#think i'll draw them as more musical duos soon!

[gandalfzzz]

moltar & zorak as autechre (4162024)

[kibbits]

I want to talk more fluff about your Break a Leg!Boys (I’m having a bad time medically and I need more positive energy before I send myself spiraling). Late night movies become an eventual habit, not only for the boys to take notes on improving their skills. There’s something magical about watching Sun and Moon experience things outside of Fazbear’s control. Of course, they can only live vicariously through the scenes, but there’s times when you can genuinely see something that wasn’t just fabricated through lines of code. Watching them plaster themselves to the screen, vibrating with pure excitement as daring battles of good and evil play out. The way Sun’s frame tenses as the hero struggles compared to Moon’s growing intrigue. Movies with less clear villains don’t entirely go over their heads though sometimes they need clarification. Some may love the questions and some may not. As they grow closer to Y/N, they may request to watch a more of their favorite films rather then the original course of kid movies. Which of course leads them to more adult musicals, you can’t tell me there wasn’t a week that Y/N didn’t regret letting Moon watch Phantom of the Opera.

Hi Anon!!! Oh man, I'm sorry you're going through it -- sending you all the good vibes and sending you soup (and hugs if you like them!) mentally! 🍲💖💖💖💖💖

(also ough your asks keep making me draw stuff so I hold onto them but also I'm juggling a lot of things rn so I don't end up having the time to draw aa --i'll just answer them now, and then come back to them if I have art to add from now on haha)

But yes!!! Yes absolutely!! Y/N is pretty much given carte blanche to rehabilitate the boys. They might play it safe with management/the boys' morals and go for kids' movies at first, but Y/N definitely starts to sneak in their favorites pretty soon! I think Sun would end up liking things like Princess Bride a lot! > : ) Yeees Phantom of the Opera for Moon!! I think both would be happy as long as the battle of good and evil is grandiose -- they do love dramatics, and when the action leaves you on the edge of your seat! gfjkld

Sun likes a good heroic monologue, and happily ever afters --though he's the one that ends up liking when things are more morally grey and make you think deeply long after the movie's over.

Moon is very happy that Villain Songs tend to slap so hard dfdjklg He's aware that villains don't usually win unless it's horror, and he doesn't mind that -- he just wants to have fun. So he likes flashy villains ehehe.

I think Sun would end up going for complex or powerful, well-told stories, and Moon would end up very interested in like. The visual aspect? (Megamind voice: Presentation!!) since he also takes care of the light rig and stuff like that, he'd incorporate strong color changes and be interested in things like how people's placement on stage, color, and lighting give the scene a different vibe.

Despite the gremlin tendencies he never moves away from, he's pretty meticulous and particular, and instead of Fazbear's 'more is more' approach to special effects and flashy additions, he'd learn to do subtle and unsettling changes well, as well as flashy but not too much. Now I'm picturing them using a system with cast shadows/'shadow puppets' to have an epic sword fight despite only being one body

The moment Y/N starts to see signs of how much they get into the movies -signs of the boys' actual, long-buried personalities - they get super invested. They make it their personal mission to show them as much as they can, and the duo/trio (since. Sun and Moon aren't separate. can you IMAGINE in this AU--) often end up more interested in the other one's reaction more than the movie (like say in your example where Sun is tense and practically glued to the screen, Y/N is probably staring at him way more than the movie, just as invested in his reaction as Sun is in the story.)

Y/N ends up looking so closely that they start to see more of their personality and preferences - probably even before the boys realize it about themselves (or, well, before they have the time to analyze and acknowledge it themselves) so they take notes and show them more movies they think will fit their tastes

On that note, Y/N totally ends up 1)Getting a library card to rent DVDs/An external drive to.... *find* movies/filmed performances pretty early on, and 2)having secret slumber parties with the boys ALL the time

I think Y/N should end up being handler and stage director, with a good helping of working on props and costume (or at least working with them on costume designs/helping with quick fixes) and they probably help the boys cobble together homemade fan merch/costumes when they ask ehehe or as a surprise! (They do and don't regret making them a very swishy cape during Moon's Phantom phase)

Thanks so much for the asks!!!! They make my day, every time!! I hope you feel better!!!

[axewchao]

Revali's mother (aka the only Rito I'll probably ever draw wearing pants), finally drawn up! I think I'll call her… Chizul. Pronounced "chi-zl," like the tool :3

She's only been mentioned a few times, but her role as Rev's adoptive mama is one I wanted to give at least some of the spotlight to. And when I say "some," I mean "a long-as-fuck story since I can't seem to keep my mouth shut when describing OCs how do I stop this-"

In the Pre-Calamity era, Chizul's a talented blacksmith, primarily making swords/spears for her fellow Rito and repairing weapons that've been broken or otherwise damaged. The sound of a hammer hitting metal is practically music to this woman's ears.

One day, while gathering materials for a project, Chizul came across a Rito she'd never seen before, collapsed on the road leading to the Kolami Bridge. He wore a strange hat and poncho, seemingly armed with nothing but a backpack and what looked more like a musical instrument than a bow, now broken. Trying (and failing) to hold back her panic, Chizul managed to help the other Rito regain consciousness, long enough for him to ask her to check his bag, asking if "it" was alright. The "it" in question turned out to be an egg, which only made the blacksmith panic even more.

Both the stranger and his precious cargo were too heavy (and delicate in the egg's case) to be flown back to the village, so the duo were forced to slowly walk their way down the path. As they trekked, Chizul could tell that something was not right with the smaller Rito. He felt limp at her side, his body a little too warm, and his breathing was erratic. The man was clearly ill, and it made Chizul shudder to think about what might've happened had she not found him in time…

Without a second thought, Chizul welcomed the man into her home with open wings. From the moment she was old enough, Chizul had lived alone, and was more than happy to have some company for once. The man wasn't much of a talker at first, only giving quiet "good morning"s and "thank you"s whenever Chizul brought him a meal, as well as keeping a close eye on his egg.

Over time, Chizul's kindness got through to the man, who introduced himself as "Revali." He explained that he was a traveler from beyond Hyrule, and he and his wife were searching for a place to raise their child. He had always been frail and would get sick easily, and entering Hyrule through the Gerudo Desert did not do him any favors. He'd been told about Rito Village from other travelers at the Kara Kara Bazaar, hence why Chizul found him not too far away.

When asked about his wife, Revali only said "…she didn't make it." and never explained further, silently wrapping his wings around the egg as grief filled his eyes. Chizul made sure to never ask again.

Several weeks passed, the day of the egg's expected hatching coming closer and closer. Unfortunately, however, Revali showed no signs of recovering from his illness. If anything, it seemed as though he was only getting worse, despite Chizul and the village healer's best efforts. Once again the blacksmith felt waves of panic over Revali's condition, and the soon-to-be father wasn't faring much better. On the outside, he only looked slightly worried, but in reality a pit was forming in his stomach.

If… if he didn't pull through, then…

He took a deep breath, and called Chizul over to his side.

"I know we've only known each other for a few short months… but there's no one else I trust, let alone know well enough. Chizul, if anything happens to me… will you take care of them?"

Chizul couldn't believe her ears.

"I'm not saying I'm giving up. My wife and I set out on this journey to find a better place to… to be a family. Even after losing her I pressed on, for our little one's sake. But now… I fear my time is running out as well. I want to make sure that at the very least, they'll be alright if my fears turn out to be true. After everything they've gone through, they deserve that much…"

She nodded, too afraid to speak. Guilty as charged, she'd grown to care about the egg by now. She wouldn't dare hesitate to take the little one in, just as she didn't think twice about helping their father. But… she couldn't even begin to imagine how Revali was feeling. Coming so far for his child, only to be met with the fear that he'll never so much as see them hatch? The thought was enough to bring tears to her eyes.

Three more agonizing days passed, before the two finally heard it. A cracking sound, coming from the egg. It was faint, but slowly getting louder.

By now, Revali was too weak to leave his bed, so all he could do was sit and watch in anticipation. Oh, why do Rito chicks take so long to hatch??

Chizul was having the same gripe, deciding to forego her work for the day and spend the next eight hours watching the egg alongside Revali. What was the little one going to be? A boy? A girl? What color would their feather be once they grew in? What about their beak? Was it yellow or was that just a trick of the light?

The little one, who turned out to be a little boy, kept peeping and peeping long after he left his egg. A vocal little thing, "just like his mother" according to Revali, the pride made clear in his voice.

A voice that would never be heard again after that fateful day, Revali's final words being a simple "good night" as he held his son in his arms…

~

As the years roll by, Chizul carries out Revali's wish, raising his son as her own. This boy, who shared his father's name, would grow to become the greatest archer Rito Village, no, all of Hyrule had ever seen. He would train to the bone and then some, and create a sacred skill all his own. He would become the master of an ancient beast, gaining the title of Champion of his people.

He would raise his bow against an even more ancient evil while his mother watched from below, helping the village fight back against a near-endless onslaught of monsters and now-possessed Guardians.

His mother would watch the once peaceful blue hue of Medoh turn a sickening pink, and hear the bird cry out, as if in pain.

She would fly up without thinking, fearing her son's life.

She would be shot down without so much as a warning.

She would be saved from an instant death by a fellow Rito, who saw and thankfully caught her without plummeting to their death themselves.

She would awaken weeks later, with all of Hyrule left to recover from what felt like the end of the world.

She would be told that Medoh had disappeared, along with its master.

She would be told that her wing would never fully heal, that she was grounded forever.

She would cry silent tears, hoping and praying that someone, anyone, would bring her son back to her. Back home.

And somewhere, buried deep under the snow of the Hebra Mountains, the Rito Champion would wish the same.

[savnofilter]

Another Year Together

Todoroki x 『GN』Reader

↬ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ(s): intoxication, mentions of partying too hard, injuries and cleaning said injuries, crack (?), fluff.

↬ᴡᴄ: 2.5k [10 mins].

↬ᴀ/ɴ: ahhhh i was bummed that i dont have any sfw shouto reqs *cough cough* send some- *cough cough* anyways so i made up a scenario of my own! i have more fluff ideas i'd love to put out but this may be the birthday fic or i'll post something else tonight if i can~ every time there needs to be a party, just know either mina or kaminari threw it. also its a little rushed because i wanted to get this out tonight and this is the longest sfw piece ive ever written. ;; pffft hopefully you all will love this as much as i loved writing it, happy birthday shouto!

"Stay still." Shouto muttered to you as you squirmed away from the harsh sting the disinfectant alcohol caused your bruised skin.

"Mmmnhmm... M' sorry." You utter haltingly, your leg jerking once more from the sudden sensation. You look up at him with puppy eyes, guilt-stricken as you have already broken your promise.

He stared at you for a few seconds before his gaze softened as you stuck out your bottom lip with a sorrowful look on your face. As he smooths the cloth over your exposed thighs, he softly sighs under his breath, expertly concealing the roll of his eyes. Todoroki was relieved that your reflexes were still in shape, the abuse of the liquor not interfering much with your cognition... at least not too much. 

You two shared the same birthday. He had no idea that celebrating your big day of turning 21 would've been so hectic. As many things between you and Todorooki, you guys took today as a competition. The day started with you both trying to one-up each other since Todoroki’s lucky day was yours as well. First, your day with a breakfast made by him -- with the assistance of Bakugo of course. You couldn’t help the warm swell in your heart at how much effort he had put into it but it wouldn’t top you! While you two interned at the same agency it was pretty easy to surprise him with a big B-Day lunch and an obnoxious bouquet.

“This is a little too much…” 

“There is no such thing as too much for you, Sho.”

Truthfully, he felt that way because he wanted to wow you as well. He was glad that today was a calm day concerning his patrol watch, giving him time to map up his day today and think about all the other miscellaneous thoughts that roamed his head. The painting he had saved for this momentous day sat in the back of his head as he patrolled the streets, the small accessory along with it sitting next to the rest of his pee-pee pouches making him grow nervous. I had kept the small item with him in fear of losing it, the last thing he needed was it to go missing under his watch.

You on the other handheld no qualms about goofing off for the day. Now, you weren’t entirely wasting away the day, you just simply knew how to let loose. With the great news you’d be staying in the office you had more than enough time to help plan and finalize Todoroki’s surprise birthday party. You bit your lip as you checked in with your longtime friend, Kaminari, to host the momentous occasion. Your mind was mostly occupied with the thought of the party and the small but significant present that you had in your desk draw. You and Todoroki had the same mind, the only thing setting you apart is you somehow being more… airhead than him. 

Impossible, right? Not at all. That’s how it explains why he was busy cleaning up your injuries.

After being sent home early you had taken him out to lunch for some soba and well, boba as a great lunch treat — simple enough. You both were full upon going back home, giving you two a few hours to snuggle up and nap to rejoice with the sleep you two had lost from over the time having part-time heroes. Holding back the excited news of the party was hard to do, the first thing you did when you woke up was jump up and usher him to get up as well.

“What -- why??” Shouto glared as he was forced to sit up, rubbing his eyes with the free hand that you didn’t use to pull him up.

“C’mooonn! I just have one more thing to show you for today!” You beam brightly. Your facial expression was as bright as ever like you hadn’t just slept for 4 hours before that. Everything in his body wanted to resist but he couldn’t as he wouldn’t bring himself to. It took but only an hour for the both of you to get ready, sending Kaminari a quick text to make sure that everything was set for sure. 

“Honey, I know this might sound a little odd but I need you to put this on.” You hand him the blindfold once you find him dressed and ready. You couldn’t help but grin at his confused face when he stares at the piece of fabric.

“I thought you said we were going out?” He asks mildly confused, taking it and putting it on anyway.

You paused and gave yourself a moment to think about his response, your cheeks feeling hot at the insinuation. Todoroki’s small giggle makes you feel better about your flustered words, rolling your eyes annoyed when he teased you like that. “Just hold onto my hand okay?” You instruct, hand coming up to hold him as an example. He nods his head as he follows your lead, more excited than what he led on.

The trip from your apartment down to your car didn’t take too long, the assistance of helping him not trip over his shoes harder than you thought. It was hard to keep back your laugh as he fumbled here and there, the most highlight of your experience was helping him in his care (like he usually did with you) and even buckling in his seat (not something he did for you). You were practically buzzing in your seat in excitement as you took off as soon as you were ready, the journey to his place not too far from your own. You bobbed your head to the music of the radio as you vibed along with the beats, fingers tapping the steering wheel as you mumbled the lyrics to whatever song played. Had it not been winter time in Japan you would’ve had the windows down, but you had to settle with the subtle and gentle breeze of the heaters on your skin instead.

“We’re here.” You announced your arrival. You used the keycard Kaminari had given you as the entrance to his apartment complex and zoomed-in irresponsibly. It was easy finding a parking space on the higher levels conveniently the same as his home. You hopped out and helped Todoroki out from his seat and helped him to the elevator. “Promise me to have fun, okay?” The question was simple enough, but your level of fun always exceeded his. 

The sentence made him turn in your direction with confusion heavy on the top of his head. You took out the key from your pocket and jiggled it into the lock. As soon as he was about to open his mouth you yoinked the blindfold off his eyes, the first thing his eyes seeing your cheerful grin and everyone popping up from their hiding places and throwing the decorations up that they held in their hands.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” 

Todoroki was taken back from the whole thing. How many people were there, the familiar faces, the decorations, and just overall effort that was put into this. He couldn’t help but look over at you with the same adoration he normally did when you looked the other way. He was greeted by so many of his friends and mutuals, the overwhelming amount of gifts that sat on the table, and the arrangement of food and drinks that sat up in the spacious room. In the back of his head, he knew he would have to keep an eye on you, and he was right.

The group had gathered to get some cake to get it out the way, the bonus of ice cream filling your tummy with happiness. As soon as you had finished your dessert plate, you declared everyone should loosen up; since no one objected, you went straight for shots. First, it was one, two, then it was two at once, then it was some straight from Mina’s belly button. You held no restraint at your alcohol intake, taking the immature opportunity to drink to your heart’s content. While you were liberal with your amount, Todoroki decided to take in practically none. The verses of your habits are almost amusing to watch like your two contrasting but similar personalities.

Later in the night when the mayhem had started. You and a few friends decided to dance on a few more dangerous surfaces, guaranteeing the sacrifice of one of them being Kaminari’s glass table. 

“Holy shit—” Mina quickly rushed to your side, the same drunken posture and smile on her face as she tried to help you up, careful not to get the same glass shards that scattered the floor. “Are you okay-?!”

“YO Y/N WILDING!” Denki tries helping you up too, the help of the duo helping you somewhat.

You stumbled to get up, the flashlight of other people’s phones making you weary. “I-I’m fine-” You managed to let out, standing as you tried to clear your head and drink the water handed towards you. Either the H2O in that cup gave you courage or you simply went crazy. “let’s go again!” 

Todoroki was left speechless upon watching you continue to party on, knowing damn well he'd have to stop you soon. He wasn’t one to attend parties, and most times when he did they always ended up like this. It seemed after your fall that the knock had given you a sign to calm down at least, deciding to drink more beverages that didn’t hold liquor in it. After some time he had managed to get you in his lap, holding you as he monitored your well-being. 

As much as your reckless behavior would have annoyed someone else, he found it almost endearing. Well… not really in the sense you were drinking yourself silly, but in the fact that you still had the spirit to keep up and party even after the effects of your last hour of madness. It wasn’t long till you had gotten comfortable in his arms you had successfully partied yourself to sleep. Todoroki was careful in lifting you, thanking everyone from attending before quietly slipping out from the apartment. 

He took a deep breath as he somehow managed to find your car, maneuvering to get you into the car and hopping in on his side to drive you home. Todoroki made sure to drive carefully in hopes that you wouldn’t barf all over his car that you had used to get there. The drive back was much quicker than when you two had headed up since it was practically dead at night and the streets empty. He liked drives like these. A part of him was sad that you weren’t awake for it.

Your boyfriend repeated the same process when he had pulled into your apartment complex, picking up your body and bringing you up to your shared home. He was dedicated to getting you situated, prepared to take care of you as much as he needed to. That’s how he found himself tending to your scrapes and bruises right now.

“You know I’m never going to let you drink again.” Shouto teases you, smirking lightly at your sad expression.

“You’d never!” You argued back with the same teasing tone, moving to cross your arms, stifling the pain as you did so.

Todoroki snorts at your dedication to hold up the act, nodding his head as he finished cleaning up your legs. “You’re right. But don’t expect me not to monitor you from now on.” 

A smile tugs at your lips at his words, uncrossing your arms. The lingering drunk feeling still played in how you thought and spoke but not managing to affect how effortless it was to talk to Shouto. You blushed when he picked up your hands, kissing the back of your hands as he spoke to you once again.

“I have a present for you.” He mutters against your skin, eyes trained on the fresh bandages before looking up at you. He wasn’t looking for an answer and he didn’t wait for one either. He hoped that you couldn’t tell that he was weary, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small velvet box. 

Your eyes widened at the realization of what he held in his hand, your heart beating faster as you sat up in your chair. “Sh-Sho?”

“It’s not what you think.” He responds almost defensively. Shouto bites his lip in anticipation, fiddling with the little box. “... it’s a promise ring,” Todoroki concludes. He felt like he had to explain himself for the slightly expensive jewelry. “If you don’t want it-”

You had engulfed him in a hug, pulling him tight against you as you had started to sob. You couldn’t think of words for how happy you were. The only thing that had taken over your body was actions. You nuzzled your face into his neck once his arms wrapped around your shaking your body. His hands soothingly rubbed your back, letting you get out what you wanted. He couldn’t help but laugh when you pull away with the most love-filled face he’d ever seen you make.

“You okay?”

“I’m perfect!” You hastily wiped your face with the help of Shouto, shakily laughing once he leaned into pepper your face with kisses. 

“I was afraid that I scared you,” Shouto admits. You shake your head as you grab his hands, placing his palms on your cheeks, appreciating his soft palms.

“No… your hands are really soft…” You mumble. Your mind went blank as you tried to remember the next line you were going to speak, pouting as you looked around for the answer. The shock of him handing you the ring has successfully shaken you into processing your brain a little better, the heavy impacts of your drinking still lingering on.

“Are you okay?” He asks, worried. You nod your head in affirmation. 

“A kiss could cheer me up.” You give him the same puppy eyes that you used before, weaponizing your cuteness to your advantage. He slightly cringed at the thought, hesitating before leaning in and placing a soft kiss against yours. He prepared himself to taste the alcohol against his lips. He pulled away once he deemed it ready, wiping his mouth and getting the ring he kept in his hand the whole day.

“I think you owe me by wearing the ring for making me kiss you.” He huffs, slipping the ring on your finger, his heart beating at the sound of your giggle.

“Nah you love me without the ring~”

“Yes, but I’d prefer you with it on.” He stands up and holds his hand out for you, taking you into his arms once again for the night and carrying you to your room. “For now get some rest, okay?” He sat you down on the bed and got you changed out of your clothes, sneaking in a few playful kisses here and there to make you laugh. Shouto’s main focus was just to get you situated to sleep peacefully for the night. 

“G’night, Sho…” You mutter to him as you got comfortable in the sheets. Although the returning soreness didn’t go away you had managed to close your eyes and get comfortable.

“Goodnight.” He watched you until you fell asleep before leaving the room to prepare for you the pain medication you’d need in the morning for your impending hangover. 

You never needed the promise ring to let you know he loved you; his actions always told you so.

[darlinvandijk]

Let Me Down Slowly

Concept: I watched his solo to this and kinda just fell in love with the song and let a little story play out in my head, so I decided to write out what went down in my head. I also decided to test out first person pov, do y’all like that or? (Also dm me if you have an imagine or idea that you want me to write, or just to talk in general) I hope you enjoy it :)

I slowly start to roll and stretch my body out as I get ready for the long night ahead of me, since practice with Sean means stress, stress, and more stress.

I won’t say that we have a bad relationship, more like a mutual dislike towards one another. Now don’t get me wrong, he’s a great person. There’s just a bit of a history between us that makes it hard to fully get along with one another.

You’re probably wondering what exactly happened between us, because I am too. One day we were fine and then next thing I know we are both distancing ourselves and acting as if we don’t know each other.

“C’mon. We need to start and get this done and finished because tomorrow is BABE19 and we should have started this routine a good month or two ago.” He mumbles to me from across his garage, acting like I’m the reason we are barely starting the routine.

“Don’t fucking start with me Sean. Don’t act like I’m the reason we are barely starting this routine. I’ve been constantly texting you and trying to get you to work, but Mr. dance prodigy here is too busy to work with those he feels are less than him.” I spit out as I stand and walk across the garage to be in front of him.

We both stand in front of each other, feeling the tension in the room. Especially since this is the first time we’ve been alone together in a long time. The last time we were alone was right before whatever we had going on ended. When I actually thought there was a possibility of us working out.

“I don’t want to fight. Let’s just start.” He mumbles walking over to his phone to hit play on the song, looking defeated yet agitated with our ordeal.

As soon as the beat fills the room, I can already feel the tension rising. This song is emotional, which means Sean and I need to suck it up and put as much chemistry as we can into this choreo. Will and Janelle didn’t ask us to teach a lesson for no reason, the last thing I want to do is let them down because of some teenage boy drama.

“So I actually did start working on the choreo and ideas for it awhile ago, I guess I’ll just show you what I have and teach you, then we can go from there.” Sean says looking me straight in the eyes with a look telling me to not challenge him.

“I started working on this too Sean. You’re not the only one teaching this class, my input and work is just as important. Stop treating me as if I’m some child you’re forced to look after.” I spit out, trying to hide my real emotions. Sometimes the easiest way to hide sadness and pain is with anger. It’s not the best route, but it’s all I got.

“I don’t want to fight. I just want to get this over with so we can teach the class and then move on with our lives. Look I’ll go first, then you, and we can incorporate both and move on from there. Got it?” He says giving me a look to just agree with him to stop all of this drama.

I don’t say anything back and just nod my head as I sit down to get ready to watch and analyze what he’s come up with.

Sean hits play on his phone that’s hooked up into the speaker in the corner of his little studio at his house and then moves to the center of the room to show me what he’s come up with so far.

I sit back and watch him go through the jumps, leaps, and turns that he wants in the dance, piecing together what I think could work well with my ideas.

“How was that? Will it work with what you’ve got so far?” Sean asks walking up to me while wiping his face with the bottom of his shirt, drawing my eyes instantly to his toned stomach but then looking away once I notice him watching my every movement.

For supposedly not liking me, this kid has a hard time looking away from me.

I ignore is question and just walk to where his phone is and hit play, slowly making my way to the center of the room to start.

I twist and turn putting all my emotions into it, because even though he doesn’t have feelings for me, I still do. I just wish he could have held some sympthay for me and slowly let me down rather than just completely leaving me when I needed him most.

“If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely, If you're leaving baby, let me down slowly” softly plays out into the room as I do my last move, slowly sinking to the ground while staring straight ahead with the blank almost broken look I’ve learned to master.

I sit in the middle of the floor watching Sean to see what he has to say about my dance, only to find him getting up and walking to his phone to hit play again, before making his way over to me.

“Let’s try and just go with the flow and improvise to see what we can come up with on the spot. Our ideas are pretty similar and probably only need minor changes in order to make it a smooth duo dance for us to teach” he mumbles holding a hand out to help me up.

I ignore his hand and stand up moving into position. The music starts playing and we improvise, pushing off each other and pulling each other close to symbolize the push and pull of the song.

We finish our run through of the dance when I notice he’s still holding onto me, so I slowly push him off of me and back away to where my phone and water bottle are.

“Wait.. I think we need to talk” he mumbles softly holding onto my wrist before I can get too far from him. I pull arm away from his touch and slowly turn to face him.

“What now Sean, there’s nothing to talk about. You made it very clear that nothing is going on and I’m over it and fine. We can do BABE19 and go back to not knowing each other.” I snap, feeling all the pain and hurt I felt remembering all the calls and texts he never replied too.

“Please. I’m sorry. I hope you can show me a little bit of sympathy, you weren’t the only one struggling.” He tells me looking straight into my eyes to see if he can find even a hint of emotions.

“You let me down. You dropped me out of nowhere. You couldn’t have even told me you wanted to end what we had? I was so lonely.” I hiss out with tears pooling in my eyes. Only to notice his hand reach out to mine.

I watch his hand grab mine and slowly pull me into him. He wraps his arms around me waiting to see if I’ll resist, but I’m too hurt to even put up a fight with him.

“If you’re gonna leave again, can you let me down slowly.” I whimper as tears fall down my face wetting his shirt.

“I’m not leaving. I promise. I won’t make that same mistake again.” Sean mumbles before connecting his lips with mine.

[dragaoel]

 Jun'ichirō, aka Jun (- Silverdell)

the volume of the radio slowly dwindles down and only static noise is left to be heard

"those are dangerous words"

"not for him " Anja replies, her head laying on her outstretched arm that's on the table , her whole posture the embodiment of laziness. "loved ones always have it easier here"

"Not always" Jun says grimly and glances out of the window" it's because he's an outsider that he's allowed more freedom than any of us"

"aren't you a loved one too?"

Jun sighs deeply and turns towards the albino girl. For a second ,pain , frustration and a hint of panic can be seen in his eyes before it vanishes. He lets out a bitter laugh.

"and you saw where that lead me to,half dead in a ditch"

INTRODUCTION JUN : 

half japanese half black

has waist long black thick hair and brown skin 

has a ‘’prince in anguish’’ aura but masks it with him being over the top ridiculous and dramatic

is 5′11

born 12th october (libra)

‘‘the risk i took was calculated, but man, am i bad at math’‘

Jun is my favourite character, i made him on a whim as a side character in a old story and then i started using him more and more as a background character until i realized the potential he had. He's also one of the character whom i put into a lot of  different aus, the most favourite one was where he was a vampire who loved laying in the garden and eat roses all day

Rukiya (-Though the god’s have left)

‘‘i have dreams about them’‘ Rukiya says and plucks a string on her bass. The deep note rumbles through the room and her short curls moves along as she drops her head lower 

‘‘i'm high in the sky, looking down onto a land that seems oh so familiar, with people screaming at me asking me to help them’‘

‘’do you understand them? ‘’ a band member asks

‘‘weirdly i do’‘ Rukiya answers ‘‘ it seems to be in my native language but also not, as if it was way before everything happened, you know, the ancient time’‘ 

INTRODUCTION RUKIYA :

Out of the both of them Rukiya is the older twin by 4 minutes

she’s also the artsy one than her sister whos into sports

wears black literally 24/7 and has dark circles despite sleeping enough

is 5′9

is black (kenyan) 

mole on the left side of her cheek

fluent in her native tongue kiswahili 

Majors in Film

loves anything that has to do with space nd aliens

born 24th january (aquarius)

has a sweet tooth

*cocks gun* ‘’basements haunted’’

i like the idea of twins that are completely the opposite of each other. Rukiya just like Imara have a big chunk of my personality in them, it's just that i lean more towards Rukiya than Imara. 

Akiho (-Though the god’s have left)

Kneeling down, she cocks her head to the side, her eyes cold and her lips pressed into a thin line ‘’ dont think your actions won't have consequences’’ she sneers ‘’ the next time i see you harassing another girl again i'll make you wish you were never born’’ 

Akiho dusts herself , picks up the bat , glances one last time at the boy laying on the floor and walks away, the echoes of her shoes the only noise to be heard

INTRODUCTION AKIHO :

is 5′4

majors in theater

her fashion style is y2k

is the other one of the dumbass duo

has freckles on her nose

is japanese

doesn't like sweet things usually eats traditional sweets made by her mom or things that are sour/bitter, but salty food has to be spicy asf

born, 14th april (aries)

her side teeth are really pointy

has long peach colored straight hair

‘‘I’d sell you to satan for one corn chip’‘

Akiho comes from a family of 3, she's the youngest sibling and she has that energy. She likes to play with her oldest brother children, doesn't want any on her own though. will fight anyone who is disrespectful, esp towards women 

Hyunjin (-Though the god’s have left)

The tall girl slumps her body onto her girlfriend shoulder, watching her fry the fish in the pan into charcoal. Hyunjin wrinkles her nose in a attempt to push the glasses up without having to actually touch them, before she sighs deeply. 

‘‘Just-’‘ she starts and softly takes ‘‘let me do it, otherwise you'll burn the kitchen down like last time’‘

Praveena puffs her cheeks up ‘’that actually wasn't my fault, it was the gasherd-’’

‘‘i know i know’‘ Hyunjin chuckles and kisses her cheek ‘‘but i have a exam tomorrow and i would like not not have an indigestion’‘ she frowns and flips the fish over and sighs. It seems the fish can’t be saved anymore. 

INTRODUCTION HYUNJIN :

korean

has short dyed blue hair, but the back part is longer than the front part.

is ‘5′10

majors in engineering technology

born 14th may (taurus)

has literally no sense of style and wears glasses cause she has a slight astigmatism that you can't really see

has a mole next to her right eye

‘‘a financially unstable mess but at the liquor store they call me ma’am’‘

honestly out of all the characters i draw hyunjin the most. In the beginning  she  had shoulder length but then i shortened it because i liked it more. She's an only child and her mother runs a bakery while her father works in a office. She's the calm type that's constantly tired because she never sleeps 

Praveena  (-Though the god’s have left)

She shuffles the cards and lays them out on the table. The customers sees the fool, the moon and the star. Praveena touches them with her fingertips ‘’ you seem to be either at the beginning or at the end of a new journey ’’ she pauses and thinks ‘’but either way you're prepared for what is to come’’

The customers nods ‘’i'm soon moving away from this city’’

‘‘I see’‘ Praveena counters and points at the next card ‘‘the moon indicates that you’re hesitant  and fearful in your decision, there might be something from the past that is holding you back and influencing you in the present and possibly the future

the customer tenses up, her eyes fixed on the card and her lips tight

‘‘though’‘ Praveena continues ‘‘at the end you’ll be at peace and glad that you pushed through all the turbulences 

INTRODUCTION PRAVEENA : 

tamil ,dark skin with long wavy violet dyed hair

Hyunjin’s girlfriend

has calm energy but is also very erratic 

loves astrology & tarot

majors in psychology

5′5

born 20 july (cancer)

has droopy eyes

‘‘god cant help you now’‘

i made praveena cause i wanted a harmonious wlw couple, that have that ‘’old married pair’’ plus out of all the ocs those two are the ones that i drew first. Praveena has the tendency to blow things up how though is a mystery and hyunjin always has to clean up everything. 

Imara (-Though the god’s have left)

‘‘no listen, it doesn't make sense why would you wear a bra and some tight ass pants knowing you’re about to fight people who have knives and GUNS?’’ Imara asks perturbed.

‘‘Cause men are horny’‘ Rukiya retorts and raises an eyebrow

‘‘still doesn't make sense like wow!, some fucking boobs, like really? really? is that what gets you going? just some breast pressed up in a bra that is too damn tight and a flat stomach on a skinny ass girl that has absolute no muscles despite the training she went through?

Rukiya sighs ‘’ is this about-’’

‘‘lara croft yes’‘ Imara interrupts and slams her finger on the table ‘‘and im going to die on this hill that men shouldn't be allowed to create games!’‘

INTRODUCTION  IMARA:

plays games a lot, esp the loz series

has curly dyed blonde hair that's mostly tied in a ponytail  or a bun because she cant be bothered with it, though rukiya helps her all the time cause she never really learned how to deal with curly hair. 

Is on a baseball sponsorship because she's that good (she's a pitcher)

is totally tone deaf unlike her twin

isnt good with crows ie: strangers crowding around her after her team won a game

is kenyan

5′9

has a mole next to her upper lips on the left side

loves 90's rnb & hip hop music

‘‘he proclaimed his undying love and asked me to do the same, i had to overcome my desire to laugh’‘

Imara does have a slight complex about being a twin because she feels like Rukiya is the cooler one despite people loving her too. She's loud and boisterous basically a chad, but better. She's dorky and literally spends her free time gaming but she doesn't just play any game shes v specific when it comes to that. Her mom always has a headache because of her but thats okay but in the end her mom loves her to death.

Ava (-Though the god’s have left)

‘’do you you know how much it's sucks that at the end of all of this , i'm the one waiting for them?’’ Ava exclaims ‘’that i'm the one who will have to watch them go through the door to be evaluated? that i'm ultimately the end?

‘‘you’re not all alone-’‘

‘‘you don't understand’’ Ava interrupts, as she points at the short girl ‘’ i will have to watch my mom, my family that raised me go through that door and know that that will be the last time i will see them in that body!’’

INTRODUCTION  AVA:

She’s haitian 

keeps her hair in a short chin length dark blue bob

majors in sociology 

she and akiho are the ‘’comedy duo’’ of the group

is 5′6

born 4th november (scorpio)

‘‘my only crime was that i was down to clown’‘ 

When i make akiho i felt like she needed a companion so i made ava, both of them were inspired by the early 2000 shows characters. Although Ava likes to goof around she's also very studious and serious about her future. She comes from a family of 6 and she’s the second oldest. She and her older sister fight constantly 

Nïrnaya (Dawn over the horizon)

‘‘Magic’‘ the elf stars, her tall stature hunched over the herbs ‘’ is in the nature we’re surrounded in, in the mountains that stand high and the rivers that flow into the deep sea’’

she straightens up and walks over to Nïrnaya ‘’ we might lose everything.’’ She pokes the girl on the forehead ‘’but magic will forever stay with you because its the core of your being‘’ 

INTRODUCTION NÏRNAYA :

shes a mischievous 15 year old 

 has black curly long hair that are mostly braided

does not want to do this whole adventure thing because of how it reminds her too much of the ‘’chosen one trope’’ and thats too much responsibilities

born during the year of the earth dragon

‘‘snacking between meals is the least, but tastiest, of my problems’‘ 

i came up with this story and character because i wanted a book where a black girl for once was the main character, where she could experience the same thing as other mc (ie eragon etc) basically i wanted black representation in a medieval-esque world but with my own spin because the world itself is not very western like