#(anywho y’all will get art of them eventually)

[weirdozjunkary]

I think it really shows something about me when making my character for my first DND campaign in a while, I made a mad scientist—AroAce—Teifling (who may or may not be autistic as well).

[mr-squidgy-jr]

headcannons for alfred, Romano, and a little bit about Toris

y’all like these so… yeah Brain time anywho-

Alfred is very clingy and affectionate but tries his best to respect any set boundaries placed by Freinds on affection, especially since he knows his strength can potentially hurt people-

- However, he does not know these boundaries unless they are clearly stated because either he does ent realize because the adhd and differences in processing, or because he notices something but overthinks it to the point where he just thinks he’s being irrational.

that’s one of the reasons he became so close to Mano so quickly, romano takes no shit from anyone because he’s done doing so. He’s sets his boundaries very quickly and directly and doesn’t try to sugarcoat the fact that someone has made him uncomfortable. Some people perceive this as him being anisocial or pushing people away, but if you respect the set boundaries and just get to know him you see the true Romano and eventually some of those boundaries begin to dissolve a little bit.

romano dissent like affection from anyone he’s not super close to. He makes that clear. Alfred respected that as much as an over affectionate person could, by finding different ways to express affection. Offering fistbumps and high fives as opposed to hugs. Not taking up too much space on the couch so Romano can have his personal space. Eventually as they became closer while living together Romano started being more open to affection, leaning on people, offering hugs, ruffling Alfred’s hair, though most affection initiated by him it was still a change. Romank also showed affection in different ways, checking on alfred so he didn’t iverwork himself, helping Tori’s cook in the kitchen, showing his art to the others, opening up about his past, giving occasional compliments, hanging up in Poland when he tried to call Toris because damn that bastardo is so annoying.

though Romano is also bad seeing other peoples emotions sometime. For alfred he processes differently and grew up with rather non-expressive, yet dramatic people. He was raised to be a weapon and a recourse who could handle public relations, and to Arthur that didn’t involve teaching him how to read emotikn… thank god Gilbert came around. Anyways, Romano had the exact opposite. He grew up with hyper expressive Antonio and Lovino. he was raised to express his opinion as opposed to repressing emotion. However that mean he’s used to just easily being able to read people and so when he can’t he tenses up( one of the reasons he doesnt like Ludwig). Because of all of this, Toris is usually the one to help them read people, giving them a look to convey a negative or positive emotion. He tries to communicate effectively and express when he has the energy.

Though, that’s not to say that alfred and Romano are bad at emotions or that Toris is amazing at them. Toris feels that he needs to resolve every conflict and miscommunication because of his history with Russia who could be slightly temperamental if accidentally spurred. Because of this he get involved in exhausting unnecessary drama and is rumored to be dramatic himself by the other countries. Alfred overtime notices many small details about people like their stims, hyperfixtations, sounds, ect. This helps him figure out what they’re feeling and what he can do to help form his personal experience and patterns in their behavior. Some find it off-putting but it can be endearing. Romano will talk to people the cares about when he thinks they’re upset and gives them a chance to vent. He gives the vibe of a someone who’s done with life, but really cares about people, and those things combine into what Toris and alfred call parental Romano. He tells them their feelings are valid, gives them a game plan, offers emotional support or to just stay with them or get someone else who may be better equipped to handle the situation. His pep talks are a little bit blunt but that can make them funny at points.

nowadays, the three of them are all very comfortable with eachother. So comfortable that some countries suspect they are together. after all, how could anyone ever tolerate Alfred’s forehead kisses, and hugs, and overly-friendly personality if they weren’t dating him. Or tolerate romanos smart ads comments that get barks of laughter out of the other two. Or Tori’s’s frequent well being checks all the time?! I mean really it’s a wonder. Though the rumor of them dating began to spread quickly when they were found late to a meeting, all in a cuddle pile on the pullout couch bed in alfreds hotel room I. Front on the tv, alfred “sleep hugger” jones holding Romano closely to his side which Romano is comfortably slumped into, while toris is lying down , head laying on Alfred’s thighs, wrapped In a blanket, with Alfred’s hand on his head as though stroking his hair.

francis of course was the one to find them. Of course, he also started the rumor. However to everyone else who personally knows the three like Kiku and mathew, they all know this is normal for the them. ( or is it more…) idk , ships it if you want and don’t ship it if you don’t. I personally think it’s a really cute shop though I just see this as really good friends. ( though that’s mainly because in my hetalia storyline that’s in my head I gave alfred and oc bf so….yeah) just dudes being bros, living together, cuddling, being all cute to impress eachother…

[dhmis-askblog-au-thingy]

(Mod: alright!! Gonna be answering asks again real soon BUT before we get all started up again I have a few updates I need to share! First off, my designs for the trio have changed a bit! ESPECIALLY Doi’s design- so, if a character looks different, well that’s why!! (Plus certain personalities may change just a tad to better fit the series BUT if a characters seems “out of character” for the series.. well i have a reason I’ll touch on in a sec-) Second, the events of the series aren’t necessarily canon here, being that, in this au, when Red pulled the plug, they all escaped the simulation, the au of mine where the series is canon to my au is in a different universe entirely- however, I may include some characters from the series and eventually I’ll figure out if there’s a way to incorporate “you-know-who” into this au, likely that won’t occur.. but i will give some nods to the series, JUST NOTE the events of the series aren’t canon in this au. ALONGSIDE THAT, if a character seems “out of character” when comparing them to the series, just note, there is a reason. This au follows June 19th and it’s aftermath, the whole June 20th debacle of the new series has not occurred and- in that universe- the trio essentially forgot who they were and who one another was so, in this au, the trio won’t constantly insult eachother and they have stronger bonds than that shown in the series because they remember who one another was- basically, the series version of these guys is basically, in my au, this trio but if they only remembered eachother within June 19th/20th- here they remember everything- keep that in mind. And finally, updates will be irregular- my motivation for this au comes and goes BUT IM NOT ABANDONING IT TILL I SAY SO- and even if and when that happens, I will still share what happens in this askblogs main storyline (WHICH will start very soon! As in in the next one or two asks or so-) but! Yeah! Also art style will be quite inconsistent i am so sorry- BUT ANYWAYS IM BACK AND! stay tuned!~ in the meantime, send some asks in!! The inbox is a little short of asks at the moment, I have a few saved, but if you wanna ask stuff, well, the floor is yours!! :DD Anywho see y’all hopefully soon!)

[raposarealm]

Magitober 2022 Catch-up #2

Look, I’m doing my best here, it’s not my fault psych meds knock you out cold better than an old grandmother with a rolling pin.

Anyways, I scanned these as well, and tried to crop them best I could. A number of these are just concept sketches, ‘cause if I actually tried give them justice, we’d be here until next year.

I’m skipping past Day 6, because I didn’t even finish the concepts for these. I’ll be posting the finished items in December instead, to coincide with a different celebration. If I can get them done in time, that is. Moving on!

Day 7 - Favourite event

So, my favorite event is actually Beachside Bonds, but since it seems like a number of other folks also chose that event, I went with my second favorite event instead: Otsukimi is After an Elegant Tea Party. This is only the rough scene layout, showing the track behind Mizuna Girl’s School, with the figure in the foreground standing in for Yukika, the event’s main character. Eventually I’ll get around to drawing the scene in its entirety, but not today.

Day 8 - Historical magical girl

I double-checked earlier that historically-themed magical girls could be used for this prompt, ‘cause a) I didn’t want to draw Tart characters twice, and b) I didn’t want to draw Tsuyu or Chizuru, their designs are so damned complex. I do love the Tokime, though, so I picked one of the units I don’t actually have, Ryoko. She doesn’t look feisty enough here, though, I feel. Whoops.

(Skipping Day 9, ‘Create a Doppel’, because I don’t have the slightest clue how to go about doing that.)

Day 10 - Oriko Magica

Oriko’s hat looks like a bucket to me, so have Oriko’s true final form: Oribucket! Yes, I’m very funny. 

Fun fact! That’s the first time I’ve drawn Oriko.

Day 11 - Favourite non-magical girl

Yes, it’s Tasuke, big surprise. I guess I’m fond of that exact brand of very tired dad who ends up involved with a larger cause that their kid also ends up a part of. (Points if you can guess any other characters that fall into that description!)

Anywho, earlier I joked in the Discord about a playable unit, except it’s just Tasuke throwing something ‘cause he doesn’t have a weapon exactly. I wanna do an actual fake card art at some point for this, because it’s too funny to me. So have these sketches in the meantime.

Day 12 - Create an Alt

Another one I mentioned (and actually uploaded) on Discord, but here we have Seika, Sailor version! There’s lots of small notes on this one explaining the specific details, but in a broader sense, I modeled her altered design here off of old-time sailors, specifically those found around the Aran Islands, which are shown with the cabled sweater mostly hidden beneath the overcoat (whoops!), and the scarf in aptly named “fisherman’s rib”. Her weapon is a modified belaying pin, which are used to hold down rigging to the ship’s sides. I’ll have to work on its design a bit, but I do plan once again to do a better drawing of this at some point, ‘cause a number of y’all in the Discord seemed to like it.

That’s all I’ve got strictly finished for now. I’m going to keep chugging away at the prompts, but I’ve got the feeling that my entries are going to extend well into November. 

[pantherxdrawz]

Oh fucc forgot to do an intro

and AFTER the 500 post point-

…I ain’t putting all this in my bio

Anywho, Welcome to my blog!

Well.

[That is of course, unless your a proshipper, MAP, lgbtphobic, bigot, TERF, racist, support the shitshow that is TBATF and/or the creators (that parts just because I’m in the Eddsworld Fandom).]

^Visual representation of me tapping my lil DNI list

YK the common basics. (Tbh who WANTS those guys interacting with them/rh)

If your one of them,

very kindly fuck off

(You WILL be blocked if not)

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With that out of the way,

☄️-I’m Panther/Nyx/Shade

I’ve also got many other names take y’all’s pick [pulls out a comedically large tophat with names], I even have names like Cloudberg and Roomba at this point as long as it’s not offensive anything is on the table really-/hj

At this point you could point to me and go “your name is Tom now your Tom” and I’d go: “…okay guess I’m Tom now”

💫-I currently use all the pronouns, He/She/They/Xe/It etc. Whatever just go for it, still figuring that shit out and I don’t really mind

☄️-I‘ma hobby artist, also hobby animator if I feel like it, but I do take Discord Nitro commissions at times (info below if you’re interested, you could also just DM me right off the bat for info, however since I also have school I might not get to it straight way as fair warning)

I also feel like I should’ve charged for completion and not crop and that these are embarrassingly cheap, and full body’s are embarrassingly expensive but hey I don’t have this as my full job what do I know

You can DM me on here, or on my Discord RandomPurplePantherGorl#2046 if you’re interested

Edit: So since the Twitter (or “X” *gags*) forced update with the username changes, my Discord is now pantherxdrawz just like my Tumblr

Disclaimer: I have all rights to deny a commission for any possible reason, even if it’s perfectly fine by all the guidelines I’ve put, I still have full rights to deny it (I probably won’t though, but still) ★・・・・・・★

Current Hyperfixations:

-Ensemble Stars (This one’s the newest and current strongest)

-Project Sekai

-Ace Attorney

-Danganronpa

-Eddsworld (Well, actually not really anymore, Been Hyperfixated on it for a year then eventually just kinda…lost interest and left the fandom. but I’m still gonna put it here, I might return one day)

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I’m basically Multi-fandom friendly and post whatever tf I want when I want, basically I just see a cool thing and hit reblog

so if you followed me for only one fandom and don’t like multi fandom posting, uhhh sorry pal you’re in the wrong place, feel free to unfollow in that case

I’m just a little guy trying to post their art and reblog stuff

★・・・・・・★ Filtering tags of mine, everything else on this fucking blog is a cluttered garage:

#pantherxdrawz My art/animation tag

#pantherxeditz My edit tag, where you’ll find my au edits of game/show shots

#pantherxwritez My tag for writing/fanfics that I make

#pantherzocs / #panthersocs My tag for if you ever get interested in my Hand made blorbos (my ocs) and want to see everything I’ve posted of them

#for the pocket friends My tag for showing my mutuals stuff simple as that

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Enjoy your stay :]

[laketaj24]

Author’s Note: Hey y’all!! I low key love Star Wars and I crossed it over lmao! I hope y’all like it!! I’m gonna write a fic eventually when I get comfortable, but anywho here are the characters lol

Darth Ivar

Son of Master Ragnar, a Grey jedi who served on the Jedi counsel until his expulsion because of his numerous affairs and dabbling into the dark arts

Youngest of the Lothbroks, never showed an interest in the force until he became close friends with Maul and Ventriss.

Close to Hvitserk, until he got older and realized he didn’t like any of them— mainly Bjorn for his devotion to the Jedi Order

Wielded his lightsaber on the first try, impressed Darth Vader

Trained with Maul at Dathomir, body is riddled with tattoos, eyes burn auburn

Loves Droids, BB12 is his loyal sidekick, and frequently helps him in his conquests

Can wield force lightening and prefers it as his method of torture

High midocholorians - referred to as the chosen one among the siths, highly regarded among Jedi but not trusted

Loathes Yoda- and Mace Windu because they call him boy

Admirable to obi wan but prefers to keep his distance in combat because he’s cunning and a worthy opponent

Apprentice to Darth Oleg the Prophet

Despises the Jedi counsel,

Seeks to destroy and rebuild the Republic

Does not like Darth Oleg but is obedient to learn his powers

Definitely has a crush on Ventriss - admires the witches

General Bjorn

Oldest son of Master Ragnar

Raised in Coruscant - mother was the senator of Naboo,

Highly force sensitive but prefers to use combat rather than force

Trained by Count Rollo- now a former Jedi master (member of the confederacy)

Bjorn is the general of 101st Brigade, loves to engage in battles rather than negotiations

He has no ambition to become a politician- despised them but defends them

Has a green lightsaber - true guardian of the force, he has never dabbled in the Darkside

Bjorn is good at remaining unattached, leaves emotion out of his actions until it’s one of his brothers and then he’s irate

Close to master Yoda-

definitely has attempted to sleep with Luminara - failed

Trains padawans, but not many survive, not a good teacher

Has nearly lost in a battle to Ivar twice, swears he will kill him

Ubbe the Negotiator

The second son of Ragnar the White

Definitely thinks he can get Ivar back to the light side of the force

Has a blue lightsaber, loves a good fight but prefers peace— will try to negotiate with anyone

Made rank of master at a young age due to his dedication to the Jedi Temple

Protector of young padawans, head trainer next to Yoda of padawans in Coruscant

Has secretly been sleeping with a member of the senate - serves as her guard on every other mission

Deals primarily with pirates in the outer rim, is greater and knowing when Ivar will attack and generally is the only person Ivar won’t kill

friends with Hondo- likes the underground connection

Does not trust Bjorn with sensitive matters

Searches for Hvitserk, and has tried to persuade him back to the Jedi a few times

Friends with Ahsoka who keeps tabs on Hvitserk for him

Not intimidated by Darth Maul, Darth Oleg or Ivar

Hvitserk the White

Hvitserk the third son of Ragnar the White took after his father and left the Jedi

Decided the counsel did not have a code that suited his needs, and liked certain elements of the darkside

Perpetually a loner, has two friends Ahsoka Tano and Finehair, a mandalorian

Stays in the outer rim and does bounty work most of the time

Wields two white lightsabers, feared by most because he is incredible with the force utilizing the force choke to halt an enemy

Rarely talks to Ivar, but is not an enemy of him

Sees Bjorn most often and has occasionally helped him in a few of his adventures

Refuses to go back to the Jedi-

Has a girlfriend on Corellia and visits her whenever he can- prefers to keep her hidden

Hangs out with rogue clones - has a protocol droid that drives him insane but is also his best friend

Definitely uses spice occasionally

Frequents bars on all planets

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[daily-dose-of-imagines]

𝕄𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙-𝕌𝕡 ♡

May I please get a written ship for haikyuu, attack on titan, psycho pass and yugioh? I can be described as introverted. I randomly doze off and daydream a lot. Because of my introverted personality I am mistaken for cold a lot because of my “resting bitch face.” Once people get to know me I am just emotionally shy and empathetic. When I’m with friends I am very upbeat, joyful, and hardworking by supporting my friends and family. My friends describe me as a good listener and easy to talk with because I Am open-minded and easygoing. I like to watch anime, read manga, play video games, watch DC comic films and shows, my ultimate favorite hobbies include drawing fan arts of Kpop groups & anime, while listening to music (second ultimate favorite hobby). I also like to swim and drive around because of my love for adventures and imagination (also relaxation). I especially love to eat sweets , in particular boba and macaroons. I have big brown eyes, long wavy brown hair, baby face (don’t look my age. I Am mistaken for looking 13-17). Sexuality: heterosexual Age: 23

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Hello @otakupandasworld​~! I hope these are to your liking~! I managed to get an idea for them all so hopefully these are up to par in comparison to Admin T’s lengthy match ups LOLOLOL Thanks for requesting with us bb~! uwu Anywho, I wanna congratulate you again on finishing up Uni!! Stay strong bb~!

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𝕀 𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕐𝕆𝕌 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔽𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘…

ɴɪꜱʜɪɴᴏʏᴀ ʏᴜᴜ

I definitely get heavy vibes that initially meeting you, Noya would be dumbstruck by your overall beauty. He’d think another Kiyoko has graced his life and unlike before, he takes this sign as a chance to go in hard to woo you over man. Like If you thought him going after Kiyoko was pretty rough, then you’re in for a whole different ball game! 

Initially meeting you, he’d take your quiet state as a challenge. Even if other’s try to deter him by telling him you’re some cold ice princess. Well, we all know Noya doesn’t necessarily care. Boi will go all out to anyone he feels is capable of handling his affections.

Oml his surprise though when he finds out you’re a precious shy baby who be like a mini sunshine all in your own special light. He would deadass be the one to text you random memes he finds on the internet at 3 in the morning. He doesn’t seem like the anime type, but if you find some interesting one’s you’ll find yourself with a very cuddly puppy by your side. 

THIS. BOI. VENTS. TO. YOU. ALL. THE. TIME. If he’s going through a rough spot with one of his friends he’ll vent to you while y’all are cuddled up as you play with his hair. He also drinks your advice like it’s water man– like shiet more solid advice that’ll help him? Sign him the fuck up.

He is deffo a long car ride / road trip boi. Going anywhere excites him! He loves adventure and pushing himself to new extremes! Also, the moment he sees your art– best know he’s hyping you up so hard. Spam the VBC chat? Check. Spam Tanaka till he begs for mercy? Check. I’m telling you, any chance he gets to show you off he will man.

Also, DC? Movie dates every weekend. He’ll text you like, 

“babe I’m ready for another movie! I’m already on my way over!”.

Sometimes you gotta stop him from attempting to barge in when you’re fresh outta the shower oof. He too excitable. Also He loves your baby face? Like???? Kisses all the fucking time whenever he can man.

Also he worships your body. Like— he worships your body. And loves to show it any way possible– sksksk

End all, I think y’all would be a cute sort of extroverted meets introvert couple! 

ᴀʀᴍɪɴ ᴀʀʟᴇʀᴛ

Okay– hear me out he vibes on you with daydreaming and being an open-minded hardworking individual. Unlike Noya, he’s super gentle and delicate with his affections. He’s just as awkward and as shy as any other boy with their love, but don’t get me wrong. The moment he feels more confident and comfortable around you he be openly showing PDA. Sometimes he has thoughts where you might leave him, but unlike most he talks to you about it.

He’s the one to keep an honest relationship with you in terms of transparent communication. Whenever he gets the chance, he will deffo try to bake or learn basic recipes to gift you with whenever you’re training or studying up for their next move. 

Loves to read with you. Cuddle and read date? Big fucking check there. He recommends you books that might peak your interest. He sees you as a beacon of light. Someone who helps him retain his humanity and his morals. 

He was definitely scared and wary of you on your first meeting, but remembers that he’s friends with Mikasa and with a new found confidence decides to talk to you. (After a push from both Eren and Mikasa of course)

He absolutely adores looking into your eyes whenever you guys have a casual date. He thinks that your eyes are the key to everything he wants in life because they just tell him so many stories and reflect so many beautiful emotions.

Also, like Noya, he is in love with your baby face. He finds you absolutely adorable and can’t help but sneak in kisses to your cheek or forehead when you have a cute look of concentration on your face.

Over all, I feel like y’all would be the adventure seeking ones who’ll inspire others around y’all~.

ꜱʜᴜꜱᴇɪ ᴋᴀɢᴀʀɪ

Alright, despite being the jokester he’s actually not bad at being a civil human being. Yeah he’s gone through shit with the Sibyl system, but he’s managed to persevere through and at least make do with it. He absolutely loves to discover and play new video games with you! Like you, he’s super easy going– maybe too much so, but that’s where you dish him some of that serious time talk.

He’s super hesitant on talking about himself and his own feelings. The only thing he really talks about with in passion is how much he detests the Sibyl system and the occasional dark jokes of how he doesn’t have anywhere else to really go in life because of the fate he was dealt with.

Though eventually he begins to open up to you, and only you about his ideals and how people who don’t have to deal with the shit of the system. 

Definitely the type who will go out for midnight drives with you. Just you, him and the night sky. He really feels like it’s you and him vs. the world sometimes but it’s usually masked by his playful attitude.

Like you, he loves sweets! Will most definitely be the one to taunt you with sweets and steal quick kisses in between whenever he can. 

He will also be the one to keep you on the good side of the system. He wouldn’t want you to deal with the life he’s been dealt. 

As for how you look, he literally basks in your adorableness. He loves your expressions and how expressive your eyes can be. Playing with your hair is one of the things that’ll help keep him calm or distracted from the world. Is also the type to suddenly lift you into his arms and grin cheekily at your embarrassed expression.

ᴊᴀᴅᴇɴ ʏᴜᴋɪ

OKAY so like– I really see you and Jaden together? Like ??? Y’all be going on so many cute little adventures together. And each one has it’s own memorable moment. You sometimes have to stop him from doing the stupidest shit though oml—

Tbh he didn’t really notice you at first when you joined the squad, but your caring attitude and advice had him curious. Where did you get all that knowledge from? Thus equating to him talking to you more and baby kuriboi here growing a crush on you. 

He definitely loves to read manga with you! Any chill time with you is the best thing to him! Is also the type to show off your art, just not as extreme as Noya. He’s super casual about it! Whenever you guys are traveling or exploring the world to become great duelists, he likes to take you out on sudden dates. 

It catches you by surprise initially, but you’ve grown accustomed to these cute little dates. Constant hand holding and talking about your futures. Sometimes when the weather is nice and it’s just you two, you both like to imagine what kind of lives you’d both live in different worlds for the fun of it. 

Loves to just hold your hands tbh. He finds them so cute and delicate. He once tried to braid your hair, and well– let’s just say that ended in a bit of a mess. But it was fun and memorable nonetheless!

Over all, I feel like he’d be the one to help you break out of your shell a bit more when it comes to meeting new acquaintances. Especially since he’s pretty chill with everyone!

[hello-vampire-kitty]

Servamp Chapter 81 “His tale about XX”

Gear is a tsundere geek, but, the big question of this chapter is: could it be that he is sensei? I made a few notes based on my observations in chapter that I hope you will read afterwards.

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Hoo boy, so finally get to know a little about the mysterious creator of the vampires that we know as ‘sensei’. We also got to know that besides the once briefly mentioned werewolves, there are other supernatural beings out there and maybe they will make an appearance at some point, although I wonder where are? Doesn’t C3 handle with them as well, not just the vampires?  Oh, and since it mentioned mermaids, I wonder if they have to ability to transform on land and have legs. Anywho moving on, ‘the man’, which we can assume is sensei, has made immortal beings, but even so, considered imperfect, but it appears that he first performed this on himself since he was able to live hundreds of years and there’s the part that says he went ‘in various places of various ages’, which somehow kinda gave the impression that he could time travel, because there must be a meaning as to why it was phrased like that, instead of just saying something like ‘throughout his travels’ or ‘he searched for many years’, because those kinds of phrases would have just allude to the normal passage of time. This makes me wonder, if it’s true, could it be possible that the Servamps are from different time periods? That would be quite something! This possibility of time travelling can be related to our new character, Gear. On the 3rd page we get to see huge gears in the room that display numbers up to 30, which I think those are supposed to be the days of the month (but why not 31 though?...), then we have runes, months and zodiacs. There’s another small gear in the upper right that might represent day/night, on the bottom left we have a gear with roman numerals and the second largest gear there, I’m not sure, but those could be cardinal points, so that gear could represent a compass. It looks like a complex clock, having numerous hands as well and what is the most noteworthy about these hands is that they have the name of the sins written, such as the small one above the large hand in the pic, which has ‘sloth’ written on it. The words on the other hands are not distinguishable, but I did also see ‘pride’ written on another one.

Now why would the name of the sins be there? I thought of something...If perhaps Gear is sensei or in some way has a relation with the Servamps, I thought that this huge clock thing could be some sort of tracking device and acts as a medium upon his creations. Only based on the pic above, it would seem that Gear has to move the hands of the clock? I have a theory that this whole thing is like a magical item of sorts, that could be tied to the Servamps and Gear in a way monitors them. I had this idea because (even though we still have yet to discover more about the methods), the creator of vampires, the one who wanted immortality must have used some dark arts, perhaps made some rituals, made contracts with other beings (something Faustian like perhaps), so that he can grant life or extend it and other abilities, which may include time travel perhaps? I mean, we have Gear, his name, and the fact that we also have a huge clock with other gears, to me it suggests ‘the gears of time’, don’t you guys think so? That’s what I can speculate, if Gear is really sensei. (oh and if he is indeed, then y’all remember that Kuro supposedly killed him long ago and we believe that because we saw how in pain Kuro was when we saw his memories, but what if Kuro believed that he actually killed him, but sensei came back to life somehow, and Kuro didn’t know just what sensei was capable) Probably all of us believed that Gear could be sensei when we saw at the end that Gear held a photo of Kuro dressed in the clothes of the time when the Servamps held the meeting to decide whether to kill him or not.

Before I move on, I want to mention something about this panel

The three elements that Gear mentions are: ‘vessel’, ‘blood’ and ‘spirit’, and I want to say something about the latter. You see the word in Japanese ‘seishin’「精神」 can mean  mind; spirit; soul; heart; I thought the whole thing would be like what I usually hear ‘mind, body and soul’, but in this case it’s different. I was debating whether to use ‘mind’ instead of spirit, but then the word ‘tamashii’「魂」was used which directly translates as soul and also spirit, but more commonly is the former. Had I written ‘the mind is the soul’ instead, I’m not sure if it would have been better. It was quite tough to choose the words here, so if you have any opinion on this part, I would like to hear it!

Phew, talked a lot about Gear, but I wanna talk a bit about Youtarou as well! First of all he is so cute! Secondly, it seems that he has been with Gear for a while, judging by the few times that Gear marked his height on the door and he’s like 6-7 years old in the beginning, if Gear mentioned that Youtarou will start school. How did these two meet, and how come Gear let him come over so many times, when the guy is hiding underneath a church, along with other stuff that probably should be kept secret... Youtarou seemed very interested in that book and it’s possible that by now he knows about the vampires and he might make an appearance, because spending that much time with Gear, I think he would have found out a lot of stuff eventually. Oh yeah, I mentioned in another post about the timeline of this chapter, and I think it’s the year 1999, because I figured out what it says on the game that Youtarou had with him and it says  Armored Core: Master of Arena, released on the PS1 in that year, and since Gear said that it was a new release, we can assume that it’s that year. And if the story started in 2011, then we can expect to see an older Youtarou :D

That’s about it for this chapter!

[brianandthemays]

Love is a Polaroid (Roger Taylor x reader) Part 10

A/N Wow I feel like I”m finally picking up some sort of fan base for this fic! Which is fun! I really hope y’all are enjoying it! I know I’m enjoying writing it, every chapter just gets more any more fun! 

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Word Count: 3.4+

Warnings: Fluff, i guess angst, its cute

Other parts: 1  2  3  4  5  6  7  8  9 

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That was how you somehow ended up in Roger’s car, heading to his family’s home in Norfolk. You were not ecstatic about the offer at first. 

               “Why don’t you come home with me?” His lips were soft on your neck but that didn’t stop you from turning in his grasp and scoffing at him. 

               “I don’t think that's a good idea.” 

But after awhile, Roger wore you down, convincing you to come with him. 

               “They’ll love you!” he insisted. “Think about it, just us for a week.”

You couldn’t deny that the thought of being alone with Roger in his hometown for a week was nice. But you still felt like things were moving quickly. So, you shook your head, wrapping your arms around yourself.

               “It’s too soon, we’ve only been together for a few months, Roger!” 

He frowned at you.

               “We can go slow! We have a guest room, you can stay there!” His eyes were pleading you, his lip jutting out in a pout. “Please?” 

And that was it. Now you were sitting in his passenger seat with the window rolled down and the music blaring some Fleetwood Mac song as the wind blew through your hair. Roger’s hand was clasped tightly over yours, with his thumb rubbing absentmindedly over the back. You look over at him as he drove, his dirty blonde hair was scattered in the wind and all you wanted to do was run your hand through it. He wore his sunglasses which he insisted helped him see better but you just scoffed at the fact that he bought prescription sunglasses because his normal ones made him look “like a tosser”. 

               “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” He smirked, glancing over at you. You blushed but didn’t look away. Instead you raised your eyebrows at him and squeezed his hand once before releasing it to scrambled around in your bag. 

               “Good idea!” You presented the Polaroid that you had snatched from his room before leaving that morning. He flashed a wide smile in your direction as you flashed the camera. “Eyes on the road.” 

He grumbled at you but looked back towards the road. He flipped his hand back over, inviting you to hold onto it. You looked down at his hand an roamed over the course calluses over his fingers. You reached your fingers out and brushed over them softly. His hand was so rough from scars and scratches from various fights and gigs. 

               “They don’t hurt.” 

You glance over at him. His mouth was skewed to one side and his head was tilted as if he were thinking. You looked back down at his hand and shook your head. Your boyfriend could not have rough hands. You reached down in your bag again and this time come up with a small bottle of lotion. 

               “What are you doing?” he questioned, turning his head to look over at you. 

You move his face back towards the road with your hand, giggling softly. “Eyes on the road.” 

He humphed but obeyed. You poured a dot of lotion over his hand and slowly start to rub it in. You moved it over each finger, making sure to fill every crack and rough spot. Roger let out a small groan at the feeling of the cool lotion over his rough hand and you smiled over at him. “Feel nice?” 

               “Yeah…” he responded, stretching out his fingers. You slide yours in with his and squeeze slightly. A silence fell over the two of you once again, comfortable and relaxed. It didn’t take long after that before you started to see signs and buildings leading to Norfolk. You began to feel nervous again. You were meeting Roger’s parents after dating him for 4 months. What were they going to think of you? 

               “Hey, relax.” Roger kissed your knuckles softly. “They’re gonna love you.” 

               “Are you sure this is okay? I could find a hotel nearby. I could--” 

               “Stop.” He cut you off quickly, knowing where this rambling was going. “You’re coming home with me and that’s final.” 

You bit your lip, still feeling uneasy.                                                                                   

  “You’re the type of girl they’ve been begging me to bring home forever,” he mentioned. “Smart, respectful… everything they wanted me to be.”

You looked over at him. Roger was one of the smartest people you knew, he just wouldn’t let himself see that. Respectful wasn’t exactly the word you’d use for him but when it came to you, he was a perfect gentleman. Well, not perfect. There were often times he would say crude things in your ear while you were in public that would make you blush, but he treated you well and never pushed you too far. 

               “Roger, I think you’re being hard on yourself,” you told him. “Your parents love you.” 

He didn’t respond. He did, however, grip his wheel a little tighter. 

Eventually, you and Roger pulled up to a house a little outside the main city.  It was a quaint house, that didn’t quite match Roger’s look. But it was cute and you felt a little more relaxed in the comfortable area. You stepped out of the car and stood in the front lawn. There was a soft breeze flowing and it felt nice, it felt like home. 

               “Ready?” 

You turned and saw Roger holding yours and his bags, smiling softly at you. You nodded and let him take the lead up to the door.  He knocked on the door and came to stand next to you.

“It’s gonna be okay, love,” he insisted, placing a kiss on your temple. “Everything is going to be okay.” 

A moment later, the door opened revealing a women you assumed to be Roger’s mother. A big smile broke out across her face when she saw you. 

               “Roger!” she cried, pulling him into a hug. He grumbled before loosely wrapping his arms around his mother. 

               “Hey, mum.” He kissed her cheek before pulling away and taking your hand, tugging you towards him. “This is (Y/N), remember I told you about her.” 

She smiled at you, glancing up and down over you. You swallowed hard and held out your hand before introducing yourself. “It’s so nice to meet you.” 

               “Oh, honey, you don’t know how happy I am that Roger’s found a nice girl like you.” His mother ignored your hand and pulled you into a big hug, squeezing you tightly.  You yelped slightly before hugging her back, letting out a nervous chuckle. 

               “Mum, please don’t suffocate my girlfriend,” he groaned, embarrassment evident in his tone. 

               “Oh, leave me alone, child.” She released you letting you take a few steps back. You smiled at her, letting her know you appreciated her kindness. “Now, Roger, why don’t you take your things upstairs while I introduce (Y/N) to your father.” 

Roger glanced over at you, checking to see if you’d be okay on your own. You nodded at him, giving him the answer he needed before replying. “Sounds great, mum.” 

She lead you inside, Roger turning right to go up some nearby stairs. You watched him go, trying to shove your anxiety down and out of your brain as you followed his mother into the living space. 

               “Michael, come meet Roger’s girlfriend!” she called into the house. “Why don’t you sit here while I put some tea on you.” 

You nodded, sitting on the couch awkwardly, as she disappeared into the  kitchen. You sat alone in the quiet for a few minutes, looking around the room. It was a nice living space with a few couches and TV sitting on a shelf. It reminded you of what you had at home and a pang of guilt shot through you. You tried to ignore it by looking over at a picture sitting next to the couch. It was a picture of a young Roger that made you smile. He was so young and wild looking. His hair was shooting in all directions and his smile had a mischievous glint in it. 

               “So.” 

The new deep voice startled you, causing you to jump from your seat. You looked over at the new man in the room and saw him smiling at your reaction. 

               “Didn’t mean to scare you, dear. I’m Michael, Roger’s father.” 

Your eyes widened and you stood quickly to come shake his hand. “I’m (Y/N), thank you so much for letting me stay at your house this week, Mr. Taylor.” 

He waved you off, coming to sit in the cushioned chair next to the couch. “It’s Michael, Mr. Taylor was my father. And you’re always welcome here, dear.” 

               “Thank you,” you said you him. “Michael.” 

He smiled at you, and motioned for you to sit. “So, tell me about yourself.” 

You cleared your throat “Well…” desperately trying to think of something to say about yourself. “I’m studying at Ealing… for Public Relations with a minor in Design.” 

               “An art school!” He huffed. “Interesting. I don’t know how I would trust Roger there. Your parents must be very trusting.” 

You looked down at the floor. “Actually, my parents wanted me to stay home. Didn’t think I should bother with a real job.” You laughed lightly, trying to make it seem that you’re not as nervous are you are. 

               “Well, then it was kind of them to pay for your college education,” Mr. Taylor responded. 

               “Actually, I’m paying for myself.” 

               “What?” Roger’s voice came from the doorway. Your head whipped up to his, your eyes meeting. You had tried so desperately to keep your family struggles away from him, it wasn’t his problem. “You’re paying for yourself?” 

               “Um, yeah…” You shifted in your seat. “I’m on a lot of scholarship, though. It’s not a big deal.” 

He didn’t look convince, but as he opened his mouth to say something more but at that moment his mother walked in with a tray of tea and biscuits. You glanced at Michael who was staring apologetically at you. You took one of the cups of tea gingerly into your hand, avoiding Roger’s gaze. You could feel his eyes burning into your head as he wondered why you had left a major detail about your life out of your conversations. 

The rest of the evening went relatively smoothly. Creating conversation easily with his parents and avoiding the subject of school and your parents all together. Over dinner, Roger keep his hand on your knee, rubbing smooth circles into the soft skin on the side. You appreciated the gesture, resting your hand on top of his. 

               “So, how did you two meet?”his mother asked near the end of the meal. You looked over at Roger, smiling at the story. 

               “Well, I had just finished visiting my sister, who goes to Poly, and I had just sat down to read my book when Roger came running around the corner being chased by some--” 

               Roger’s hand squeezed your knee tightly, and you glanced over at him. His eyes silently pleading you to leave out some details of that story. 

               “By some… friends… and he saw me and tripped,” you finished. 

               “Guess you could say I fell at first sight,” Roger joked, trying to take attention away from your slip up. 

His mother cooed affectionately, going on about how romantic it was and how you were just destined to meet. You couldn’t help but stare at Roger, thinking about how circumstantial your meeting was. If you hadn’t been in that exact spot, at that exact time, you would never had met Roger. It made your heart ache just to think about that. 

               “Yeah, we really are lucky,” you murmured thoughtfully.  He looked over at you and gave you a gentle smile, a similar thought probably going through his head. You turned his hand over and slipped your fingers into his, loving the feeling of his hand in yours. 

               “Well, you seem good for him, (Y/N),” his mother concluded finally, pushing away from the table. You went to follow her actions, beginning to pick up your plate but she took it from your hand. “Please, you’re our guest!” 

               “I’m going to go show her around a little bit, ‘kay mum?” Roger pushed away from the table, resting his hand on the small of your back. 

               “Alright, don’t stay out too late, Roger Taylor,” she commanded, putting a hand on her hip. 

               “Mmhmm, alright mum.” He began to lead you out of his house, back into the open air.  He closed the door behind him and took a big breath. 

               “They’re sweet.” 

               “You don’t need to lie to me.” 

               “Roger!” 

He laughed loudly, grabbing your hand and dragging you down the street. You walked closely together, your his head bent to be near yours as you chatted and laughed together. His neighborhood was very small and nothing like the city of London. You liked it though. It was a place you could imagine settling down in. 

               “So this is where Roger Taylor grew up,” you looked up at him, grinning widely. 

He nodded, glancing around, looking fondly at the buildings. “Yeah, this is home.” He pointed at what looked like a primary school. “That’s where I played the drums for the first time. They had a little kit in the music room, and I just liked to make noise so my music teacher let me play.” He smiled at the memory. “Mum wouldn’t let me take my kits to Uni… so I just bought a new one when I got there.” 

               “That’s a cute image,” you commented. “Little Roger banging away at his little drum kit.” 

               “That’s not the only thing I can bang.” He wiggled his eyebrows at you. 

               “That is the dumbest thing you’ve ever said to me.” 

               “C’mon, you walked right into it!” 

The two of you continued on, him pointing out buildings and telling stories along the way. You loved hearing his stories about his childhood. All the places he got in trouble, places he grew up and learned about life. It’s weird coming to his childhood town, he was so different now, at least when he was around you. 

Eventually, you came upon a bridge that was over a road next to a field of flowers. He climbed up on the railing then helped you to sit next to him. He kept his arm around you, helping you feel more stable on the railing as you leaned into him. His fingers brushed your arm softly as the wind blew smoothly through your hair. 

               “Why didn’t you tell me about your parents?” 

You knew the question was coming but it didn’t help you feel less uneasy about the topic. You looked down at your hands, twisting  your fingers around each other, leaning slightly away from him. 

               “It wasn’t important,” you deflected. 

               “Not important? Are you joking?” You couldn’t decipher his tone. Was he angry? Upset? Annoyed? Either way you felt yourself closing in again. You looked back up at him, still feeling uneasy. 

               “No, Roger, I’m not. You don’t need to know about my issues with my family,” you argued. 

               “Yes I do, that’s how a relationship works, isn’t it?” he shot back. “We have to tell each other things.” 

               “And how would you know how a relationship works, seeing as you’ve never had a real one.” 

As soon as the words left your mouth you regretted them. Your eyes widened at your own words as you watched his shoulders deflate. He moved his arm from around your shoulder, bringing his hands to rest in his lap. 

               “You’re right.” His voice was quiet, and it reminded you of that night 4 months ago when you put him to bed after his fight. “I don’t know what I’m doing here, with you.” He looked over at you. “But I’m trying my damn hardest not to let you get away.” 

You felt your eyes glass over as a tear dropped from your eye. Roger reached up and brushed the tear off your cheek. 

               “I just want to know what’s going on up there.” He taps your temple lightly, drawing a small laugh out of you. You wipe your nose, willing yourself not to let anymore tears fall. 

               “My parents… didn’t see the point in me going to a real college,” you began glancing over at him. He nodded, encouraging you to continue. “They just wanted me to go to some community college and get a basic education then settle down somewhere and have five kids.” You chuckled slightly at that. Imagining yourself doing just that, becoming the perfect trophy wife. “So when I told them I wanted to study Public Relations maybe minor in design or journalism. They told me that if I left, not to bother coming back.” You gauged Roger’s reaction. Confusion flooded his face, mixed with some anger so you rested your hand on his leg. “So I left. I’m on almost a full scholarship at Ealing and its grade based. Which is why I can’t afford to fail.” 

               “What about your sister? Isn’t she studying medicine?” He asked, his brain going through everything you told him. 

               “She was the oldest. She got to go to school and live her life. But my mother sheltered me. Thought I was her perfect little girl.” You shook your head. “Guess I’m just a disappointment now.” 

               “Hey, that’s not true.” He cupped your cheek and made you look up at him. “You’re bloody brilliant. You work so hard, and are so determined. You saw right through me the moment you met me, and had me-- quite literally -- speechless. You’re something I’ve never seen before, and everyone around you can see it.” You felt your lip quiver, as your struggled more and more not to break down right there. “You make me want to slow down and watch the world.”

You stared at him for a moment longer before leaning your forehead on his chest. He wrapped his arms back around you, rubbing up and down lightly. 

               “I just want to be here with you, Roger. I don’t want to think about anything else.” You kissed his chest softly. “Not school, not my shitty parents. I just want you.” 

               “You have me, love.” He kissed the top of your hair. “I’m not going anywhere.” 

So there you sat, on the railing of the bridge, wrapped in each other. You sat there until the sun went down behind the trees and the stars began to specle the sky. At that point, he helped you off he railing and guided you back to his house. He guided you up the stairs and into his guest room. He stood, leaning in the doorway watching you walk around the room. 

               “I’m just down the hall if you need anything,” he told you, quirking his lips to the side. 

You walked back over to him, placing your hands on his chest. “Okay.” 

He leaned down and pressed his mouth to yours. You reciprocated for a minute before pulling away and smiling at him. He nodded before turning and walking down the hall away from you. You watched him for a moment before closing the door and settling in. 

You couldn’t sleep. You closed your eyes, tossed and turned but sleep would not come. Your fight with Roger kept playing over in your head. You didn’t know why you said those things. You didn’t know why you always shut people out. You really liked him. You were beginning to think maybe even love him, but it was still too soon. Now, Roger was the only person besides Freddie who knew about your parents. You rolled over again and looked at the clock. It had barely been an hour since you laid down. This was not going to work. 

So you got up. You rolled out of bed and walked down the hall to where Roger told you he would be. You opened his door quietly, trying not to wake him. When you opened the door, he was still awake; his arms behind his head, staring at the opening door. 

               “Can’t sleep?” he asked. 

You shook your head. “I’m sorry.” 

He furrowed his eyebrows. “What for?” 

               “For what I said earlier…” You rubbed the back of your neck. 

He stared at you for a moment and then rubbed his eyes. “C’mere.” 

               “What?”

He opened his arms, and you realize what he meant. So you obliged, crawling in between his arms. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you tightly to his chest and kissing your forehead softly before settling in.  Being in his arms felt so right, so natural and you never wanted to leave.

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How did this begin?

Hey y’all!

So, where did this story begin? How did it come to mind? It was quite a long time ago now, and that sounds weird to read back to myself, but stay with me here, it’s kinda funky how it started.

As a child, as I’m sure many of you did yourselves, while in a car or bus (I guess it’s probably easier to just say any moving vehicle with a window I could look out of) I would imagine a person running along the vehicle, doing some parkour-styled movements on the random thing around me. I’m not sure about most people, but I didn’t really have a specific person in mind when imagining it. I just sort of imagined one of those art model statue thingys doing the movements.

This was how it was for a small while. That is, until I grew up a little bit, and started enjoying the occasional television show. Being the small, edgy human that I was, I watched this little saturday cartoon thing called Fox Box. I didn’t have cable growing up, so this was the best I got other than PBS Kids. It had so many “cool” shows on it, that I just couldn’t help but fall in love. Unfortunately, as I’ve grown up a bit, I can’t really remember many of them, but 2 big ones have stayed with me. They were a couple of anime called Ultimate Muscle and Shaman King.

I’m sure you’re thinking, “But Banie, how on earth does this get to your story?” and I’m just at the tip of the iceberg, my friend, just hold on. With these new forms of stimulants fresh in my brain, I had new concepts to give to my parkour enthusiast modelling statue. So, Yoh Asakura and his stand-like ghost friend Amidamaru became my new guy. He would do his thing, jumping from tree to lamp post to mailbox with no worries. It was around that time that I also got into Dragonball Z. As cringey as it is to admit it, Dragonball kind of took up more of my life than I care to admit. I didn’t have internet, so when I was given a new tv show, I kinda had only that.

With Goku now taking the mantle of “new parkour dude guy”, I felt like I was getting somewhere. I had a character who could do it all: fly, power up, fight something. My trips around in a vehicle would be the most entertaining thing! God that sounds awful...

Anywho, yeah, I began making Goku fight his villains and such. Frieza, Cell, Buu, it was great. Until it wasn’t. I got kind of bored with Goku being my guy and I kinda just did the same thing, over and over. When Goku finally beat Buu, he’d just go back to Frieza, doing the same thing, time and time again. Eventually, as I began listening to the radio more on the trips, these characters would start to sing, and act like they were in a band. I also did this with Sonic characters and lemme tell ya, I hate looking back at that time of my life.

It finally took me using my brain to finally come up with something interesting. I imagined a character with the ability to take material from anything it touched and create a giant mecha styled golem thingy that would sort of wrap itself around the character and run along like that. Causing all kinds of chaos and stuff like that. It became fun again. What would this character make next? Well, this was where it really started to get interesting. With the inception of this character, I sort of threw together a few different elements of character concepts I liked at the time: trench coat (because of course there was a trench coat, I was an edgy kid after all), bo staff (as weird as it sounds, Donatello was my favorite ninja turtle), and sunglasses (cuz sunglasses are freakin cool, and you’re a coward if you think otherwise).

Awesome, I know what this character kind of looks like, but now for a name? What would this character be named? I already figured it was male, but I didn’t want to call it like Jonathon, or Frederick. Something boring like that felt... well, boring (sorry if your name is Jonathon or Frederick, I swear, you’re probably not boring :D). With nothing else to really go on, I did that thing that most kids probably do, and started making noises. I finally came up with Orbis, and that just stuck ever since. For a while, I would develop Orbis through his parkour adventures, giving him so many upgrades. I felt like it was too much, and kind of sudden to develop this character to be such a god among men (I mean, I gave him like 30 different weapons), I decided to actually give him some work. I settled on giving him the power of gravity. I imagined it kind of like Goku using ki energy, but black. As I developed him later, the gravity evolved into more of what we know about gravity today, but yes, there is still the ki-like energy blasts and balls and the like.

Eventually, I needed a villain for Orbis to fight to test out his new abilities. It was another Dragonball reference that gave me Krusher. Now, I looked at Frieza as a main influence for this villain. A sort of alien-fish hybrid that used water and glass attacks. I’m not sure where the glass came from, but I was probably like “Woah, imagine if he could also spit out glass! Aw man, that’d be cool”. Fuckin travesty that kid was, I swear. Anywho, Orbis had a villain, and that was freaking awesome. 2 characters that could duke it out that had loads of potential. But, I couldn’t just stop there. I created 3 more villains, then realized that Orbis was probably lonely. I created concepts for 5 good guys to fight alongside him and soon, The Bane of Evil was created. A group of super powered individuals in a justice league-like ensemble helping protect the world. I ended up changing these characters quite a bit over the years, but the overall story has pretty much stayed the same.

I want to say for about 5 or so years, these characters were the forefront of my vehicle ride parkour ride entertainment. Until I also got tired of looking at those guys. Cuz again, they would all just reset after fighting the last enemy. I decided to create a story, ending it with the final villain and our heroes finally achieving peace. It was great. A beginning, an end, all the great things a story should have. I was in high school at the time of that and it was freaking great. I felt like i was actually doing something worthwhile while learning about rocks and poetry and equations and stuff. I had it all... except for a good ending.

All I had was everything kind of tying up, but there were several loose ends that weren’t fully explained. For some strange reason, I decided to create 5 more characters, basically an entirely new setting, and a whole new story set after the ending of this first one. I developed those characters and holy cow was I in over my head. I did some drawings, but am I by no means an artist, and just, maybe I’ll upload those at some point, because it’s laughable how proud I was of them. I’m getting sidetracked, but yeah, that’s how it started. Just a little parkour man and probably 15 characters and 2 stories later, here I am. I’ll say about a year and some change ago I finally started getting an actual timeline with a coherent and fun story going.

I guess me putting this out there is to say that every great story has a backstory to it, and you can get inspiration from anywhere. So, if you’re young and want to create something like that, then just do it. The adventure was fun and doing research was something I didn’t think I’d enjoy as much as I did. Feel free to share your ideas as well! You never know where an idea can come from.