i replaced two of the poster designs from my business cards zines and then made stickers from the designs, also of the bunny from my new year painting because they're a cutie and deserve to be a sticker
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anyways the biggest byler proof to me is that if you switch out either will or mike in any byler scene, it immediately seems off and feels weird. mike and lucas tearing up saying they'll go crazy together? odd. max and will staring at each other's lips in the movie theater and then zooming in on them blushing? unsettling. mike smiling at dustin like how he looked at will in the van? nope.
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Thank you for writing the (messy but neccessary) farcille breakdown. You handled it so wonderfully aaaaaaaah!! Like the other anon I was wondering how far "rock bottom" could get (because chapter 4 already felt pretty rock bottom) but. Yeah. That's pretty rock bottom, huh. The tragedy of loving someone but the other person not understanding <- this applies to both of them.
I think it was really neat how you flipped the question on who's reaching out to who with the academy flashback and the final scene with Namari, because... Marcille clinging onto Falin really is just a reversal of their academy days, isn't it? To everyone who met them after they reunited, it was always Marcille chasing after Falin, but to those who were at the magic academy, it was Falin chasing after Marcille. From picking flowers and berries to eat together, inviting Marcille out to see a play, and generally monopolizing her free time... I'm sure any of them would say the same thing as Namari, but in reverse. No wonder everyone thinks Marcille is just another friend to Falin. They weren't there to witness her pining /j. Idk!! I was rereading the chapter and the academy flashback girl was like "why do you hang off of Marcille so much" and I screamed to myself, "hey wait. HEY WAIT."
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thinking about post-war!Keigo where everything remains the same. Except his wings don't grow back. Everything repairs itself, everything changes back gradually to what it was before but his wings remain the same. Don't remain, rather. It's funny how slow he is, still not adjusted to all of this, given the very purpose of his existence lies in his ability to be fast. Doesn't matter that the reason for his speed is non-existent now. He's a hero, right? Heroes don't cry.
Heroes don't sob over their now-gone cause of existence.
Heroes don't just randomly forget they lost their wings one night, too busy staring at their lover's back with lost, blank eyes.
Unaware of his woefully blank amber eyes, you lay beside him in his bed, which feels uncomfortably large now. Another form of failure that hurt his eyes if he didn't already have enough tears streaming down his ugly, scarred face silently, every time he had to begrudgingly look at himself in the mirror. Your attempts and pleas at spooning him tonight were hushed by his silent gaze. Please let me be useful, they pleaded. You gave up. Now gathered in his arms, both of you felt safe.
So safe that he forgot his empty back for a second. As instinct would have it, his back muscles flexed to move his wings to wrap around you. Closed amber eyes and a fuzzy head full of comfort hampered his worries and woes. His mind was too far gone in your soft to register the fact that he had been trying to do this for quite some time now. Unsuccessful attempts forced him to come back to reality. Body writhing, his eyes opened suddenly, wide and full of shock. His hands froze. Keigo slowly comprehended his actions. His eyes felt wet. Awoken by his movements, your body shifted in a frenzy as you turned to face him, eyes open but vision foggy from residual sleep. Out of pure instinct, you cupped his tear-stricken face as you tried hard to understand what the fuck was going on, the best your foggy mind could. His posture and expression worsened.
"Kei', honey, you okay? Kei', talk to me. Wh-" He fell to your chest hard. And bawled like a fucking child. Fists gripped the fabric of your shirt as he sobbed and cried, for god knows how long. You held him with equal force and gently rocked his body, despite a slight understanding of his sudden breakdown. To an extent, you were aware it was because of his wings, with the way he clutched your backside and felt it like it was his own. Whispering soft coos and sweet nothings into his hair continued for a while and near screaming and sobbing turned into silent cries. Eventually, he calmed down.
Sensing his discomfort and heavy breathing, you combed your hands gently through his blond locks.
"I love you Kei', you know that right?" No response. Just faint nodding. You suppose that would do for now.
uhh hey there V! Call me Rakuyou. This is my first time writing something like this. I've always admired people like you who can express their feelings in words so seamlessly and perfectly. I find Hawks' character quite admirable and well-written, and I most definitely don't gush over the boy every fucking moment. And as for this piece, I'd love to know some tips to write him well and some writing tips that you may wanna share. This might be a Wattpad-level fic at best, but I gave my best. Lemme know your thoughts on this one. I love Keigo and your work!
-Love, Rakuyou.
(Crawls into a black hole and dies.)
I ... I do not have words for this. This knocked on my heart like it was a door and said "actually nevermind I'm coming in anyway" and smashed it to pieces on the way in.
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Hey-Hey There !! [how do I work this thing-]
Hey there! I'm MistyySagee [just call me Mistyy <3] and i'm pretty new to the community! [writing one that is- i've used tumblr before but only to read things.] If you can, please comment or message me with tips on how to write! [much appreciated!] Under the divider there will be a short introduction on myself. Also, please DM if you wanna be friends/mutuals, I need them- O(╥﹏╥)o
. .╭┈ ᐟᐟ☆🗒️💭 intro .ᐟ
. .┇ ◟ name:MistyySagee [or Mistyy]
. .┇ ◟ age:I'm not saying for privacy reasons, but just know that I'm mature enough.
. .┇ ◟ mental age:27
. .┇ ◟ gender/pronouns:She/They, Female
. .┇ ◟ sexuality:bisexual
. .┇ ◟ special interests:Creepypasta, Genshin Impact, Honkai Star Rail 【HSR】, Bungo Stray Dogs 【BSD】, FNaF, MYCT, Dream SMP, Therianthropy, LGBTQIA+, Undertale, MHA/BNHA, Art, Hazbin Hotel, Warrior Cats, Lovejoy, Hatsune Miku, anything w/ Herbs, Music, Witchcraft, ur mom 【I'm sorry】, Gacha Life Games, Quackity, One Piece, Demon Slayer/KNY and so many more.
. .┇ ◟ hyperfixations:Basically my interests
. .┇ ◟ likes:My interests
. .┇ ◟ dislikes:large amounts of blood [it has to be like everywhere though], large knives, basically anything sharp except for scissors and my OC’s weapons 【idk, alright?】
. .┇ ◟ hobbies: Drawing, singing, animating, gaming, writing, watching anime & more ! [im too lazy]
. .┇ ◟personality type:INFP-T
. .┇ ◟ why i'm using tumblr: To make fanfics and post my art and what-not! I might post videos on here, but only here as I can't have a youtube channel [not rn].
. .┇ ◟ linktree! https://linktr.ee/mistyysagee
. .╰ ┈ thanks for reading !٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡
I hope yall wanna see more of my posts !
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