mob shots

** lyrics from strovi’s Execution Girl !! **

So judging by how Tsubomi and her friends were talking about gossip outside of school, and how eager her friends were to catch her in an embarrassing state (ch.94.01), I think it’s possible that there is some kind of low key rivalry and resentment between some of the girls. And if this were the case, it’d make sense for Tsubomi to be the main target, her being the school’s idol after all,,

Anywayy, realistically, I don’t think it’d be as dramatic as I depicted it in my art, I just really like exaggerating things lol

anonymous asked:

do you have tips on comic compostions and angling/framing of scenes beacuse holy fudge what the actual hell your mob comic is An Expirience

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhOOOOOOOOOOOO BO Y AIGHT

I’m gonna take this ask as a chance to masterpost about this comic.

Since there wasn’t a set time limit for this comic, I went all ham for it, which means there’s a lot of thought about angles/framing n shit in this sumbitch. (keep in mind i’m still learning this craft myself as i go along so FEEL FREE TO IMPROVE WHEREVER)

I’ll go in depth about it but all of my tips can be summed up with : 

go for the emotion of the scene.

Everything I do, I do to try and heighten the feeling in a scene. What I’m about to describe were all choices to try and maximize the emotional impressions.

Angles 

First off, everything in this comic (with the exception of panels 7-9 on page 4) is from Mob’s POV. It’s all built from there. keep in mind goin forward -

We start with Mob terrified of being spotted, of running into anyone. So I strained the perspective to make it feel too close for comfort, despite how far away his other limbs are. I also used the angle to emphasize the “spotlight”, pushing Mob into further discomfort, like he’s being watched anyways.

Mob fears he just murdered someone ? At his lowest moment in this comic? This is where the camera looks down on Mob the most.

Time for shock and awe that the man’s alive ! So Reigen is angled UP, building his Bigness in Mob’s eyes. Most subsequent shots repeat this, keeping us grounded in Mob’s perspective.

Here, Mob is literally on his knees asking for answers. So I pushed for an angle to make him seem really tiny. I wanted him to look as small as he feels.

In the next few pages, the angles basically level out (and I’ll talk more about why in other sections***) until

Mob has just touched back. This was a direct action on his part, so just as I’d built Reigen with that tilt up, it’s Mob’s turn to share that space.

Once Mob fears for the lives of the police, we shift back to high angles. Using a high angle to make a character seem small isn’t groundbreaking but it’s something to chew anyways.

This is less about the angle and more about how cramped everything is. Mob feels backed into a corner unless he can get Reigen to relent. So the tightness and how Reigen looms reflects this.

And here, I mirrored the very first panel. Once again we have a shot of Mob’s back, walking into the light of a streetlamp. But this angle is gentle in comparison, even if slightly off center. We can see where the light comes from so it ceases to feel less like an omnipotent threat and more mundane. Perhaps even hopeful.

Paneling 

I’m sorry to say I feel this is one of my weak points as a creator. I’d like to improve here the most. Most of my panels can be summed up with ‘slant = energized’, ‘straight = stable’. BUT. I did take a few liberties here and it’s good to point them out.

Broken glass to heighten the ouch on Mob’s part.

Salt man don’t give a fuck. he IS the panel. //adds to the energy of this moment

This break from the panels is meant to make Mob hitting Reigen a more immediate threat.

Same with Reigen reaching around it here. He’s still in danger of being shreddy shreddy at this point.

Sometimes a panel will bleed off, to give a more ‘open space’ feel. I like to use it in subtle “oh” moments. That’s the best I could describe it.

annnnnd nothin like a casual reminder on the edges of panels about what would happen should the police show up.

Staging/Body Language

Once Reigen shows up, he dominates the frame, even in shots where mob is closer to the audience. Again, this is all to emphasize how Big Reigen seems to a scared Mobbu.

Mob pushes himself to corners, Reigen’s given the bulk of the space. 

He stands taller than mob and makes the frame uneven.

Even his hand feels huge in comparison.

***That is, until Reigen has a better perception of what’s going on.

Then his actions and staging reflect this.

Reigen kneels down, trying to make himself smaller both to Mob, and in the frame.

The staging reflects Reigen’s attempts to get on even ground, literally and metaphorically.

Mob’s still pushing himself into corners, but now Reigen has actively surrendered some of the space.

Still just, trying to get some of Mob’s perspective.

And from this point onwards, Reigen and Mob share the space/frame more evenly. 

Even in shots where Reigen’s kinda large, he no longer seems so imposing.

Mob still looks up to him but we no longer have such dramatic shots tilting him up and having him hog the focus of the panel.

And we save the closest-closeup, both in staging and in how close our characters physically feel for last. Because bonding and shit.

Coloring

Decided to make the use of color sort of uncomfortable. Hinted at in edges but not really a presence of their own. Hard to tell what the color of anything is because it’s all nonsense in ur peripherals.

Until we get to humans. But this color seems more invasive, and doesn’t really touch mob in a positive way.

Till we get to these splash of color, messy and kinda unorganized but it’s exactly what Mob needs to bring some order.

From here we get a muted color wash, there but still slightly dulled.

The first hint we get of the saturation to come is centered around the touch.

We slowly fade into full blown saturation once Mob reaches back.

Fanfic bonus

The name meanings of Jun and Tetsuo, since this is the street where they live and why not ahaha.

There’s a lot of bird imagery in ABoT so I

“Kid, it’s like lifting a feather.”

And even tho Reig gets a cool halo from the streetlights n shit

We all know who the real angel is

Other fun shit

Mob’s outfit is based on Sakurai’s outfit when he was orphaned as a child.

I literally put the streetlight directly behind the hand in this shot because I lack subtlety and love it.

There are 2 times where I cut out a bit of (frankly beautiful) wordage in order to show things better visually. Both times happen when Mob’s stopped paying attention.

First with Reigen’s words just becoming a flood of nonsense pretty sounds.

The second when Mob’s thinking about the possibility of his barrier being gone.

also here u guys can have some behind the scenes shenanigans

7

Prompto’s Photos, chronologically - 54/?

Mobbed- "Could you just hold me?"

As Shawn’s girlfriend of 3 years you got lots of attention from his fans. Although you aren’t a singer or an actor, just dating Shawn made you popular throughout social media and such.

You loved Shawn’s fans almost as much as he did. They supported him in the thing he loves to do, and that means the world to you. They make him happy, and that’s all you could ever ask for. Though, sometimes they got out of hand. It wasn’t necessarily their fault, it just sorta happened.

If Shawn was somewhere out in the public you had to be sure to have lots of security and a back up plan if something went wrong. His security team was very strict but for good reasons. Shawn was very strict with you if you went out. People recognized you almost as much as they did with Shawn.

Shawn felt bad that he had taken your privacy away. You couldn’t go grocery shopping without a body guard. You couldn’t go get new clothes without having the whole store empty. But that’s how life is now. You could sacrifice your privacy if it help Shawn sleep at night. He was always worried. He got very anxious when you were out. He would hate if something were to happen because of his popularity. But he can’t protect you from everything.

Today Shawn would be playing at the Staples Center in Los Angles. You had been tagging along with him on tour for the summer. It was a hard school year with you at your university and him traveling, but now that school was out all you did was spend time with him.

Right now you guys were heading into the Staples Center to begin sound check, meet and greet and much more. There was lots to do before each show so you had to be there earlier.

And of course Shawn had very dedicated fans that would show up and watch him walk into the arena every time. He would usually stop and take pictures with as many girls as he could, but he couldn’t spend all day out there. If it was up to him, he would.

Right now the some of the security team was in the bus with you, Shawn, Andrew, and Geoff.

“Ok we are gonna have 3 guards on Shawn, 2 on Y/N, one on Geoff and one of Andrew. Just follow them and you’ll be good,” the main guard explained. Everyone nodded then dispersed to get anything else they need from the bus before leaving to the arena.

You followed Shawn to the back of the bus where the was a queen bed that you two shared. It was like the master bedroom of the RV. You had noticed that Shawn had an upset look on his face when he left so you went to investigate.

“Babe, is everything ok? You seemed upset when we left the meeting,” you asked placing your hand on his back and running it up and down a bit.

“Yeah I’m fine. I’m just kinda upset that you only have 2 guards. You know how crazy the girls can get. Maybe we can get one of my guards to go with you,” he explained thinking out loud. You reacted quickly grabbing his shoulder and making him face towards you.

“No way. Shawn they are here to see you. They are going to want a picture with you. They are going to be mobbing you. If you want to keep me happy, then you will take 3 guards. I love you so much, and I know you are used to protecting me, but let me protect you every now and then,” you fought back.

“Ok fine, but if anything happens to you, I’m gonna lose it,” he responded letting his protective side come out again.

“Ok baby,” you said running your hands through his hair. You stood on your tippy toes and gave him a kiss on cheek before going to the bathroom to check your makeup.

About 5 minutes later everyone was gathered in living room paired up with their guards. You were standing next to Paul and Robert your body guards. Paul was about 5'10 and had a Mexican heritage. He had many tattoos up is arms. He always seemed to look pissed off which honestly scared you. Robert was about 6'1 and he was originally from LA. He had worked as a guard for many years which made Shawn very comfortable when you were with him. Paul was newer to security but he was knowledgeable and strong.

“Everyone ready?” Geoff questioned nearing the door. There were many answers but overall the were all just yes. Geoff’s guard opened the door and immediately there were screams.

First Geoff and Andrew went. Then Shawn. You watched as he stepped out and listened as the screams got 4 times louder, if that is even possible. You have them a second before walking out. The screams didn’t stop. Robert was in front of you and Paul was behind you. The minute you got on the other side of the barricade you knew this crowd was stronger than any other you had faced. There were just so many girls. This gave you an anxious feeling.

You began to push forward. There were phones in your face. People pulling on your hair. People tugging on your clothes. Paul and Robert did their best to push anyone to close away.

“We need back up, up here,” you heard John, Shawn’s guard, say into the radio that was hanging off Roberts belt. Your head snapped up looking for any sight of Shawn, though you couldn’t see anything over Roberts tall figure.

Since you were the only other person with more than 1 guard, your guards were the back up.

“I’m gonna help them out,” Robert yelled over the screaming to Paul. Paul reacted quickly coming in front of you. He began to push girls out of the way as Robert maneuvered through the sea of girls o make it to Shawn.

Paul was doing his best, but it wasn’t enough. The girls got so overwhelming. You began to have shorter breaths. You knew what gonna happen if you didn’t calm down, but you didn’t see that happening soon.

You knees began to get wobbly due to the lack of oxygen. You put your hand on Paul’s shoulders for support.

The girls were too much. They were loud, they were close, and they weren’t stopping. You put one hand on your throats feeling it starting to close up. Everything didn’t feel real. You felt like you were in a whole other world. Everything was spinning and every now and then thing would just go black.

You’re chest was killing you. You felt like the weight on the world was resting upon your chest. You were overwhelmed with fear. The fear of being trampled. Or crushed.

By now Paul had realized the state you were in and knew something was wrong.

“There’s something wrong with Y/N. I need help,” he said into his radio. He turned towards you putting his arms under your arms trying to hold you up.

You couldn’t breathe, you blacking out, and everything felt like it was falling to pieces.

“Y/N focus on my eyes. Keep your eyes open,” Paul instructed you. You did your best to follow his instructions but it was so hard. All you wanted to do was collapse. You were just overwhelmed by everything.

You must have blacked out for a couple seconds because when you woke up you were being transferred into someone else’s arms. You looked up and you were met with a pair of soft brown eyes.

“I got baby. I need to you to focus on breathing. Take deep breaths,” Shawn directed. You looked around you realizing the guards had made a circle surrounding you and Shawn.

“Shawn, I need out,” you stuttered. Fear was just kept washing over you.

“I know baby, we are working on it,” he responded. As a group everyone moved forward. Most of you weight was in Shawn’s arms. As much as you tried you couldn’t manage to keep your self up on your own. You were sure if Shawn wasn’t holding you up you could be on the floor. That just scared you even more.

After about 2 minutes of pushing and shoving the group made it to the safety of Shawn’s room in the arena. By now Shawn had just picked you up bridal style realizing that you couldn’t walk on your own. You were in the same state of mind but it was starting to calm down. But Shawn wasn’t calming down.

“What do you need babe? Should I call an ambulance? What do want me to do,” he pleaded. He was almost as distressed as you were. He sat informs of you on the floor while you sat on the couch speechless. You were trying to figure out what happened.

“Could you just hold me,” you asked not being able to come up with anything else. All you really wanted right now was to feel the comfort and safety of Shawn’s arms. He seemed to understand that. He silently moved to the couch pulling you softly into his lap. You rested your head on his shoulder pushing your face farther into his neck. He had one arm under you keeping you from slipping off and the other was playing with your hair. This helped calm you down. After a couple minutes you were pretty calmed down.

“What happened babe? Nothing like this has happened before?” Shawn asked.

“Everything was fine at first. Robert was in front of me, Paul behind me. Then someone asked for backup so Robert left. Which means I had Paul and that was it. Although he’s great, there wasn’t much he could do on his own. The girls just got so overwhelming,” your lip trembled as you recalled the recent events. You shook off the fear that came creeping up again.

“Babe, I’m so sorry. I gonna make sure next time everyone has more guards. That was so unfair to you,” he said his grip getting tighter on you.

“It’s over babe. Nothing we can do. Just hold me, and never let go,” you mumbled getting comfortable again.

“Ok, I can do that,” he responded.

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tsukithewolf  asked:

I just wanted to let you know that I am so unbelievably emotionally attached to your comic from ABoT where Mob and Reigen meet. I adore the lighting and how the comic gradually becomes saturated with color. The emotional moment when Mob grabs onto Reigen and the stunned joy on his face blows me away every time. I just love everything about the comic. At this point if you redrew that comic like you did the Mogami scene, you may just destroy my heart. Just saying because I can't imagine it (1/2)

(2/2) any more astounding and lovely than it already is. I’ll never get my breath back. Thank you for the beautiful work, Joey, and I look forward to all for your future art pieces!! 

ahhh gosh thank you so much ;v; indeed a lot of heart went into it and i’m blushu

Funny enough though, the current comic is already a redraw ^^ Way back in January-ish, I had a whole other version fully drafted, which I took a solid look at and went: y’know what. i can do this better.

And so I did ! It went from 9 pages to 13, and basically every page is radically different from the page that preceded it. You even have Reigen without his Honker.

You can see the old drafts here!

Library

Originally posted by baromyuandbreadaddicts

Library 

Minsik had been staring at the same paragraphs for the past two hours. No matter how hard he tried to study it was no help at all, but he promised his mom he’d, at least, spend the evening in the library.

It was pretty late on the weekend so the library was pretty empty aside from a few desperate students trying to squeeze in some more homework time.

He got up just to stretch his legs. He needed to do something before he fell asleep. On his lap around the library, he came across you reaching for a book. At first, he didn’t think anything of it, but then he saw you jump for the book. You actually jumped and barely grazed it. In your defense, it was pretty snuggly tucked away.

He hid behind the aisle when he saw you look around. You set down your backpack and stretched your arms before taking a deep breath.

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