blue, exclaiming, "This is perfect!" He narrates, "So, if I were to describe my identity, it would be someone who is a man, a woman, and neither/both... all at once! And my one wish would be... to live as a person who's experienced by different people, differently. There's really no wrong way to know me."

They narrate, "For the most part? That's how I live day to day, without much trouble. (Usually.)" We see her in feminine dress, accepting a coffee as someone offscreen says, "Here you are, miss." She smiles and replies, "Thank you!" We see him in masculine dress as he strolls. Someone offscreen shouts, "Nice shoes, man!" He grins and replies, "Hey, thanks!"

They narrate, "...With strangers, that is. Where things start to complicate is when people stay in my life, more than just briefly perceiving me and passing through." We see her turning and looking anxious as someone says, "Hey, I've been meaning to ask you..." He narrates, "I know it's not out of malice. Quite the opposite, really! Part of being close with others is knowing who they are... but who I am is an answer most people don't consider 'definitive enough'. Usually I'll just avoid the questions, or I'll say something like, 'Oh, I don't really care what people call me!', which is... sort of true." We see them waving their hands in a placating manner as they laugh, flustered and frustrated. She narrates, "I've just found it's a lot less painful to keep it to myself unless I'm sure the other person will understand. But it means keeping most people at an arm's distance." We see them with another person's arms around their shoulders, looking lost and resigned. He narrates, "...Distance, which became much less feasible and comfortable to maintain within romantic relationships."

She narrates, "Like any good chameleon, it was easy to adapt to what it was my partners were attracted to about me." We see him with stubble, smiling bashfully as someone offscreen says, "Masculine, handsome, BF." He replies, "Aw shucks." We see her with her hair up in a ponytail, smiling brightly as someone offscreen says, "Feminine, beautiful, girlfriend." She drawls, "Aww, stoooop." They narrate, "But so often I'd realize that's all they saw me as. If I tried to explain that I wasn't comfortable always staying that way..." We see both versions from the previous panel, wincing awkwardly as the voices say, "My man, my girl." The voices shout down the artist, saying, "I dated you because you were a handsome/beautiful/attractive person/woman/man. I'm not interested in dating anything other than that! Why can't you just stay like this?" The artist listens without comment, tired. They narrate, "Wash, rinse, and repeat. It started to feel like 'who' I was never mattered. That 'what' I was only did. And so many people only wanted one part of me."

She narrates, "I thought maybe I'd have more luck with other nonbinary people..." We see him nervously say, "You know you can like... use gendered terms and stuff for me. You don't have to always just use neutral ones." He narrates, "...to little avail." An offscreen voice protests, "But I don't want to misgender you!!!" Resigned and awkward, the artist replies, "Yeah no you... you know what, don't worry about it." They narrate, "I started to wonder if my wishes were at odds with each other..." We see him looking anxious as he stares down two paths. The first reads, "To live a life untrue to myself, but loved at least." The second reads, "To live truly but to embrace the loneliness of nonconformity."

She narrates, "Ultimately though.. I did meet someone that I really loved. And wanted to be known by. I gave it some time..." We see him walking in the snow with his boyfriend and laughing loudly. They narrate, "And I was scared, but I was also determined to know." Nervous, she speaks up. "I've been meaning to ask... would you still like me the same if I was a girl, a boy, or both? If I lived differently at different times?" Their boyfriend replies, "It's still you though, isn't it? That's all that really matters to me." The artist looks over at him as she narrates, "And that made all of me... truly happy." In a mirror to the cover, we see a close-up of his face, smiling in content. A signature reads, "Chameleon Chameleon by Willow Woods". End image description]

chameleon chameleon

a comic about being bigender, and bisexual, by me! happy pride everyone.

[ailogomakerr]

Creating Logos on Your Smartphone: The Future of Mobile Graphic Design

In todays world where we all have pocket devices at our fingertips its not shocking that logo design has also become portable. Designers, business owners and creative minds are no longer restricted to working in a fixed location, like an office or a studio. They now have the convenience of creating logos with a few taps on their mobile phones. This signals a chapter, in the realm of logo design. Offering both entrepreneurs and graphic designers the freedom to unleash their creativity anywhere they find inspiration of being tied down to a traditional desk setting.

How does creating logos on your smartphone differ from the logo design process exactly ? What implications does this change have for the future of design ?. Crucially how can you utilize this potential to develop standout logos for your business ? Lets explore the realm of design, where your next groundbreaking business concept could commence with a simple swipe.

Carrying the potential of a business, in the palm of your hand

In the past creating a logo used to be a task that demanded software and a powerful computer. Thanks, to the emergence of applications the obstacles to entering this field have decreased substantially. Today any individual with a smartphone can start their design venture. Craft polished logos for their business even, without extensive design experience.

These applications are tailored for todays entrepreneurs. Whether you’re a startup aiming to create a brand identity or an experienced business professional in search of a fresh aesthetic update. The ability to design wherever you are allows you to brainstorm concepts during your morning travel time or refine designs, over lunch breaks and even put the finishing touches on your logo while awaiting your meeting. Your business operates around the clock; it’s only fitting that your creative inspirations keep pace too!

The surge, in popularity of logo design

Design of logos, for platforms goes beyond being a passing fad. It represents a shift in how we engage with graphic design methods nowadays.. The ease of creating designs using a smartphone fits seamlessly into our moving mobile centric society. Lets delve into the reasons, behind the rising popularity of this method;.

With the convenience of applications available today any individual can utilize logo design tools without requiring expertise in graphic design. This accessibility of design tools gives business owners and entrepreneurs the capability to establish their brand identities.

Getting value, for your money is important when it comes to design software costs; however mobile applications can provide options or budget friendly subscription plans as an alternative, to traditional software programs. These options allow businesses to invest in aspects while still producing top notch designs.

Creating an user experience is a focus, in mobile app design — they often come with easy to use interfaces that include drag and drop features and ready made templates along, with AI powered recommendations to help users craft polished logos effortlessly and efficiently.

Flexibility and convenience go hand in hand when it comes to designing. Being able to create no matter where you’re what you’re doing is truly a game changer! Whether you’re out, for work related travels or attending a conference or just taking a breather away from your usual workspace setup. Your design skills are constantly, at your fingertips.

Mobile logo design applications often use AI technology to assist users in creating logos by providing design suggestions and color palettes while also incorporating design trends to refine the final logo outcome — an experience, to having a virtual designer at your fingertips!

The destiny of design lies within the realms of intelligence.

In the realm of design advancements lies a captivating innovation; the fusion, with AI technology. AI powered logo design tools are revolutionizing the logo creation landscape by streamlining the process to be quicker and more intuitive while also infusing intelligence into it. These innovative tools examine your business category, current industry trends and design inclinations to craft logo concepts that are not just visually attractive but strategically in harmony, with your brands essence.

As a business owner you have the opportunity to design a logo that not appears appealing but also connects with your specific audience. By inputting information the AI refines its recommendations to guarantee that the end result is a match, for your business. Regardless of whether you operate in retail, technology or hospitality sectors AI powered tools can customize your logo to align with the requirements of your industry.

Creating a Mobile Logo; A Detailed Walkthrough, for Beginners

Thinking about creating your business logo using your smartphone soon? Here’s an easy guide to help you kick things off;

Choose a design tool that fits your requirements by picking an application that meets your needs well known choices such, as Canva and Adobe Spark provide easy, to use interfaces and diverse design features Ailogoakerr.com is another great option For a smooth and instinctive process consider using ailogogenerator.com to craft impressive logos right from your mobile web browser

Before you start working on the design aspect of things it’s essential to think about what your business represents. What story are you aiming to tell through your logo ? Think about the core values of your brand, who your audience’s and the kind of emotions you hope your logo will stir up.

Check out the templates and recommendations generated by intelligence tools after defining your brands identity, in the app interface! Numerous apps provide design choices tailored to your industry sector to help you kick start your process effortlessly.

It’s time to let your creativity shine through in designing your logo. Play around with colors fonts and layouts to make it yours. Most design tools offer the flexibility to try out options until you discover the ideal mix that speaks to you.

Once you are happy, with your logo design work. Want to keep it for use or sharing purposes on different platforms such as social media profiles or marketing materials, for your business branding needs it’s essential to save your logo in resolution format before sharing it online or printing it out anywhere else.

In the paced world of business today a crafted logo goes beyond mere aesthetics. It serves as a cornerstone of your brand identity. A logo that connects with your target market has the power to boost brand recognition cultivate customer loyalty and even increase sales. By opting for mobile logo design you’re not just following trends. You’re positioning your business as a trailblazer, in the field of innovation.

Mobile applications and intelligence (AI) solutions are always. Introducing fresh options and functions that enhance the accessibility and efficiency of logo creation processes. The steady progression indicates that the graphic design landscape is moving towards a future where mobile technology and smart tools play roles.

In conclusion AI is now your company’s ally.

Whether you’re a designer or a novice entrepreneur venturing into the realm of design for the first time designing logos using your mobile phone opens up a plethora of opportunities for you to explore and express your creativity, with ease and precision at your fingertips.. As you venture into this domain it’s important to know that you don’t have to go at it alone. Platforms such, as ailogomakerr.com are there to assist you throughout the process ensuring that you craft a logo that authentically reflects your business identity..

Why not give it a try? Take out your phone. Let your creativity flow as you create a logo that will help your business shine in the digital era!This blog is from Ailogomakerr.com

[therugfurnish]

Rug Harmony: Creating a Coordinated and Stylish Home Interior

In the realm of interior design, achieving a harmonious and stylish home is an art that involves careful consideration of various elements. One often overlooked but crucial aspect is the role of rugs in tying together a room's aesthetic. Rugs not only provide comfort underfoot but also serve as a powerful design tool, offering an opportunity to create visual cohesion and elevate the overall ambiance of a space. In this article, we will delve into the world of rug harmony, exploring how these versatile pieces can contribute to a coordinated and stylish home interior.

The Foundation of Design:

Rugs, often referred to as the foundation of a room, have the potential to set the tone for the entire space. When selecting a

Buy Handmade Rugs & Carpets Online in India it's essential to consider the existing color palette, furniture, and overall design scheme. The right rug can anchor the room, creating a cohesive foundation that enhances the overall aesthetic. For a coordinated look, choose a rug that complements or contrasts with the existing color scheme, adding depth and visual interest.

Size Matters:

One common mistake in rug selection is choosing the wrong size. The size of the rug can significantly impact the perception of space and the overall balance of the room. A rug that is too small can make the room feel disjointed, while an oversized rug may overpower the space. To achieve harmony, ensure that the rug is proportionate to the room and the furniture it anchors. In a living room, for instance, the rug should ideally extend beyond the edges of the furniture, creating a unified and well-balanced arrangement.

Layering for Depth:

For those looking to add depth and texture to their interior, consider the art of layering rugs. This trend has gained popularity in recent years, allowing homeowners to experiment with patterns, textures, and colors. Layering a smaller rug on top of a larger one can create a dynamic and visually appealing effect. Just ensure that the patterns and colors complement each other to maintain a sense of cohesion. This technique is particularly effective in open-concept spaces, where it can help define different functional areas within a larger room.

Material Matters:

The choice of rug material plays a pivotal role in achieving both comfort and style. Different materials evoke distinct moods and aesthetics. For a cozy and warm ambiance, opt for plush wool or shag rugs. Natural fibers like jute or sisal can add a touch of earthiness and are ideal for creating a laid-back, casual atmosphere. Silk rugs, on the other hand, exude luxury and sophistication. When selecting the material, consider the function of the space and the level of foot traffic it receives, ensuring that the rug not only looks good but also meets the practical needs of the room.

Consistency Across Spaces:

To achieve a sense of continuity and flow throughout your home, maintain consistency in your rug choices across different rooms. While each space may have its unique design elements, using similar or complementary rugs can create a cohesive visual narrative. This doesn't mean every rug has to be identical; variations in size, pattern, and color can be incorporated while still maintaining a sense of overall harmony. Consistency in rug choices fosters a unified design language, making your home feel thoughtfully curated and well-coordinated.

Personal Expression Through Patterns:

Patterns can be a powerful tool for expressing personal style and infusing character into a space. However, it's crucial to strike a balance between bold patterns rug furnish and cohesive design. If your furniture and decor already feature intricate patterns, consider opting for a more subdued rug to avoid overwhelming the visual senses. Conversely, if the rest of the room is relatively neutral, a vibrant and patterned rug can serve as a focal point, injecting personality and visual interest into the space.

Conclusion:

In the pursuit of a stylish and well-coordinated home interior, rugs emerge as versatile and essential design elements. Their ability to tie together disparate elements, create visual harmony, and enhance the overall ambiance of a space should not be underestimated. From choosing the right size and material to experimenting with layering and patterns, the thoughtful selection of rugs can transform a room into a harmonious and visually captivating haven. So, the next time you embark on an interior design journey, remember that the humble rug has the power to elevate your home to new heights of style and sophistication. 

[sudarshan-family-store]

The Beauty of Handwoven Silk Sarees: Artistry Beyond Compare

Silk sarees are not just garments; they are masterpieces that have been woven into the rich tapestry of Indian culture for centuries. Among the various types of silk sarees that adorn the landscape of Indian fashion, handwoven silk sarees stand out as true gems of artistry. These sarees are more than just clothing; they are a testament to the craftsmanship and tradition that have been passed down through generations. In this blog, we will explore the unparalleled beauty and artistry of handwoven silk sarees.

A Legacy of Craftsmanship:

The art of weaving silk sarees by hand is a time-honoured tradition in India, dating back thousands of years. Each region of India has its own distinct style and technique of weaving silk sarees, resulting in a rich tapestry of diverse designs and patterns. Whether it’s the Banarasi silk sarees of Uttar Pradesh, the Kanjeevaram silk sarees of Tamil Nadu, or the Paithani silk sarees of Maharashtra, each has a unique identity that reflects the culture and heritage of its origin.

The process of weaving handwoven silk sarees is a labour-intensive one that requires immense skill and patience. The weavers meticulously handpick silk threads, dye them in vibrant colours using natural or chemical dyes, and then set to work on the loom, interlacing each thread with precision. The result is a fabric that exudes a lustrous sheen and a luxurious texture that is unmatched by machine-made counterparts.

Timeless Elegance:

Handwoven silk sarees are renowned for their timeless elegance. The intricate motifs, delicate embroidery, and rich colours make these sarees a symbol of grace and sophistication. Whether it’s the intricate floral patterns of a Banarasi silk saree or the bold, contrasting borders of a Kanjeevaram, each design tells a story and carries with it the essence of the region it comes from.

One of the most captivating aspects of handwoven silk sarees is their ability to transcend trends and fads. A beautifully crafted silk saree never goes out of style. It can be worn at weddings, festivals, and special occasions, and still look just as stunning decades later. This longevity is a testament to the enduring appeal of these sarees.

A Kaleidoscope of Colors:

The colour palette of handwoven silk sarees is a visual treat. The use of vibrant and rich colours is a hallmark of these sarees. From the deep reds and maroons of Banarasi sarees to the jewel-toned hues of Kanjeevarams, the colours are both striking and symbolic. Each colour carries its own significance and is chosen carefully to convey emotions and traditions.

Red, for example, symbolizes love and marriage in Indian culture, which is why it is often the colour of choice for bridal sarees. Green represents fertility and prosperity, while blue signifies the divine. These colours, when woven into the fabric of a saree, become more than just pigments; they become a language of expression.

Versatility and Allure:

Handwoven silk sarees are incredibly versatile. They can be draped in a variety of ways to suit different occasions and personal styles. Whether it’s the classic Nivi drape, the elegant Bengali style, or the modern fusion drapes, a silk saree can adapt to any fashion statement.

The allure of a handwoven silk saree lies not only in its design but also in the way it drapes and accentuates the natural curves of the body. The lustrous fabric clings and flows gracefully, making the wearer feel like a queen. The weight and texture of silk add to the regal aura, making it a perfect choice for special occasions.

Preserving Tradition:

Handwoven silk sarees are more than just garments; they are repositories of tradition and cultural heritage. The art of silk weaving has been passed down from generation to generation, and many weaving communities are proud of their centuries-old traditions. When you purchase a handwoven silk saree, you are not just buying a piece of clothing; you are investing in the preservation of an ancient craft and the livelihoods of skilled artisans.

In a world driven by fast fashion and mass production, handwoven silk sarees stand as a testament to the enduring beauty of craftsmanship and tradition. These sarees are more than just garments; they are a reflection of India’s rich cultural diversity and artistic heritage. Each saree tells a story, carries a legacy, and celebrates the timeless elegance of silk. Whether you wear one for a special occasion or simply to admire its artistry, a handwoven silk saree is a treasure that deserves to be cherished for generations to come.

[came0dust]

happy pride month, everyone! i've been drawing a lot more recently, as you've probably seen, and i've been enjoying the direction my work is going in general. so, i wanted to try something. i would like to take some art requests, specifically to do with lgbtq+ subjects (tis the season)

disclaimers (for lack of a better word) and other conditions detailed under the cut

CLOSED

i'm not particularly fast (it might take some days for something to get done)

i reserve the right to simply not do a request for any reason, including but not limited to: "my hands hurt so i'm taking it easy", "i don't think i can fulfill this request satisfactorily", and "i'm simply not interested in doing it". no hard feelings, but it's my time, my effort, and my blog. you understand, i think 👍

you can request things like characters who are lgbtq+ (headcanon or otherwise. and feel free to specify design headcanons too!) or drawing ideas to do with lgbtq+ identities (something like, for example, "two male hummingbirds huddled together on a tree branch and colored using a rainbow palette". be as descriptive as you want, but try not to get too complex. expect the result to be relatively simple)

you can request your ocs! please provide visual reference if possible, however. my brain is a little silly so if i'm left to just kind of guess at details, it might end up different from what you're expecting from me just misinterpreting things

probably goes without saying but hateful behavior and sentiments aren't going to be given the time of day. i'm not interested in any form of di///sco//urse (attempting to avoid people searching the word directly), this is just something i want to do for fun

in that same vein, actually, please try to keep things light in terms of tone. the world is scary right now, so i'm not particularly jazzed about drawing something gruesome or depressing. please be niceys 👍

i'm still going to be working on my own things. this is basically a reiteration of the first point, but i feel it's worth mentioning that i'm not planning on exactly becoming an art request machine for the month. expect this to be a side-ish thing by default

i plan to post requested art as a reply to requests sent through the ask box (and please just Only the ask box. i'd like things to be in one place), but you can also send asks if you want clarification on anything mentioned here (or not mentioned! i might have glossed over a detail that needs further elaboration without even noticing it)

i would say anticipate receiving a cleaner "sketch" or "colored sketch" (see tags, linked) drawing as a baseline, maybe with some shading, but i might take it further if i really enjoy how the piece is going

you can use the requested art as things like icons or banners, but please provide credit somewhere. i'm just a little guy!

[arundolyn]

i just had like A Thought, as im making lambda gifs?

its weird to articulate and might not make complete sense, so bear with me

but like... comparing lambda and nu’s sword effects. there’s a cool distinction going on there, which is:

lambda, who is a predecessor but not necessarily a prototype, per se. her swords are more....... bulky and needlessly. clunky. jagged. comparatively. (despite it being called sword summoner EX in fight, ignoring that for the sake of simplicity, it to me just indicates nu existed first playably). i mostly noticed this from crescent saber ngl. 

but nu, on the other hand, the actual Proper murakumo unit wielder. everything is more streamlined and (they’re physically the same size but.. SEEMINGLY) compact and efficient. 

it just struck me as an interesting detail

[powdermelonkeg]

So, BO2W Breakdown

Buckle up, this is gonna be a long one.

Here we’ve got Ganon’s...energy taking over Link’s arm. Ordinarily, I’d call it Malice, but based on what it turns into, I’m just going to be calling it corruption. We don’t get much information from this scene besides this expression:

Link’s grabbing the corruption with his other hand, and wincing. It looks painful. I personally think it’s for cinematic effect that it was included, but it COULD be a gateway into a Phantom Hourglass sort of mechanic--Link has to function on a time limit, or using the corruption’s power could drain his life.

Next we’ve got a closeup of Ganondorf. F in chat to the rehydration theorists.

And the closeups of his jewelry. The only significant thing I can see is his necklace, which looks like a cross between the Gerudo symbol and a Fleur de Lis:

But what I’M most interested in is this tie on his belt:

For one, it’s WAY bigger than it needs to be, and that’s deliberate. Ganondorf’s got a jewelry aesthetic he’s already hit above; everything else is gold, why not this bit?

Most importantly, you can barely make it out, but the designs either look Sheikah or Zonai--they’ve got that same kind of swirly busy pattern to them. The red tint and tan-ish lines in it makes me think it’s possessed Sheikah tech.

Next, we’re shown Zelda falling. This looks like it happens right after these two caps from the first trailer:

So we reach for her as the ground collapses, and evidently, we fail to pull her back up. So my next question for that scene is going to be what the in-game reason is for us not diving in right after her. Maybe we won’t get one, since the appeal of the original BOTW was that you could fight Ganon whenever you wanted.

Up next, we’ve got a skydiving shot:

The first thing to notice is that Link’s pose while skydiving is just about identical to his pose in Skyward Sword:

Second is that, yes, he’s falling towards a floating island, and that in itself is noteworthy, but he’s FALLING. There’s something either above him that he jumped off of, or a force that carried him high enough TO fall, and I doubt Nintendo’s encouraging magnesis flying.

So, there’s a few options: Loftwings making a return (which is unlikely, but a hope I have), something like Revali’s Gale boosting Link up for a cinematic shot, indicating that the corruption arm has that kind of power, or islands higher than the one shown here.

Now the island itself:

In Skyward Sword, Skyloft looks like this:

And (spoiler alert) we loose this island here over the course of the game:

Now, it’s not a PERFECT 1:1 match, as most things between games aren’t, but a quick rotate and overlay shows it’s got the same kinds of shapes between the two. The same “W” shape along the eastern side, the same tiny island off the northeast point, the same relative edges.

Now, I don’t know what happened to the plaza at South Skyloft, or the Knight’s Academy isle, but it could very easily be drift away from the central island.

The presence of other islands through the clouds seems to support that theory. Now let’s look at Link here:

The outfit is new. We haven’t, to my knowledge, seen one of this design in other games. My gut reaction to this image was “oh, we go back in time and we’re the first hero now!” because it’s vaguely reminiscent of Tapestry Hero.

But upon closer inspection, that theory’s null and void. Under Link’s tunic in the image above, you can see that he’s still wearing the shorts he woke up in in the first game. So either Sheikah boxers haven’t changed in 10,000 years, or it’s taking place in present day. Jokes aside, I’m curious to know if the outfit he’s wearing is modeled after Tapestry Hero.

Next thing to point out is the obvious:

Link’s arm here looks less prosthetic and more...withered, I almost want to say. The corruption here’s made his hand look frailer, and armored them up with Zonai patterns before it fades out at his shoulder. Based on how the tattoos look, I think they’re an artifact of the corruption taking hold.

Also, the belt here:

Aesthetic purposes, or specific function? The presence of the second, smaller one on the side reminds me of Skyward Sword’s adventure pouch, which could be how the new game handles inventory size:

Next we’ve got another flying shot:

It seems like he’s flying towards Ruined Skyloft, and you can see the bottoms of islands above it, possibly meaning that the sky serves as more than just a hub world like it did in Skyward.

Now let’s look at the paraglider he’s using. It’s new.

This is how the paraglider looks in the original BOTW. It looks like we still have the Rito symbol in the center, but other than that, there’s a LOT of changes here.

First off is the color. We’re now blue and gold. The shade of blue makes me think of the Kochi Dye Shop’s navy blue:

So, possibly a dyeable paraglider?

The new pattern surrounding the Rito symbol makes me think that it’s combining the paraglider with Skyward Sword’s sailcloth:

Other than that, there isn’t much else to say about the paraglider besides the handles looking like they’re made of bone. Craftable paragliders? God, I hope not.

Back to Link:

Here we have him in different gear than the last shot. He’s wearing the snow boots, he has a shield with a stylized Eye of Truth looking upwards, and he looks like he’s carrying a traveler’s sword and an unknown bow. The presence of the bow makes me think that the shield here is a lower tier item, rather than this game’s Hylian Shield equivalent.

Now, let’s get a better look at the horizon:

The trees here look a lot like the smaller trees you can find in Akkala, but there’s a distinct lack of red among them.

Then it looks like we’ve got some ruins at the furthest isle.

Whatever the rock formations are over there, they don’t LOOK natural.

Another thing I noticed is the bottoms of the islands.

These look a little too geometric to be natural, too. Now, this one, I’m a little muddy on, because it COULD be a stylistic choice. But it also reminds me of the Shrines if you clip out of bounds:

And a little bit of the dormant Gate of Time from Skyward:

My money’s on the cube-like nature of the islands’ undersides being deliberate, rather than just a far-off render.

And then there’s this thing!

What is it? It doesn’t look broken at all; look how nicely the roof(?) is kept. The ribbing on the sides makes me think it might be a Zonai thing, but the shape makes it difficult to figure out. A giant temple? An airship? A sloped coliseum? This thing haunts and vexes me.

Our next shot is presumably from one of the islands, based on the color. Here we can see that there are definitely ruins all over the place. Link is in the same gear as before, so I won’t touch on him.

This, however, has my interest. The design here has more geometric patterns--Zonai ruins?

We’ve got another one off in the distance here. Sky checkpoints, like Sheikah towers?

Now this guy here. There’s a LOT to look at. First off is the eye design, it’s the same sort of upward looking one that Link has on his shield in the previous shots.

The energy that’s pulling this thing towards its base looks like the same green energy that surrounds the arm holding Gan in place in Trailer One:

This stuff. That, plus the fact that the robot has to be pulled into its base rather than just existing, implies that either A: Link activates it himself, like a trial thing, or B: that the green energy here functions in the same way Malice does in the original BOTW.

This pattern at its base is intriguing, too. I don’t recognize the gold symbol in the center, but the green around it reminds me of the portals from Twilight Princess.

Which, yes, everyone’s already said that the Twilight Princess patterns look like Zonai things. But another thing this weird dial thing reminds me of is from Lanayru Desert:

On top of that, the color palette of this guy looks like that of the Lanayru Robots from Skyward:

BO2W robot on the left, Lanayru robot on the right. Given that Skyward is a lot more vibrant than other non-Toon Zelda games, I think this is a fair enough comparison to draw similarities from.

And then we get a closer view of the sky ruins from the last shot. I don’t know if the geometric pattern in the corner is a deliberate carving, or wear from time, but since the pattern looks ALMOST mirrored around the corner, I’m going to go with the former.

A better shot a few frames later. The robot has HANDS, which I do not like in any way shape or form. However, we get a better look at the sky ruins.

We haven’t seen this style of stairs before, to my knowledge. The pedestal out front looks like a light source, and it has the same floral egg thing the robot above has on each shoulder; the eggs could easily be a power source for Zonai tech. And at the top of the stairs, we see a pedestal, backing up the theory that these ruins function as our new Sheikah towers.

This is our next shot. Which...

Unikoblins. Can we talk about that? UNIKOBLINS.

Anyways, Link is here again in his old clothes. This is a very early game shot, because his right arm isn’t corrupted yet; this means we get to explore Hyrule before we embark on the main quest. Which gives rise to a question: Where’s Zelda?

The hopeful side of me wants to say that she’s a tutorial companion, like Navi or Tatl, at least for the beginning here. The pessimistic side of me thinks that she’s waiting for us at a predetermined location, and this is just part of getting to her.

Now the unikoblin structure itself is built on a Talus, meaning that the dev team at least intends to have more inter-monster interactions. But if you kill the Talus, does that mean that the base falls apart, or does it just drop down as a separate entity?

Also, what are these background ruins? The one on the left looks like it’s a distinctly different style than the one on the right. It looks almost like a giant guardian arm.

Our next shot is Link’s arm getting corrupted. Which, first of all, the effects look beautiful.

Now, we can see a corner of Link’s hip here, and we know that this is his right arm. So Link’s lying down here. Unconscious? Knowing how Zelda games like to start with Link waking up, probably. Although it looks like at least part of his shorts got an update.

We can see what looks like circuits here. It looks a bit like the electricity puzzles you can find in the Divine Beasts and Shrines in the original.

Then we’ve got these strange symbols.

Whatever this circular stone he’s lying on is, it looks a lot like the Zonai puzzle from the “A Fragmented Monument” sidequest.

This one that everyone thought was the Mirror of Twilight for years.

Our next shot is Link using the corruption powers against enemies:

The spike ball itself looks solid; the question is, is this a duplication power, or a visualization of how the spike ball is set into motion?

We see it barreling over a poor Unikoblin or two, but I’d like to turn your attention to the Moblin and the background.

The moblins here have helmets, and the bases, while they carry the same design, look like they have more cause and effect in mind. The left base’s rock, for instance; that’s a lot bigger than the rocks we got to play with in the last game, and it looks like we can barrel anything in the screen over with it.

The helmet, though, concerns me a little bit. It looks natural rather than forged; like it’s the moblin’s horn, just very much deformed. Does it mean a harder enemy, or is it just for flavor?

Our next shot is this strange flower thing. Note that Link’s right arm is perfectly fine in this shot, meaning that it’s still early game.

This is what Link’s flamethrower looks like. And this:

Is Zonai art.

So the question is, what IS the flamethrower? My first thought was that it’s either a new item in its own, or it’s a Sheikah Slate upgrade. The latter might sound a little far fetched, but Link in this game is right-handed, and in BOTW, he always held the slate in his LEFT hand when using it.

We have more of the weird faded designs that we saw on the Sky ruins:

And we’ve got some kind of pedestal or stage behind the ground flower thing:

It looks like it’s either an altar or a grave, from what I can tell. The stairs aren’t the same design as the ones in the sky, and there aren’t any patterns on it.

More importantly, though, is that this place is underground. This could be a part of the game you’re required to go through, in order to get to Raisin Gan.

A few seconds later, though, we get our answer to what the flamethrower is!

It’s a shield!

Off to the left side, we can see pillars with more weird scribblings towards the top. These match the Sky ruins’ pillar shape, with a narrow base and a wider top.

Our next scene is...weird.

We see a puddle splash in reverse. It’s hard to tell if it’s actually water or not, but the design on the ground implies that it’s either been there for a long time, or that that’s a dedicated splash spot. And the quality and zoom makes me think that this is part of a cutscene. Return of the timeshift stones?

We then see Link...surfacing out of the island? I don’t know how else to describe it. However, his arm is changed again, and glowing, meaning that this is a corruption power. And the “water” he rises out of here looks a lot like the puddle in the last clip.

We get a good look at the Zonai Lights:

A Sky ruin that looks like it contains a room:

And a glimpse of other isles’ ruins in the far distance.

And then as the camera zooms out...

We can place a location!

We’re right over Thundra Plateau!

We also get a mildly better look at the back wall of the sky ruin, which looks to be some kind of table:

The next scene is Hyrule Castle:

The ground shakes and it starts to rise up. However, notice that the columns surrounding the castle are now missing.

We’ve also got red sparks in the air, like we would have in a blood moon. However, due to the sky color, we can assume that this is a conscious decision by Gan himself, and that he isn’t drawing power from his surroundings.

We then see that power bleeding out of the ground. It’s MUCH more red than Malice is, which has always been a kind of burnt pink-ish color.

However, even though Ganon lifts the castle up, he doesn’t lift it very high.

The castle’s about triple the height it was. But since we’re talking Skyloft levels of floating islands, this is still pretty ground-level. What’s interesting to me, though, is that in this shot, despite the game now being about sky islands that we should be able to see from ground level...there aren’t any here. This, to me, means that there’s going to be a sudden appearance of the isles in the sky, rather than them simply being accessible now.

And that’s the whole trailer! I have many questions.

My blog! If you have any opnions/questions/theories, feel free to drop an ask!

Part 2 is up! We missed a lot!

[maryellencarter]

Seriously, I could write like a million essays about this movie and the visual design shit in it. Maybe I will. This one’s more about something found throughout the franchise in general, but this shot is pretty much a perfect example.

Specifically, Lupin and Jigen. It’s getting on for my bedtime and I’ve been struggling to make this be words for like half an hour tonight, let alone constantly since Leia showed me this movie, what, two weeks ago? But like... they’re partners (however you want to interpret that), arguably the central relationship of the anime, although you wouldn’t so much pick that up from the movie (Leia had to tell me afterwards), and I just cannot get over how physically similar they are while still having character designs you’d never mistake for each other.

Like... look at how their legs are crossed identically here, even while their body weight is distributed completely differently. Look at how they’re practically the same shape, except Lupin usually keeps his spine straight while Jigen has a permanent slouch. (There’s a couple of shots I’m going to grab later where Jigen is in approximately the same position, just rotated ninety degrees, while lounging on the ground versus leaning on a wall, which I find fucking hilarious.) The movie design gives Jigen a waistcoat so they’re not literally wearing the same outfit with a palette swap, which they do in most of the 2D stuff.

If you look at their faces, they could pretty much be brothers, both long-chinned long-lipped mischievous-looking motherfuckers, just one has a beard and keeps his eyes hidden (which downplays the fact that they do have fairly different shaped eyes when Jigen isn’t being Shocked). Obviously some of that comes from the vagaries of starting life in a manga where there are only so many available face shapes, but it’s also... *inarticulate hand gestures* They match. I don’t know how else to word it. They belong together, in whatever way you care to interpret that, and they’re shaped like they belong together. And that gives me feels.

[eunjidrabbles]

Hi, I'd like to request Forever, Sweet version with Dreamcatcher Jiu for the Bitter/Sweet Series. Thanks! :)

Forever Sweet Ver.

How long is forever, when forever means a different thing to everyone? What more is forever to someone who has an eternity to live? Blessing or a curse, may the fates bring us together each time.

Word count: About 2.9k words

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They say that art is a thing that needs time to develop and grow. It is time, that add colors and depth to your works. For Kim Minji, she literally had all the time in the world to be absorbed and devoted to perfecting her art. She has sold a good number of paintings since she started her journey to perfection but alas, having to change identities just as you were getting famous can’t help but put you in a slightly poor state. Her love for art however never stopped no matter what condition she was in. She had once lived in a mansion where she covered the walls with canvases until she found her muse then did her art blossom each time with a portrait she did of them. Through her art, she found love for her subjects and that was one thing that never changed. Moving through the different cities through time, her collection of portraits slowly grew, but living forever meant watching your love die, with the only thing remaining being memories and a portrait.

Time honestly passed her by with just a blink of an eye, art meant so many things through the eras. Yet Minji still stayed true to her medium and chose to open up a roadside shop to sell her works to the general public. It was interesting to draw inspiration from every fresh face that was nice enough to stop by to have a nice chat and occasionally bring a cup of warm coffee along. She didn’t exactly earn much through it when it came to monetary terms, but she heard the stories of lives in exchange to fuel her paintings even more so.

That was how she first took notice of you. It had been a calm morning as she sat in front of a blank canvas, eyeing the tubes of paints in their respective labeled containers. It pained her heart when none of the colors called out to her the way it usually would until she caught a flash of a disastrous mixture of colors that could put the memory of an old friend's fashion sense to shame. Quickly flicking her gaze up to watch the fading figure running further, her fingers twitched. Her hands moved to pick up paints to apply onto the palette even before her eyes finally left the empty streets of the park and onto her mixture of colors. Huffing as she found the same unpleasant shades staring back at her again, she pouted and pick up her brush to let inspiration do its job and let the strokes of the brush be directed as her soul desired.

It wasn’t until the sun’s rays heated her skin uncomfortably and she felt a set of eyes staring did she tear her attention away from the canvas. Setting her palette down, she gently stretched her arms and back and casually looked around. Her curiosity was sated with a cautious gaze that snapped away the moment eyes met and she turned herself away from her work. With a soft smile, she waited for you to give in to the temptation to look towards her again before giving you a gentle wave over. Looking around the place, you hesitantly approached the artist when you realized you were the only person that was admiring her art from a distance while everyone else rushed around through the park to get to their lunch destinations. Shuffling around on your spot under her attention, you redirected it back to her work. “That’s an interesting choice of colors that you are using.” You watched as her eyes darted from the canvas over to you and down your clothing as if checking you out, but her giggle and radiant smile lowered your guard slightly. 

“I could say the same for you.”

Stunned, you opened your mouth, wanting to give a comeback but ended up chuckling and smiling along with her when you looked down at your dressing. Raising your full hands up in mock surrender, and shrugged.

“To be fair, I was running late for work this morning. I just grabbed whatever I could get my hands on.”

Nodding understandingly yet with that mischievous smile on her face, you couldn’t help but play banter along with her with a soft stomp of your feet. Bursting out in laughter at your reaction, she stood up from her stool and put a hand out between the two of you. Glancing down at her hand and back up to meet her eyes, you transferred your bag of pastries to the hand holding your coffee and slid your free hand into a handshake with hers as she introduced herself. 

“It’s nice to meet you, I usually go by Jiu but you can call me Minji. I hope to see you around more often?”

After that faithful morning, you had changed your route to and from work slightly just so you could stop by daily to have a chat with Minji before, and after work, and even have time to get a few extra sweet treats to have lunch with the artist after you found out how much she loved them after offering to share one with her during your lunch break. You also learned that she had been painting for as long as she could remember and that she usually doesn’t stay too long before moving to search the world to perfect her art. Hearing that got you a little down when you understood that Minji would probably be moving off whenever but she noticed and reassured you that it wouldn’t be anytime soon. 

It was about a month after you included Minji in your daily routine did a sudden change shocked you. It had been a habit to wake up earlier now just so you could share a coffee and a few minutes of conversation in with Minji before going off to work. Or at least that was what you expected that morning but standing in front of the closed pushcart store in confusion, you looked around the park in hopes that the artist was just running late. Anxiously watching as time ticked down, you sighed and shot her a text asking if everything was alright and that you were going into work first. There were just a mere few hours before your lunch break but you couldn’t help but constantly check your phone for a reply that never came.

You might have let your thoughts drift when the last half hour came about before your break and you have yet to receive a reply from your artist friend. Was she okay? Did something happen? Did she leave without saying goodbye?

As the seconds tick down, you jolted out of your workspace the moment you could and rushed out of your office. Checking your phone yet again, you frowned when you see that Minji has yet to even read the messages you sent. Worry and concern soon took its hold around you as you skipped your usual routine of grabbing two sets of lunch and beelined straight to the usual hangout.

You couldn’t explain the relief you felt when you spot her slowly setting up her shop at a snail’s pace and it was only until you got closer did you notice the blank somber look on her face. Worry started creeping up again as you slowed in your steps to watch how lifeless she was. Softly calling her name as you neared, she jumped in her spot and slowly turned over to you. Her eyes were puffy as she tried to give you a small smile, and her voice cracked as she greeted you. Stepping forward to help her set up her store, you sat her down on her usual stool and pulled the extra seat she kept in the storage for clients but was mostly occupied by you.

Through a shaky and weak voice, she tells you that she went home yesterday to find that her small apartment had been broken into. It took a whole night at the station before they told her that they couldn’t help with a safer place to stay and that she would either have to head back to her apartment without a lock or spend to stay somewhere else. Minji chose neither and instead spent the rest of the night till dawn wandering around. When questioned on why she didn’t contact you, she sheepishly told you that she didn’t want to disturb your rest and that when morning came around, her phone had run out of battery. Huffing you nagged at her for always putting everyone else before herself even in such a desperate situation as she fiddled and peeled the drying paint on her easel.

“So what’s your plan now? Do you have anywhere to stay?”

Her silence told you everything you needed to know and before you can comment on it, Minji looked back at you with a small smile. “I’ll be fine, I’ll just rent a small place for now.”

Frowning, you weren’t convinced with her words. “With what money? You told me that you just bought groceries for the week and you were running low yesterday.”

Caught in her lie, her eyes widened as she attempted to find an excuse.

“I have a spare room, it needs to be cleaned up a little but I think that’s better than roaming the streets.”

At the start of the sounds of her protesting the thought of you offering up a room, you reached your hand out to take hers away from the constant motion of scratching at the easel.

“How about this, you paint me, and I’ll take that as rent for a room at my place. This way you don’t have to feel bad about anything. At least I know that you’ll have a safe place to return to.”

You could almost hear the cogs in her head turn before she nodded. Looking at your phone to gauge the time, you told her to wait for you before bolting off and running back with a bag full of food for her. Panting as you pass the bag over to her, you can’t help but feel your heart melt as she gave you a smile that rivaled the sun’s brightness. You explained the plan that you would come to her after your work so you could accompany her to her place to take whatever essentials that she needed for at least the first night and bring her up to your place before saying your quick goodbye and running back to your workplace. You went hungry for the rest of the day until you went to pick Minji up where she held up a convenience store rice ball for you to hold off the hunger stating that she realized you didn’t get time to have lunch. That was worth it.

You didn’t realize how much materials were needed as an artist but helping Minji with her move brought everything to light. It was a simple routine that you both fell into every day. On the weekdays after dinner, you would be seated near the hallways leading to the rooms, and on the weekends when you were both free, Minji would have you seated at noon right after cooking you a nice lunch all the while she sat across you with that canvas. You had pestered her a couple of times to let you take a peek at the progress but each time she reassured you that the reveal of the completed work was much more satisfying to see. Of course, that would earn her a whine each time and you would both share laughter at the joke you shared with one another. It was honestly awkward at the start, having someone stare so intently at you while you try to busy your mind with random thoughts to stop yourself from fidgeting, but you grew to relax around Minji’s gaze. In fact there were times you caught yourself staring right back, tracing each of her features with your eyes.

It happened once as a passing thought. Then again and again till each time she looked away from her canvas while she studies your face, Minji would find her thoughts drifting. You were quite literally the perfect muse to be etched into a painting for the rest of history. A piece of art, to be preserved, to be in a place more than just her heart. Wait. Her heart.

Hearing you call her name, she shook out the thoughts in her head before focusing on you, prompting you to continue with a hum of acknowledgment. “Are you okay? You’ve just been staring and not...” Gesturing slightly with your hand, you continued. “And not painting. We don’t have to do this every day, you know. I’m sure you’re tired too.”

Shaking her head, she gave you a soft, reassuring smile and went back to painting. Every day you would get some breakfast with her and then walk together to her store before going off to your workplace, and pick her up after work for dinner. It was almost like the perfect domestic scenario Minji once had in her long life that got her yearning for a connection yet again.

With each stroke of paint, her feelings for you grew more than just a friend, and although she knew not of your own growing feelings, she reasoned with herself that you were both mature enough to talk things out if anything were to go wrong.

It wasn’t long before the portrait was completed. Before Minji was willing to show it to you, she had requested for you to follow her into her room. Standing outside her door, you watched as she nervously fiddled with the door handle, a habit you learned to know if there was something on her mind. You had always given the artist her privacy, not touching any of the painting covers even when you helped her move into the room and never entering it after, trusting for her to be able to clean up well so when she took a deep breath before swinging the room door open, you weren’t sure what to expect.

On the walls, held up by the removable hooks were gorgeous portraits of what seemed like a walk back through time. Each canvas was roughly about the same size, but the medium was slightly different to match the era the subject was in. You weren’t too sure what you were supposed to be looking at, nor did Minji say anything when you looked over back at her before looking at the paintings yet again until you noticed a small detail. At the corner of each delicately detailed painting was a small signature, not of a name but a sunflower and a heart, and date under it. Hearing footsteps go out of the room, you quickly sorted out the dates in your head and pieced together the timeline of all the works before Minji stepped back into the room and called for your attention.

“I like you.”

Taking another deep breath, she continued. “But before you say anything else, please listen to me.” 

Nodding at her to continue, you took a few deep breaths as you set aside your assumptions and waited for her. “I am an immortal.” Minji paused to observe your reactions and when you gave none, she cautiously turned the canvas of your portrait in her hands to face you and continued. “As you can guess by now, these are all paintings done by me though my time alive.”

Your eyes were caught by the painting and how Minji captured and brought out every single essence of detail of you through her style. It was one thing to take a photo of yourself, but it was another to have a portrait done where you see yourself through the eyes of someone else and you could tell that every stroke was painted with heart. Flicking your eyes back up to Minji, you started to think through the implications of her telling you the information.

Through simple deduction, you could guess that the portraits were of her lovers through time and that she outlived all of them. Mortality was a topic you wouldn’t have thought much of, knowing you had a whole life ahead of you and knowing that everyone eventually would meet their end sooner or later but immortality would mean that there was no such end. That you would have long faded into a faint memory even before Minji would come budging under the weight of time. Yet you couldn’t deny the pull you had to the artist from the start. You understood the risk Minji was taking, knowing she would have to watch as wrinkles crowd your face and how your hair would turn white before you eventually move on from this life; as she loses yet another person she would come to love but would it be too much of you if you were to want the same as she does?

“I don’t have much to offer in this life, while you have forever, but can I be selfish to call you mine for the rest of my lifetime?”

Watching as the first tears roll down her cheeks as she gave you the warmest smile in relief, she nodded. It wasn’t too much.

[moririki]

⤷ AN EIGHT-LEGGED PROBLEM

OIKAWA TOORU & SAKUSA KIYOOMI & HAIBA LEV & MIYA ATSUMU X READER -> 1.8K
you save your boyfriend from a massive problem which is currently in the corner of your bathroom )

REQUEST -> n/a
CONTAINS -> spiders, bugs, you picking up said creepy crawlies, hq boys being no! help! at! all! (but that's ok bc we love them for it), fanon-ish sakusa cos i haven't read the manga and he had like 5 seconds of screen time so i'm just going off of what i've read + seen, clear favouritism despite the fact that i know basically nothing about sakusa, manga timeskip spoilers in sakusa's
MORI'S THOUGHTS -> haven't seen one where the reader is the one in the relationship who takes care of bugs so since i'm a #girlboss who throws spiders out of my room whenever i see them without breaking a sweat i'm writing that into a fun lil thing with the haikyuu boys that i strongly believe are scared of bugs. also besides the point but look at the pretty colour palette that their banners make fjfjfjdj will go back to writing the requests after this! inspiration just struck

❍ OIKAWA TOORU

-> omg this fucking guy

-> don't let his pride fool you this man HATES bugs with a burning passion

-> he'll never admit it though

-> between you and the aoba johsai team he would never hear the end of how the great king oikawa would cower at the sight of a moth doing laps around a lightbulb

-> so when you pretended not to hear the shriek that left your boyfriend when he saw something flying around the bathroom light and he declined your offer to get rid of the moth for him, this left oikawa in a pretty difficult situation

-> it was just him alone in the bathroom, trying to brush his teeth while eyeing the bug warily

-> you came in a few minutes later, getting ready to go to bed as well

-> "you know, babe, that moth's been there for quite a while," you teased him

-> oikawa hummed in response, his eyes never leaving it as it continued its circumnavigation of the light fixture

-> "oh, you know. who am i to kick someone out of their home? i'm no monster"

-> you almost snorted at how poor of an excuse that was, but ruffled your boyfriend's hair anyway

-> "i'll take care of it, ru, you just finish getting ready"

-> "but y/n-chan, that moth has feelings! don't be mean to it!"

-> you gave tooru a very blank stare at that

-> "so do you want me to leave you alone with your new friend?"

-> "......no"

-> "that's what i thought"

-> you went up to the moth, managing to trap it in your hands before releasing it from a window

-> oikawa shuddered as you came back to the sink, giving your hands a quick rinse before resuming with brushing your teeth like nothing had happened

-> "you're so brave, my love"

-> "anything for you, babe"

❍ SAKUSA KIYOOMI

-> bless this poor boy

-> so it's no secret that sakusa isn't the fondest of germs

-> and that extends to bugs and spiders too

-> besides a normal amount of disgust that he held for them, the thought of where the insects had been or placed one of their many feet on never failed to make his skin crawl

-> that's where you, his wonderful significant other, comes in

-> as much as he loves you, he just can't understand how you always stared at bugs with wonder in your eyes

-> you'd even pick them up, cooing at the way they crawled up your arm while sakusa just stared at you in disbelief with a can of bug spray in hand

-> tonight was one of those swelteringly hot summer nights

-> you know, the ones where the air seems to be still no matter how many windows you open and every insect in a mile radius is actively trying to enter your home

-> you were spending the night at your boyfriend's apartment, ready to have a relaxing night in with him since your schedules had finally synced up and allowed you both to enjoy a day off at the same time

-> it took months of trust before sakusa finally admitted to you how much he enjoyed doing skincare

-> so whenever you two spent the night together, you decided to start the evening with some face masks and idle binging of a tv show

-> against his half-hearted protests, you had insisted that sakusa wore a headband while this happened (one that had a very cute duck face printed on it)

-> just to keep the curls out of his face, of course

-> whenever he caught you sneaking a candid of him with facemask and duck headband on, he just shot you a halfhearted glare and threatened you to never send that to atsumu or the rest of the msby team

-> (you set it as your home screen instead)

-> anyways, i digress

-> so tonight you decided to cool down from the heat with a few facemasks and cuddling in your boyfriend's heavily air conditioned living room

-> but he kept all his skincare stuff in the bathroom, so you went to go get them as he set up a show to watch along with some snacks

-> you flicked on the light, going to his cabinet when something in the corner of the room caught your eye

-> there was a fairly large spider, desperately trying to crawl up the smooth tile wall

-> you decided to take pity on it and release it

-> but when you had it cupped safely in your hands, you decided to terrorise your poor boyfriend just a little

-> "hey, omi, look what i found!"

-> your boyfriend perked up at your signature nickname for him, though his eyes narrowed as he saw your clasped hands held in front of you

-> "no"

-> "but baby, you haven't even seen-"

-> "no"

-> you giggled at how defensive he had become

-> "come on, don't you want to name it? it's very cute"

-> "i want you to throw it out, y/n"

-> "alright, alright"

-> you took the spider to a window, releasing it back outside before heading back to the bathroom and grabbing a few masks for real this time

-> sakusa gave you the cold shoulder as you sat down next to him, humming as you gave him a face mask and putting it on without a word

-> "aww, baby, i'm sorry"

-> "..."

-> "i'll give you a head massage if you stop ignoring me?"

-> sakusa turned to you, his eyes narrowed in thought as he stared you down

-> the act soon broke, though, and he smiled against the sheet mask that was on his face

-> "it better be a good one," he huffed as he tugged the duck headband off, already sighing at the sensation of your fingers against his scalp

-> "omi, come on, what do you take me for?"

❍ HAIBA LEV

-> ngl lev gives off equal amounts of being terrified of like the tiniest spider or just finding bugs insanely cool vibes

-> it's funnier to imagine this 6-foot-something guy scramble away from a fucking crane fly in terror though so this is how it's going to play out

-> when you invited your giant of a boyfriend to your flat, you didn't anticipate just how small he made everything appear

-> he even towered in your doorway, having to stoop to step through into your hall

-> "woahh, i love your place!"

-> it was his first time staying over for the night, and lev was making sure to drink in every aspect of your interior design

-> you found it sweet of him, and watched as he stared in wide-eyed wonder at the little trinkets you had collected over the years to make your small apartment seem more like a home

-> you didn't expect him to scream at the top of his lungs and practically run back to you, though

-> you jumped at the sound, watching as he scrambled away from your lamp and pointed back at it with a shaking finger

-> you squinted at it, making out the very menacing form of a crane fly as it bumped into the lampshade and continued on its path

-> "lev, you big baby," you giggled, heading to the kitchen to grab a glass and trap it

-> "y/n, don't leave me alone with it!" he yelped, and you rolled your eyes at his antics

-> you came back, smoothly capturing the insect and throwing it out of a nearby window

-> lev was sat on your couch the whole time, hands covering his eyes as he curled in a ball

-> "is it gone?" he asked, and you you giggled at how childlike he was acting at the moment

-> "it's all good, baby" you smoothed his hair and lev gratefully leaned into your touch, a sigh of relief leaving him

-> "thank you, y/n"

-> "i'll get rid of all the bugs in the world for you, lev"

❍ MIYA ATSUMU

-> gives off the vibes that he used to eat bugs as a child i'm sorry but

-> have mercy on his soul lmao

-> so twins are supposed to be identical right?

-> anyone who spends more than a few minutes around the miya twins know that that's a complete fucking lie

-> and you've had the misfortune of being friends with them for a very long time

-> like your mums were friends and you were all born around the same time

-> you've been pulled into their shit before you could walk or talk

-> so you're well aware of just how different these mfs are

-> even though they were both absolute bastards, osamu always had a slightly more mellowed out approach which would always end up with atsumu getting the blame for what they got up to

-> especially as a child, osamu loved to terrorise his twin with the unwilling help of you

-> one of the ways was through osamu exploiting one of his twins' fears

-> that being bugs and spiders

-> he always cackled at the sight of atsumu screaming and trying to run away from him due to the spider he was holding

-> as they both grew up, this became less of a frequent thing for osamu to do

-> you also somehow started dating atsumu, but nobody could exactly pinpoint a moment that signified a beginning to your relationship

-> but since you're dating the world's biggest manchild in disguise, and osamu gets annoyed with atsumu quite easily, you would have to swoop in to rescue him from time to time

-> recently the twins had been getting a little snappy with each other, and it had yet to sort itself out

-> from what you had heard your boyfriend was in the wrong this time, but you still listened to him whine and rant about it

-> you were going to the inarizaki school gym to say hi to your boyfriend and best friend before practice started, only to see absolute chaos unfolding

-> with kita yet to arrive, the twins were effectively unleashed and that much was clear with the way atsumu was practically screaming his head off as he ran around the gym

-> your eyes took in the rest of the players- aran had his head in his hands, suna was snickering with his phone out to record the newest miya twin fight, and osamu's deranged laugh could be heard above everything else as he chased his brother, hand held out in front of him

-> only one thing was capable of making atsumu scream like that, so you already knew what was happening

-> atsumu quickly spotted you hovering in the doorway, and made a beeline to where you were

-> his eyes were panicked, and you were quick to wrap him in a hug as you shot osamu a nasty glare over his shoulder

-> literally this lmfao

-> "that's enough, 'samu"

-> your best friend paused, before a smile spread across his face as he dangled the centipede in front of him

-> "you know it was rubber, right?"

-> you felt your boyfriend tense in your arms and you bit your lip to stifle a small giggle

-> but at least they would be back to normal by the end of today

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