#this is just me wanting to draw some new uniform for him although i will still use the old design :3

[chris-but-alt]

based on the pony i made from himmmm <3

[misctf]

i don't get it, why are the jocks nice to me? No one else notices me, the socially outcasted and alone BC I don't fit in anywhere , I'm. Not smart, athletic or real hot, all I do I quietly draw

But the jocks, along with the cheerleaders come up to me and chat, they seem like really good ppl, a lot of the times they all show up in their football kits and cheer uniforms,

Idk how I got into this situation, how am I ? The so not special guy, hanging out with the most popular ppl in the school.

There all so hot, athletic and nice to me, if only I could play football to any extent, so I could play with them 😅

“Dude, sick drawings. You an artist or somethin’?”

When Chet approached you in your college’s library, you were initially surprised. As someone not used to the attention, you were taken aback by the muscular hunk in front of you. His tank-top showing off his impressive arms. The shit-eating smirk plastered on his handsome face, conveying his confidence. You blush and meekly replied that you liked to draw. His dumb chuckle fills the room.

“Fuck bro, you’re talented.”

That was a few days ago. And ever since then, you couldn’t help but notice all the attention you were getting. A few of the other jocks on the football team approached you, all clamoring about your artwork. Even a few of the cheerleaders came up to you, gushing over your art and how cute you were. It didn’t make much sense to you, but you weren’t complaining. If anything, it made you want to get closer to them. Besides, it felt nice. And for the first time in a while, you felt special.

When Chet sent you a text asking if you wanted to hang out, you felt nervous. Even if they were nice to you, the idea of hanging out seemed like a huge next step. You initially declined, but he practically begged you to come by. Although somewhat anxious, you agreed. And before you knew it, you were standing outside his dorm room. When he opened the door, you were initially taken aback by the musky smell. And it became all too obvious that he hadn’t showered, or done laundry in weeks. But you were a bit more focused on his exposed torso. His meaty pecs and abs on full display. The outline of his cock shamelessly displayed in his grey sweatpants. That same smirk plastered on his face.

“Fuck yeah dude! So glad you could make it.”

You look around his relatively empty room. Besides the beer cans, dirty clothing, and gaming set-up, it was pretty plain. There were a few Chemistry textbooks messily scattered on his desk. Odd, you think, he didn’t really seem the type. But also on his desk were a few drawings. Or at least attempts. They weren’t nearly as good as yours, but it looked like he was trying.

“Yeah man, you inspired me.” He chuckles, “But I ain’t no artist.”

That much was evident. You reassure him that practice makes perfect and laugh awkwardly, but he just stares at you. His eyes glisten with a hint of mischief. And before you know it, he crushes his lips to yours. Your eyes widen as he passionately kisses you, and you can taste the beer and protein shakes on his breath. He breaks the kiss and smiles.

“Come on, let’s see what you’re packin’.” He says, helping you remove your shirt.

His hands roam your body. Compared to him, you lack muscle. And years of avoiding the gym and eating whatever you want has certainly given you some pudge. But he doesn’t seem to mind. He continues to feel your body, and you moan at his sensual touch. So caught up in the moment, you fail to realize the impact his touch is having on your unimpressive body. How your fat begins to dissolve away, leaving you thin and lean. But not for too long. You grunt as your muscles come alive. Contracting and relaxing rapidly. Building on themselves. You wince as your biceps pop into glorious existence. Your triceps follow quickly and you lean into him as he caresses your new arms.

“What’s happening...”

“Don’t worry.” He reassures.

He kisses you again, and this time you feel a heaviness in your chest. Your pecs expand rapidly, forming two bouncy muscle tits. He squeezes your hardened nipples, sending a wave of pleasure through your growing form, and you nearly pass out as he gives your pecs a firm squeeze. Abs pop into existence soon after. And you groan as your already hard cock expands further, adding at least an additional 5 inches.

“Almost there.” He continues.

And this time, when his lips collide with your new cock-suckers, you feel something is wrong. It’s as if he’s sucking something out of you. Draining you. But as your mind continues to dim, you don’t really seem to care. You lean into his kiss willingly. And when you do, your eyes glaze over and become half-lidded. Any intelligence you may have had is gone. But it’s so much more than that. Your skills as an artist are quickly stolen from you. Any potential you had, stolen by the handsome jock in front of you. And when he finally breaks the kiss, he can’t help but grin at the dumb, vacant look in your eyes.

“Fuck bro, that was great.” He says, wiping some drool from your lip, “Thanks for that. Who needs art lessons when you can just take it, right bro?”

You nod and chuckle, more drool falling from the side of your mouth. You look down and bounce your pecs, totally enamored by your hulking body.

“Huh, usually we’d let ya join the team.” Chet says. He snaps his fingers in front of you, without getting any reaction, “But, I doubt you have the brains to follow even the most basic instructions.” He smirks, “But I’m sure I can find another way for you to play.” He slaps your muscular ass, “What do ya say, waterboy?”

So maybe you don’t get to play football with the team how you wanted. But the team certainly enjoys playing with you. After every game, they’d find you in the locker room with your ass up. Ready to help them wind down after a tough game. Rest assured, they certainly still think you’re special. And they still give you plenty of attention. So have fun, bro.

[kerorinart]

This's Ush based on my headcanon, I'm going to explain everything about this Ush. I'll comment on the IDEA, I will explain the CONCEPT of the entire design and finally I'll tell you the LORE of this Ush (it will be a brief lore since it's not fully developed yet)

Let's goooo!!👇

🔺The idea

Basically, the idea comes from a dream I had a few days ago haha. I dreamed about a heroic Ush that for some reason the Ush in my dream had white spots on his fur.

I thought it was so cool that I wanted to draw the Ush from my dream, But cooler would be to give him a lore and a reason. And something quite interesting occurred to me 👀 (when it comes to my favorite characters I put a lot of effort into it hahaha)

🔺Concept

The white spots reminded me of when Ush in the Remington comic suffered very serious burns. After sacrificing himself to save Bonta from a fearsome monster, he was reincarnated into a kitten, who in the comic kept those stains from the burns. I thought it would be cool to keep those burns in the form of white spots as a symbol of his sacrifice for the nation 🫡

As for him outfit, I was inspired by traditional oriental clothing, since Ush looks that type of clothing. This Ush is wearing a blue haori* ( *a traditional Japanese jacket) , very representative color of Bonta, with a silver headdress around the edges of the garment. He wears his uniform somewhat sloppy and more comfortable for combat. The red ropes on his legs are woolen threads.

As for the weapon, I opted for a lance because I liked one of first designs of Ush that had a lance, in that design, the lance had a bell hanging and I decided to add it as a reference. This spear isn't just any spear, I was inspired by the niginatas! a Japanese weapon. And of course i wasn't going to forget that he's an Ecaflip, therefore his weapon on the upper blade represents a ♠️, on the lower blade a ♦️, like playing cards, and because the original Ush carries two swords which also represents these symbols. I should also mention that the upper blade is also inspired by the tips of French spears.

With this design I wanted to make something neither so detailed nor so simple.

🔺The lore

This's the story of a different Ush, who after the threat of a terrible monster in the nation of Bonta, sacrificed himself putting an end to the monster and reincarnated into a new life

In addition to preserving his nobility, he was named as a hero of Bonta, Ush would continue to live up to this name and find the admiration he so desired to have, or that's what his lackeys told him, because Ush... He doesn't remember anything about his previous life.

He doesn't know who the Brotherhood of the Forgotten/The Siblings are, and they didn't go looking for him again either because his priorities changed. Although he isn't involved in these canonical events, who knows if he may meet the little eliatrope again 👀

~ The end ~

Thank you for reading :)💕

[ladystormcrow]

Another drawing for the Trio Sonata ficverse! This counts as a spoiler for the ending and the future, but I really wanted to get solid designs for these three characters down on paper (hopefully it will help kickstart me out of the writing slump I've been in for the last couple of months).

The offspring I have planned for E/C/R in my ficverse. The imagined timing for these portraits is during WW1, so they're all in their late 20s and early 30s.

Edmond de Chagny: born within a year after the trio returned to France. Takes after Raoul in both looks and personality, and follows him into a military career; fascinated with flying from an early age, he becomes an ace pilot during the Great War (his uniform is based on a portrait of RL French flying ace Georges Guynemer). Loves his younger siblings and is protective of them, especially his little brother, and part of his conflict during the war involves trying to keep him safe.

Marguerite de Chagny: middle child and ringleader of most sibling shennanigans when the three were growing up. Although Raoul is her father on paper, it was clear from the beginning that she's Erik's daughter, especially as she grew up and began to strongly resemble his mother (which was a source of many conflicted feelings for Erik). In-universe she's named after her godmother Meg, and any Faust reference is a coincidence not that it stopped Erik from holding her up to a mirror and singing the Jewel Song to her when she was a baby. Just as Edmond was fascinated with flying, she was fascinated with science, stage magic, and mechanics early on, and soon took an interest in the emerging art of filmmaking (I drew some inspiration from RL early female filmmakers like Alice Guy-Blaché and Lois Weber).

Gustave de Chagny: As I put it to friends, 'Gustave deserves to be taken away from Love Never Dies and rehomed with a nice family in an AU'. Where Edmond and Marguerite's parentage was clear early on, Gustave takes strongly after Christine and her family, so it remains a mystery which of the guys is his father (not that it really matters). The most musically-inclined of the trio's children, he's a talented singer and instrumentalist, and is drawn to a bohemian lifestyle that puts him at odds with the more conservative members of his extended family -- especially as the modernist movement takes off in Europe and new, foreign music styles like ragtime and jazz begin to cross the Atlantic.

[cheekinpermission]

1-30...

Nah just kidding. 🙃

1, 7, and 11 for the ask game!

Spare me anon... (Thank you for your participation!!) Ask game is here! Send some in if you want <3

1. Who's hand did you first grab? Why? Would you choose someone else if you could do it over again?

Answered here!

7. Is there an SSR you really wanted but never got?

I wanted Kalim's New Year's Attire when that was going on and reached pity... only to get the WRONG Kalim. I got his Dorm Uniform instead!

I felt betrayed by Kalim, but I guess in the end he came home so I can't complain too much! He was just a little confused (canon tbh). Truthfully, I tend to get most of the SSR's I want because I almost never draw. I pick out the ones that I want in advance so I make sure I have enough for the ones I REALLY want.

11. Favorite character from each dorm?

Heartslabyul - Riddle Rosehearts Savanaclaw - Ruggie Bucchi Octavinelle - Azul Ashengrotto The twins kind of scare me AJKDJSA so Azul wins by default! (Although Floyd is really funny?? Who let him be funny I don't like it.) Scarabia - Kalim Al-Asim Pomefiore - Vil Schoenheit Ignihyde - Idia Shroud Gonna be honest, Idia only wins this by a HAIR. I give the edge to Idia because he's got some of the funniest lines in the game and no I won't take any criticism. (Shocked. Face. Emoji.) Diasomnia - Malleus Draconia Ramshackle - GRIM!!!! My child. My son. Would trade the entire cast for him in a heartbeat.

I'm so lame lmao my favorites are all the house wardens minus Leona. I didn't expand on most of the dorms because I talked about them AT LENGTH in a previous post lmao.

[duhragonball]

One thing that bothers me (and probably only me) is that Shin and Kibito just... have different color palettes now?? Not just their skin but their uniforms too, its so weird and I have no idea why they chaged their colors and *only* them. Their skin colors here are vaguely closer to the colorized manga, but I think their uniform colors were the same in the dbz manga and dbz anime. Its a weird change and not a good one imo, bc now color wise they look too similar.

It kind of bothers me, but I've come to accept that this sort of thing just happens now. My guess is that it's the same deal as Future Trunks' hair color changing in Dragon Ball Super, and perhaps all of the color changes seen in Super Hero.

As far as what that deal is, I suspect it's the animators trying to respect Toriyama. Like, he drew a color picture of Future Trunks back in 2016 or whenever, and the hair in that drawing was blue, so it's like everyone went out of their way to make sure he had blue hair in the show, and all of the flashbacks to Future Trunks in DBZ were sepia-toned to avoid the contradiction, even though Kid Trunks still had purple hair.

At least that's the only thing I can come up with to explain Blue Hair Trunks. They never acknowledged it in the show, and no one ever explained the change to the fans, and apparently no one ever tried to push back against the decision. So that leads me to suspect it was because no one wanted to defy Toriyama on this issue, even though I'm pretty sure he would have been totally chill about it. He probably never insisted on Blue Hair Trunks in the first place. He just drew some promotional art and Toei decided it was a sacred edict. At least, that's my theory on it.

So the Supreme Kai and Kibito in Daima are probably the same deal, since Toriyama probably drew models for those characters for the new show, and he gave them the colors he gave them, and no one at Toei was going to suggest that it's inconsistent with the palettes used in DBZ. And with Daima, that's fair, because so far all the flashbacks to Z have been reanimated from scratch, and it's not like Kibito is constantly hanging around his alternate timeline counterpart who's still red.

Ultimately, it just doesn't matter, because Dragon Ball was a black and white comic in the beginning, and a lot of the color choices in the original anime were chosen for whatever reason they were chosen. Blunks and Super Hero and Daima all seem to represent this effort to conform to a supposedly more "authentic" color scheme, although I'm not sure what makes it so.

It reminds me a lot of the conversation about Giorno Giovanna's clothes in the JoJo's Bizarre Adventure anime. Fans were accustomed to the black/dark blue school uniform he wore in the colorized manga, and then the anime version had him in this hot pink number. The truth is that the colors in the color manga were simply chosen by the publisher, possibly to make the comics easier to read on smartphones or whatever. Whenever Araki did color pages in his manga, he would often use radically different palettes, so there was no single color scheme for anything. As I understand it, anime Giorno got a pink uniform because they actually asked Araki and he chose pink. I thought this was all kind of arbitrary, but the other day it finally hit me that Giorno's a year younger than Josuke was in Part 4, and the uniforms are color coded by year. And Kurama form YuYu Hakusho had a pink uniform too, and he was also 15 like Giorno, if I remember right. Not that anyone seems to wear a pink uniform in Japanese schools that I can tell, but whatever.

Anyway, it feels like Toei has felt a need to take more input from Toriyama about these details, and maybe that sense of obligation has overridden any need to give these shows a consistent look. But in the end, I think it's probably inevitable that these kinds of changes would pop up over time. After a few decades, a franchise like Dragon Ball is bound to get a makeover once in a while.

[theshadowrealmitself]

Tried to draw what they’d look like for my one au where Peter can give others spider abilities but I fucked up the coloring which was,,, the most important part,, so it’s all gonna have to be text format for now

Peter: red+blue coloring everywhere, anywhere you’d find hair is a bright blue and red that matches his suit, the design of the colors is the bottom part of his hair is blue while the top part is red, the innermost parts of his eyebrows are red while the outermost parts are blue, and every eyelash alternates, so it’ll be: blue eyelash, red eyelash, blue eyelash, etc

He uses an image inducer (most commonly used by Nightcrawler if you need to look it up) to hide his appearance and look like regular old Peter Parker, but if he has the time he’ll also go to great lengths to do things like dye his hair and use makeup to hide his odd colored body hair, he also uses the image inducer to make himself look weaker and scrawnier along with baggy clothes

Those baggy clothes include loose fitting pants with a good belt (also makes it easier to hide his suit under), a button up shirt, then some sort of knitted sweater/cardigan/etc depending on his mood, and the world’s thickest coke bottle glasses that he actually needs unless he consciously uses super seeing, which is apparent to everyone when he uses it, as it turns his whole eye, whites included, an inky black

His suit is a classic red and blue Spiderman suit with the black webbing and large spider, but unlike other Spider suits, he also has other small and subtle spiders throughout the black webbing

Miles: his transformation gave him black and red coloring, which worked out great for him as most of his hair was black to begin with, I haven’t figured out his hair yet, but the outermost parts of his eyebrows are red, as well as his lower lashes, everything else is black

He has an image inducer as well, but he mostly uses it to hide his hair from his mom, doesn’t do much else to change his appearance, if he’s really worried about things, he’ll use a bit of makeup to alter his body hair, also has his own baggy clothes helping him as well

Those baggy clothes, when he’s not wearing his school uniform, is similar to the stuff we’ve seen in the movies, but he also has baggy clothes he wears over his suit (which looks like his comic version but with waaaay more red webbing on it), and the baggy sweater plus shorts that he wears over his suit is,, his own superhero merch, so he’ll switch it up occasionally if he finds some new clothes he thinks look better

Gwen: She got blue, white, and pink coloring, but was able to keep her blonde hair, other than keeping the blonde I haven’t figured out yet how I want her hair and eyebrows to look, but for her lashes, on the top they’re pink on the innermost parts and blue on the outermost parts, and her bottom lashes are white (this did NOT show up well no matter how many times I tried to draw it but it looks cool in my head, trust me)

She doesn’t use an image inducer, she’s just dedicated herself to appearing like a huge fan of the Web Warriors whenever anyone asks about her hair or lashes or anything, she’s very confident that out of all the people in New York, no one’s gonna zero in on her and accuse her of being Spiderwoman

When she’s not wearing whatever dress code her work requires, she’s wearing her own merch as a civilian, but,,, it’s the off brand merch, where the pink doesn’t match the pink of her outfit, and the symbol on front is like a cutesy spider instead of what her suit actually has, she likes to buy them from art walks and stuff, and then her pants will usually just be her suit, since it’s mostly black it just looks like she’s wearing tight leggings

Her spider suit for now, unless I think of something else, is like the suit the Gwen Stacy wears in itsv, but with a ballet skirt

All 3 of them have sharp fangs, although I haven’t settled yet on if I want Peter to be the only one who can transform others (sorta like the “only head Vamp can change people” rules) or if they all have the ability, also unlike with Peter, it’s not visible when Gwen and Miles use super seeing, but they can’t turn it off

Edit: Also, both Gwen and Miles have an extra spider on their suits where Peter bit them

If anyone has any questions I would love to answer them!!

[gyaru-tau]

Any specific notes you’ve got on the thought process behind each student’s new uniform changes for the THH cast? And are you planning to do some for the SDR2 and V3 cast as well?

Note: Anon is referring to these designs!Hmm kinda! There are some choices I made more deliberately than others, although not many characters go as deep as the one note I had about Taka's design. But I'll happily go through the ones that I didn't!Mondo - I initially didn't have Mondo's blazer be embroidered, but considering it's such a stick-out feature of his canon design, it felt wrong not keeping it. Additionally, Mondo is a little bit scrawnier here, for lack of a better word, and that's deliberate! These are supposed to be the students at their first year of the academy, so I wanted to make Mondo seem a little younger!

Taka - I'm not gonna reiterate here so instead here's the post where I talk about him a lil. Lol.

Celeste - Girl is absolutely fighting for her LIFE with this uniform, and for what its worth she found a pretty good balance! The dress underneath is a JSK of her own design, and kinda meant to be reminiscent of earlier EGL styles. She is supposed to look a little bit "ITA", even. I also brought back the hair ribbons from her beta design, and the butterfly hairclip takes from the pattern on her tie in canon!

Chihiro - I have a couple notes on Chihiro! For starters I honestly wanted to make her look a little bit dorkier lol. I gave her the little headband and the glasses for that reason, but the glasses were also to make her match her Dad even more! I wanted to give her a massive backpack too so she always has a spot to keep her laptop and other equipment (yes she has it on her at all times). And finally I gave her a little sweater vest with a dandelion on it, since one of her favorite gifts is the everlasting dandelion! It's supposed to be embroidered on, heehee.

Sayaka - As much as I love her, Sayaka's design isn't actually all that deep? lol. I've always had an affinity for drawing Sayaka with cute little designer hats. i honestly think she has a few of them that she can whip out to give any look a little extra panache. Not to mention the constant inclusion of TONS of pink. I also gave her the flower hairclip from one of her beta designs!

Aoi - Hina is honestly one of my favorite designs in the roster! I just really like her silhouette, idk. I always knew she had to keep the shorts, so she gets the shorts!! Her typical tracksuit is around her waist instead, her eyes are a darker blue for the sake of my sanity, and her ponytail has a kinkier shape! My favorite little detail that I'm sure nobody noticed is that the thing tying her hair together is a coil scrunchie, since they're super good for wet hair in particular! I used to use them a lot back when I used to swim!

Sakura - Honestly, I just wanted Sakura to look at ordinary as humanly possible. She gets a really normal looking uniform- little to no modifications made aside from wearing her usual shoes, the armbands, the bandages, and the striped socks that I took from one of her beta designs!

Hifumi - Hifumi didn't really change all that much either, aside from getting the orange pants to match his orange tie! I do think he painted the arrow on himself, and it looks INCREDIBLY scuffed, lol. Honestly, my main priority with hifumi was to do him some actual justice on the anatomy side, lol. I hope I did an alright job!

Makoto - Makoto also doesn't really change all that much... Really, all that got altered was the blazer and the pants, although I will note that the pants are rolled up because he ABSOLUTELY ordered the wrong size by accident.

Kyoko - Going into this, LONG before I started drawing her I knew that Kyoko needed to have pants, even if it killed me. I just always thought that it'd better suit her usual design to have pants, or at LEAST a longer skirt. It always just looked kinda off to me that she had this big long sleeved blazer and then a short pleated skirt?? Like at least allow her the luxury of like. A pencil skirt. Lol.

Byakuya - Byakuya also doesn't really undergo much change. Really, all i have to say regarding him is that hes got a tall collared button-up and that he kept his usual necktie...

And that's everyone until I sit my ass down and draw the rest! I'm sure I'll eventually get to it... Possibly.

As for the other games, currently I have no plans to do anybody beyond the thh cast. I MIGHT do sdr2 at a far, FAR later date, but I don't think V3 will ever be on the table since quite frankly, I couldn't be assed. Sorry if you were hoping for them!

[cloudcountry]

yuusona time!! its literally just me (i used the yuusona picrew 1 & yuusona picrew 2 HELP i cant draw)

(cyath rendition!!) (sapphy rendition!!) (dorm uniform card) (height comparison)

(school uniform) (gym clothes) (labwear) (dorm uniform) (ceremonial robes)

(halloween i) (halloween ii) (firelit sky) (culinary crucible) (new years sale) (beanfest) (tsumderland) (sledathon) (fairy gala) (ghost bride) (camp vargas) (wish upon a star) (glorious masquerade) (stitch)

Name: Auburn

Pronouns: She/They

Species: Human

Dorm: Ramshackle

Class: Class A, No. 9 (Shares a seat with Grim)

Birthday: April 3rd.

Age: 18

Height: 174 centimeters

Dominant Hand: Right.

Homeland: Unknown.

Best Subject: Alchemy

Club: Mountain Lovers -> switched to Science Club

Hobbies: Writing stories.

Pet Peeves: Leaving dirty utensils on the counter.

Talents: Untying knots.

Favorite Food: Any kind of cheesecake.

Least Favorite Food: Onions.

Unique Magic: None.

Other Funky Stuff

She didn't think she would be that good at alchemy but was very curious about it. It ended up being her best subject.

They've recently gotten into doodling their classmates and has even painted some of them, but only Grim knows this.

(Brief discussion of their anxiety disorders) Had really bad anxiety the first week of being in Twisted Wonderland that caused them to be physically ill and panicked. Managed to adjust after a while with help from Heartslabyul since they were her first real friends here.

Helps Ruggie run errands for Leona because they love to help out with anything and everything. In fact, they feel worse if they aren't helping. This caught the attention of a certain cephalopod.

They really didn't notice Azul until he (kind of) opened up to her at the museum. She realized they have a lot of things in common and got very irritated (lovingly!!) when he thought she was flattering him.

They shrugged it off though, and ultimately decided to let him judge their character as he saw fit since they're not only a terrible liar but are very animated. Then a raging crush hit. Oops.

She was a bit wary of the Leech twins at first because of what everyone said, but once she got to know them she was very open!! She's on good terms with them.

They often have to try to tell Kalim to chill out with his parties because he puts too much pressure on Jamil. He usually doesn't listen and they feel too guilt to stay for long.

They sneak Epel snacks because they cringe at the thought of spending one day in Pomfiore. it's not that they hate Vil, it's just there's no way they could keep up with him.

At first they thought they could be friends with Idia, but the second he opened his mouth they were annoyed. (Know-it-alls being their second highest pet peeve sigh.) It took a long, LONG time for those two to get along, and although they're on good terms now it freaks out Auburn's friends.

Makes an effort to invite Malleus over as often as possible and has even set aside a room for him when he wants to stay in the ruins he used to find so calming. (They actually feel a little guilty for taking away his safe space.)

They clean up Ramshackle in their spare time because they can't STAND living in a dusty, dirty environment. Grim appreciates this because he doesn't have to help, the demon.

Sam is their favorite faculty member and they always give him a high five after a shopping trip.

[azulashengrottospiano]

yuusona time!! its literally just me (i used the yuusona picrew 1 & yuusona picrew 2 HELP i cant draw)

(cyath rendition!!) (sapphy rendition!!)

(school uniform) (gym clothes) (labwear) (dorm uniform) (ceremonial robes)

(halloween i) (halloween ii) (firelit sky) (culinary crucible) (new years sale) (beanfest) (tsumderland) (sledathon) (fairy gala) (ghost bride) (camp vargas) (wish upon a star) (glorious masquerade) (stitch)

Name: Auburn

Pronouns: She/They

Species: Human

Dorm: Ramshackle

Class: Class A, No. 9 (Shares a seat with Grim)

Birthday: April 3rd.

Age: 18

Height: 174 centimeters

Dominant Hand: Right.

Homeland: Unknown.

Best Subject: Alchemy

Club: Mountain Lovers -> switched to Science Club

Hobbies: Writing stories.

Pet Peeves: Leaving dirty utensils on the counter.

Talents: Making people laugh.

Favorite Food: Any kind of cheesecake.

Least Favorite Food: Onions.

Unique Magic: None.

Other Funky Stuff

She didn't think she would be that good at alchemy but was very curious about it. It ended up being her best subject.

They've recently gotten into doodling their classmates and has even painted some of them, but only Grim knows this.

(Brief discussion of their anxiety disorders) Had really bad anxiety the first week of being in Twisted Wonderland that caused them to be physically ill and panicked. Managed to adjust after a while with help from Heartslabyul since they were her first real friends here.

Helps Ruggie run errands for Leona because they love to help out with anything and everything. In fact, they feel worse if they aren't helping. This caught the attention of a certain cephalopod.

They really didn't notice Azul until he (kind of) opened up to her at the museum. She realized they have a lot of things in common and got very irritated (lovingly!!) when he thought she was flattering him.

They shrugged it off though, and ultimately decided to let him judge their character as he saw fit since they're not only a terrible liar but are very animated. Then a raging crush hit. Oops.

She was a bit wary of the Leech twins at first because of what everyone said, but once she got to know them she was very open!! She's on good terms with them.

They often have to try to tell Kalim to chill out with his parties because he puts too much pressure on Jamil. He usually doesn't listen and they feel too guilt to stay for long.

They sneak Epel snacks because they cringe at the thought of spending one day in Pomfiore. it's not that they hate Vil, it's just there's no way they could keep up with him.

At first they thought they could be friends with Idia, but the second he opened his mouth they were annoyed. (Know-it-alls being their second highest pet peeve sigh.) It took a long, LONG time for those two to get along, and although they're on good terms now it freaks out Auburn's friends.

Makes an effort to invite Malleus over as often as possible and has even set aside a room for him when he wants to stay in the ruins he used to find so calming. (They actually feel a little guilty for taking away his safe space.)

They clean up Ramshackle in their spare time because they can't STAND living in a dusty, dirty environment. Grim appreciates this because he doesn't have to help, the demon.

Sam is their favorite faculty member and they always give him a high five after a shopping trip.

[obeyme-lost-thought]

The regret of a Father

Lucifer point of view; just it.

What if Lucifer had a child with Mc, and for some reason he neglects them ? And if the child die? What will do Lucifer?

Always remember: the ending isn't what we want, but what she need.

Good reads

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Chapter 4: "Dad" anymore

Lucifer's pov :

Mammon had broken a vase. I well remember the stress I had that day. Levi was chasing him, or both were running away from Satan; While running, Mammon hit a piece of furniture on which a valuable vase was placed, which then fell. I started scolding him and all this made me so angry that I screamed. I didn't even notice the door bell, in fact if it wasn't for Beel who opened it I wouldn't have known about it that day. It was him who came to call me, informing me that they were looking for me at the door. Threatens Mammon and company not to move, I went down the stairs and arrived in the hall, where I reopened the door. A demon-cop stood in front of me, holding something in his fist that he didn't seem to want me to see.

Policeman: "Excuse the pleasantries, but are you Lucifer Morningstar?"

Lucifer: "Yes, tell me what do you need"

Policeman: “I'm sorry to inform you that this morning we found the body of your daughter, Aurora Lilith Morningstar, at the foot of Devilview Course. It seems that she threw herself at 2a.m. of today”

I was speechless and incredulous at the news I had just received, so much so that I asked him to repeat what he had said 3 times. He also showed me the anklet Mc had prepared for her before she was born. But not even that was enough for me to believe him. I made him stand there while I called Diavolo for him to come and in the meantime, I checked the whole house for her presence. I was inundated with questions from my siblings, who didn't understand why I was doing all this. But I didn't care, even now I can't remember what they said. The only thought I had was having to find her; I had to see Aurora. She could be anywhere, even in Mc's room, I wouldn't even get angry; I just had to find her and make sure this was all a joke.

But it was reality. Diavolo swore they were telling the truth.

After that, I don't remember thinking anything; I just moved. I started running towards the place the policeman had named. I was probably in slippers, and thinking about it now maybe I should have at least put on shoes; although in hindsight, the slippers were perfect. The Devilview course was one of the longest in all of Devildom from which you can see the city perfectly. Diavolo came after me, and it was only thanks to him that I didn't throw all the people around her, around her body, in the air. She was laying there on the ground, examining; a red patch surrounded her, dirtying her hair.

"If they pushed her why didn't she transform and try to fly or grab onto something with her tail?"

She was in her Rad uniform, an outfit I haven't seen in a very long time. If she hadn't changed, it means she hadn't come home from yesterday.

"What was a 16 year old girl doing out at 2 in the morning?"

Actions following this moment were mechanical. Diavolo taking me home, Barbatos talking to the police. I spent 2 weeks locked up in my room, which at the time seemed like 2 centuries. I only managed to get out by convincing me that I didn't care about her, that it didn't hurt me that she was dead. Whether it was suicide or murder, that was none of my business. But I still spent my days locked up in my dead daughter's room. I looked at the photos, the drawings on the wall, all the awards on the shelves.

“When did she win all these races?”

Musical essays, athletic competitions, fencing. If I am the avatar of pride, she was certainly the representation of the proud and braggart girl. She was good and she showed it…

“But who does she want to show her skills to?”

Questions like that tormented me, and I looked for a lot of time for answers I already knew.

Then, one day, I looked in the mirror. I had red eyes and torn clothes. It was in that moment that all the lies I told myself showed to me what they really were: lies.

I… I was a bastard. I hated the greatest thing I've ever had, and now I miss it. I miss my daughter so much. And I wanted things that are so simple that I felt stupid.

“I want to go back. I want to be able to hold my newborn daughter; sing her a lullaby before putting her to bed. I want to be able to film her first word or first steps. I want to teach you the basics of demonology and then, when she's grown up, walk her to her first day of school."

I wanted to be a father and for this reason I tried to get to know my Aurora. I asked around, searched the internet, looked at her social profiles. I obtained all the copies of her concerts with the piano and I tried in every way to find that record that she had given me. I thank my luck, as the place where she had recorded it, saved a copy of the most beautiful compositions to use as background in the hall and obviously, hers was among them. I had gotten to the point where I could memorize every note for how many times I had listened to it. From the phone ringtone to the alarm clock: that song had become the background music of my life. I learned everything there was to know about her; yet, she still seemed like a stranger to me.

It began to become an obsession to find out as much as possible about her and certainly no one stopped me; on the contrary, I received help from my family, who, almost like me, were trying to get to know her nephew. Only Diavolo and Barbatos, when they came to visit us, tried to make us heal from this endless search.

Little by little I started to give up, but by which time I had almost lost hope; when I began to accept her death… I found the book that was both my downfall and my salvation: “Death and life for the half-blood”. A book that dealt with the problems and living conditions of children born between humans and supernatural beings. As Aurora fell into this category, I started reading it, until I found evidence that there was a possibility that my daughter was still alive.

It was obvious, her soul could neither be judged as human nor suffer the fate of demonic souls; for this she had to be reborn as a human. But there was the possibility that she didn't remember anything, that she had no memory of the Devildom and of me. If what was written there was true and if I found it, there was no guarantee that I would get a second chance with her.

With Diavolo we began to search for traces of her soul throughout the Human Real, just for then find it in a small town. A 17 year old like any other. We had no proof of whether or not she was really her or if she remembered her first life. But perhaps it was for the best. I could have started over, without her knowing me as the cold bastard who ruined her life and perhaps led her to suicide, of course if she was truly my daughter.

Through the exchange students project, I found an excuse to introduce myself into her school, for arrive up until now.

From the first moment I noticed that she was her, my Aurora, and that had her memories. In fact, she was relaxed with Simeon, she always suspicious of me she would ask me questions about my family, probably with the hope that I would name her. It hurts me, to see how she harshly treats me, even though she has every reason to. How she seeks my approval on her past self, expecting that she won't receive it even after her dead. But instead, I try to show her the opposite, I try to give her what I've never given her: attention. I was kind; I showered her with compliments; I gave her times distant from me for recovering from my presence (which she obviously hates); I became interested in her musical passions… but that's not enough. It will never be enough.

But I already knew it’s a lost case; I understood that on the first day.

"Lucifer"

Now I'm just that, a name that hurts me every time she says it; I will never be "Dad" anymore.

Memory Fragment 3: Wings

Today I saw dad and my uncles go to the palace transformed like demons. It's not the first time this has happened, living here for 2 years now. The only thing that intrigues me every time is if by chances I also have a demonic form. There are no books or courses on transformation, as it is something pure bloods can do from the moment they are born. But I have no idea how to do it. I've tried several times to follow the cinematic explanations made by human films about things like "Concentrate on yourself" or "Think a happy thought", but it never worked. I really don't think I can ask any of my "roommates" about it, nor can I bother Uncle Simeon about something like that. I think I'll have to stay forever in doubt if I have wings or the thing, I just hope one day I won't need to know how to transform.

Oh well, Aurora's hope for Lucifer to leave her alone is going to die.

[thebibliomancer]

Essential Avengers: West Coast Avengers #30: NONE SO BLIND...

March, 1988

THE COMPOSITE AVENGER!

OH MY GOD THIS GUY IS SO GOOFY LOOKING!

So, the East Coast Avengers are dealing with the Super-Adaptoid over in their book (although disappointingly he doesn’t copy the powers of the current team) and the West Coast Avengers are going to deal with some guy that composites their attributes?

I’m down for that! I think every superhero team should have to deal with someone that’s just the whole team in one dude.

I sure hope this cover isn’t a lie!

This issue also seems like its a fill-in.

Instead of Steve Englehart who has been the writer since West Coast Avengers vol 2 started, we have Al Milgrom as the writer. Al Milgrom has been the artist on the book so its plausible that Steve Englehart needed more time to script the follow-up to the Phantom Rider subplot so Al Milgrom stepped up to write a done-in-one.

So I don’t know if it will be all that relevant but

Last times on West Coast Avengers: the West Coast Avengers just finished up an arc about a Zodiac organization made of astrology obsessed robots. The leader Scorpio stupidly teleported Zodiac and the Avengers to another universe where the constellations were different so the robots stopped working. Then Moon Knight harassed a man who likes to dress as a bull until he, the bull man, died in a plane crash. It was all part of the same arc, trust me.

This time: horrifying babies.

Al Milgrom, please learn to draw babies if you’re going to confront me with two horrifying cherubs on page 2 of a book.

Also: is it laundry day for Wanda and Vision? Why are they wearing their uniforms around the house? I know Vision has a TV sitcom dad sweater. I’ve seen him wear it!

Anyway, nightmare babies aside. Uncle Wonder Man reads Tommy and Billy the story of the Blind Man and the Elephant.

You probably know it. Or are vaguely aware of it.

Some blind wise men feel up an elephant and give their own, narrow interpretations of what kind of beast it is based on what they touch. One touches the tail, and thinks an elephant is ropelike, another touches the tusk and thinks its spear-esque.

And at the end they can’t agree on what an elephant is because they only bothered to touch one thing. The moral being “there are none so blind as those who will not see.”

The story is lost on Billy and Tommy who passed right the fuck out during this minute long story.  And Vision says that the more complicated theme of the story was probably beyond their baby brains anyway.

(How old are they at this point? Comic book time makes that complicated.)

But Simon says that mostly he just wants the two kids to get used to him being around as their uncle.

Aww!

He’s pretty busy with his movie career and superhero work but he wants to be able to visit this part of the family as often as he can.

Simon Wonder Man Williams gets in his Quinjet to fly back from New Jersey to L.A. but finds weird green bug robots smashing into the cockpit despite whatever defensive grid the Quinjet apparently has.

The robots shred his stylish red jacket but he manages to smash them and radio the West Coast Avengers to report the situation.

Wonder Man: “Attention Whackos! This is Wonder Man. Am being attacked by robots of unknown origin. Activating signal beacon. They’re strong li’l suckers, but I should be able to handle ‘em. There’s only a few... uh-oh! ... hundred!”

The transmission cuts off there so back at the West Coast Avengers Compound, the team assembles, gets into another Quinjet and flies off to help their teammate!

Meanwhile, Wonder Man finds himself held captive above a spaceship hovering over the Midwest.

A shadowy figure on a monitor with a tentacle mouth introduces himself as one of the Sligs -- an up and coming new warrior race who want to prove their mettle.

And like many other comic book antagonists, instead of just getting down to what they want to do (cutting a swath of conquest through the galaxy or annihilating the Fantastic Four) the Sligs decided they’re going to beat the shit out of the Avengers first to prove that they’re cooler than the Kree and Skrulls.

Also, and to be fair, they want to conquer Earth so they’ll have to tangle with the Avengers one way or another. Might as well take advantage of a surprise strike to test, analyze, and defeat the team.

But, yeah, mostly they just want to rub the Kree and Skrulls’ faces in it that the Sligs, an alien race from a- oh actually they first appeared in a Fantastic Four issue. So they weren’t invented just for this. That makes them slightly less laughable.

According to Marvel wiki, they appear in this, in Fantastic Four 209, and in Maximum Security: Dangerous Planet. So they’re laughable again.

Anyway.

Things are already not going great for the Sligs as a technician warns the leader that Wonder Man is straining their engines by fighting so hard against the stasis beams.

The leader dismisses it as no concern and is more focused on the rest of the West Coast Avengers arriving to rescue Wonder Man.

Embarrassingly, the Slig ship just blasts the Quinjet into another dimension.

Their ability to do that kind of renders the rest of their plan to best the West Coast Avengers kinda pointless though, right? Like, the Sligs could get rid of the West Coast Avengers like that. Just leave them stranded.

But no.

And granted, that would make a boring issue.

Instead, the Sligs reunite Wonder Man and the West Coast Avengers in this different dimension so they can throw a big, beefy green robot called the Examiner at them.

And by at them I mean at Wonder Man.

The rest of the team is frozen in stasis so the Examiner can test what Wonder Man can do.

And with each fight, the Examiner will adapt and improve.

As Wonder Man realizes, this kind of screws over the rest of the team, if the Examiner adapts to fighting Wonder Man and then goes against his less powerful teammates.

Wonder Man decides the thing to do is to totally wreck the Examiner in their fight so it can’t use Wonder Man tier strength against the rest of the team.

And he does. He totally wrecks the Examiner in one panel.

Unfortunately, the Slig leader tells the technician to reassemble the Examiner and compensate for the damage he received.

So Wonder Man is placed in stasis and Tigra is freed, leaving her to face an upgraded Examiner.

The Examiner warns Tigra that his shielding is now nigh impenetrable. Nice of him to give her the heads up.

But what Tigra realizes is that she’s still faster.

She climbs up the Examiner and then jumps off when he tries to smash her. So instead, he smashes in his own chest plates.

And now that the chassis is breached, Tigra jumps back up and goes ham on his wiring and such.

Tigra: “He may have been ready for Wondy’s strength, but that didn’t prepare him for my savagery! And so scratch -- literally -- one Examiner!”

The Sligs use this new angry cat battle data to make an even better Examiner and then swap out Tigra for Mockingbird to test the new guy.

Mockingbird quickly joins her battle staves to make a battle ten-foot-pole so she can pole vault from the Examiner.

The Examiner says Mockingbird is agile (and wonders if that's just a Earth lady thing, because the Examiner is down to stereotype) but that he’s a lot faster after battling Tigra.

So since Mockingbird can’t outpunch this giant lad and can’t outrace him, she takes a page from Captain America that “a clever, skillful pro can beat any opponent!”

Basically, she lures the Examiner to the edge of the floating land chunk they’re fighting on and trips him so he falls off.

Dropping men off cliffs is becoming her signature move.

Also, I think the Examiner obliterated one of those floating planetoids with his face.

The Slig leader is starting to see that the Avengers live up to the stories told about them. But hell if he’s going to stop now. He has the technician re-assemble the Examiner with strength to challenge Wonder Man, speed to rival Tigra, and ... uh... I guess being smart enough not to get tripped off a cliff.

Hawkeye is sent to face the Examiner next.

And he’s been spending some of his stasis time thinking about how these one-on-one fights have been robbing the Avengers’ of the advantage of teamwork.

With that on his mind, he tosses down a high voltage arrow and loudly declares that he doesn’t need it.

The Examiner: “Beware, Avenger, my power is approaching levels it has never before attained! No amount of strength, speed, skill or savagery can best me now!”

Hawkeye decides to test this with some high impact explosive arrows.

They make the Examiner stumble back a step but he compensates before he can, I dunno, stumble off the floating land chunk like an idiot again.

Hawkeye tries a net arrow next, which the Examiner tears apart like no thing. Then he has to use some putty arrows to slow the guy down so he can put some distance between them.

And at a safe distance, Hawkeye uses some concentrated nitric acid arrows, which he just so happened to have with him (Hawkeye’s quiver is as good as Batman’s utility belt and you can take that to the bat-bank).

It seems like the chassis is still quite durable but the acid seeps into the Examiner’s joints and he falls quite to pieces.

Boss Slig immediately commands that the Examiner be buffed and re-assembled. The technician tries to warn the boss that this exercise is starting to draw so much power that its becoming dangerous.

The boss just yells RE-ASSEMBLE! so the technician does.

Iron Man is up next.

Hm. Despite being the second strongest dude on the team, Iron Man now has to deal with an enemy that’s been buffed by fighting over half the team. If Iron Man had gone first, he’d probably have wrecked the Examiner as quickly as Wonder Man did. Now, he has a challenge.

Also, the Examiner can fly. Adapted that from the Wonder Man fight and has had it all along. Could have come in use when he was tripped off the edge of the land but hey, hindsight is something something.

Repulsors and the uni-beam both fail to do much to the Examiner. And the Examiner’s counter-attack spikes Iron Man out of the air.

But Iron Man lands near the arrow that Hawkeye dropped and he suddenly realizes Hawkeye’s strategy.

The Examiner boasts that it has grown too powerful for the arrows to threaten. But Iron Man uses the high voltage arrow to recharge his armor and then uses the power to magnetize the Examiner’s chassis.

Sure, Iron Man couldn’t destroy the Examiner, the guy can’t continue the fight with his limbs magnetized to his torso.

Slig boss: “Astounding! Each of these warriors seems to be holding some ability or weapon back so we are faced with a new challenge each time. Compensate!”

Slig technician: “Am attempting compliance! Tapping into stardrive engines now!”

The Examiner is demagnetized and made immune to that tactic. And Dr Pym is unfrozen to face a the Examiner that is now immune to the strengths of Wonder Man, Tigra, Mockingbird, Hawkeye, and Iron Man. That’s... uh... a hurdle.

Dr Pym does his Dr Pym Particles thing and unshrinks some tools.

But a buzzsaw breaks against the Examiner and just gets Dr Pym WHAP’d in response. A flamethrower also proves useless.

The Examiner draws near and Dr Pym says “I get the picture! I know when I’m beaten. But I warn you, don’t touch me!”

This just makes the Examiner want to touch him more though.

Which Hank was counting on, that sneaky Hank.

With the Examiner presumably savoring an Avenger showing fear at last, Hank is able to tap the robot on its chest.

Dr Pym: “You saw my ability to enlarge shrunken inanimate objects -- well, you just have to ask yourself... ‘how did those objects get shrunken in the first place?’”

And then he smashes the teeny Examiner with a hammer.

Good job, Hank!

I like how fed up the technician is getting. The boss is sunk costing hard at this point.

So the Examiner is buffed and reassembled and put up against Moon Knight.

And Moon Knight is thinking, oh shit, I’m screwed. He’s a badass normal dude with some extra selves he doesn’t want to talk to and such powerful tools as... an axe and also a boomerang.

Against a dude that is now buffed up enough to sweep the West Coast Avengers as a team.

Speaking of selves he doesn’t want to talk to, Steven Grant and Jake Lockley both yell that Marc is screwed if he fights that thing.

But another voice pipes up in his head, Khonshu, GOD OF THE MOON.

Moon Knight: “Khonshu?! You speak to me again. But it may be for the last time, unless you can somehow help me beat this creature!”

Khonshu: “You do not need my help, o Knight of the Moon, you need but look around you!”

Moon Knight: “This dimension... I hadn’t realize... it’s full of moons!”

Khonshu: “Indeed! Untold thousands of them. And we draw our power from the Moon! Now be the Moon Knight -- be the Fist of Khonshu as you never have before!”

AND THEN MOON KNIGHT GOES HAM AND TEARS APART THE EXAMINER WITH HIS BARE HANDS

HOLY SHIT

The Slig boss is stunned and shaken and other words. But the technician is now 1001% done.

Slig technician: “Oh, shut up! The power drain has frozen out our safety back-up circuits! Stardrive overheating -- this thing is gonna blow!”

The West Coast Avengers and their Quinjets are snapped back to Earth because the Slig ship can’t maintain the dimension shift.

Wonder Man: “I warned you guys you couldn’t beat my buddies!”

Slig boss: “Be not so smug, Wonder Man! Even now we are transmitting all our test results back to our home base -- with all that data about your race, we will surely find a way to conquer y--”

And then the Slig ship explodes.

Countless light years away, presumably on the Slig homeworld, they receive the data and the report that the expedition to Earth has been destroyed.

Another Slig technician: “Our computers have correlated and interpreted the data -- This, then, is a projection of what the warrior-race called the Avengers look like!”

YOU HAVE PULLED A FAST ONE ON ME AGAIN, A COVER TO A COMIC BOOK!

Ahem.

So. The Slig computers, assuming that the Avengers are one uniform race and not a bunch of different peeps with different abilities, conflates them all into one COMPOSITE AVENGER.

And the Supreme Slig is so freaked out by the mighty Avenger warrior-race that he orders that all Slig fleets must avoid going anywhere near Earth.

It’s nice when things work out.

I’m not sure how Wonder Man in the last panel knows that this is the picture that the Sligs would get. Yeah, it ties into the story he read at the start of the issue but how does he know that this episode of his life would bookend so satisfyingly?

He is so pleased with himself though.

So!

This was definitely a fill-in. Meant to spin the wheels a bit. And its a fun story! Not substantive by any means. Most of the issue is a bunch of fights. There’s not really much in the way of character beats. But its fun to see the Avengers all out-fight or out-wit a dude that’s growing to counter them!

The Examiner is kind of a boring opponent. Doesn’t really have the spectacle of the Super-Adaptoid looking like a mishmash of his opponents and using their powers against them. But he works for this issue as someone for the Avengers to style on.

I’m annoyed that the West Coast Avengers don’t fight a guy that’s a mashup of their powers and aesthetics. That could have been fun.

But I’m not disappointed with the issue we got. And the way the Composite Avenger was actually used was a cute enough take on an old tale.

Plus, the issue had Moon Knight empowered by THOUSANDS OF MOOOOOONS and going ham. I can’t hate that.

Good job, Al Milgrom.

You wrote a hell of a fun story.

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[clockwise-works]

🕹,🐳,💃 and 🙊 for the zelda game? 👀

🕹️ What’s the first Zelda game you ever played?

Technically the first was TP HD on Wii U, but I played that for like seven minutes.

The first one I actually sat down, soaked in, and fully played was BotW. I know, its not much of a shock, especially with BotW being one of the best selling games in the franchise on one of Nintendo's best selling systems, it only made sense it would be that one. No, what's actually interesting isn't so much as what the first one was, but what got me to actually sit down and play BotW, since I knew for YEARS before playing that it would be good. Idk, maybe I'll share that story another time, since that's not the ask.

🐳 If you were a Zelda character, what race would you be?

This is a hard one to answer. I think people would assume a Zora would be my immediate answer given what I draw, but frankly... I don't know if I'd want to be one truthfully. The traversal would be really cool, being attuned to deep water exploration and waterfall climbing sounds fun. BUT, I'm not sure I'd want the scales, the fins and claws, all that that comes with it. Rito are another similar case, cause being able to fly would be absolutely incredible, but I REALLY don't want to be covered in feathers. Granted, I think the Rito would be worse personally, I'm not a 'hair guy' beyond what's on my head, I don't like the feeling of hair on my body, and feathers covering my entire body is not it, so I'd rather go the completely hairless route. Also, I don't want to be a rock.

Hylians and Sheikah are also an issue, mainly because it feels to "basic." To close to home. Why go with that when I'm practically that already, just lacking the ears and slightly better stats. So I guess it'd be Zora first, since sure I like skin and hair, but the water traversal is a really good trade off. Second up would be a Hylian/Sheikah. Maybe sheikah since the more skilled can do some cool shit. Yeah, that's my second actually.

💃 Favorite BOTW Outfit?

If we're counting individual outfits, then Zora Armor, no contest. Absolute amazing story telling, the tragedy behind it is really depressing but also heartwarming, and it looks pretty cool. As a set though... I'm torn. I'm honestly not a big fan of the Greeves, mainly because of the webbed toes and general "tight spandex" look of them. It makes complete sense, but I'm just not big on it, especially the webbed toes. The helmet is... fine, I don't hate it, but I prefer Link with his hair free. I don't like hats, and having his entire head covered by the helmet, which is already the same blue as the rest of the armor, just kinda makes it all look like a blob of blue.

For an entire set, the Champion Tunic/Hylian Trousers/Hylian Hood in TotK is great. The use of browns to break up the blue in the new one really gives it more depth, and the hood being included in the promotional material is my favorite addition. I also love all the details in the Royal Guard uniform, and the Snowquill set looks super comfy.

🙊 Unpopular Zelda Opinions?

Ok so you got your standard ones you expect from me, like Miphlink over Zelink. And at this point my thoughts on TotK are probably known if you follow me. I think one unpopular opinion I have, and may God have mercy on my soul with it being pride month, is that I really didn't get the gay-coded vibe from Sidon. Now, I don't mind him being queer in any way, nor do I mind it if you ship him that way. Cool! I'm indifferent to his sexuality and all that, truthfully. But I don't necessarily agree with him being gay-coded, or at the very least didn't get that impression. I understood it for Urbosa, and I guess Revali too (although that one grew over time), but I guess I didn't get that with Sidon.

Speaking of Revali, because now I'm on a tangent, while I don't have a definitive "this is what Revali is" mindset, I don't like it when Revali is flattened down to "repressed gay boy who likes Link but doesn't know how to express it." I think there's a lot more layers to him and his dynamic with Link beyond that, but fanon has REALLY just made him into that stereotype, to the point I lean more ace simply in spite of that interpretation. Hell, maybe it's just because I don't like how his whole personality ends up revolving around Link, a direct response to "his big ol' crush on Link," instead of it just being how he is, in which it reaches it apex when conflicting with Link's contrasting personality. I think of it like this, if Revali's boisterous attitude and dramatic flair is simply a poor attempt to "impress Link" because he doesn't understand his feelings for him, then what is Revali beyond that? What is he when on his own, when Link isn't around? We don't know. We see like one scene of him in AoC with just Teba and Tulin, and it shows him putting a blanket back on Tulin, but that's it. But him being like that genuinely, that he is just a really talented guy who grew used to the Rito hyping him up, to the point he's now overzealous and a little too self absorbed, we know who he is without it revolving around Link. It reaches an all-time high when going against someone with a near opposite personality, yes, but that's just how Revali is. I hope that made sense.

[bemylord]

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characters: gojo, sukuna, itadori, megumi, nanami, toji x fem!reader.

warnings: smut, aged up, marks/bruises, creampie, daddy kink [toji and nanami], oral [fem!receiving], degrade and praise kinks, grammar errors.

a/c: or s/o gave them scratches on their body. hc + drabble. kento's, toji's, and sukuna's part might be rough. also i may used inappropriate word don't blame me.

ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ:

would be teasing you in the morning for being too horny to suppress your nails. although, he doesn't hide the fact he adores the little pain when his clothes touch places where you left stripes.

also likes those moments when you're leaving fingernail marks on his thighs or hips whilst sucking his dick. it'd be better spelled if i specify that gojo using your head as a toy for his pleasure.

would praise you for marks you've given him, labeling his muscular body as yours, letting your fingers traveling all over his back to the chest, outlining every muscle.

prefers to do it slow but deep, touching the spongy coil inside you with his every push, feeling your hands on the back as you're trying to take his dick, being capable of not losing your mushy mind at his sharp pushes as how he's overbearingly fucking you.

'giving me all your juices and marks you've gotten for your master' satoru might be playful during the training time, but you've known he likes to talk dirty and be dominant railing you. those marks perfectly suiting on his skin so why not leave them?

despite being overdose with your cum and a facial expression - you opened your mouth releasing ragged whimpers and arching your back, approaching towards gojo's chest in the climax, cumming all over the base - he'd thrust in you more 'till you'd turn into the drooling mess below.

'yes, honey, you're doing good, so good. constricting my dick so good' obscene squelches become louder, as you could feel satoru's released on your stomach. 'you did so well, honey, i'm gonna take good care of you'

ɪᴛᴀᴅᴏʀɪ ʏᴜᴊɪ:

okay, i think itadori would be the softest boy through all monsters we've got here.

but don't let his innocent face trick you. despite of the fact that most of the time he's a soft bun, he'll make you scream.

ok, make you scream and be asking if he isn't tempestuous.

he'd be disconcerted if you asked him to heal his back. for what? he thinks is a sort of a recall so he could remember what the two of you had been doing in the night and how loud you were while giving him your residue of cum.

he might take some photos of his skin pattern in marks so he could ogle at 'em later, repeating seconds where you were patterning his back.

'take off your shirt, yuji. i'll heal your back'

poor itadori is sitting on the couch totally discouraged as he heard your request. he glanced at you with a bambi look: eyes wide open, as if you said something vulgar. he aimlessly rubbed the back of his head, tossed his head back.

'but i like your marks, baby'

he whined, grabbing your palms in his, forcing you to sit on his lap, wrapping arms around your waist.

'you gave those stripes because you.. you were feeling good, yeah?'

you put your head down at his question but nodded, putting your head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat.

'then i don't need your recovery, baby, let your marks stay until you'll add new ones'

ᴛᴏᴊɪ ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ:

let people know what sex is. let it be a slogan for your intercourse.

he could fuck you all night due to his long-term capability and would be smug after intercourse as he'd watch the disorder [?] you did on his biceps.

mostly biceps, cause a man knows the main destination of his tongue, masterfully giving you an oral. goddamn that tongue.

he'd let you scratch his back as he'll know that it'd be possibility to show off the mark his love gave him. on other days, you're pulling his hair into your pussy, burying him even more, letting him to destroy you before the fun will start.

his arms full of red stripes. though it wasn't your fault - how can you inhibit yourself while toji is literally eating you like a meal?

'being waiting for my tongue, huh?' he's a teaser - you're at the edge of the bed, baring your dripping pussy to the one he can lick you as you need to whilst teasing and degrading you.

'being waiting to be demolished by me you little whore, don't you?'

you grabbed his strong biceps, dotted them in half-moons then squeeze as toji peeks at you.

'answer me, slut!'

his low voice makes you open widely your legs as not closed to squeeze his head. he's running his tongue on your crotch and labia, teasing you, forcing you to say how reckless and anguished you were without his tongue and fingers.

'yes, daddy, i-i've been waiting f-for you' you sharply breathe, letting out the whimpers, feeling his tongue playing with your swollen clit.

'i'm about to ruin you tonight, are you ready?' he giggled once more, getting into the little game he's been waiting for since he left the house.

ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ:

it is in their genetic code to make a woman scream but since megumi hasn't got a huge sexual experience as his father does, he'd be tender at first, asking abt your well-being, if he can move, etc..

when he watches at the mirror in the morning, he finds out his back and a few shoulders are drawing by your nails.

he'd be overwhelmed and speechless as he saw a reminder of the night.

'gumi will make up an excuse, sort of: 'i got into the fight with a curse, nothing special'. itadori'd have been asking him if he's okay, how it was but satoru isn't a naive one.

deep inside would be proud of himself that only he could put you on the pleasure, privately enjoying those patterns.

'y/n?' he pronounced your name in a question way, rubbing his shoulder aimlessly, as you glanced at him. you let out a quiet mooing as a response, staring as to how megumi taking off his school uniform.

'would you mind heal me a little?'

you smiled, coming closer to your boyfriend, grabbing a tube of medicine on the way.

'don't think i don't like your.. marks, just-'

'don't apologize, 'gumi, it's kinda chaos on your back' you giggled at your comparison, running with medicine on red stripes. his tensed and muscular body is overwhelming: those abs and pretty strong arms conquering every time you've got an opportunity to ogle.

'tho i love the chaos you made'

ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ:

i'm certain you'll be scratching his back because nanami is packing - big dick energy, lol.

screaming his name as you've been drawing illegible patterns, mostly on his wide back, so lately he'd smirk at his reflection in the mirror.

those nights when you're trying to fill the lack patterns on his back by drawing lots of geometrical figures or promiscuous tracery.

every move with his tight white shirt at the office makes his stoic face change as he reminisces the night you gave that pleasant pain.

he wants to find half-moons littering his biceps as you were holding 'em while giving creampie on his dick.

if you want it spicy - trail your fingers on his back suddenly, giving nanami little goosebumps to switch his mood.

'darling, you want me to stop?' he unaware question left you desperate as nanami stopped pumping, left a soft kiss on your forehead. 'am i fucking you way too hard?' seldom moment of nanami being tender as he gets used to fuck recklessly 'till you'll be a dripping mess under his cock.

you didn't see fit to answer the question but smack your lips against his, as a silent response named: 'i'm fine, my love, you can move' your wet, deep, and in some way subtle kiss that doesn't fit on the action you've been doing. you trail your nails from the back of his neck to the coccyx, ogling as to how his facial expression changes.

'you want to be used like a slut you are, don't you?'

you couldn't respond, only purr as how nanami suddenly turned on into daddy. feeling how your empty pussy being filled out with a thick kento's cock again as he's making a demolishing [?] pushes.

'get what you want, slut, scratch my back so it'd dotted lately with your nails'

ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ ʀʏᴏᴍᴇɴ:

as for that rough man..

he gives hickeys - you give him patterns on his back.

he'd be exceedingly obsessed after had seen your marks on itadori's body. still, itadori is a vessel for him, so sukuna will be even more self-satisfied. why? a little reminder for the owner who took possession of your body at the night.

once he'll take possession of the body, itadori it'd be or someone else, he won't stop himself as long as his back will be patterns of yours nail on it.

he does literally everything to make you scratch his back, whether it be licking your swollen clit to the way your legs got shaken or fuck you on his lap.

'let the bastard see what matures did it the night' his pace increase as he uttered the phrase that makes the butterflies in your belly thrives off.

his lowly and husky voice intermingled with ragged breathing, little drops of sweat on his hairline as he crushes devastating punches, letting your moans out of your mouth.

you're digging into his skin on the back as he masterfully target into the spongy coil in your stomach, feeling as your orgasm is building up with his every hit. he wants to see his back littering in patterns of your nails, wants to have that sweet but stinging pain in the morning.

's-sukuna, ugh~' you let out a whimper as your cunt constricting creampie on his dick. he chuckled as your hole clenching his thick cock while nails trailing all over back.

//~~//

idk i start always from sukuna and i've got inspiration only on kento's part, that's why nanami and toji might be rough than a king.

[a-muffin-full-of-poetry]

Pacts | Obey Me Brothers

Hello lovelies! I am always late, but inspired by the new event and by the fact that I was drawing hands earlier and I wanted Mammon’s pact mark on my OC’s wrist, you’re getting pact headcanons. Admittedly, this is just based off of where and how I have pact marks working in my head and with my OC. Who may or may not be getting a... welcome soon. At least, I’ll give her a proper fact file thing because she’s the character I use in all *write a name and pretend it’s you* games.

Summary: pact mark locations, reactions and everything that comes with.

Warning: probably swearing.

Fun lore before headcanons:

Pact marks look like they've been branded into the skin. They're more like tattoos, but they're demons so it's branded. Hope you liked the explanation.

In my head they also work a bit like the red string of fate but you're always aware of their presence. Imagine you've got a thought in the back of your head that won't go away, that's what it feels like. You can use the 'red string' to call out for help, for their company or simply if you need them. In especially distressing situations, the mark will call out no matter what.

Lucifer:

As the last to give you a pact, he made sure to choose where it would go carefully. It ended up on your neck, just visible from under your RAD uniform and on complete display in just about anything else.

Admittedly, you knew he had probably done that to stake some sort of claim after his declaration when you had first made it.

‘You won’t own me.’

Well you weren’t going to anyway, but that made it hard not to.

... or at least hard to not be tempted to do so.

The mark tends to glow blue whenever you feel a sense of pride.

It also glows blue when you're in distress or he is. Not that you can do much, but you can feel a tug when he needs you.

Whenever he needs you in his office, he just makes sure to tug a little on the feeling of your pact mark to get you to come. You know where to find him.

Mammon:

The first place Mammon grabbed was your wrist, in a sort of 'let's get this over with' sort of way.

So, imagine your surprise when you saw it the next morning. Admittedly, you had screamed pretty loudly and he had come crashing in.

"Wh-What is it!?"

"MY WRIST. IT'S BEEN CONTAMINATED."

"WHAT?"

Safe to say, when that fiasco was over, Mammon always teased you over the fact that he had 'contaminated' your wrist... after he had explained what it was.

Now, whenever you hold hands, he usually runs a thumb over the golden mark, making it warm, fuzzy and humming with power.

The mark glows golden when either of you are in distress. Usually him. It serves as your cue for 'Mammon time'.

Whenever he wants to find you, he'll usually reach out through the pact to find your presence. It's you who usually tries to tug on the metaphorical string to get him bounding over to yours.

Not that he really needs convincing.

Leviathan:

Levi didn't particularly think. He originally tried to take your wrist but Mammon's pact was there so he simply branded your palm.

When Mammon found out, he was mad for weeks, which Levi delighted in.

Although, he's not big on hand holding, Levi is particularly content with the fact that everyone can see his mark no matter what.

He's not territorial, he promised, but Avatar of Envy, remember? He doesn't like to share and a pact mark on your palm was the perfect way to showcase that.

When you pointedly told him that that was being territorial, he flushed a bright red and called out for Henry 2.0s advice.

"I'm not territorial, am I? No, I'm not, thank you Henry 2.0. See MC, I might be a gross otaku but I'm not some-some scum like Mammon!"

Levi doesn't like to reach out through his pact so you usually keep to yourself. You assumed it was an exstention of being the hermit he was.

However, on the rare occasion it is used, usually involuntary, it glows orange and water particles emerge from it. For a whole moment you thought you had become Iron Man and you immediately called for Levi because, in your own words:

“I’M A FUCKIN’ SUPERHERO LEVI, LOOK AT ME. I’M ACTUALLY HENRY!”

“REALLY!?? THAT’S SO COOL M—that’s my pact mark.”

“WHAT? Oh.”

It's cool. You usually show off Levi's mark the most because you try to make it light up and pretend your a superhero.

Levi totally doesn't love it at all.

Satan:

Also another one who wanted it on your hand, wrist area. It's pivotal for reading, so whenever you picked up a book, you'd have to think of him.

But those areas had already been taken, so he had to get creative.

And by creative, I mean he just asked you where you wanted it.

Trust me, no one else seemed to do that so you were like :0

Ankle.

So that's where it is.

You usually try to decorate it, since it's the one you got to choose the placement for. Satan enjoys this immensely, even if you put little diamonds around it.

Sure, seems like it’s Asmo’s mark, not his, but you maintain and pay special attention to it so there is no way that he’s going to complain about it.

However, as a result, whenever it lights up, you don’t really notice. The first time you actually saw it, and you didn’t just feel a pull on the other end, was when you were crossed legged on your bed doing school work.

Your ankle lit up in a blinding green aura and you looked down before you saw your door slamming open.

“Fucking scummy little—”

“Woah there, Satan.”

And that was that. There was nothing particularly grandiose about it, and Satan usually doesn’t touch his mark. At least, not as much as the others do theirs, but that’s because there aren’t many opportunities.

The only time he has was because you had rested your feet on his lap and he was more than happy to admire it.

Asmodeus:

Asmo knew immediately. Like love at first sight but more like, location at first sight.

Honestly, he didn’t think he would ever make a pact with you, but he had to claim your chest. Right over your heart, it was just too pretty of a spot to ignore. And insanely intimate.

Two things he adored.

So, naturally, he just pressed his hand to your chest, which caught you off guard and then it was branded. Quick as. However, not before he was able to proposition you at least twice.

In the same sentence.

Somehow, he still amazed you with his ability to try and get you into bed. So far, it’s been unsuccessful. Maybe one day though...

The mark glows pink, but it has some heart particles, but no one’s ever seen it except you and that was because Asmo decided he wanted your attention while you were in the shower.

He’s also the only brother to never see it or touch his mark. Because, well, he can’t exactly caress your chest without it looking or feeling a little odd. The only time he gets away with it is at parties and it’s usually to ‘stake his claim’.

That’s what he calls it anyway, you prefer to call it ‘jealousy’.

Asmo just really loves his mark, please let him see it.

Beelzebub:

Beel asked if he could put it on your stomach for... obvious reasons. A bit taken aback as you were, you sort of just nodded.

Bad idea, it made you hungry for weeks afterwards, but you had a feeling that was just Beel’s insatiable appetite shining through the bond.

Similar to Asmo’s, it is in a bit of an intimate spot, so Beel usually just lays his head against it when you’re lying down. It’s kinda cute, he looks like a puppy. He even likes the head pats sometimes.

But usually, Beel will just trail his fingers along it whenever he can. He’ll hug you from behind just to ensure it’ll work out with his hand against the mark.

Unlike the others, Beel's mark is far more reactive and glows red whenever he is or you are hungry. Which works out in it being constantly lit up.

It's been so bad you can't really wear anything too thin or people will point it out. The most embarrassing instance was when you were talking to Diavolo and he had pointed it out.

"MC, you should eat."

Mortified, you had simply shook your head. "That's Beel."

Honestly, you loved the mark, but it would be wonderful if it could go five minutes without lighting up like a light bulb.

Beel loves this, however. It's like a little cue to tell you to eat.

Belphegor:

By the time Belphie got there, the best places were gone.

He went for your hip, which you thought was a little strange until he pulled you down for a nap. Then you realised.

You had a possessive little shit on your hands.

Every time you go to sleep, you best believe he is forcing you to be the little spoon so he can trace along the pact mark. He really loves doing it.

And, you wouldn't admit it, but it is really soothing.

However, not a lot of people know where Belphie’s is. In fact, the only one who does is Mammon and he was very unhappy about it.

“BELPHEGOR! Ya can’t just—just put it right on their hip. That’s a real sensitive area!”

Unamused, Belphegor had simply looked him in the eyes. “I know, that’s why it’s there.”

It is safe to say you didn’t not have any naps with Belphegor for a while after that.

The mark glows purple a lot. More than anyone else's, because it lights up whenever your sleep and you were very prone to all-nighters for school or with Levi. At least it doesn’t have the strength to light up whenever Belphie is sleepy, or it wouldn’t stop. 

Funnily enough, little ‘Z’s come out of the mark when it lights up, which you found hilarious. When you tried to tell him, he was asleep and you ended up trapped in a very tight hold.

Safe to say, he did not find out that day.

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Passing Notes 【Souichi x Reader Fluff】

Summary: You and Souichi had never really spoken before. But after getting new seats, you two start to exchange notes with one another.

It all started when the new semester started and everyone was assigned new seats.

The class had been proceeding the same as always when suddenly a folded-up piece of paper landed on Souichi’s desk.

Opening it up he saw the words,

Y/N: Sorry, but what page are we on?

Turning to the side where the paper came from, he saw you. You had turned towards him, but weren't looking directly at him.

You and Souichi had never really spoken to one another before. Thinking about it now, Souichi had never seen you talk to anyone before. The only time you spoke was when the teacher called on you to answer a problem. Other than that you were silent, always hiding in your own shadow as you tried to avoid interacting with people.

Writing the page number under your words, he slid the paper back onto your desk. Giving him a small bow as a thank you, you quickly turned to the assigned page.

From that day on, you would pass notes to Souichi whenever the teacher wasn't looking.

Although most of the notes you passed him were brief and casual, today you started off by asking him a heavy question.

Y/N: What do boys like?

Souichi squinted in confusion as he looked down at the note. What kind of question was that?

Turning his head to the side, he looked at you. You were looking down at the worksheet on your desk, trying your best to focus on the problems written on it.

Souichi sighed deeply as he looked back at the note. He noisily moved the nails around in his mouth as he thought to himself.

Are you trying to figure out a way to approach a guy? How is he supposed to answer that? The question is way too broad.

Scribbling on the back of the paper, he poked your elbow and handed it back to you.

S: Everyone is different. If it’s a guy you like, you should just ask him yourself.

Ripping another piece of paper from your journal, you wrote back.

Y/N: But I’ve never actually talked to him before… S: Love at first sight type of thing?

Suddenly, you shoved the paper into your bag and turned away from Souichi. The conversation between the two of you ended there.

Souichi couldn’t help but wonder that night why you thought it would be a good idea to ask him such a thing. Although he didn’t have social anxiety like you, he certainly wasn’t popular or qualified enough to answer such questions. But still, he felt proud that you thought so highly of him.

When the next day came, you immediately started to pass Souichi notes.

Y/N: Do you like cookie straws? S: I’ve never had one before. Y/N: I have some. Is strawberry okay? S: Yeah! I love strawberry!

When lunch came, you reached into your bag and pulled out a small pink package.

Scribbling onto a piece of paper, you handed both to the pale boy.

Y/N: These are from my home country. They’re my favorite. I hope you like them too…

Just as Souichi was about to verbally thank you, you got up from your seat and walked out of the classroom.

He'll just have to thank you later.

After finishing his own bento, Souichi opened the package. He was surprised when the delicious smell of strawberry filled the air around him.

“Woah. These are really good!” Souichi said to himself as he ate the sweet snack in big bites.

Before he knew it, he had eaten all 10 cookie straws in one go.

When lunch finally came to an end, you walked back into the classroom.

Sliding a piece of paper onto your desk, Souichi gave you a smile.

S: Thanks for the cookies. They were super good.

You gave Souichi a small bow and placed the note into your bag.

As the class went on, you didn’t make any attempts to pass him any more notes. Souichi rested his head in his hand as he looked at you. His eyes looked you up and down as you continued to write in your notebook.

Now that he got a good look at you, you were actually kind of cute. Because you were a foreigner, you stood out like a sore thumb, but not necessarily in a bad way. Maybe that’s why you felt anxious about hanging out with people so much?

Souichi tensed up a bit as you suddenly turned and look at him.

Pulling your notebook up, you showed him what you had been doing.

Souichi quickly put his hand up to his mouth, trying to stifle his laughter as he looked upon a drawing you had done. It was the homeroom teacher hanging from the ceiling as he continued to ‘teach’ the class. Even though it was just a sketch, the detail was amazing.

Ripping out a piece of paper from his own notebook, he passed you a note.

S: You’re really good at drawing. What else can you draw?

He could see a small blush appear on your cheeks as you read his note.

Taking out a new piece of paper, you moved your textbook in a way that hindered Souichi from seeing what you were doing.

When you finished, you folded the paper half and passed it to him.

Souichi’s eyes widened in surprise as he opened it up to see a picture of him. You had drawn him in his current uniform, but with a long vampire cape. The nails in his mouth had been replaced real vampire fangs, making him look like the vampire he always wanted to be.

Souichi couldn’t help but stare at the drawing. It was the most amazing thing he had ever received.

He didn’t exactly know how to thank you, but he needed to give you something in return.

As the class was coming to an end, Souichi handed you one last note.

S: If you want to talk with the guy you like, why not try greeting him in the morning?

It wasn’t much, but it was a start. It would help you break the ice with the guy you liked and even help cure your social anxiety too.

You looked down at the note with emotionless eyes. When the final bell rang, you shoved it into your bag and quickly made your way out of the class.

As the next day came, Souichi noticed that you had arrived before him today.

He gave you a small bow as he sat down in his seat next to you. However, you didn’t bow back. Instead, you turned towards him and rubbed your wrist with your hand. Your mouth moved in small motions, but no words came out. Not that he could hear at least.

Not able to understand what you had just said, Souichi tiled his head to the side in confusion. He was expecting you to try to speak again, but you just turned to the other side and, taking out a random textbook from your desk, pretended to read from it.

The entire time the class went on, you hadn’t tried to pass him any more notes again.

Had something happened between you and the guy you liked? Maybe you finally talked to him?

Souichi suddenly started to feel irritated as he thought about how you might be trying to throw him away now that your social anxiety was slowly being cured.

When cleaning duty came, you and Souichi had been assigned to eraser cleaning duty.

You had kept your distance from Souichi most of the time, but as people started to slowly leave the classroom, you walked up to him.

Bringing a piece of white chalk up to the blackboard, you wrote in tiny letters.

Y/N: Can I call you by your first name?

You placed the chalk down and stared at the words, waiting for the raven-haired boy to respond.

Taking the chalk into his own hands, Souichi wrote back.

S: Sure

Wrapping your hand around your wrist, you started to nervously rub it again. You tried to look up at the boy, but your eyes quickly looked in a different direction when his eyes met yours.

“……Souichi…”

Souichi’s face suddenly felt warm as you whispered his name.

Taking the chalk back into your hand again, you quickly wrote.

Y/N: You can call me by my first name. It’s Y/N.

He already knew your first name. There was no need to remind him.

“Y/N.”

You jolted at the sound of your name coming from the tall boy beside you.

Quickly grabbing an eraser, you erased the writing and ran to the open window. Souichi laughed as a huge cloud of chalk dust surrounded you, causing you to go into a small coughing fit.

He was happy that you actually tried to talk to him. Even if it was just you saying his name and running away in embarrassment.

When the day finally came to an end, Souichi noticed that you hadn’t gotten out of your seat yet. You stayed as still as possible until you two were the only ones left in the classroom.

He was going to write you a note to ask what was wrong, but he stopped when you turned towards him.

You brought your hands up to your desk and pushed your body up, almost as if you were about to leave. But then you suddenly sat back down again.

You had also wrapped your hand around your wrist for a second, however, you quickly pulled it away when you looked at the boy sitting next to you.

You looked extremely nervous.

Taking a deep breath, you spoke in a calm but slightly loud voice.

“Good morning!”

Souichi’s eyes widened in surprise as his cheeks burned red. He finally understood everything that had been going on with you.

Unsure how to respond, he just continued to look at your ever-worsening anxious expression.

Suddenly you pushed yourself off your seat and grabbed your bag. Souichi moved from his own seat as you walked to the door of the classroom.

Rushing towards you, he put his hand out and grabbed the strap of your bag, stopping you from going any further.

His heart raced as he looked into your eyes and responded.

“…Good morning.”