they look so much darker on here i dont get it

Digital Painting: tips for beginners

Heyo! I got asked if I could make a tutorial on digital painting so I’m gonna throw together some advice meant for people who are starting out and want to figure out exactly how this stuff all works. Because it’s hard! What I hope to accomplish here is to make painting more approachable for you.

Firstly, I have put together something like this before, so for archival purposes here it is: http://holy-quinity.tumblr.com/post/89594801811/i-dont-know-how-much-of-this-kind-of-thing-you

For those of you who don’t wanna bother reading that, here are the main points:

1. Learn your program and its tools, from brush properties to layer styles. And I mean learn them. Make a cheatsheet that shows you exactly what each button and scale does, both in isolation and in conjunction with other buttons and scales. Refer to this as much as possible until it is intuitive. The end goal is to know exactly what to do to your brush’s settings to achieve a given effect.

2. It’s perfectly okay to use your sketches, linearts, and other forms of line in your paintings. They can help guide the form and there’s no need to make something fully “lineless”! I never make things “lineless.”

3. Study other people’s art and try to think how they could have possibly achieved the effects they did. You can learn a lot just by observing and mentally recreating the process stroke by stroke—muscle memory is a powerful tool at your disposal. This becomes easier to do once you’ve started doing item 1 above.

OKAY!

So where the heck do you even begin?

What I’m gonna do is try to make digital painting as approachable as possible for someone who’s never really done it. The main idea here is that digital painting is just like real painting. So if you’ve ever done real painting, you already kinda know what’s coming.

I’m gonna assume you know the basics of digital art: you can sketch, line those sketches using layers and opacity changes, and fill the lines with color, maybe even opting to add some shading…and you’ll get something like this:

You know, cell-shaded, or maybe the shading’s blended, but you’ve still obviously a line drawing with color put down on layers beneath the lines.

The next intuitive step is to try going “lineless”…but when you remove the lines you get this:

idk about you but I’m laughing at how stupid this looks

When I was first teaching myself to paint digitally, I didn’t really know how to deal with this. Without lines, the form of the subject vanished or became a mess like the above. Even if I was meticulous and careful about placing down the color such that without the lines layer turned on, the shapes fit together, it didn’t look quite right. There’d be gaps, I wouldn’t know how to incorporate the subject into a background, the contrast wouldn’t be high enough, or it’d just in general look too much like a screenshot from Super Mario 64.

Painting requires a different process than the above. You’ll have to let go of some of your habits and conventions. Such as staying in the lines. Such as fully relying on the lines. Like, I love my lines, I love my sketches—but in painting, they are guides for form, and are not the form itself. So let me go through how I approach a given painting:


My painting process starts with a sketch (here a boring portrait for demonstrative purposes). I make the opacity of the sketch layer something like 30%, and then throw down my base colors on a new layer underneath. I’m not being meticulous about the sketch itself, because again it’s just meant to guide my placement of color. I’m also not meticulous about my placement of the color.

We’re essentially sketching with color. Because ultimately what we want is for the color to take on the form and shapes conveyed by the sketch.

There’s a lot going into this about how to use value, how to shade, how to use color, etc. that I’m kinda skipping over because it takes a lot of time to explain…but there are hundreds of tutorials out there on those topics so please, google around! I found some helpful tuts that way when I was starting out.

Something I find v useful is to keep selecting colors that already exist in your image for shading and hue adjustment. This is why I start with really blendy, low-opacity brushes when throwing down color on top of the background. I can then select colors within there that are a mix of the two.

For instance, I’ll select the color of the lines here:

…and use that to shade:

And maybe I’ll select one of the darker shades around his eye, but not the darkest, to make the shading a smoother gradient…and so on.

What I do in general at this point is go over the shapes and lines of the sketch. Such that I can turn off the sketch layer and see this:

I’m replacing the lines with shading and value. I’ll continue to do this as I keep adding color.

This is all super loose. I am not dedicated to any particular stroke. I just want the colors and shading and light source to be right. I’ll use overlay layers to boost contrast or add a hue.

Here are other examples where I used this process:

I am constantly changing brushes and brush settings as I paint. It really depends on what effect I want where. I am also constantly selecting new colors and applying or blending those in. I don’t believe in having some uniformly applied base color and then shading with only one or two…that’s what I’d do if I was cell-shading like the first drawing I showed you here, but painting should be about messing with color and opacity and blending to make millions of hues!

Good rule of thumb: Hard, opaque brushes for applying color. Soft, dilute brushes for blending colors. Sometimes hard, dilute brushes can make some cool blending effects! I personally prefer harder edges on my shading so that’s a brush I use often.

This is getting a bit long so I’m gonna split it up into multiple parts, but really what I want you to get from this is:

1. learn the tools at your disposal until they are intuitive

2. sketch and line are guides for form, not the form itself

3. rather, hue and value will produce the form

And of course, practice makes perfect!!! Every drawing you make, every painting you make, will bring you one step closer to the artist you want to be, and thus every drawing and every painting, no matter what, is a success.

Serendipity | (M)

Originally posted by jengkook

❝ The occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way. After forgetting to click out of his pornhub incognito tab last night, you find yourself shoulder-to-shoulder with Jungkook at 3am watching the rest of it.❞

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stellafelice  asked:

hello ! Do you have any advice for a first time snail purchaser?

i’m so happy that you’re interested in the wonderful world of snails! i would love to give you some advice.

getting ready for your new snails

snapartment (snail apartment)

before you adopt any snails, you should prepare a cozy home for them. i keep mine in a 10 gallon aquarium that works perfectly. if you decide to use this aquarium, i highly suggest you also get a cover like this. it’s not the exact one that i have, but i’m sure it will work great. next, you will need some kind of substrate. i use plain soil that i found at walmart for my snails, and i recently bought some coconut soil that i’m going to try out (ill post about that soon!) i also bought two succulents and planted them in the aquarium. succulents are great for snail habitats because they’re cute, they don’t need a lot of water or sun, and snails love to climb them! i found some rocks outside and washed them thoroughly in the sink and placed them in the aquarium as well, along with some glass stones which i also washed. i also added a little terra-cotta pot for them to crawl all over and hide in. the first couple of nights, snails would sleep inside of it, but now it’s old news to them and they just ignore it. i use a spray bottle to regularly mist the aquarium, as snails like their homes to be a little moist. i keep a shallow water dish in their home. it’s important to keep it shallow because snails can drown.

if you are going to get a giant african land snail, there are some different requirements, like a heat mat and a larger tank.

food

for feeding, i highly recommend using a mandoline like this one to prepare food for your snails. it makes thin slices that are easy for them to eat. my snails love carrot the most, but they are also fond of kale, asparagus, and mushrooms. all snaily food should be sliced into a little snaily size!!!

foods that snails can eat:

  • apple
  • banana
  • beans
  • blueberries
  • fish food soaked in water
  • mango
  • romaine lettuce
  • potato
  • dandelion leaves
  • strawberries (mine are not fond of strawberries, but many snails are!)
  • plum
  • cauliflower
  • cherries
  • watermelon
  • tomato
  • mushrooms
  • raisins
  • turnips
  • cabbage
  • basil
  • cuttlebone
  • boiled egg
  • and more! google will be your friend.

foods that you shouldn’t feed snails:

  • salt
  • salty foods
  • avocado
  • onion
  • grapefruit
  • lime
  • lemon
  • leeks
  • spinach
  • rhubarb
  • parsley
  • celery

tips about feeding:

  • the darker the greens, the better! darker greens like kale have more chlorophyll which makes it healthier and more nutritious for snails (and humans!)
  • avoid cucumber. snails love cucumber, but sometimes they love it so much that they become “picky eaters” and will only want to eat cucumber.
  • have a designated eating area, above the ground. this makes clean up easier. plus, snails will learn where to go if they are hungry.
  • wash food before feeding. snails have survival instincts that will keep them from eating food treated with pesticides or chemicals. a lot of our food has those, so always give the food a nice rinse before preparing it
  • feed your snails once a day, and remove any food that they didn’t eat the next day.
  • give them clean water each day. they like to bathe, and sometimes the water can fill up with dirt, poop, or even slime. it’s just nice to replenish their water every day.
  • feed snails, especially babies, a variety of foods each day. otherwise they can become fussy eaters. snail babies who are introduced to many foods opposed to just one or two are healthier and live longer.
  • notice a soft shell? your snails need more calcium!!

acquiring snails

i adopted my little garden snails from… a garden. i think looking for snails in nature is fun and a Good Time. i haven’t purchased a snail online (yet), but i know there are a few websites, and even shops on ebay, that sell snails. snails are social dudes that like having friends so probably buy more than one.

the snails are HERE

⚡️always wash your hands thoroughly before and after handling snails!! ⚡️

snails have personalities. some are shy while others are little party people. if your snail is not coming out of his shell, don’t worry. try massaging their foot or lightly spraying them with water. give them some time to adjust to their new crib.

if you notice any eggs in the soil, crush them or boil them or freeze them, unless you want hundreds of little cute baby snails that you cannot practically care for but will inevitably become emotionally attached to.

if your snail bubbles up when you try to touch or hold them, don’t worry, they are not dying. this is what snails do when they are anxious. just give your snails some time to get used to you.

one thing i’ve noticed, at least with my snails, is that they will immediately try to escape their new home before settling in. i imagine it like a human being locked in a luxury hotel. at first, they’ll try to get out, because that’s the instinct… but once they realize they’re stuck in there for a while, they’ll probably take advantage of all the amenities like the food and the pool and everything else.

your snail friends will learn who you are and recognize you by your scent. snails are good little sniffers. i’ve had snails who love to be held and pet by me, but bubble up when held by anyone else.

if a snail is sticky-stuck to something, DONT pull on their shell!!! slide the snail along the glass and eventually they will let go. if you must lift a snail, lift from their head because that is the stickiest part and less likely to hurt.

be sure to clean the tank at least once a week.

bonding with the snail dudes

my snails love me. i’m sure your snails will love you as well. at first, they might be scared of you, but soon they’ll recognize you as the big warm thing that gives them food and love. once your snail is comfy with you and likes to crawl on your hand, try petting them. start by gently petting their shell. they love it. you can also gently stroke their little bodies and heads, but don’t poke their eyes please. it hurts them and makes them sad. if you accidentally poke em, don’t worry too much, they’ll forgive you.

SNAILS LOVE CLIMBING. ok this is probably my favorite thing that snails do. when holding a snail, try to putting a finger or two directly above their head. they will get really excited and CLIMB UP ONTO YOUR FINGERS. they just love climbing. one of my little snails, rocco, loves climbing the most. he will lift up his entire head and body in hopes that i will give him a finger to climb on. when i put him back in the tank, he will immediately climb wherever he can, especially onto another snail. be attentive. snails sometimes get really excited about climbing. rocco has fallen off of my hand from trying to climb when there wasn’t anything to climb on.

there is nothing cuter than a snail drinking out of a sink. while i opt to give my snails bottled water 99% of the time, i can’t resist letting them drink tap water every now and then because it is so cute. take your (awake) snail to the sink. turn it on so it is barely running, but not just dripping. have it warm or lukewarm if you can. put your hand close to water. your snail will be very confused for a moment, but then they will drink and shower under the water. it is very good.

cute and good snail quirks

  • when a snail decides they want to go somewhere, they GO. they don’t rly understand the concept of going around things, they just GO. so, when a snail wants to go, they will climb over literally anything in the way, whether it be the entire water dish, a pile of food, or another snail who is trying to eat or sleep… the snail will just GO until they get to THE THING.
  • snails are a little dumb. they will learn where the food and water is, and they will get very confused if they go to the spot and there is no food/water. i have come home to find a snail just sitting in the empty water dish, waiting for the water to show up. it’s cute.
  • i’ve been holding a snail as i’ve typed this and the little dude FELL ASLEEP on my HAND. he trusts me!!!! he trusts me to keep him safe and to stop him from falling. oh my goodness, live tweet, he is just now waking up. he is peeping his little eyes out. i love this snail.
  • snails can’t hear… but i still tell them i love them bc i need to vocalize it.
  • snails are most active at night and will eat/drink the most then.
  • snails keep all their important organs in their shell, so don’t try to remove it or paint it!!
  • snails can live for YEARS!!!
Midnight Circus pt.3

Originally posted by jeonilys

☾pairing: Jungkook ♡→  reader
☾genre: Angst. Fluff. Mature content. badboy summer fling au
☾summary: “You’re ten times hotter this summer, you know that?”

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He stood in front of the kitchen counter, pouring milk into his bowl of cereal. The rest of the guys were still asleep and he woke up uncharacteristically early—curtesy of you. He found himself thinking about you anytime he looked out that window—replaying what had happened the previous night. It was nothing in hindsight, he’s kissed countless girls, but not like that. He’s never done anything like that, not with a girl like you.

He scooped a spoon full of cereal into his mouth, looking through his phone as he chewed noisily. He was going through this texts messages when he looked down—he wondered if he should text you about your body wash, or body. Or should he kept just because.


You rolled out of bed, not making a single sound as you tip toed to the bathroom. Everyone decided to sleep in but you woke up on your internal clock. You thought you’d shower before everyone got up. Of course Jennie miraculously awoke from her deep slumber, rubbing her eyes as you brushed your teeth.

“Hey, good morning…sorry I fell asleep on the movie last night.” She got up, still attempting to rub the sleep from her eyes.

“All of you guys fell asleep, I knew you couldn’t hang.” You giggled, squirting toothpaste on your toothbrush. The other girls were sleeping and Jennie looked like she was about to go back to sleep, you secretly hoped she would—you needed to run out for a little bit. You closed the bathroom door, stripping your clothes and turning on the water. Shoot. You don’t have any body, and you can’t use just any body wash, you have sensitive skin. You threw on a robe and that’s when saw a missed text from Jungkook.


[1:04] Jungkook: you forgot something babe

[1:05] Jungkook: it smells good, it litterally smells just like you

[1:05] Jungkook: i might just keep it if u dont come and get it


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anonymous asked:

Any headcanons on Izuku and Katsuki boarding a crowded train and they keep rubbing against each other on accident?

They try everything in their power not to rub on each other. Izuku stretches his body as far as he can from Katsuki…. Though it ends up not working out. The train is so unbelievably packed, thanks to students going home from school, and adults heading home from work.

It leaves Izuku and Katsuki to cram against one of the back walls of the train, right near the doors. Izuku squeezes himself close to Katsuki now, facing him. His struggle to keep any distance is short lived, since more people enter the train last minute.

“At least its not too long of a ride..“ Izuku says, sheepishly and Katsuki just grunts in response. He can already feel their bodies are probably /too/ close together.
Izuku’s face is a light shade of red, but he thinks the two of them can handle being this close for now– their stop is only four in, so its only about 25 minutes at most!

Everything seems like it’ll go well! That is, until the train starts moving.

Every jerk, every bump, every time someone knocks into Izuku, the two of them feel their groins touch. Katsuki grumbles and subtly tries to back up, but it isn’t working. Izuku is constantly getting bumped and they keep ending up right back on each other.

“Fuck, Deku.. back up! ”

“I-I can’t, Kacchan.. I’m not /trying/ to be so close..” He mumbles embarrassed. How awful would it be if they continue the entire way home like this?? Izuku doesn’t think he can handle it. Being pressed right up against Katsuki… Fighting his urge not to make a sound because the continuous rub and contact is actually starting to feel kind of good– Its a torturous game, and he just can’t do it.

“Well, figure some shit out..!”
Izuku notes quickly that Katsuki isn’t going to be able to handle it for much longer, either. In fact, he’ll probably lose his cool a lot faster than Izuku does.
Izuku is sure that his boyfriend will bend him over right there, if this keeps up.

Suddenly, an idea pops into Izuku’s head. He starts to twist and adjust his body carefully, until he’s facing away from Katsuki. His ass may be getting pushed and rubbed against Katsuki but.. that’s better, isn’t it?

“M..much better..” Izuku nods to himself, already thinking maybe he can last like this. Katsuki on the other hand… doesn’t feel the current position is making much of a difference.

“You made it worse, fucking Deku!” Katsuki says between gritted teeth. Why does Izuku have to have a nice, round, ass like that? Why does it have to move, and push back on him while the train moves?? Katsuki can feel the heat pooling in his groin. If Izuku’s ass keeps unintentionally grinding against his dick, he’s going to lose it.

“I-Im sorry, I dont know what else to do- I can’t move anywhere Kacchan..” he whispers. Then, the train rattles again suddenly. It causes Izuku to stumble back, and he braces his fall by pushing back against Katsuki again.

As he’s about to readjust his stance though, his face starts to heat up darker.

“K-Kacchan…” he swallows hard, glancing back. “Are.. are you-”

“Don’t fucking say it Deku.. what the hell do you expect??” Katsuki’s ears are tinted red.

Yeah, there’s no hiding it. He’s getting aroused. It’s next to impossible to hide something like that in such a cramped territory.

“I- I’m sorry Kacchan..!” Izuku’s blush is rising higher, because the erection of his boyfriend is starting to become far more noticeable with every jerk. “What should I do?”

Katsuki narrows his eyes then, as he looks down at Izuku. He slips his hands down to rest on Izuku’s hips causing the latter to gasp softly from unexpected touch. He holds Izuku’s body close and leans his lips down to rest against his ear.

"I could fuck you right here. ” Katsuki whispers bluntly.
That sends a shiver down Izuku’s spine, and he swallows thickly. He shifts his eyes back to give a subtle glance at Katsuki, before looking down again. The blush is obvious on his face, and he’s trying his best to keep himself from getting too excited.

“Th-that isn’t– um. That’s not… it’s not a good idea.” He tries to reply with out making it obvious that Katsuki’s words got to him. Though he can feel the smirk thats forming on Katsuki’s face. “Th..there’s people here.”

Katsuki keeps his lips pressed on the freckled boys ear.
“Isn’t that the best part? I can fuck you right here, nice and slow, and everyone in the entire fucking train will know you’re all mine.” He gives Izuku’s ear lobe a light bite.

“K-Kacchan..” he mumbles and begins to feel his own arousal. He shifts in place slightly, though it doesn’t help ease up any tension. “Stop… ah!”

Suddenly Katsuki is biting at his neck. /Hard/. It causes Izuku to make an unintentional sound, and the people surrounding them turn to look. They give judgemental stares, and turn their attention back to their own bussiness. Though its hard to ignore the two of them. Katsuki is continuing to bite and kiss at Izuku’s neck deapite the crowd. “Kacchan..”
Izuku whimpers slightly, but catches himself. He furrows his eyebrows and quickly elbows Katsuki in the side. “Kacchan stop that–!”

“ow- what?? I can’t help it! You’re lucky I’m not already fucking you senseless.”

“Shh!! Y- you’re talking loud..there’s other people here..!” Izuku reminds him. He gives subtle glances around at the people who pretend that they aren’t staring and giving dirty looks.
Katsuki just sighs and tightens his hold on Izuku’s hips. He stays quiet for a few moments, then hears the announcement for the next stop approaching. A smirk forms on his face and quickly he grabs Izuku’s wrist.

“C'mon Deku.” He starts pushing them through the crowd, making their way to the closest door. Izuku blinks, confused, but follows his boyfriend’s lead.

“um- Kacchan this… this isn’t our stop. ”

“Yeah I know. But ya really think I can wait another 20 minutes??” He asks. And once the train comes to a complete stop, he yanks them out. It’s busy, but he’s shoving his way through everyone and ignoring the remarks being thrown their way.

“Kacchan w..where are we going? ” Izuku asks, after giving fast apologies to the ones they pushed past.

He gets them into the station, before scoping out a bathroom.
“I’m gonna fuck you good in one of those stalls.”

Izuku’s face is bright red now, but he knows theres no way out of it. Not that he truly wants to get out of it… He’d be lying if he said he didn’t want this too.
“Kacchan..”

“huh?”

He got them into the bathroom now, and luckily the largest stall is open.

“… make sure the entire station knows I’m yours.”
Katsuki gives a loving smirk, as he slams the stall door shut. He’s pushing Izuku up agaist the wall, and steals a deep, forceful kiss.

“Don’t worry, baby. They will.”

stevenrogers  asked:

hi i'm sorry i dont really mean to bother but like HOW DO U MAKE THESE BECAUSE IT'S SO LOVELY I LOVE IT I'VE BEEN DYING TO MAKE SOMETHING LIKE THIS FOR LIKE EVER. Is there like a tutorial out there for this?? btw ur edits are AMAZING!! yourqrace(.)tumblr(.)com/post/152210476982

[the post] hey, you’re not bothering me, i’m happy to explain c:

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FTM Passing Tips #2

Please excuse my poor humor (;

(Short dude problems)
I am with you, brother. Here are some tips for my homies:

- Shirts and pants with vertical stripes make you appear taller. Just don’t stand next to tall titan people.

- Tighter pants makes your legs look thinner, therefore making you look taller.  

- Nothing wrong with being short. You could land some clothes in the boys department. I found my favorite Avengers shirt in that section. 

- Creepers/platform shoes are so rad, man. They add a few centimeters to your height and look hella punk rock.

- Jackets and coats that cover your bunbuns are comfy, but they make you look short. Maybe you can add a pair of creepers and a beanie and call yourself a tall punk rock homie.

- If you find a pair of pants that are too long, you can fold the bottoms up.


More tips:

- Make sure your shirt collar isn’t too loose around your neck. Tightening your bowtie or tie might help make your collar shirt appear more of a good fit on you. But be careful not to tighten it too much.

- CHEATING BOWTIE TRICK: I used to sew bows for my sisters to put in their hair, and I had some leftovers without bobby pins. I had an idea to use a string and tie the bow around my neck as a ghetto bowtie and it looked like a fine ass bowtie. Search up “bow no sew tutorial”. 

After making a bow, just pull a string that’s long enough to tie around your neck comfortably through that little middle loop and tuck the tied string ends under you collar shirt. Tadahhh $5 or less bowtie :D

- Longer vests hide them curvy hips, bruh.

- Trench coats are nice. Makes you feel like a badass fallen angel (;

- Fixing the seams of your clothes can help make a better fit for your body. You can even take old, baggy clothes and resew them as new ones.

- TWEEEEEED. Tweed is good. Makes you look like a polished gentleman. 

- Newsboy hats are pretty swell. Easy fix for a bad hair day. 

- Caps and snapbacks are cool too. 

- There are several makeup tutorials on making yourself look more masculine. Just Google “crossplay” or “ftm” makeup. The main tips are to contour your jawline, nose, cheekbones, neutralize the color of your lips a little with a dab of concealer, and fill in your eyebrows. 

- *Morgan Freeman’s voice* OLD SPICE.

- A pair of oxford and chukka shoes can take you far with most outfits. Yes, even in pjs and sweats. Just watch out for the fashion police. 

- Binders are awesome and will flatten your chest.
DON’T USE ACE BANDAGES NO NO NO
And don’t get a cheap $10 binder from China on Amazon if you plan to wear one daily. I bought one, but the material was not elastic. I rarely wear it. But it works fine if you’re cosplaying.

- Sport bras are a good substitute for binders. The ones designed to compress breasts are even better.

- Socks can get you a male yoohoo bulge. And it’ll keep your yoohoo warm during the cold winter! It’s like a sweater for your yoohoo! Oh my god, I’m never getting a date…

- Watches are great. But POCKETWATCHES, MMM YAS

- Polo shirts look good. Darker colored polos will help hide your chest.

- KNITTED SWEATERSasdfgljkklhsda;

- You can get a lot of male clothes from WalMart or Target. Don’t underestimate Walmart’s clothing selections. You can get work out gear, Hanes or Fruit of the Looms boxers, briefs, superhero t-shirts for less than $10, plain t-shirts, basically a whole wardrobe at these two stores. So instead of going to GAP and spending half of your rent on a few things, you can probably get a cartload of clothes and stop by for a dvd and some snacks at Walmart. 

- If you want to start a new wardrobe, buy simple and neutral-colored clothes first. It’s easier to mix and match black, white, gray, beige, and navy blue colored pants and shirts together than say, green, mahogany, red, and light blue. 

- Check out minimal fashion. It’s simple and uses basic colors for each outfit, usually black and white. 

- H & M has a wide variety of nice-looking clothes. I would say it has a better quality and designs compared to Forever 21.

- If you’re too lazy or shy to shop around at the mall, try online shopping. 

- If you’re buying cheap t-shirts or any other clothing on Ebay or Amazon, MAKE SURE TO CHECK THE REVIEWS. I ordered a design t-shirt from China a few months back but it has never been shipped to me.

- AND WATCH OUT FOR THE SIZES. Check your measurements. Asian clothings are mostly one size smaller. Not all sizes are universal. A small size for males can be a medium for females. I bought a coat online WHICH IS PRETTY RISKY that was a size small but ended up being too big for me. Ended up Christmas gifting it for my dad.

- Barbershops are better for male haircuts than hair salons, or so I’ve heard.

- LONG HAIR CAN BE MANLY. PULL OFF A MAN BUN. KEEP IT DOWN AND LOOK LIKE A LEAD GUITARIST FOR A DEATH METAL BAND. TIE IT IN A LOW PONYTAIL, PUT ON A PAIR OF AVIATOR GLASSES AND A SUIT, AND VOILA YOU LOOK LIKE A BADASS HITMAN

Thank you guys for all the notes on my 1st FTM tips post. I felt that I’ve done good and offered a helping hand to people. You guys take care (’ v ’)/


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And here’s some more recent tips:

- Guys usually stick their chests outward and keep their shoulders back rather than hunch over. This posture would help boast your confidence.
- If you want to start working out but are afraid of working out in a public gym, find a work-out buddy to support you or exercise at home with free weights. USE YOUR SURROUNDINGS. TEXTBOOKS CAN BE USED AS FREE WEIGHTS. BENCHPRESS YOUR ELECTRIC GUITAR.
- Be careful when working out while wearing your binder. You may have to take longer breaks. If it helps, wear your binders a tad bit looser.
- Pick up dancing, martial arts, tennis, rock climbing, swimming, or any form of physical exercise to keep your body and brains healthy.
- When you’re coming up with a work-out plan, balance out cardio and weight-training days. You have to do cardio to help you tone your body.
- Some foods can help you lower your estrogen levels and increase your testosterone. Here are some: tuna, oysters, egg yolk, cabbage, asparagus, garlic, bananas, almonds.
- Lean your head back. Take a deep breath. Now exhale. You got this, man. Don’t worry. You look great.
- DONT LET NOBODY TELL YOU THAT THE STUFF YOU DO MAKES YOU LOOK FEMININE LIKE WTF GUYS CAN USE MAKEUP GUYS CAN KNIT AND COOK AND WEAR HIGH CROP TOPS THERE ARE NO SUCH THING AS GENDER LABELS DO WHAT YOU FEEL BE WHO YOU ARE AND FUCK ANYBODY WHO DENIES YOUR IDENTITY BECAUSE THE ONLY THING THATS INVALID IS THEIR FUCKING IGNORANCE

the situation on bts’ colorism in the japanese magazine

this is a long post, however i believe theres lots to understand on this subject that cannot be dismissed. i have two disclaimers: first, please read until the end before criticizing because when i say i made an effort to include all views i mean it. second, there will be hetero references in this since the interview was about their ideal girl.. i apologize n i dont mean to assume their sexuality or anything.

there are three main parts to this; 1) lets understand the whole picture, 2) be fair and 3) for those who were hurt by the “interview” and to those who want to dismiss them (this is not patronizing, i really fucking sympathize here)

lets understand the whole picture

to begin, I’m pretty much positive they didn’t actually interview bts for the magazine… rather, they drew on old interviews for the magazine… i don’t think the members were actually involved in any way with this magazine specifically. there a few posts about this and i’ll like them, but the best was by @jkguks. they showed how each exact response was recycled from an old interview. the post can be found here. comments have also been made that this magazine is known for such moves in the past and that their credibility isn’t so great. @allforbts pointed out here that the magazine didnt have a photoshoot – they reused pictures from other sources – which probably indicates they didn’t have an actual interview; however this isn’t real evidence. in my own personal opinion i dont trust the person who posted the translations on twitter. yes the translations are correct as far as we all know, but what i mean is… i think she knew the interview was old/reused. everyone that asked about the interview’s date received no response from her. she even made a comment about how many followers shes gained. if she cleared up that the interview was old or reused then this whole thing would die out n she’d stop getting followers. anyway i find it suspicious but i could also just be reading too far into it. the whole point of this is that at this point we can pretty much conclusively say that the interview is recycled n this is not something they said recently. this is not to devalue the weight of their words because it still hurt a lot of people. old or new, getting told your skin color is “unideal” is painful. however we do wanna look at this because we at least now know that their status of “since educated on colorism and racism and now pretty pc/sensitive” is not going to be revoked! they’ve since educated themselves, that is still the truth. this is just the ugly past come to rear its head.

on the other end of understanding the whole picture, i’m going to make a sorta controversial statement. hopefully in fully explaining it, you all will get the full idea… but for the sake of k-armys who are getting attacked by intl fans constantly and also for the sake of perspective – which may lessen the blow of their words for those hurt by them – i need to say this. the concept of colorism is alive and well in korea… it just isn’t the same as it is in the west. in the west – for the most part – we are more ethnically/racially diverse while korea is almost entirely racially/ethnically homogeneous. so how does this effect the meaning of colorism? well because one of the largest identifiable traits when looking at the differences between the world’s races n ethnicities is skin color, race/ethnicity will always be tied to skin color, especially in really diverse areas. in the west where we are consistently exposed to different races/ethnicities as part of our daily lives, a preference of skin color holds not only colorist implications but also racist implications. if some mayo dude said “i think darker skin is ugly on girls” we can safely assume hes a racist fuck on top of being colorist. however, since korea is homogenous, there isnt any real racist implications. let me elaborate: korea has issues with being racist against other poc, however in an interview discussing ideal types where the ideal type is already assumed to be at the very basis korean (or maybe another east asian ethnicity if you’re stretching it), the statement on skin color is directed at people of their shared race. so how is this less problematic? it is still problematic definitely – i’d like to make this clear – but in korea, the concept of skin color amongst koreans as a beauty standard isnt racially or ethnically motivated and therefore its more akin to saying “i prefer blue eyes over brown eyes on white girls” because they’re discussing a physical variance within their own race. in the end, it’s still colorist, but please try to understand that in korea the remarks arent as horrible. they still shouldn’t say that, and really, any discussion of skin color preferences is ugly, but it’s extremely important to be considerate of korean culture. intl fans forget constantly that we are guests to korean culture. if you were invited to someones house you wouldnt bust in there feeling entitled n doing whatever the fuck you want. you’d try and respect their rules and how they run their home. if you had a problem with something there, you’d politely ask them to accommodate you, explaining why that accommodation was necessary. you wouldnt fucking trash them for not having their house already equipped to your preference. thats incredibly selfish. this is the same way. you are guests to this culture, and while you shouldnt allow colorism to continue, this theme of entitlement amongst intl fans – especially when we have done very little to respect their culture; we demand they understand ours while continually paying theirs no regard – is really shamefully. i ask that people reading this do their best to be more considerate in the future. not everything is black n white… lots of things have grey area and we can afford to be more socially conscious. im pretty sure most k-fans have it about up to here dealing with koreaboos criticizing their culture… 

be fair

this is a short statement but i need to remind you all that most of the members were problematic in that interview and if you are only trashing namjoon you need to fucking stop. you are allowed to offended, of course – i was pretty bothered too seeing how im the opposite to namjoons ideal in every way, my bias who i’d fucking die for – but if your whole focus is “namjoon this and namjoon that” than youre being a biased ass and im gonna need you to sit down. if youre going to be mad, by all means, be mad, but dont fucking pretend the other members said nothing wrong. im sick of people pretending every member but namjoon is perfect and unproblematic. present day he’s probably the most un-problematic member since educating himself on racial issues, feminism, n lgbtq rights, making himself an advocate for them all while idols remain silent…. hmm…. but keeping pushing that “problematic member” agenda sure. yeah lets pretend the facts dont exist ok

for those who were hurt by the “interview” and to those who want to dismiss them

fans who read through the interview n realized they kinda fit their bias’ ideal type – esp in terms of skin color – please don’t make comments on how people need to “get over this”. for many fans, especially non light skinned poc, this really hurt. not only as a “i don’t fit my bias’ ideal type” but also as a betrayal of trust. many non light skinned poc have experienced some type of discrimination for their skin color and many had their sense of self confidence fucked over for it. its not just a “you dont think darker skin is beautiful, aw :(” its more of a, “you are someone i love and support and the fact that you’d call my skin color less attractive – the skin color for which i’ve had to struggle to find my own confidence in – just like so many others, feels like betrayal”. its really hurtful. so don’t be dismissive. you don’t understand. this isnt your discussion, im sorry.

and lastly, to the fans who were hurt by the interview. im sorry boo. im sorry that the industry you support continues to hurt you. im sorry someone you decided to love and support made you feel like that. please remember that the ideal type is such a flimsy concept. they really dont mean anything. those questions were grossly specific n they were so unnecessary, but at the end of the day, they are still made up preferences. the boys wouldn’t find you unattractive for not meeting the bits on their checklist – fuck no. attraction just doesnt work like that. no one falls in love with the person that hit everything on their little “ideal type” checklist. honestly, if you asked me to describe my ideal type n i just listed shit off the top of my head, it probably wouldnt add up to namjoon…. but in every way namjoon perfect to me. im fucking whipped. this is the same. dont take their ideals to heart, dont feel like anything on you needs to change. you are exactly the way you need to be, and dont ever let some guys “ideal type” make you feel any less. n if anyone every tries to tell you that you’re failing to meet their beauty standards… fucking kick them. fcuk them seriously. dont let this shit effect your self confidence. gross comments like that dont deserve a thought in your head

ML Fluff Month: August 8th

i’m the latest to this / and btw i have no idea where this is going - dont ask (OMG TF WORDSSS)

Title: New

Ship: Adrien Agreste + Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Words: 1,063

Day 1 / Day 6-7 / Day 9


Marinette walked into the classroom, looking down at the floor. She didn’t want to make contact with any of her classmates’ eyes.

Tikki had encouraged her to wear one of her own designs or altered versions of store-bought clothes.

To not choose any completely bold choices, Marinette decided to wear a gray sweater with white flowers, tucked into a red pencil skirt, which she altered the length to reach her mid-thighs. Covering her legs, were some blackish-grey tights with brown wedged boots, and of course, she had a beige small purse for Tikki. The ravenette changed her hairstyle from its classic pigtails to a high ponytail.

Wearing her own designs (even if bought but altered), gave Marinette a new sense of confidence. She felt brave enough to stand up anyone. She smiled a looked up, hoping to see approved faces, but instead, she made contact with a pair of blue eyes lighter than hers.

“Well Trashinette Dupain-Cheng, I see you finally upgraded your trashion sense. Not by much… but, better.” Chloé cracked an evil smile.

Marinette’s eyes glossed over. She looked the other way, brushed past her Chloé, and sat at her seat.

“Oh be quiet, you rich brat, Marinette’s outfit is wonderful!” Alya shot back.

Marinette smiled. “You really think so?” As she blinked, the gloss over her eyes disappeared.

The kind-hearted soul the class called Rose rushed to Marinette’s defense. “Yeah! You look amazing! I wish I had even half of your fashion sense!”

The whole class, mostly the girls, murmured words of agreement.

Marinette smiled, feeling joy in her heart, but yet a sliver of sadness stayed with her, because the person she wanted to see her outfit the most, wasn’t there.


The next day, Marinette showed no skin again, feeling confident, but self-conscious. She wore a grayish-white sweater, black leggings, and dark brown heeled boots. She had a black bag with white spots and wore a blue beanie over the soft curls in her hair.

Adrien still hadn’t shown. Marinette leaned over her desk and looked to her left to as Nino a question before class started. “Is Adrien okay?”

Nino turned around.

“He has the flu. Probably won’t get better ‘til next week.” Nino glanced at the redhead beside her.

Marinette started, “Hope he gets better-”

“Yeah! Meanwhile, I’ll be going over to Marinette’s house to choose her outfit for tomorrow!” Alya cut her off.

“What, when-”

“Want any treats from their bakery, Nino?”

Nino nodded quickly. “Yup! Maybe some classic chocolate chip cookies and some strawberry flavored macarons?”

Marinette grumbled and mumbled something about being forced against her own will.

—–

Marinette sat in her chaise, watching as Alya went through all her clothes.

“Alright, spill. Why are all the pants here jeans, leggings, or tights?” Alya stared at Marinette.

“They’re not all pants. I have shorts, skirts, dresses, skorts, rompers. They’re just… in the complete back?” Marinette’s statement came out like a question.

“Show,” Alya commanded.

Marinette sighed, and went through all the clothes in her closet, all the way to the very back, revealing a hidden compartment with all the short clothes.

“Okay, why aren’t you wearing these?” Alya questioned.

“It’s just… have you ever seen anybody with as many freckles as I have? Imagine what Ch- the class would say?”

Alya stared at Marinette for what seemed like forever. “You don’t want Adrien to see them, do you?”

“No! I would never wear this if he was coming tomorrow.”

“Well, guess what? He isn’t. So you better get your butt in something that shows your legs or I will rip your long pants up.”

Marinette sighed for what felt like the millionth that day. “Fine.”


Marinette walked into the class, but this time she didn’t look up, not even once, not for the snide remarks of Chloé.

The whole class had fallen under some spell, as if Marinette was some kind of goddess, looking at the freckles dotting Marinette’s thighs. Rose started wishing she had the porcelain legs Marinette were walking quietly to her seat in. Even Chloé found herself grumbling at Marinette’s physique.

Marinette decided to wear a peter pan collared dress in her favorite shade of pink. She wore a matching cloth headband with white polka dots, wrapping her blue hair being let down. The color of the collar was a pale pink, with the same color polka dots as the dress, the 3 buttons going down from the split in the collar matched the base color of the color, also matching the color of the ballet flats she was wearing. She wore a pale yellow cardigan, with what seemed to be like skinny leaves in a slightly darker shade of yellow.

But as the flustered female passed Nino’s desk, she saw the shoes.

Those damn orange sneakers with the weird ass black symbol on the ground, and she couldn’t decide whether to fume or cower in a corner.

Had she been lied to by Alya and Nino?

Before she could get to her seat, a warm hand grabbed her arm. A familiar voice rang out, “Marinette, you look really pretty.”

Marinette whipped around to see a blushing Adrien, staring down at the floor.

The minute Adrien looked up, he got captivated by the cerulean blue eyes that seemed so familiar. Adrien felt like he could swim in the sea of her eyes, looking at the gold flecks that spotted around.

Marinette seemed to do the same, getting caught in those electric green eyes, that seemed to smirk at her, almost like a close partner she knew. It’s as if static was flying between the iries of the two secret heroes.

Marinette was the first to break contact, looking down at Adrien’s arm, wincing, which caused Adrien to come back to reality, realizing he was gripping her arm tightly.

Looking down, immediately deciding it was a mistake, looking at creamy freckled thighs, getting his attention, suddenly he had he the urged to count at the freckles spread throughout her legs.

“Adrien?” His head snapped up, face blushing red, for thinking those thoughts.

Marinette isn’t interested you in that way, Adrien. Get it together.

At that moment, Mme. Bustier walked in.

“Talk to you after class,” Adrien said quickly, before getting pulled in by Marinette’s beautiful features any further, because he knew if he did, he wouldn’t be able to focus in class.



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Bf! Mark

✴ Requested

  • Mark is such a chill person to be with tbh
  • Being an SM Trainee was hard and you totally understood Mark’s nervousness as he entered the room looking intimidated af
  • You smiled at him and he managed a weak smile before standing next to you
  • He was a new trainee and you felt a need to protect him. Also for the fact that he hadn’t been in Korea for most of his life
  • You started talking to him, inviting him to group hangouts. It was after a while but you two became inseparable 
  • He had made new friends but always stuck by you. Not because he felt indebted to you but because he genuinely liked you
  • A while before his debut, he started feelings things for you. Like whenever you were around he would get really excited and have butterflies in his stomach
  • You began to notice sudden changes in his behaviour: how he would stutter when talking to you and avoid you at all costs and try to ignore you when you were around
  • One day you decided to confront him about it and his reply was that he was just busy but you knew something was up.He was lying and doing a pretty bad job at hiding it
  • Valentine’s Day was around the corner and you internally sighed knowing that you’ll get no flowers or chocolates this year as well. SM had set strict rules :NO DATING NO DRINKING NO STAYING OUT TOO LATE and blah blah blah
  • If only you had a boyfriend who would make you feel special on this day that everyone seems to love
  • And suddenly you thought about Mark, what would he be like as a boyfriend. Flirty? Shy? Forgetful? Childish? You laughed to yourself. “I wish I had a boyfriend like him”
  • You opened your locker to change into your practice gear when you saw a box of chocolates and a rose sitting on top of your clothes. Your eyes widened. You weren’t expecting anything like that. So you excitedly held the box in your hands and smiled, who would’ve done this? The fact that you had a secret admirer excited you
  • When you opened the practice room door you saw Mark sitting against the mirrored walls, scrolling on his phone. You figured he was here for practice as well but just found himself distracted by his phone. But he was wearing casual jeans and a yellow hoodie. Not the ideal clothes for practice
  • “Are you here or…” You asked, a little awkward.
  • “Oh no sorry I was waiting for….” he stopped as he looked around. Everywhere except you. This kid was so confusing these days
  • “You were waiting for??”
  • “Uh I was waiting for you, because I got hungry and I didn’t want to go alone and I figured since you’re always hungry you’d go with me”
  • He talked too fast, as if he was nervous
  • “I was going to practice now, if you can wait for an hour maybe-”
  • “No its ok, we’ll go sometime else”
  • he bolted out of the room so fast he put lightning to shame
  • later that day, all the trainees decided to have dinner together. And of course Mark was there. Your secret admirer had your mind occupied the whole day. Until Haechan spoke
  • “Ya did you like the chocolates? i picked it out like Mark picked out the blue ones and honestly-” and BAM the secret was out. Mark’s eyes widened at Haechan, him sinking back in his posture holding his mouth and wanting to cry. Mark looked shattered. You stared at Haechan who looked scared af but still amused
  • So it was Mark, he was your secret admirer and it made you go crazy. Mark stood and left the room but you were quick to react and followed after him
  • “You could’ve just told me you know” you called after him. He stopped in his tracks and looked back at you
  • You jogged towards him and smiled bright, although much shorter than him, he looked small
  • “Why are you so scared?” You asked
  • “I’m afraid of rejection,” he said, smiling softly
  • “And how are you so sure that you’ll get rejected?” He looked up at your smiling face, confused and clueless
  • “CATCH ME BEFORE I TELL EVERYONE I LOVE YOU” You said while running away from him
  • “YA! NO COME HERE!” He yelled after you. You both ran along the building and the back gardens. “Y/N I SWEAR TO GOD!” He was laughing now while running after you
  • The sky was growing darker as night time approached. Mark finally asked you out on a date and you smiled the whole way back to the dorms
  • With Mark its just shy smiles and awkward hand holding
  • He’s just always so SHY around you
  • Wants your approval before doing anything 
  • You really want him to lighten up around you but he’s always afraid he might do something wrong
  • it takes him a good five months to get used to being in a relationship
  • Your first kiss was so sweet and pure. He made you feel so squishy and warm. He was literally blushing after and then hugged you because he was excited too
  • Makes your hair sometimes and it ends up being a really bad plait but you let your hair stay that way the whole day because he was proud of it
  • Always wants to show you something that interests him
  • and if he perfects a move or a dance or a line in his rap he makes sure you hear it and wants to know your opinion
  • He wants to know everything about you and wants you to know everything about him
  • Him just being around you makes your day better 
  • Your dates consist of ice cream parlours, cute selfies and lots of hand holding and kissing
  • He always walks you back to your dorm
  • Texts you with loads of cute emojis
  • freaks out when you dont reply
  • and then scolds you for not replying and gets so angry and you just laugh at him
  • “I’m serious y/n stop laughing at me”
  • so cute *.*
  • Haechan loves teasing you both and has named u as “love birds”
  • Mark gets so worried when you’re sick like he literally runs to your dorm when he hears you’re sick
  • “What happened?” “Are u ok” “oh my god” 
  • “Its just a cold”
  • Midnight strolls and him shyly giving you his jacket because Taeyong told him its a gentlemanly thing to do
  • Laughs at your jokes even if they’re not funny
  • So clumsy and smol you want to protect him
  • but he’s always protecting you and you’re like but you’re always on a death wish???
  • Like he once crossed the road without looking and you lost your shit and scolded him the rest of the day
  • Misses you if he hasn’t seen you for two days
  • Late night texts and he ends up falling asleep but keeps alarms so he still replies you
  • he’s always so impressed by you and lowkey looks up to you and is always so inspired when you’re around 
  • “wahh y/n you’re so good” “y/n you’re amazing” “i wish i can be like you”
  • movie marathons with him staring at you and looking away when you notice
  • and then you rest ur head on his shoulder his heart beat quickens and he smiles to himself and internally he’s like “YASYAYSYAYSFUCFUC” but on the outside he’s like “its fine, its all cool just breathe”
  • loves sharing his playlist with you and wants to hear your music too
  • you both practice together and if either of you ends up falling or missing a step you both laugh so hard
  • and then he just rests his head on your shoulder as you both scroll through your phones and then he shows u a funny meme and you show him some too and you both just laugh like idiots
  • really forgetful so you serve as a daily reminder for him
  • he works too hard and it concerns you but you always show up with food at his dorm and bring him vitamin water
  • he remembers so many vivid and small details about you and it startles you cuz he pays much attention to you??
  • Mark was the best thing to ever happen to you, he’s not only your boyfriend but your best friend and you were glad haechan spoke up that day
  • and although he was so mad at Haechan, he was so happy that you liked him back 
  • *cries* i love mark
I Think I'm In Love (Shigezane x MC)

This has absolutely nothing to do with Forbidden Lovers ~ It’s it’s own thing I guess XD

Um, yeah, just had this idea randomly, hope you guys enjoy it XD


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Her soft, brown hair trickled over her shoulder like a gentle waterfall, the slight bump as it fell over her breast and pooled next to her slender hips. The early morning sunlight lit up her face, exaggerating and softening her features in all the right places.

Angelic.

There truly wasn’t any other words to describe her.

With her sitting a few feet away from him it was difficult to focus on the report he was supposed to be writing. Sneaking glances out of the corner of his eye, he really couldn’t help the dorky smile on his face.

Definitely a welcomed distraction.

The book in her hand dangled on her finger tips, unread, her eyes had a far away look as she gazed out the open door.

“Everything alright, Doll?” He finally asked when a little sigh left her cherry colored lips.

“Yes … Maybe …” Her mumbling answer did nothing to ease his concern.

“Wanna talk about it? I’m all ears.”

A grunt was her only response as she opened her book once more, giving her full and undivided attention.

Something was definitely off.

He wanted to press more, find her enchanting smile. The twinkle in her eyes when she laughed could outshine any star in the sky. Her joy was his medicine. Her sorrow was his death.

But there was no coaxing her or she would crawl deeper into her shell. Only time would allow her to open up to him, when, if, she was ready.

The brush felt incredibly heavy in his hand, the ink a hundred times darker, the page much duller.

Busy pouting over over sheet of paper, he was completely oblivious to her stare.

Her pretty eyes peeking at him from under thick, dark lashes. They quickly when back to her book.

For a moment there was only the sound of page turning and a brush on paper.

“I think I’m in love-”

CRACK!

Shigezane had a rather difficult time processing what had just come out of her pretty little mouth. The splintered peices of the brush fell out of his hand.

“Uh, hm, really.” Something thick was lodged in his throat making his voice sound scratchy and horce. When did it get so hot in here?

“He must be quite a guy to have cought your eye.” A smile had never hurt so much.

Damn him.

Damn his family.

Hell, damn his cow.

He stiffly brushed the broken peices of the bush to the side.

“He is.” A bashfuly glow lit her cheeks, her eyes stayed glued to her hands. That smile he loved, he now grudgingly realised, was for someone else.

“I just can’t stop thinking about him.” The girlish giggle made him smile, even if he could feel it chipping away at his heart.

“Well, who’s the lucky chap, maybe I know him?”

He didn’t want to know.

He did want to know.

Damn.

“You do. Your very close to him.” She still hadn’t met his eyes.

Probably for the best. He wasn’t sure how well he was hiding his conflict right now.

“Who?”

He did his best to sound intrigued in meeting him, but all he could think about was giving him a good fist to the face.

She began tracing patterns on the floor, a dreamy look in her eyes.

What he’d give to be able to make a girl look like that. Preferably her.

“He’s just so captivating to watch, especially when he spars. He has a great build.” She covered her face, her blush taking on a much redder tone.

Shigezane subconsciously felt his biceps flex. He’d never been one to be jealous over another man being more well built than him, but he sure as hell was now.

“He’s so sweet to me too. He calls me a cute name, and it just makes me feel all fluttery inside.”

He didn’t know what it was about that but it left a nasty tast on his tongue. Curiosity and the need to hit something began to burn stronger.

“It’s Kojuro, isn’t it?”

“What? No. He’s far to old for me.” She giggled. “He’s my age.”

Thank God.

He wasn’t sure what he would have done if she had said yes.

“Actually, he’s quite close to Lord Masamune, he’s related to him actually.”

This bastard … Was related to him!?

Fate was cruel indeed.

“He lives here?”

“No, but he visits alot.” She was twirling a strand of hair on her finger. “He has a wonderful sense of humor.”

“I bet he dose.” It came out much harsher than he had ment to, but with her high spirits she hardly noticed.

“So are you gonna tell me who he is?”

He just needed to know.

“I’m sure you can guess by now, Shigezane.” She stood up, hands clasped behind her she stepped outside. “When you do, could you tell him I’m waiting in the garden, please?” She smiled sweetly over her shoulder.

“Of course.” It hurt to swallow.

Shigezane stared at the wall as he listened to her footsteps fade.

Of course.

What else could he have said?

No, because, I think I’m in love too … ?

He rested his forhead aganst the table, his arms encircling around him. A moment … Just for a moment, he wanted to pretend that conversation did not just happen.

She’s waiting for him.

And he was supposed to go calmly tell her lover that.

And he would. He would do anything for her.

Of course he’d do as she asked … Then beat the shit out if him in a sparing match.

The thought healed a little of his broken heart.

The question was, who was he going to beat the shit out of?

He was here age, which also ment, his age. He was probably some inexperienced dolt who didn’t know how to treat a woman right.

There were many young men his age that could be her possible lover, but none of them where related to Masamune, or him for that matter.

Honestly, the only person who even fit her description was him.

His rested his head on his arm, pushing around the brush peices. He was happy for her, he really was. She was a smart girl, so whom ever she has set her heart on must have been a man worth her time. He only hoped that this wouldn’t end with he-

Wait.

His hand stopped as his mind back tracked.

The only person who fit that description … Was him.

Her age.

Related to Lord Masamune.

Cute nickname.

Dosent live in the castle but visits regularly-

His feet slide on the veranda as he shot out. Briefly apologizing to the maid he had terrified he swiftly hops the railing.

Shigezane didn’t think he’d ever ran that fast in his life.


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OK THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A FUNNY FIC BUT MY FINGERS JUST WENT AND TURNED IT REAL ANGSTY

The next one I post with have zero angst. Just fluff and maybe some sexy action 😉

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Rocketeer || Peter Parker x Reader

I have every intention of working on requests and/or finishing up my own personal projects for my dA, only to lose muse for all of them as I go back to writing for Peter.

I’m so mad at myself (;﹏;)

also a side note, rocketeer, because this song reminds me of peter

warnings: none

**I apologize for any grammatical errors since this was all written on my phone. When it’s posted then I’ll make sure to edit it a few more times just in case!**

**dont plagiarize/repost this story. Reblogs are fine!

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{with you right here/ i’m a rocketeer/ let’s fly}

Your boyfriend had cancelled your date again, leaving you feeling more than a little upset. You had wasted a good portion of your day getting ready, wanting to look good for him.

So when he called you, becoming a stuttering mess when he told you he had to cancel, you didn’t answer him. You simply hung up your phone with a huff, feeling the hot tears moisten your eyes as you angrily wiped the makeup off your face.

Peeling off your clothes, you throw them to the side of your room, not giving a damn if they got wrinkled. You pull out your drawers and put on your favorite sweater and sweatpants, running a hand through your hair as you nearly pulled its strands out.

You honestly wanted to cry in frustration.

Did Peter not like you enough? Why did he always have to do this to you? At Midtown, he seemed fine with being with you, but outside of school??

It’s like he couldn’t stand to be seen with you, which was what prompted him to bail on you each time you had plans together.

Feeling defeated, you force yourself out of your room and apartment, taking the stairs as it lead you all the way to the rooftop.

Pushing the double doors open, you felt the city air fill your lungs as you shivered and looked up at the night sky. You admire the sight of the half moon settled against the inky darkness, not tearing your gaze away from it as the moonlight seemed to beckon you closer.

You took a step closer toward the edge, only to have your movements halted when you felt a hand on your arm. With a gasp, you look back to see a familiar hero beside you.

“Spider-Man?” When did he get here? Why was he here? And how come you didn’t hear him? These questions all clouded your mind, yet you couldn’t find the courage to voice them aloud.

You felt the young superhero slide a gloved hand down the length of your arm, gently tugging at the sleeve of your sweater. This causes you to land against his chest, feeling his muscular arms wrap tightly around you before going toward the edge of the building, “What are you-”

The rest of the question dies within your throat when Spider-Man suddenly falls off the building with you in his arms. The wind rushing past your face makes you scream as you held on tighter to the webslinger. Without even missing a beat, you saw his web shooters stick to the next building, bringing you upwards as your fear quickly turned into exhilaration.

You laugh while Spider-Man seemed to fly around the city with you in his arms. Feeling all of your anger and sadness melt away, you clung to the masked boy, not letting go even when he landed safely on an open rooftop.

You were both silent, with you staring at the front of his suit while he had his arms loosely wrapped around your back. After a few seconds, you sigh and hide your face within his chest, causing the hero to stiffen, “I should probably pull away from you, since I have a boyfriend but…I don’t want to. Something about you reminds me of Peter, haha, ugh, I’m pathetic.” You felt the tears form within your eyes again, “Even after that amazing trip around the city, I’m still thinking about him.”

You realize that throughout this whole evening, Spider-Man was oddly quiet, not saying a word to you as you continued to nervously ramble, “I know Peter will be upset to know that I was with some other guy, even if I don’t know his identity. And I wanna say that my boyfriend will beat you up for taking me away, but I highly doubt if he can do that. Peter is just too soft and sweet.”

Your words finally manage to get a laugh out of him, and you hear him answer, “Yeah, I don’t think I can beat myself up.”

You stiffen, recognizing that slightly nasally voice anywhere when you look up at him. He still keeps an arm around you when he lifted his mask, revealing messy locks of brown hair as his sweet eyes narrowed down at you with love, “H-Hey.”

“Peter Parker, it’s you…” You lift up your hand to touch at his face for a few seconds before immediately pinching them. This makes Peter wince with pain in response as you continued to pull and stretch at his cheeks.

“Argh! Baby, I’m shorry!! Prease-!!” You let go of his face, stopping your painful pinches when you kiss him. Lifting your hands again, you gently caress his cheeks in a silent apology for hurting him. You frame his face with your two hands, not saying a word while you observed Peter’s face.

His brown eyes were darker than usual, evident of his anxiety as he began to chew at his bottom lip, “Are you mad at me? Y-You know, for ditching you and s-stuff?”

You let out a huff, forcing him down to kiss him again. Instead of it being short and sweet, you gently bit down on his lips, earning a gasp of pain from him, “Oh, I’m mad alright. Just consider yourself lucky that I adore Spider-Man and completely support his cause.”

He gives you a pout and nuzzles his face against the palm of your hand, “I’m sorry, for not telling you the truth sooner. I just didn’t want you to get hurt. Forgive me?”

Ugh, just seeing those puppy dog eyes were making you weak. How could you possibly stay mad at him?

Wrapping your arms around the back of his neck, you murmur, “I forgive you, only because I love you too much. I can’t stay mad at you.” Peter’s eyes lit up at your words before holding you closer to him again. He dons his mask and tells you, “Come on, let’s explore the city again. The night is still young.”

You laugh while remaining in his arms as he swings across Queens, not sure how you got so lucky when it came to having a boyfriend like Peter Parker.

{let’s fly, fly, fly, fly/ up, up here we go/ where we stop nobody knows}

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Just Go With It (Prof! Rogers x Reader)

Chapter One

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AN: It’s getting a little hot in here help me. 

Warnings: dont be silly wrap your willy

You slid the silver plated earring into your earlobe as you looked at yourself head to toe. These “celebratory drinks” Bucky invited you out for was all you could look forward to for the rest of the day as you stole glances at him at work. You kept blushing seeing him do the same.

You bit your lip, which was already plump as your mind filled with the possibilities the night could lead to. You grumbled though, saying to yourself, “No. Stop it. You’re.. Engaged,” you paused, moving to the other ear and repeating your steps, “not technically but you have to play the role (Y/N),” you pep talked.

You sighed, ruffling your hair, “Why now? Why couldn’t he have invited me out two weeks ago? God I would’ve been puddy in his hands.”

You’re puddy now, get a hold of yourself.

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How I make a Schmaltz page

Some people ask me, how are you able to draw this and that when it’s traditional art? How do you make it look so good? How can I make comics without the means of digitial software? Well strap right in as I share my secrets!

Format and storyboard wise, try to use different angles/close ups in each panel. There’s a whole lot when it comes to designing a comic format, but really it’s all just cinematic. 

I use lots of gray tone markers from the lightest cool grey to the warmest dark grey. And for spots that do have color I use brush markers/copic markers. Most of my grey tone markers are able to be layered in a way when drying so then the more I color, the darker it gets, to make shading. I use 0.5 pens on thick 9x6 inch paper. Here is the page when it’s done

Grey and black and white with a splash of color on key areas like Irdial’s marigolds or the horn used to honk at Irving and his colorful orange hair. This is just my style and you can color your comic any way you like. I don’t have a scanner, so what I do is put as much light on the draw, try not to make darker areas where the light doesn’t fully shine, and take a picture of my works. The next thing I do is make the entire colors of the page looks either red/warm or bluish/cool is tone. I do this by putting a filter  balancing the colors and make them all lean towards warm tones. The result:

Now everythings so warm and cozy. But, the bottom seems to look lighter than the top. This happens when a light is direct from a certain angle so it wouldnt light the whole drawing equally. This is fixed by multiplying the image on, change the opacity try to make each section; top, middle, and bottom have an equal level of brightness. I also edit out coloring mistakes or smears of ink, and make the words more legible.

Just look at the difference!

There are youngsters who want to get serious with art and comic but may not have all the resources. Well one thing youve all learned is that I dont have a scanner but I still managed by 1. Having a good light when taking a pic..and 2. sometimes filters make it look nicer.

The drawing in the upper right is the only one with a filter, makes it more blue. The other two were left as is. Photo editing apps are good too, the one I use is Pixlr for ios.

Whelp, that’s all I got for now, hope any of this info was interesting and helpful!

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{ five’s company // ch. 25 }

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t/w: none!

a/n: and as i was writing the final chapter of five’s company, i learn “mon cher” means my darling in french but it’s used when speaking to men. my heart dropped. i have failed all you ladies lol!

on a more serious note, i say this. here we are. chapter twenty-five. the end of five’s company. the end of an era. 

thank you all so much for reading this little story. i’m so thankful for the friendships i’ve made as i’ve written this story and just the love i’ve received from each and everyone of you. thank you for the messages, all the notes, all the reblogs. all the screaming (because ch. 13 was a mess) and all the compliments. my heart is so full. from the bottom of my heart, i say thank you thank you thank you. 

enjoy.

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chapter twenty-five.

“Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!” 

“Hi! Good morning, baby boy.” You smiled warmly. 

Alex held a squirming Ezra in his arms. He walked over to the bed so Ezra could properly greet the four of you. Ezra stretched his arms out when he was close enough to you. You caught him with ease and peppered kisses all over his face.

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anonymous asked:

did you ever write the fic rec ? 😮

GOTCHA 


prairie town by applecrumbledore  

The auto shop mechanic knocked the kickstand of his motorcycle down with the heel of his sneaker. He had pale blond eyelashes and a full mouth, wrinkled white t-shirt tight around his arms, jeans over big thighs. No edges. Loud in both volume and presence. Sasuke fidgeted with his hands inside his pockets.

this is an sns fic that i swiped from anges blog the author is like kinda cursed tho but it’s really good and has naruto and sasuke riding a motorcycle together. small town vibes and a really cool interpretation of how naruto and sasukes trauma would translate to a modern au

Monogatari by superpol 

One day he quits the Kazekage position, looks to the horizon, and disappears.

by far the best narugaa fic ive read! gaara is a farmer and i defs rec this to anyone even if ur not super into narugaa. an amazing character analysis on gaara and a really great fix it fic that handles his trauma and healing well! i think this is the only fic on this list rated M btw! 

houses swallowed by the earth by cambion 

In which Sasuke leaves Konoha still, but this time not alone.

i dont like this author that much but they also have objectively the second best naruto blog out here @yondaiime. (jk i love ange) a really cute and quick fic with really fun interactions between sasuke and taka and nart and sakura! 

Baby Animals, Weddings, and Other Things Not Normally Associated With Sasuke Uchiha by prettypriestess 

In which Konoha needs to upgrade their plumbing to be more resistant. (Or, the one where Sasuke and Naruto get genin and maybe someone buys a house.)

this was a really fun and cute fic! its written in like 2k12 so like it still has some tropes and shit im not a fan of and ~sexy jutsu~ use that im p critical of. but! naruto and sasuke adopt kids basically and i love that

Baker’s Dozen by mylilchickadee 

In the aftermath of war, Sasuke struggles to deal with his new life while Naruto struggles to deal with him. Love, friendship, and baking. Mangaverse COMPLETE

i really really enjoyed this fic and think its one of the better ones for portraying sasuke being depressed and suicidal in a way that doesnt make my skin crawl. i thought they handled some p interesting themes and topics in a really good and thorough way and it made me really emotional. trigger warnings for: suicidal and violence tho! 

The Spaces Between Us by stripeypirate 

The year is 1985. Sakura Haruno waitresses at a local diner and wonders if dropping out of nursing school means she’ll be stuck in sleepy, small-town Bedford Falls for the rest of her life, forever in her best friend’s shadow. Sasuke Uchiha’s a man on the run, thrust into a world deeper and darker than he ever anticipated.

The chilly Northwestern wind brings change as lives collide, and hearts are bared (as well as broken). The Double R Diner sits at the center of it all- but its foundation will need to be strong enough to weather the storm

(Falling in love with your best friend can be just as bad as falling in love with your worst enemy).

objectively the best naruto fanfic ive read. this is an inosaku and sns one! its a small town diner fic and is really well written and updates p regularly!! 

What About You by cambion 

“No one knows they’re gay when they’re twelve, Sasuke.”
“I did.”
Shit.

Or, the fic in which Naruto’s best friends are both gay and he has a lot to figure out about himself. Vaguely post-699 ish.

theres an ongoing joke that ange is the only good fic writer in this fandom and honestly still holds true. another sns fic! this one has sasuke and naruto ~finding themselves~ in the woods and im really pumped for it to update! 

Keep Me Safe

Oh my gosh. Okay finally here it is! This is a request from an anon: 

“will you write one where reader is afraid of thunderstorms and the joker tells her to get over it at first, but then feels bad and comforts her? make it fluffy please :)”

I’m so so so sorry it took so long guys, i’ve just been crazy busy with work and school and it’s just been ridiculous but winter break is coming up so I’ll be writing a ton to make up for lost time! haha. Hope you guys like it and to the one that requested it, I know you didn’t request smut but I was kinda feeling it.. sorry if you dont like it!!! 

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Another crash caused you to jump and then squirm even further under the covers. Thunderstorms were your weakness, your achilles heel if you must. They terrified the living daylights out of you. The light cracked through the window and before you knew it another crash boomed throughout the bedroom making you shake. You kept yourself wrapped in blankets to attempt to block out the loud sounds coming from outside. You reached for your phone hoping to maybe distract yourself from the horror going on outside your window. 

As you unlocked the screen you saw that you had a text from J saying that work had held him back but he would be home soon. You smiled to yourself as you realized that this would help you calm down a bit. You heard the front door slam and J rustling his keys before his heavy footsteps sounded up the stairs. 

“J come here please!” You yelled loud enough for him to hear down the hall. He pushed the door open and looked at you in disbelief. 

“Are you kidding me Y/N? You’ve completely wrapped yourself in all of the covers. Why?” He just stared at you unsure of what to say.

 “Well… It’s  thundering out and I got kinda scared and I don’t know… I just sorta thought it’d be better if I hid? I don’t know J. Can you please just get in bed so I can sleep?” You gave him your best puppy dog eyes look and hoped it would get him in bed. He blinked, not emotion on his pale white face. 

“Fine. But give me a couple minutes to clean myself up. Work got a little messy,” he said with a smirk. You knew that meant that he had killed some poor sucker. You loved him to bits but people were so stupid to try and make deals with him. He’s a merciless killer, there’s not a chance he would spare some sad man’s life. When you looked closer you noticed that the burgundy shirt ha had on had some darker spots, no doubt blood. 

“Okay good, no blood on the bed!” you giggled as he turned around and gave you an ‘are you serious right now?’ kind of look. He grunted and nodded his head once as he stalked into the bathroom. Another boom shook the house and you let out a small squeak. Why did this have to happen? Why couldn’t it be all sunshine always? You leaned back against the headboard and waited for J to come to bed. 

“J how much longer are you gonna be?” you shouted from the bed. 

“Y/N come on. I’ll be there soon, can’t you just go to sleep? You’re being ridiculous Y/N it’s just thunder,” he replied. 

“J you know damn well that I can’t sleep! You know damn well how scared I am of thunder.” He groaned at the absurdity of it. You were his partner in crime, you were bad ass, ruthless, fearless. But not when it came to thunder. It terrified you and you had no clue why. You felt the bed dip as you looked out the window. His strong arms wrapped around your frame and he pulled you close to his chest. His hot breath fanned the back of your neck, his presence alone relaxing your tense body. You leaned back into his warm chest and sighed, closing your eyes and smiling a little bit. He was always so warm, the man just radiated heat. It was ridiculous but you weren’t complaining. He was the best to share a bed with, who needs a blanket when your boyfriend is always a million degrees?

“That better baby girl? Daddy making you feel safe?” You didn’t need to turn around to know that he had a smirk plastered on his bright red lips. To answer him you pushed back even further, making sure that you wiggled your bum around as you moved back. You heard his low purr in your ear and smiled to yourself, he would soon be melting in your hands. 

“Daddy I’m cold, can you keep me warm?” you asked wiggling your body so he would pull you flush against him. He wasn’t stupid, he knew what your end game was and he was more than willing to play along. His arms circled tighter around you, giving you all the warmth you needed. To be honest, you weren’t even very cold at all, you just wanted to get a reaction out of him, and so far, it was working. 

“Mmm baby girl, I think you have other ideas on how to stay warm don’t you?” You giggled at his statement, knowing full well what he had in mind. His hand slid down your front to casually fondle and play with the hem of your pink lacy panties. Your head fell back onto his shoulder and you gasped as he slid his hand down directly over your wet hole. “My pretty little girls wet for Daddy already hm? This is what you wanted anyways isn’t princess?” He was definitely playing along. You nodded and pushed your hips up into his hand to try and gain some pressure on your most sensitive areas. He pulled his hand away, teasing you, denying you what you needed most. 

“J please,” you begged.

“Who?” He replied with a tinge of darkness and lust to his voice. You smirked and gave him what he wanted. 

“Daddy pretty please.” He couldn’t see your face but he assumed that you had a cocky smile on your face, thinking you hand him in the palm of your hand, but oh how wrong you were. He growled in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. He once again slid his hand down your stomach, dipping into the waistband of your panties. 

You two were connected on a different level. He knew every inch of your body like the back of his hand, and you knew his. He knew everything that sent you into a frenzy. His skilled fingers immediately found your desperate clit. You groaned and gripped his wrist letting you know how good he was making you feel. You loved when he touched you, he never failed to make you scream and moan for him. You were so lost in the feeling of his finger toying with your clit that you hadn’t really noticed that he had slid further down, the tip of his index finger pressing lightly against your dripping core. You groaned, letting him know that you wanted more, you wanted to feel him inside of you. 

“Beg baby girl. Beg daddy to finger your tight little pussy baby,” he urged you. 

“Oh god, please Daddy, pretty, pretty please I wanna cum, I need to cum Daddy. Please make me cum,” you said in a hushed, out of breath tone. He chuckled behind you and pressed a single finger in to you. You gasped as he entered you and started pumping his finger in and out slowly. You couldn’t control your moans. “Daddy I’m so close I’m gonna cum please keep going.” He reached around and applied pressure to your clit as he mercilessly finger fucked your pussy. Your moans grew louder and you could feel yourself slipping over the edge. Soon enough your high came and you screamed out for him. 

“Is that better princess? Are you still scared?” You shook your head and turned around to face him. 

“Thank you,” you mumbled, looking up at him with a smile. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips. “You’re so warm,” you said into his chest as you nuzzled into him. He made a noise of acknowledgement and pulled you in closer to him. Thunder rumbled outside again and you tensed up. 

“Sshh baby it’s okay. I’m here, you’re okay. Daddy’s here to protect you,” he cooed. You smiled at his caring tone and your body relaxed. “You need to sleep baby. Close your eyes doll, I’m right here.” You nodded and closed your eyes and exhaled deeply. His hand trailed up and down your back creating a relaxing rhythm. With your ear pressed against his firm chest you paid close attention to his steady heartbeat, eventually lulling you to sleep.

“I love you J,” you mumbled right before you slipped into a deep slumber. 

“I know Y/N, I know. You’re mine,” he whispered to you as you drifted into a peaceful state of dreaming. Deep down he knew he loved you back but he could just never find the right time or way to say it so he just didn’t. “I love you too my precious.”


anonymous asked:

can you talk about the liveshow and what you think? im feeling really anxious cause it seems phil isn't staying at their place and like dan seemed really angry and short tempered? like he kinda insinuated he hated the presents phil got him, he barely mentioned phil, he threw his phone down and said 'apparently im phils PR agent', he very clearly wasn't a fan of the tinder video. idk maybe im over-reacting and you can reassure me but the entire thing seemed so strange and it has me on high alert

hi love!!! i’m going to be honest, i definitely didn’t interpret any of these things the way that you did so i will do my best to try and go through each of the issues you brought up and explain why i didn’t see them in this live show–hopefully that will help you, and i think it will give me the space to also talk about some of the things that stood out to me a bit!! so your first concern is that it seems like phil isn’t staying in their place, by which i think you mean that phil isn’t living with dan? i can’t even articulate how wholeheartedly i disagree but i’ll try hahah. what we know is that phil left for two days literally two weeks ago in order to go to what they described as a family thing, and that now he’s gone for “a few days” again, for another “family thing.” i don’t see why there’s any reason at all to disbelieve these explanations or take them for anything more than what they are on face? we know phil has quite a large family with many random cousins and aunties and since dnp have been traveling so much in the last couple of months and are set to travel again in a few weeks for vidcon, and moreover phil is someone who values his family quite highly, it makes sense that he would maybe use of this downtime to catch up with them. and it fits that he’s not taking dan to these things bc dan has almost never gone to extended family events w phil that we know of (family weddings and the like) and he’s been expressing for the past few weeks how badly he just wants to be alone and not see any more ppl in order to decompress and recharge and get his creative juices flowing. 

but let’s jst say for argument’s sake that the “family thing” is an excuse to cover up something else that’s happening–i still do not see why phil not staying with dan is a reasonable conclusion.  like, w most things to do w dnp there is sometimes room for discussion and it could be better to consider both sides. for this though, there’s truly ZERO evidence to support this and plenty of evidence to refute it including but not limited to phil’s tv box sets behind dan when he does his live shows, the numerous pics phil has posted of them moving and then of him in rooms w the same furniture, decor, and hardwood floors that appear in dan’s pics, and the fact that like, it just wouldnt make any fucking sense for them to go through all this effort to lie about them not staying in the same place? what would they achieve out of not telling the truth about moving apart? and also why would dan then even mention phil going to “see his family?” isn’t that just drawing attention to something he is hypothetically trying to keep secret? i honestly can’t even believe this is something i have to take the time to address but it’s getting frustrating to see it keep cropping up (and i’m not blaming you anon bc ik how compelling conspiracy theories can be, but in this case there is truly no reason not to jst go w the evidence of your own eyes and trust in the fact that dnp are just as disgustingly happy in their domestic bliss as they appear to be.) if there IS some reason that the “family thing” is an excuse or a cover i think there are any number of more reasonable things that they could be covering–e.g. it’s v possible phil has something negative happening in his family right now like a sick relative; maybe phil is working on a solo project that requires him to be out of the house a bit to film or work at diff locations; maybe they’re BOTH working on a joint project but phil is taking care of parts of it and giving dan the time and space to rest and recharge. so many alternatives that make more sense than them living apart. 

to your point about dan’s mood, i definitely did not read him as being angry or short-tempered, and let me emphasize that i am remarkably sensitive to him getting into those more negative moods. in my opinion from watching dan so closely for so many months now, when dan is upset about something he tends to turn most of that ire inwards and it leads to a live show ripe with self-deprecating comments, repeated mentions of wanting death or his life being a joke with zero accompanying smiles or laughs, a lot of notices of negative comments in the chat, long rambles about his feelings or the general lack of direction in his life, etc. i think this live show was a good example of him being tired and nothing more, and that seems understandable given the general activity and socializing of the last week. he seemed lower energy with a lot less yelling and flailing about than he is normally prone to, but i didn’t get any of those really strong negative themes that he normally gets lost in when he’s not in a good mood. on the flip side he pretty confidently defended his decision to change his yt banner and icon, even tho he read out negative comments he laughed them off and assured everyone the changes are temporary, he seemed eager to spend a few days thinking about his next main channel vid and excited to have the time to put more creative effort into it, he was passionate and didn’t even qualify his opinions very much when he talked about wonder woman and the importance of representation and uk politics and the vital role of young people in the electorate, he was full of energy when he was discussing nintendo and steven universe and his other random interests. there were plenty of moments where he could have gone down a darker route but i actually thought that on the whole he kept the content of this show quite positive and light.

regarding his presents, i don’t think anything he said made it seem like he “hated” them? i mean he wasn’t super enthusiastic but that,, makes sense? given what he showed us and what he explained to us about them? w the fidget spinner it was a literal gag gift that he was underwhelmed by bc theyre litro not fun to use at all. makes sense. w the glass bulb tht predicts the weather i thought his tone was gently teasing and fond about how phil so would be the guy to find a nerdy gift like that and think it was awesome but dan the cold-hearted cynic obvi has to point out the lack of scientific merit lmao. but he was quick to defend it as well and state that he still thinks it’s a cool-looking object that he can look at, which honestly reminded me of the xmas present phil got dan with the inky dots suspended in water, and how dan said phil rly understood his need for calming, aesthetic looking things in order to soothe his mind. re: the plastic bonsai and the dog shirt from his family, both of those also seem like gag gifts and he was reacting accordingly bc they’re funny so he’s playing the necessary role of spurned gift-receiver in order for the joke to carry. and then w the sunflowers, i mean i found that whole bit v entertaining? it’s just a fun quirky fact about dan. he appreciates the thought and he’s still going to display the flowers, but it’s  funny as fuck to think about this giant ass man being afraid of literal sunflowers. and tbh i dont think this is the full haul of gifts he got. he’s sharing the ones he feels comfy sharing, the ones that are more joke-y and less personal and that make more entertaining stories for him to share, and that makes sense. i don’t think it needs to be interpreted more deeply in order to speculate on his general emotional state or his relationship w phil. 

you next stated he barely mentioned phil, and i think that makes sense given that he had a lot of non-phil-related things to get through in this ls. it’s clear there was a list of topics he wanted to discuss in his mind or maybe even written down that included his new graphic design, his birthday/the gift haul, uk politics, wonder woman, the gaming channel, new dinof vid. he tends to talk more about phil when there are fewer general topics he needs to touch on–this gives him space to just share a few domestic anecdotes. but this time around there were jst a lot of other issues to discuss and i think that’s fine? he’s his own person, he has perspectives he wants to share, he had a busy week and imo it’s not weird at all if sometimes he doesn’t have that much to say about his partner lmao 

he definitely did not throw his phone down after reading out the text from phil. and the “apparently i’m just phil’s PR agent” comment seemed soooo joke-y and fond to me, i actually thought it was incredibly cute. i get how tone is subjective and i suppose it’s open to interpretation and if you were reading that w this larger context of feeling as though dan was in a very negative mood, i understand why the comment may have struck you the wrong way, but to me i really found it to be a playful bants-y lil remark that fits very much w the way that dnp tease each other when they’re happy and flirty and whatnot 

finally, with respect to phil’s tinder video, i actually was struck by how far out of his way he seemed to go to defend phil for his behaviors? he said like multiple times “it’s not that weird” and tried to make everyone feel like we’ve all “been there,” which like,,, no. we haven’t all been there. wtf. if anything it felt like a classic sidelong defensive comment that dan makes where he is responding to criticism without really explicitly mentioning the criticism. since there were a few ppl who found the video a bit uncomfortable both bc of phil admitting to catfishing a random person online and bc of phil recommending tinder to an audience w a significant percentage of underage ppl, it’s v possible to me that dan saw some of that criticism and was sort of heading it off without fully getting into it. he did kind of laugh when he said “what a partnership” referring to tinder and phil, but i thought that was completely valid and in good spirit–i mean it really IS the unlikeliest and most random of partnerships and i think dan being somewhat openly aware of that is kind of funny and cool. moreover, his tone seemed fond (again) when he was talking about how he was cringing while actually watching the video. i mean a bunch of ppl had full on intense secondhand embarrassment while watching so i dont find that odd at all, and i honestly thought dan’s explanation of his own feelings seemed mild in comparison. im also interested in the fact that he’s going to be making his own tinder video though not one like phil’s, which, if it is the same one that he is going to putting creative energy into in the coming few days, opens up a whole realm of possibilities about how dan is possibly going to connect tinder to any of his own experiences. i’m curious and a lil nervous lmao. 

all in all i thought this live show was actually pretty decent. i mean it wasnt the most interesting as far as dan’s live shows go but it also certainly wasn’t off-puttingly negative for me either. i thought dan was quite honest about his emotions w many of the things he discussed and although he seemed exhausted he also seemed a little bit grateful and excited to get the chance to actually be alone in the coming days and think about his new video. im excited for him to get that chance and looking forward to see what it will be!!! and who knows,, maybe the time alone will finally convince him his new graphic design is trash and he’ll be inspired to change his banner/icons to things that aren’t Ugly ;)))

anonymous asked:

au tomione + something similar to your fanfic mafioso, please?

She wasn’t an idiot, and as much as she had proved that time and time and time again, they still treated her like one.

She knew exactly what she was getting into when she met Tom Riddle. With his waxed hair and his pressed quits and his dark eyes and his charming smile. She knew he was a liar from the day they met, and a talented one. She knew he was dangerous from their first date. She knew who she was marrying from the moment he gave her that ring. She knew who she was married to. 

She knew.

It didn’t really bother her that they talked around her, danced around the subject when she was present, shrouded it in coded language and vague descriptions. It didn’t bother her that they all kept it a secret from her, treated her as innocent. She didn’t mind that they looked at her and saw her as something to be protected, something that shouldn’t be corrupted.

It bothered her that they thought she was that fucking dumb.

But, as with everything, there was an advantage to being underestimated. 

“Why don’t you run into the kitchen and make us all a cuppa tea, eh darling?” The man with the ponytail said. In his left hand he held a gun with a silencer agains the side of Tom’s head–and Tom hadn’t looked at her since the men arrived–and in his right hand he was flipping through a book that the other man had retrieved for him. It probably had confidential information. Illegal most likely. It didn’t frighten her that it existed as much as it annoyed her that he had left it lying around in their house.

The other man had helped himself to the expensive whiskey and was gulping it down and examining the sculptures on the mantlepiece. 

“How do you take it?” She asked. The man with the gun smiled at her.

“I like her,” He told the room, though she wasn’t sure who he was speaking to, if anyone. “Most of them cry.” He narrowed his eyes, his smile dropping as he waved at his friend to come closer. The other did so, puling his gun out of the waistband of his pants as if sensing a danger, but all the man with the ponytail said was, “Keep her company, will you?”

“No.” Tom said. “She goes alone, or she stays in here.”

“He goes with her,” The man said, “Or I kill you both right now.”

“It’s fine.” She said, “It’s just tea, Tom.”

The man followed her into the kitchen.

“Now,” He started, placatingly, his hair was brown and he was younger than the other man, his fringe falling across his forehead, stubbornly refusing to stay the way he had obviously styled it. “You gotta know no harm is coming to you, right?” She looked at him. “This is between the men. You don’t need to worry about a thing.”

“And Tom?” She asked, turning the kettle on. 

“Well, your husband and his associated have gotten involved in matters that do not concern them.” He said lightly, condescendingly, “They will have to answer for it.”

“Of course,” She agreed. Tom would have plenty to answer for. “And why did you need to bring this to my house?”

He paused. “Excuse me?”

“My home.” She reiterated. The kettle whistled, and she pulled it from the stove and pulled down two mugs. “Why did you bring it here?”

He hesitated again. “I’m not sure I appreciate the attitude.” He said. 

“Tea or coffee?” She asked, turning her eyes back on him. He looked bewildered, if not a bit annoyed.

“Coffee.” He said. She started readying it, and he continued, “You know, most women would’ve started crying right now. Or screaming. Or doing something stupid to try and save their husband.”

“Well, I’m not an idiot.” She said stiffly.

“Or maybe,” He said, lifting his gun to level it with her temple. She froze, her hand still wrapped around the handle of the french press, one hand poised above the filter ready to push it through. “You know more than you let on.”

She turned her eyes to him again. His face was all hard edges now, and it was fascinating how quickly he could lose all appearances of youth. Tom was the same. He looked so much older than she had ever seen him with those men walked into their home. She had only seen shades of it before, brief moments when his mind wandered before he focused back in on her and the tension around his eyes eased. 

But she didn’t feel afraid seeing it on this man’s face. “Please get that gun out of my face.” She intoned.

He paused for what felt like forever, just silence surrounding his gun in her face. Then he let out a short laugh, dropping the gun to his side. “God, you’re right. I’m sorry, it’s been a while since I’ve been out on a job. Guess I’m a bit paranoid.” 

She didn’t answer.

“Didn’t mean to upset you,” He continued, “I wouldn’t hurt a lady,” and then, laughing as if telling a joke, he continued “Not unless she deserved it–”

She threw the pot of hot coffee in his face. 

“You fucking bitch!” He screamed, but he dropped his fun and lifted his hands to his face, bending at the waist in agony. Her body reacted, her heart pounding in her chest and her fingers and toes tingling, blood rushing through her ears, but she kept calm.

She wasn’t an idiot. Not a thing went on in her home without her knowledge. She knew about the money, the men who worked for her husband, the blood on his shirt cuffs, the phone calls, the visitors. She knew where every gun and every knife was hidden in this godforsaken house–their house, her house–

She pulled open the drawer and reached underneath and up and pulled it out and shot him. 

The first one caught him in the shoulder. He reached for his gun on the floor but he was slowed by the pain and she kicked it away. Her heel caught on the handle of the gun and she nearly tripped but she righted herself enough to shoot him again, this one hitting him in the ribs. 

The third shot was in the head. 

There was commotion in the other room, but her ears were ringing too loudly to discern what was happening. She dropped the gun, pressed the heels of her hands into her eyes and took deep breath after deep breath after deep breath.

She didn’t feel guilty exactly. These men came into her home and held a gun to her husbands head and treated her like an ignorant, fucking idiot, but the weight of a human life that was lost still weighed on her like an elephant on her chest. She couldn’t stop her hands shaking so she curled them into fists and pressed them harder into her eyes.

The door to the kitchen slammed open. She took her hands away form her eyes and when the spots cleared saw Tom standing in the doorway with blood across his crisp white shirt. His dark eyes flitted between the body on the flood and her.

It was the closest she had ever seen him to panicked, and even still it only showed in his eyes.

She looked down at her dress. It was white once, now splattered with blood, not as much as his but still striking. She calmed her breaths before she spoke.

“There is blood on my kitchen floor.” She seethed, “There is a man shot in the head on my kitchen floor. A man help a gun to my head and is now bleeding out on my kitchen floor–”

“Hermione.” He said, his voice was wrecked and his eyes had darkened. He began crossing the kitchen toward her.

“There was a man in my library!” She snapped, “I don’t care if you want to keep secrets, I don’t care if you want to pretend I’m like all of your friend’s ignorant little housewives–”

“Hermione–” He said again.

“But do not bring that into our home, Tom Marvolo Riddle, or I will be the one holding a gun to your head–” 

His fingers threaded through the her hair before she could continue, his lips meeting hers with a fierceness and a desperation she hadn’t felt before. She lifted her arms to twine around his neck, losing herself momentarily in the familiarity of his embrace as his hands resituated themselves to curl around her waist and press her against the kitchen counter. She let out a shaky breath against his lips and his fingers dug into her waist. 

She pressed her hands into his cheeks and pushed him away, just far enough so she could look down between them. She hadn’t realized his hands were bloody until now, staring at the streaks of red on her dress. She looked up again to meet his eyes, breathless.

“You knew.” He said, and she supposed it was meant to be a question despite the fact it wasn’t one.

“You must think I am a complete imbecile.” She breathed, “How could I not have known?” He didn’t answer. “I want that out of my house.” She told him. “You get that fucking book out of my house and these men out of my house and I swear to God if it ever comes here again–”

“Hermione.” He breathed against her lips. 

“Go.” She ordered. “Do whatever it is you do when this happens and–”

“They won’t touch you again.” He promised her.

“No they won’t,” She agreed, “Because they’re dead.” And in a decidedly darker tone she added, “And now you’ll keep your mafia shit out of our house.”

He took her hand in his, his thumb running over the band of her wedding ring. He leaned forward until he could rest his forehead against her temple, taking a deep breath through his nose. She let her hands trail down her chest, jerking away when her palms came into contact with the dampness of the blood on his shirt.

“You should change your shirt.” She told him.

“You should keep the dress.” He said, his voice rough, wrecked with want, and she couldn’t even be surprised by the complete inappropriateness of his timing. 

“I am not speaking to you until you fix this,” She told him firmly. He pulled away to meet her eyes and looked as if he wanted to smile.

Submitted by seyeba 


ooohoohoo i hope im doing this right ;v;“

i have a ton of stuff typed up for these redesigns!! i hope its not too much text aaaa ;o;

i got the okay to submit these so i hope its alright to go ahead and do so! these are the redesigns that i had asked about through anon (and have put on a texture and my watermarks :’D )

Just managed to finish a buncha Yandere Simulator Redesigns! these are all of the main protagonist, and the ten rivals.

I decided to do a simply designed uniform to display the characters in. I chose this kinda of dress because i had fun drawing it. and i like the colour green. I also kept it only one colour/hue + white, instead of blue and red, which are colours that strongly contrast each other. These outfits still display changes that could probably apply to many other school dress designs, these being in skirt length, sleeve length, whether they wear jerseys or not and also, how they tie their bows/ribbon things.

So below I will share with you my personal ideas/headcannons/suggestions for the Yan Sim rivals, both for their personality and appearance, along with their reasons for being rivals. Please keep in mind these thoughts are all for fun!

(Also before i begin i must apologise for the jumps and many changes in quality and the several mistakes in the artworks, there’s really no excuse for them but i really can’t be bothered to fix em! maybe later :’D these took about a week to complete anyhow! )

First we have Yandere Chan!
Appearance:
I actually found somewhere on the Tummler someone suggesting that Yan-chan, instead of dark grey hair, should have white hair! They said that this would make Ayano have a more unique look, as well as the fact that white is associated with death in japan. Very cool! I figured it’d be neat, and would also match my idea that i have for Ayano’s personality. (i made a version with her default hair/eye colour just for fun tho)

Personality:
Recently Yandere dev posted a video on Ayano’s childhood. as everyone has been pointing out, the video is riddled with plotholes. not only that but i dont see any yandere in Ayano anymore. shes more like… a mix of yandere and kuudere. but without the -dere. she’s a Yankuu. KUUYAN im kidding. but anyway as a lot of people have been saying: the edge is strong with this video. and i feel like the edginess is too cringy. so lets remedy it!
i feel like having a yandere with a polite yet joking/sarcastic attitude would be pretty neat. Relating to her hair color, she would appear to be pure/innocent (referring to how white can be associated with purity), but should you choose to break this image by playing through the game violently, the hair colour would still relate! Back onto her personality and the idea of her being joking/sarcastic, if her insanity is getting low, she could make snarky/sarcastic remarks to her victims, either in the basement for the torture killing method, or possibly when outright killing them. maybe she likes to taunt her victims before killing them! i like the idea of her being headstrong with a kinda “these women have no chance against me” vibe. However the lower her sanity is, the more likely she is to vocalise these taunts, and maybe the lower it is, the more confident she becomes (in terms of killing someone as well, and possibly with killing them in front of others).

Next up is Osana!

Appearance:
This was basically me just fooling around with her design. There are some anime characters with hairstyles that just dont make ANY fucking sense whatsoever. be it that they make no sense in terms of gravity, or in terms of practicality. If the game is going to have several cliches sprinkled in, I want to put one in too! D:< I kid. But anyway- I did want to give her short hair. I felt like she would make a neat typical ‘tom boy’ kinda character. however, giving her short hair would neglect the sweet gradient she has going on, man! not only that but it also dismisses the kill method with the fan vent thing. i thought that method was pretty cool and i’d love to do it in game as well. ANYWAY i decided to give her these weird long bangs/side hair things.
and of course, for a hair accessory, she gets a small hair clip. one of those cheap ass clips that dont keep any hair back and only kids wear. (maybe its a little clip that senpai gave to her when they were younger! :‘3c ) I figured a small hair accessory would be adequate for her considering she is the first rival; it gives her a decently unique appearance, and keeps it simple at the same time. As the first enemy in the game, i don’t think she needs all that much detail.
and in terms of her stockings… yeah im not too sure. I changed the white spots because i personality didnt like the contrast, but her stockings weren’t bad originally.

Personality:
In terms of her personality, she’d be a typical tsundere. of course. she isnt mean though, unlike how she’s being implemented to act; its more like she does nice things for senpai, he smiles and says thank you, and she gets all flustered and shy/embarassed and is denying she did it because she likes him, its just because they’re friends, of course! anyway senpai obviously knows she has a thing for him (i doubt hes that stupid to not notice). depending on how you eliminate Osana, he will react in a few different ways.

The first way, if you murder Osana, is that senpai will OBVIOUSLY become incredibly distraught. he will become depressed. how would you feel if your best friend since childhood was suddenly murdered? for seemingly no reason, too!

The second way, if you befriend Osana and convince her to not confess to senpai and instead let you do so, Senpai will notice that Osana has started acting differently. However, its not an extreme change, Osana just seems to no longer be romantically interested in him. and because they’re best friends, he will be fine with it. I mean, i hope he’s a good guy that would be fine with something like that.

The third way is similar to the second, however the cause is instead that Osana is paired off with another person at school. heck, why not senpai be supportive of the new couple! thats the best :D

Not all too sure of the other elimination methods so im not going to comment on them :‘3

Next up is Amai!

Appearance:
the feet can fuck off. i hated drawing them.
ahem.
Of course, Amai here in her redesign is short and chubby. …kinda chubby. I actually had trouble with her proportions, at first she looked like a very long armed person with midget length legs. which did look kinda weird. anyway! I like the idea of her being kind and gentle etc. and i gave her a single tight curl in her hair, for the same reason as i did for Muja. ill explain why on the part for Muja though!

Personality:
I didnt really feel like changing her personality much. she has a cute personality already! no need to change it :D

Next up, Kizana!
this is actually my favourite redesign ive made out of the whole group c’:

Appearance:
(the negativity i have in this part is mostly, if not completely, just my personal preference.)
In all honesty i figured the richness in color of her original hair/stockings were wayyy too much. in terms of saturation. ive personally never liked that colour of purple. its always been weird and way too saturated for me to use whenever ive had to design a character (be it a humanoid character or a different creature). so i decided to change her hair to a light lavender colour, and her stockings to a similar shade. speaking of her stockings… I felt like they were incredibly tacky xD they just had rose prints tacked onto the material! definitely not regal looking, if that is indeed the sought after look. instead, i changed her stockings to have thorned vines embroidered on them, which refer to not only the thorned stems of roses, but also her personality.
I also felt like it’d be a cute idea for her to have a poofy skirt! again, it could be considered a 'dramatic’ contrast to all the other rivals and possibly all the other students. She also had the obligatory gloves (drama club) and i like to think she wears a long sleeved version of the school uniform.

Personality:
I feel as though she would have a perfect personality if she were to be sassy, often rude, but to also encourage creativity and originality. she could also be quite supportive of those with creative and unique ideas, which could mean she could poooossibly be paired with the art club leader? might be a stretch but i thought it was a cute idea that would make sense in this case :'3
I also changed the roses both on her choker and in her hair to a darker red, also due to the fact that i cant stand saturated colours. they also create a contrast to her lighter overall appearance, which can also be considered to be a dramatic contrast!
her eyes are blue due to the fact that i always thought the colour of royalty was deep blue. i once read a fact book for kids that was about some specific time period (i think it was based on like england or smth), which said if you were royal, you were considered to have blue blood. this was derived from the idea that royalty in the UK often had such pale skin you could see the blue veins under their skin therefore making people think they had blue blood in their veins.

anyway,

The next rival is Oka!
Appearance:
I didn’t feel like changing her design much, other than the fact i feel like with her messy hair, one or some teachers may ask her to tie her hair back. I know they do so in my school, especially if your hair is unneat or unkempt! Of course, she has a longer skirt. I feel like someone who is shy and socially awkward like Oka would HATE having to wear a mini skirt/dress. i feel like she’d be the type of character to cover up as much as possible, which is also why i gave her a jersey! It may seem redundant with her gloves already covering her but maybe she gets cold easily! i also thought it’d be cute, along with the fact that her original design had a turtleneck sweater/jersey. yay, jerseys!

Personality: I think her personality is perfect how it is. shy, weird, socially awkward and head of a fucking occult club. neato.

Asu Rito is next!! ..ehkinda.
not sure what i did here. i just put her hair into a ponytail and made her sports pants longer.

NEXT IS MUJA KINA GAHAJHUDHEU
ahem
i decided that Muja Kina could be an intern for nursing! She had just flown over from another country to do training to become a nurse :3 

Appearance: since she’s from another country, i felt that i could give her a uniform similar to the ones that nurses from South Africa wear, considering i live in SA! i just made it pink to match her overall colour scheme, and made her eyes green to contrast. as said earlier, i gave both her and Amai a little tight curl in their hair. this is because when i was younger and had really long hair, my hair was mostly straight save for a single random curl. i felt like this would add a little personal touch to the redesigns, and also add a bit of youthfulness to their appearance. also because i like drawing these kindsa curls :3

Personality:
Instead of being a ditzy airhead klutz WHATEVER kinda person, she is a very caring and soft person, and tries her best to be strict and reprimanding but she just can’t do it, she’s too sweet by nature! she also tries her best to help anyone and can become too attached to her patients that need a lot of help. so that brings me to the topic of her relationship with senpai!
i feel like with her being a nurse that wants to save everyone, when she sees senpai she immediately calls him in and tries helping him throughout her week. i feel like she’d try to act like a therapist and give him meds like Rescue for stress and stuff like that. at the end of the week i’d say she’d have by then convinced him to maybe leave the school (if there have been murders in the past she could have convinced him that this school is too dangerous for him to attend) or to possibly leave dating or love and w/e for after school when he’s going to college (if the past rivals were all eliminated peacefully and senpai is feeling uuuu sorry for himself that any girl he likes lose interest in him)

Next is Mida Rana!
honestly before i memorised Mida’s and Muja’s names to their faces, i kept getting the two mixed up with each other. their names aren’t really similar, but… they’re too similar for me ):<<
ANYWAY
Appearance: Overall i just changed her appearance to be less obviously a porn actress acting as a teacher who spanks the students or some creepy shit like that. no garter belt showing AND NO OBVIOUS BOOBAGE. the boobage is still there but its more believable or plausible to happen in a school environment /iguess/ since of course some women have such large breasts that sometimes the clothes they have can’t cover up their cleavage completely! and while that argument could have been used for her original design, i feel like that design was just made to be sexual and nothing else.

Personality: i think i read this somewhere else before but the idea for Mida Rana is that she is the new teacher for Senpai’s class. idk maybe the last one was killed or she resigned! or w/e. anyway Mida Rana will become a rival because WELL WHADDYA KNOW she’s the head teacher for the exchange program! she decides that because senpai is such a friendly and respectful person, he would make a perfect candidate for representing Akademi High by becoming an exchange student in another school! maybe this would make senpai decide to move to that country he became an exchange student in :0c either way senpai would be leaving the school for an amount of time so its basically oh noes for Ayano!

so next we have Osoro!
Appearance: for her design i went full derp bc i didnt really know what to do. i googled high school delinquents and its a japanese thing and i didnt… really know… how to redesign her. so i just made her a bit less caring to her uniform appearance and gave her one of those masks that some deliquents in google images were wearing. also darker skin because why not.

personality: i didnt really have much of a problem with her original personality so i didnt really feel like changing it.

NEXT is Hanako!

appearance: keeping her as little miss generic. upon transferring to the school because her parents felt it would be nice for her and senpai to be in the same school before senpai finishes high school, she was wearing the school uniform exactly as how it was described in the rulebook she had gotten before transferring to Akademi. however, after seeing all the other students wearing short skirts, with colourful hair, hair accessories and colourful socks, the second day she comes to school she decides to wear her favourite heart hair clip. ooooh what a rule breaker!!

personality: upon coming to school for the first day, she will realise that something is off. Hanako is not stupid; if she finds out that there have been murders at the school, she will immediately tell her parents who will proceed to transfer both senpai and Hanako out of Akademi to a new school.
if there have not been any murders, and senpai tells her of the girls that used to have crushes on him but have all suddenly become uninterested in him, she will conclude that someone is trying to sabotage all of his potential lovers, and similar to Muja, will convince him to not start dating anyone.

finally, Megami Saikou.
i always felt that the name Saikou sounds a LOT like Psycho. and i legit figured that, after seeing the name on Ayano’s cellphone, it was kinda punny engrish name that referred to Ayano’s yandere nature. BUT NO it seems like its the name of the random corporation thing. that got me thinking…

what if Megami was also a yandere? :3c she could be a serious kinda yandere; professional and very VERY secretive of eliminating those who mean harm to the one she loves. ofc since she’s supposed to be a mary sue, it will be very VERY hard to get by her because she is very good at keeping this a secret.

so yeah!! those are the ideas i had for the redesigns for the rivals and Yan-chan! hope some people like them /)o//v//o(\