cloud clip

sometimes quiet is violent

Can a man still be brave if he’s afraid? That is the only time a man can be brave. - GRRM

In other words, Credence set himself out on an impossible search and rescue mission for the real Percival Graves and, to his astonishment, succeeds.

Read Part 1 of 2 on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10723539/chapters/23761023

(Part Two)

…this was as close as I could get with limited options. Ah well *shrugs*

@esamastation

Wow. It feels like it’s been a while since I’ve finished any original artworks… might’ve been sometime last year? I needed some new promotional materials though, and I can’t use fanart for that, so I drew my chickadee character for a change. ^^ (Poor girl still has no name…)

I’m pretty happy with how this turned out though.

Artwork and character © 2017 Sloan
Please don’t use, repost or edit without permission; thanks!

3 in 100 : Ushijima Wakatoshi

justagirlwholovesanime: 086: “I knew it was a mistake to get the twins matching clothes.” with Ushijima

All the fluffy parenting requests are killing me.


“Hoshi,” Ushijima said to his daughter, picking her up by the armpits to look her in the eyes. “Put your hat on and get your bag.”

“No!” The girl demanded, kicking her fee indignantly. “And I’m Sora, Papa! Put me down or I’m telling Mama you got me and Hoshi-nee mixed up again.”

Ushijima’s deadpanned. Even at the tender age of four his daughters knew how to bargain their way out of trouble effectively. 

He placed her down with a sigh and she skipped to the kitchen before turning back with a smile. “I’m just kidding, Papa, I am Hoshi. Sora-nee wears the cloud hair clip, I wear the star one.”

The small girl with his eyes tapped the bright yellow hair clip in the shape of a star that pushed back her bangs before she smiled and headed into the kitchen for breakfast. Ushijima sighed. “Still, get your shoes and bag on.”

“No!” Came Hoshi’s indignant reply.

“What’s happen with Hoshi, Toshi-kun?” You asked as you stepped into the hallway, Sora cuddled into your arms.

He smiled. “She won’t get her shoes and bag on,” He pushed the bangs from Sora’s face and kissed her bare forehead, and she giggled and reached out for him. “Hey, sweetheart, ready for school?”

“Yes! Mama did my hair in braids, look Papa!” Sora exclaimed, tilting her head so that her father could see the intricate braids of her brown hair, before she turned back and blinked up at him with your eyes. 

“You haven’t got your cloud clip,” He stated, and Sora thrust it out for him. he chuckled and took it, sitting on the steps with Sora on his lap as he fastened part of her bangs out of her face with the clip.

Sora squealed and jumped up. “Thank you, Papa!” 

“Go into the kitchen and sit next to your sister.” You told Sora and she nodded before turning and heading into the kitchen with a loud ‘Hoshi-nee!’.

Ushijima watched his daughter go before standing up with a huff and turning to you. “I knew it was a mistake to get the twins matching clothes.” He mumbled as he wrapped you in a hug, his forehead pressed against yours. 

“Did you get Hoshi and Sora confused again?” You asked, chuckling when he nodded. “You’ll get used to it, and even I get them confused sometimes.”

He pressed a tender kiss to your forehead.

“Mama and Papa are kissing!” Sora giggled, her head poking around the kitchen entrance.

“Sora-nee, shh!” Hoshi whispered loudly, before dragging her sister back into the kitchen.

Ushijima chuckled and kissed your lips as he smiled. For even though he got the twins mixed up more often than not, and you did too, he had his family that he loved very much.

More than the sky and the stars.