the mutes

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Aug 22, 2017

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Starting this up again because my summer is almost over and I wanted to show a couple of quick snaps of my workspace. Honestly, I love it so much and I’m so happy to be out of the dorms and in an apartment with some of my friends! 

Still going into Graphic Design. I started my freshman year with biochemistry and found it was not for me. I needed more creative freedom so this semester is all about building my portfolio for a portfolio review in December. They will then tell me if I actually get into Graphic Design or not. Praying I do.

Putting together my workspace was so satisfying. I had a picture in my head and it came out perfect. I’m waiting for some more photos to come in the mail to add them to the wall. 

I’m incorporating my love for kpop with my personal preference of colors and created a unique aesthetic that I’m so pleased with! At first, I wasn’t sure how to combine the crazy world of kpop and the very designer feel of Graphic Design together but I managed.

For future posts, you will see more of my bullet journal/kpop journal feat. in the pictures. So excited. I will also show my artwork that I will be working on as well.

I’m slowly catching up on stuff (spent a long weekend with friends and before that France happened) and loving the fact that I came back just when all the amazing art and fics for the sbbb are getting posted. This is your warning that even though I haven’t been super active for a bit, I’m about to drop a fuckton of art and stuff on you guys, hope you’re all okay with that :P

Imagine

Mute Dadsona AU where Amanda of course knows sign language and makes it her goal in life to teach the kids at the cul de sac the basics, at least, so they can understand her dad.

Craig used to be fluent but he’s gotten a little rusty over time so he needs some practice but that’s fine! He and MC probably also have a lot of made up or secret signs only they know. He also helps his kids practice what Amanda shows them.

Hugo has learned the basics plus some more complex stuff just from dealing with dadsona and Amanda at school. Ernest acts like he doesn’t care but he and Lucien probably practice it together and are surprisingly good at it.

Damien immediately orders books and guides and dives right into learning more and ends up becoming near fluent faster than Craig can relearn it. Lucien is kinda along for the ride but he kinda likes using it like a secret code at school with Ernest and Amanda. Damien surprises Dadsona with his knowledge by bringing over a bouquet in person and signing he explanation for each flower. Dadsona cries a little.

Brian kinda struggles with picking it up but he’s okay with it because Daisy picked it up so quickly and she’s usually around when Dadsona is so he relies on his little girl for a translator until he can figure out more. He and Dadsona still have competitions though…

Mat gets nervous that he rambles too much around Dadsona since MC can’t stop him or speak over him. The first sign he learns is probably “it’s okay” just because MC uses it so much… Carmensita isn’t really the best at actually doing the signs but she can “read” them pretty well.

Robert I want to be fluent. Like maybe his wife was deaf or mute or a close family member was and so he is entirely fluent with sign language and so is Val and Amanda and Dadsona love that but Robert cannot be trusted as a translator. Someone will ask what Dadsona signed and Robert tells them that the MC killed someone and he needs them to drive him to the state border. MC then punches Robert’s arm, Robert giggles, then he gives the correct translation.

Joseph has no freaking idea what they mean for the longest time, he’s so busy with the kids and church events he hardly has time to stop and learn, but when he has the time he’ll look stuff up and he’ll stop MC or Amanda on the road to ask for a few phrases so he’s learning! The kids mostly don’t know it and Amanda is a liiiiiittle scared to teach them…

Mary learns through trial and error during nights out with MC and Robert and just guesses until she gets it right. Her guesses are more and more ridiculous as she drinks more and it makes Dadsona both exasperated while also holding back cackles. Mary secret learns some other phrases by watching Joseph and Damien and Robert.

anonymous asked:

You should write some mute lance, whether its him having been mute in the past, being a selective mute, being injured and becoming mute, or straight up not talking anymore, i think you'd write it well

Okay!! 

I kinda went on my own here, Whoops

On contrary to belief Lance didn’t like to talk. Well scratch that, he loved talking but he didn’t like to be talked over. Everytime he was talked over he immediately clamped up and he felt a lump form in his throat. Being the youngest in his family only lead to Lance being talked over constantly. 

It wasn’t uncommon for Lance to stop telling a story because everyone started a different conversation. It wasn’t uncommon for Lance to never finish a thought because someone would constantly interrupt him. 

Lance wasn’t a fighter so when this happened he would just clamp his mouth shut and listen to what the other person had to say, because it was obviously more important. 

Lance found himself talking less and less around his parents, siblings, and classmates. Nobody ever commented on Lance’s new quietness so Lance had no reason to start talking again. Lance would go days without saying anything to anyone. He communicated through shrugs and nods. 

Why should I talk, everyone is happier when I don’t. 

-

Fast forward to the Garrison when Lance met his roommate Hunk. Hunk wasn’t loud but he wasn’t quiet either. Sometimes Lance didn’t even hear him enter the room while other days Lance would hear him hallways away.  He liked Hunk, Hunk never pressured him to talk, Hunk just kept him company throughout their days. 

Hunk would ramble about projects he was working on and homework and Lance would listen quietly. It didn’t even dawn on Lance that he had never said anything to Hunk before in his life. 

They were both in their room, Lance on his bed reading a book while Hunk was laying on the floor building something. 

“Dang it, these wires all look the same, I can never tell them apart.” Hunk ran his hands through his hair in annoyance. 

Lance looked at his distressed roommate and looked down at his book. “Why don’t you put colored tape around the different wires.” Lance’s voice slightly cracked due to the lack of use and Hunk screamed. Not like a small scream but like ‘help someone is getting stabbed scream.’ 

Lance jumped causing is book to fly across his bed and he stared at Hunk who was staring at Lance his hands over his mouth. 

Lance swallowed around a small lump that was forming at the base of his throat. He inhaled “Sorry I didn’t mean to…scare you?” Lance wasn’t sure what he did wrong exactly. 

Hunk blinked a few times and slowly removed his hands from his mouth. His breathing started to slow down as he continued to stare at Lance. 

Lance started to shift where he sat. Why he is just staring at me? Lance was about to bolt out of the room but Hunk regained his bearings before he moved. 

“I’m sorry for screaming! You just have never talked before and I thought you were mute or something. Then you just spoke and I got scared. Like I wasn’t expecting that at all.” Hunk inhaled until his lungs ached “Sorry I’m rambling.” 

Lance smiled at his roommate “Hunk you ramble all the time, I’m used to it.”

Hunk started to laugh and before Lance knew it he was laughing with Hunk. They only stopped when they heard a knock on their door. 

“Officer Davis, opened the door. We have a complaint of a noise disturbance.”

Hunk and Lance shared a look and started laughing and Hunk went to open the door. 

-

Hunk and Lance became best friends within a week. They had shared everything with each other, and Hunk didn’t interrupt Lance once when he was talking. If he accidently did he would apologize immediately and beg Lance to continue what he was saying. 

Lance started to love talking again. 

-

The only time Lance would have trouble talking would be when he came back from a break. When Lance was around his family long enough he would clamp up again, but slowly Hunk would bring him back out of his shell. 

-

Hunk could only do so much and sometimes it wasn’t enough. They had just saved a planet from the Galra and they were all meeting up with the leader. 

Now Lance didn’t usually talk during diplomatic missions but he felt obligated to speak up when it concerned him. The leader was discussing how helpful the blue lion was and how it help save the planet. 

“You must tell me Blue paladin, how does the ice work?” The leader placed his (hand?) tentacle on Lance’s shoulder. 

“Well you see, Blue and I ha-” 

“That’s interesting but like was it just the lion acting on their own?”

“Kinda, you see I have to put my bay-”

“So are you not needed to fly Blue? If she does all the work what do you do?”

“Well I have to fly he-”

“But they are magic lions, surely they can fly on their own.” 

Lance opened his mouth to respond but slammed it shut before any words were formed. Then Lance did what he did best, he shrugged. That was all he did. 

The leader looked at him a bit skeptical before nodding “So how does the ice get formed?” 

Lance shrugged again. He kept his eyes directly on the leader and his lips sealed. Lance was nudged by Shiro, he didn’t care he wasn’t going to talk. He looked at the leader one more time before walking towards Blue and flew back to the castle. 

-

Lance didn’t bounce back like Hunk prayed he would. It had been about 2 weeks since the last time he said anything. He just shrugged and nodded. Never even opening his mouth except to eat. The castle was quieter than any of them wanted it to be. Mealtimes were filled with force conversation and Lance scarfing down his food in order to leave. 

Even during missions Lance wouldn’t say anything, Blue would send the other lions messages so everyone knew that things were going well but Lance never talked. 

When they met new species Lance would stand in the background silently, just watching everyone. 

Hunk tried his hardest. He would talk about things he knew Lance liked, but Lance would just smile and pat him on the back and walk away. 

The team couldn’t get Lance to talk, and they tried. They did everything they could but Lance would just sit in silence. He didn’t even talk to Coran, and that broke the older man heart. 

-

The paladins were hosting a party in the castle with about 7 species from different planets. They all worked together and received a huge win. 

Everyone was talking and enjoying the party and Lance was standing by the wall sipping his drink. He watched a boy, around his age, walk towards him. 

His arms and neck were covered in tattoos and he has pointy ears with piercing all over his body. His skin was a soft blue and his hair was a bright red. He smiled at Lance and stood by him. 

The boy thanked Lance for saving his planet, and of course Lance caught onto his flirting techniques. 

Lance laughed, like a real laugh. The first laugh in weeks maybe months. It echoed through the room and every paladin heard it. They attempted not to make it obvious but they were all listening to see if Lance would do anything more. 

Lance, who was completely oblivious to what his teammates were doing, stuck his hand out to the boy. “The names Lance.” 

Self-Projecting? Do I Know Her? 

Hell yeah I was self-projecting. 

I’m basically how I write Lance XD 

I hope you like it!

Sorry it took so long!!

Thank you for this!

Btw give it up for my bisexual son ❤💜💙

Tumblr writing aesthetic is really nice with its high quality photos of stylish cafes, lattes, and beautiful minimalist writing desks, but lets also take time to appreciate more realistic writing aesthetics. 

Mine is being fourteen years old, sitting on the floor taking shots of off-brand mountain dew to stay awake, and misspelling my main character’s first name as I approach the end of a fourteen hour writing marathon. 

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