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Ah lads, I might have gone off the rails in my desperation for Legato fanfics and ended up writing my own.
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unculturedswine69 · 2 years ago
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i think of him often </3
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cuteniaarts · 2 years ago
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First art post of 2023, starting off with an old art redraw
Back in Autumn 2021 (has it really been that long...) I started watching Magnificent Century with my mom, and after finishing the first season I really wanted to draw one of my favourite characters, Viktoria/Sadika. Whether or not I succeeded is... questionable. The art is still up, but I’m not the biggest fan of it. IMO, she looks more like Hatice than Viktoria, but eh, that’s why we’re here
Behold, my updated art of Viktoria’s last scene in the show, utilising my anatomy-based art classes, staying more true to the original screenshot, and completely disregarding my art teacher telling me to stop painting on one layer:
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sanhaoche · 3 years ago
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how can i finally start forgiving my formerly abusive older sister and the first time i agree to meet up with her properly as adults she tells me that she's met lando norris before. because she used to work for a micromobility startup and his dad invited her to his house for a job interview ???????????
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sov-ja · 6 years ago
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Hullo! I just discovered that you were the one who did the Steve and Bucky lindy hop gif. I wanted to let you know that that gif is my most favorite one in the world and I’m not kidding at all. I have it saved on my Pinterest and my phone camera roll. It’s the cutest thing ever and makes me happy just to look at it! Thanks so much for making it! How did you do it?
hi!! thank you so much, i’m very happy you like that animation! :D from time to time i remember about that one and 1. can’t believe i actually finished it; 2. want to do something like that again :D
it took me quite long to finish it (not sure how long exactly since i was doing it with breaks), but overall it wasn’t really all that hard since i mostly relied on tracing the original gif frame by frame
so at first it looked like this:
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then i lined it got this:
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after that i just added a bit of color and it was done! :D
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sngchngs · 2 years ago
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Modern mdzs character headcanons
The Lans
Lan Qiren absolutely keeps a Burn Book. He uses it to keep records of every misdemeanour. Of every transgression. He has an entire chapter dedicated to Wei Wuxian.
Lan Xichen keeps a hidden stash of hard candies in his room. He likes to suck on them when he meditates.
Lan Wangji records his guqin playing and listens to it on his airpods when he's practising his sword techniques.
Lan Sizhui likes to sketch people. When he has a few free moments, he will find a spot, either in a park or a bench on a street, and will pull out his sketch pad and pencils and discreetly sketch people's expressions.
Lan Jingyi is a gamer. He plays games like Horizon: Zero Dawn; Yakuza; Minecraft; Kingdom Hearts. All his games (including his ps4 console) are hand-me-downs from an older cousin. He has a page or two in Lan Qiren's Burn Book.
Other sects under the cut ⬇️
The Jins
Jin Guangyao is a philanthropist. When he's not busy being the Chief Cultivator, he likes to (anonymously) donate huge swathes of money to various humanitarian and environmental causes. The only people who know he does this are Lan Xichen and Jin Ling.
An unfortunate accident (involving Wei Wuxian) left Jin Zixuan paralysed from the waist down. He competed in Para canoe in two Paralympics. He is now an editor of a publishing company.
Qin Su did not marry Jin Guangyao. (From an early age, she knew that their relationship was that of siblings.) She owns and manages a law firm that helps victims of sexual assault. Her firm has a high success rate.
A few times a month, Jin Ling helps out at a local dog shelter. He takes Fairy, and together, they help socialise some of the more timid dogs. Jin Ling prefers animals over people.
The Jiangs
Jiang Cheng is a bit of a tea connoisseur. When he's not busy managing his Sect, he likes to unwind with a pot of tea. He has sampled teas from all over the world and has a pantry full of jars of all sorts of teas.
Jiang Yanli is a successful cook/chef who owns her own restaurant and who has her own TV show and cookbook. Her husband, Jin Zixuan, edited and helped fast track the publication of her book.
Wei Wuxian loves eating chilli chocolate. To the point where he makes his own and experiments with the heat of the chilli.
The Wens
Wen Qing owns three cats. One munchkin and two rescues. Her house has been decked out with shelves, ladders, platforms, and scratching trees. She has an entire room dedicated to the cats with an indoor jungle gym.
Wen Ning likes travelling. He's been to over a dozen or so countries and plans to go to more. It was Wei Wuxian who got him into travelling.
The Nies
Nie Huaisang runs an art blog (as well as a few social media pages). As well as his art, he posts pictures of his pet birds as well as any wild birds he sees. His artworks are phenomenal, with a nod to more traditional styles. He has thousands of followers.
Despite his tough exterior, Nie Mingjue has sensitive taste buds and can't handle food that is too spicy, too sweet, or too hot in temperature.
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justatypicalwizard · 2 years ago
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Rough and new | bakugo | part six
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✦ Summary: You meet a new and interesting creature that seems to share your curiosity. Both of you have motives to your actions that turn out to be vastly different.
✦ Warnings: mer!Bakugo, fem!reader, adult reader, smut(ish) content due to the curcumstances of the story do not expect full smut, dubcon
Minors do not interact
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The blonde mer growled catching your attention. Soon he was grabbing at your hands harshly, just as he always did. You were quick to catch up with his actions. He was trying to teach you something, his name.
A fresh wave flooded your flustered mind. It didn’t matter what happened a while ago. Maybe you were just overreacting? Maybe he didn’t feel anything sensual (unlike you)? Maybe you were just a big overthinker?
Pleased with the new course that this interaction took you gladly accepted his efforts to communicate. The first attempts were shy on your side, a bit embarrassing. All those new sounds, difficult pronunciation, entirely new phonetics… it made you uneasy, your voice coming out as a bare whisper.
To break the weird tension and pump up your courage a bit you tried to teach him your name. Well, he didn’t even try to repeat after you but you didn’t mind. Giving the rather primal sounds his throat was producing it would be hard for the mer to mimic your language. It was disappointing, a part of you wanted to hear him call your name, even if he would get it wrong at first.
Back to his language you guessed. He was quick to think about a different word for himself. Was it shortened maybe? A different name for himself, some kind of title? You knew nothing about mers so you didn’t know whether they operated with surnames, pet names, whatever people call each other. Yet, this time the sound was easier and you repeated, trying to hit all the right notes.
Suddenly the world spun around. Your back hit the still warm stone and all you could see was the eclipse behind his wide blown pupils. They looked nearly animal-like, with a dangerous primal glint. The mer spared you his frightening eyes as he locked lips with you. His sharp canines cut through the plush of your lips as if he could eat you alive.
The shaky breath was caught inside your trembling chest, unable to escape. With every painfully slowly passing second your mind grasped what was happening with your body. It puts part to part, piece to piece mapping through the blonde’s parts all tangled up with you.
His lips were still kissing yours. Even though you were still denying it, it was happening. All of your earlier gut feelings, his looks and the way his body moved under your touch. You didn’t imagine it all, he was actually enjoying it.
Before you could properly process his head moved away and the next thing you saw were the teeth, the sharp and long teeth. They shone with white like a bone knife in the hand of a practised hunter. And they were knives that soon sunk into your skin.
Why? You had no clue, your mind panicking, running too fast to understand anything. The pain was sharp but short. Now there was a numb, pulsating feeling to your left where the mer bit.
Your hands were shaking, chest rising and falling in an uneven pattern not able to find its rhythm. You wanted to curl up your legs but the mers tail was tightly wrapped around you. Fat tears rolled down your red cheeks, getting lost in the corner of your mouth and the curve of your jaw.
Seconds passed, of your hot and wet prison underneath the mer. Your eyes slowly adjusted and you were able to look at him once again. One by one your senses calmed down. Why so fast? Why was your body reacting that way?
Something was bothering your fresh wound. Turning your head to the side, your cheek brushed his fair locks. The mer was licking your wound, slowly and delicately while looking at you from the corner of his eye. When he spotted you looking, his lips grazed the bite mark ever so slightly, leaving butterfly kisses along the bruised skin.
Why was he biting you and then kissing?
Animals, primality, growling, developed yet different species, more wild. The elements slowly started to add up in your hazy mind. Just what have you done?
The mer’s body shifted and you felt every inch. From the fin at the bottom, through his metallic tail wrapped tightly around your legs, to his chest pushed into yours. You also felt yourself, the emotions and thoughts that you tried to push down so much all this time. He was big, strong and good looking. Even though you didn’t know what he thought, his growls and lips told you everything, everything that your body needed to detach itself from your brain.
Your limbs acted on themselves, as if someone else moved them around. You pushed on him, wrapping your arms around his broad, naked shoulders. He answered instantly, growling low, locking eyes with you.
His gaze was intense, burning and sensual. Never has anyone looked at you like that, as if you were the only thing on earth. Even though the eclipse in his eyes was still in its full glory, the heat was red-hot. Much to your dislike, you bathed in that stare, excited, no, out of breath when he licked his lips and grabbed the back of your head arching your back delightfully just to kiss you once more, just to tell you what exactly he wanted from you. 
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PART FIVE | PART SEVEN
SERIES MASTERLIST
Okay, this part was not nearly as long as I wanted it to be and it didn't express everything that I wanted but I decided to cut it and ,et's say make two chapters because came out writing with one hand is not the easiest.
I injured my dominant hand and can't move it much so all I have left for now is the second, dumber one.
Unlucky.
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peachym00 · 2 years ago
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It's fathers day in the uk today and it really got me thinking about Vegas and Macau and how they might have coped with the day growing up together.
I can imagine Vegas as a young boy, running down the stairs as soon as he wakes up that morning; he’s gripping a homemade card he’d made at school the previous day for his dad; maybe he’d had help wrapping something up that he’d made as well and it crinkles in his little hands as he tries to get down the steps without holding onto the bannister. Gun is sitting at the table eating breakfast, he’s stressed about something and in an awful mood, and Vegas bounds over to him, nearly tripping on his still-too-long trousers, and he proudly presents them over. Happy fathers day, Pa! Look, I wrote it myself, and I put Macau’s name in it because he can’t write yet, but I can!  And he beams up at Gun, who isn’t even looking at him; he’s still reading the paper, and someone comes over to take him away to eat his own breakfast, and they’re telling him what a good job you did, but your pa’s busy, you know not to interrupt him- And that night, as he goes to bed, he’s thinking about how he probably didn’t do a good enough job, and that’s why Pa didn’t want his card; he should have practised his writing better because it’s not very neat yet, and he should have written it in English too because he knows a lot of words now and Pa has been really pushy about him being good at English-  And it takes many more fathers days after and the realisation that he will never be good enough for his Pa before he stops trying. And then Macau is six and very nearly seven, and Vegas can see him getting excited to give him a card on fathers day because he can finally write in sentences now, but by this point, he knows what his dad is like. He knows he won’t like the crinkled, hand-written thing Macau has prepared because he’d already tried.  So he tells him to leave it on the table before he goes to sleep because then he’ll see it first thing in the morning but don’t be sad if he doesn’t mention anything, okay, Cau? Because he’s swamped, you know this, so you can’t bother him about it. And he puts on a brave face and convinces Macau that he will definitely love it because you’ve worked so hard; look at how good your hand-writing is getting- And that night, after he’s read Macau a story and waited until he fell asleep, he creeps down the stairs and picks up Macau’s hand-made card and replaces it with an expensive bottle of whisky with a fancy bow on it and a generic card that he’d made sure was written neatly, and with no sentiments written because,  Because. And he looks at the piece of paper Macau had made; he’d even added crudely drawn pictures of all three of them together, and he vows to be better and do better and never let his little brother’s heart get broken because of their dad like his broke all those years ago. And then Macau is 12, and Vegas has been learning everything about the minor family business for years. He’s been trying so hard to be better than Kinn in everything he does because he needs to keep Macau out of their dad’s radar, and he has to be the best because that’s what his dad wants, what he needs from Vegas and when Vegas fails he gets hit.  Which is what happens on fathers day.  And they’re older now, and their uncle had proposed they have a dinner together to celebrate. They sit in the main family mansion listening to Korn brag about all his sons for hours while Vegas sits and tries to avoid Gun’s glare and not think about how much his cheek hurts, and Macau looks devastated, so he tries to ignore it and smiles to let him know that everything is fine.  And when he’s finally in his bed that night and can let out a breath that this day is finally over, something gets shoved under his door.
When he looks at what it is, it’s a card with cool drawings on the front of it. He knows who they’re by because Macau has been really into manga and anime recently and has been obsessed with drawing little comic strips, and he gives them to Vegas, who keeps them in a box under his bed with all the other cards he’s made. He wonders if Macau’s finally figured out what he does with his cards each year and had decided to just give it straight to Vegas instead of leaving it on the dining room table for Vegas to inevitably swap, but then he looks, he really looks at what’s on the front- It’s him and Macau, just him and Macau, and Vegas’s pet hedgehog with happy fathers day! written underneath. When he opens it, it says Have a good day, Vegas! lots of love, Mac  He cries himself to sleep that night. But for once, it’s not out of fear or hatred of himself; this time, it’s a deep sadness that he doesn’t have anyone to rely on, doesn’t have an older brother to tell him they love him, to fix his problems or help him with his homework. But Macau does. Macau does, and he’s so glad he can do that for his little brother and be there for him that he cries himself to sleep out of sheer relief that Macau knows precisely how much Vegas loves him.
And then Macau’s nearly 18, and everything is horrible and scary, and Vegas has been shot, and he might die, and he can’t even think about fathers day anymore because there’s no room for frivolity when the mafia is concerned.
And then Vegas is awake, he’s awake, and he’s got Pete, and life is hard, but he’s alive. He’s alive, his dad is dead, and he finally has someone to rely on, lean on, and hold. And being loved by Pete is a feeling so encompassing that he can’t even put it into words.
And then it’s fathers day again, but this time their dad is dead, and Pete’s dad is dead, and there’s no reason for them to celebrate, so they don’t. And Macau has finally started university, but he skips class to hang out with his brother and Pete. They don’t do anything momentous; it’s raining, so they stay inside, occupying themselves with games, movies, and whatever else, until they go to bed.
None of them mentions that it’s fathers day.
Yet that night, when Vegas is in bed cuddled up to Pete, something is shoved under their door. Pete goes to have a look, looking confused, as he holds a piece of paper and climbs back into bed with Vegas. Its a card. A fathers day card. A well-done drawing of Macau, Vegas, Pete, and their newly adopted pet cat, with Happy Father’s Day! written underneath in familiar handwriting.
He hands it back to Pete and tells him to open it, too overwhelmed to read it himself. Inside the card, in much neater handwriting than either of them thought Macau was capable of, it says-
Have a good day, Vegas.
You may not be my real father, 
but you’re the only one I’ve ever had. 
Lots of love, Mac 
ps. I guess p’pete counts now too.
He cries again, and Pete is gracious enough not to mention it. He adds it to the box, with all the other things Macau has ever made him, closing it and placing it back underneath the bed.
And it's later, years later, that a revelation occurs to him. That even though he’s spent his whole life trying to be good enough for a father that genuinely despised his existence, that even though he spent so many years trying to be better than Kinn, than Korn, than everyone.
He has always been good enough for Macau.
And he will always be good enough for Pete.
And that, that, is enough.
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dofuuu · 7 years ago
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i keep telling myself that “hey i think it’d be cool to make stuff for the 10 days of lawlu thing” but i never do since it’s so hard to motivate me to draw 10 different things (that aren’t commissions-- and even then, it’s tough) @__@
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llamagoddessofficial · 3 years ago
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So we've established that moth Sans has sleeping pheromones that he sneakily uses to get his favorite zookeeper to stick around longer. Do the other two have pheromones of some kind? Was that established in the original moth AU, am I just not seeing it?
Don’t worry, I didn’t establish this before! My bad. 
All moth monsters have pheromones, just to differing degrees. It’s mostly an unconscious thing- when they’re angry, scared, in heat, etc. Sans and Red are aware of each other’s presence in the zoo thanks to these smells, and might even use it to communicate with one another.
Sans: He has sleep pheromones, obviously. They’re unique to Sans, though it’s unclear if it’s a skill he picked up of his own accord or if it’s something about his particular species of moth (considering he’s less physically powerful than the others, and would need a few other tricks to get by in the wild). He has different pheromones too but he prefers to spend his time honing his skills with the specific scent that sends humans to sleep. He’s the only one of the three who can control his pheromones consciously, and with such a degree of precision.
He could, theoretically, totally overwhelm someone’s mind and drop them into a coma if he wanted to. He won’t do that while people are watching though.
Red: Normally, when he’s not bored, he mostly just utilises showoff ‘i’m big and strong and interested in you’ pheromones. Even if his intended recipient is totally unaware... it’s good practise.
When he’s crazy, he uses territory pheromones so intense they make even humans feel dizzy and instinctively nervous around him. Sans can smell it all the way across the zoo. Red might also be making love scents around Mc, but it’s hard to tell, the aggressive pheromone is just so strong and overpowering.
Skull: Skull is a mess. He doesn’t know how to distinguish moth scents so he has no idea the other two moths are in the zoo with him, the only smell he’s learned to recognise is Mc’s. He’s constantly, unconsciously, emitting a slow drip-feed of a traumatised smell that roughly translates to ‘leave me alone or i’ll fucking kill you’.
It’s a bit eerie for Red and Sans. They know there’s a third moth in the zoo, but no matter what pheromones they emit, they never get a response. Every day, regardless of rain or shine, this silent creature is making the kind of scent only usually made by a horrifically injured moth who thinks it’s going to die, and is on its last desperate terrified defence. The scent of a cornered rabid animal.
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evelmiina · 3 years ago
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Updated perspective tips for artists
I realized I hadn't boosted some good tips to help with perspective and I wanted to pass it along.
This one is a tool for Photoshop (various versions above CS5). I use this for most of my work. It really helps to figure out the perspective and helps to keep the grid consistent.
Thomas Romain I've shared before, but it's always relevant!
Other things I've found helpful. I use SketchUp program sometimes for creating layout. It particularly makes a difference when it's difficult to eyeball distances between objects, or if the object shape is particularly hard to draw. SketchUp has an extensive library of free to use 3D models, that you can toss in the scene, so you don't have to model complicated 3D like say, a bicycle, just for reference. It's also cool because you have the control of the camera, so you can rotate around your rough model and look for interesting angles.
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I've no experience or training with more complicated 3D but I was able to create rough model like this without too much pain. I didn't even know particularly what I wanted to create, so it was kind of like playing with legos and seeing what I come up with and what would be an interesting angle to it. Here's how I applied it to a finished illustration:
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From my experience, eye for perspective only gets better through practise and trying to apply it to own work. I did some perspective exercises at an art course that was prepping artists to apply to art schools, and I got almost nothing out of it, because we were just drawing grids on paper without doing an actual illustration. Personally, it really makes a difference when I do perspective with the intention of finishing a picture and I'm more motivated to get it look good.
If you're really savvy and up to the challenge, Blender is becoming pretty common to use in animation work and could definitely do the same stuff as SketchUp. I've never opened Blender in my life but people make pretty awesome stuff with it, seems like a great tool for 2D and animation work.
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capricorn-writes1 · 3 years ago
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hello it's me again! this time I would like to ask for something with haikyuu characters; osamu miya, tobio kageyama and kenma kozume who's s/o, who is really very romantic and emotional (e.g. their s/o loves to cuddle, make them food, buy gifts, spend time on training with them). their s/o just uses the five love languages and they really love it although it's hard for them to show it… thank you so much again! take your time, 💗
Kageyama Tobio, Osamu Miya and Kozume Kenma with Romantic and Caring S/O
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A/N: AAAA!!!!!!!! This request is so cute! Thank you again @pillow-anime-infos for requesting again! I am really sorry for not answering your ask in a long time. Anyway, I hope you like the result!
Gender: Neutral
Warning: None
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Kageyama Tobio
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Kageyama even though he likes to be angry, especially to Hinata who often teases him and receives his 'BOKE! HINATA BOKE!'. He is actually rather shy around you.
Even if you tease him he would not scream loudly '(Y/N) BOKE!' like he does to Hinata. However, he would look away with red cheeks and mutter that you are a 'Boke'.
Yes, you can see that Kageyama is a huge piece of 'Tsundere' but he is secretly very thankful that he has a loving s/o who likes to cook for him, buy him gifts, and spoil him.
When you were being romantic, he would gaze at the ground as if the floor is more interesting than you but rest assured, He is just trying to hide his red face.
I can see he also tries to pay back for your romantic gestures but he's not really good at it so the most romantic payback he would do for you is buying volleyball merch for you.
If you spend your time with him by playing volleyball together with him. I can see he would truly appreciate it and love it. Sometimes, he would even invite you to play volleyball together with him
However, I don't think you can show PDA when he is around his teammate because I can see he would feel a little bit uncomfortable by it and yes the salty beanpole moon salt going to tease him about it.
In conclusion, he actually loves it and is very grateful when you are caring and romantic around him but he is just shy about it. Since he doesn't know how to show that he is thankful, he would end up being those 'tsundere' trope.
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It was after school and many guys in the gym are practising volleyball together, especially the 'duo crazy' Hinata Shoyo and Kageyama Tobio. Well, it's more like Kageyama screaming 'BOKE HINATA BOKE!' when the tangerine did not receive his set by forgetting to hit the ball.
A loud footstep could be heard from outside of the sliding door but no one pays attention to it because they are focused on the upcoming volleyball tournament. As the door was slid open, several pairs of eyes glanced at the person who just entered the gym. They/she/he has (H/C) coloured hair and a pair of (E/c) eye colours and a small yet stunning and gentle smile.
"Hey guys," you greet everyone.
"Good afternoon, (Y/N)-san. Are you searching for your boyfriend?" Sugawara strutted up at you.
"Ah yes, I am searching for him. I wanna give this to him," you show a small bag that had two Bentos with one of them having octodogs and a small cup of yoghurt inside of it for your boyfriend. "Sure! You can go inside and give it to him," Sugawara steps aside, letting you get inside to meet Kageyama.
Upon hearing your footsteps, Kageyama takes a glance at you in your uniform along with your friendly smile and the bento box. He did not know that you are giving him a surprise, "Hey (Y/N)-san, why do you have two bento?" he tilts his head to the side like a curious puppy.
"Pfft, it's for you, silly. I made Bentos for the two of us," you show the inside of the lunch box. There are tamagoyaki, octofogs, and rice along with a cup of blueberry yoghurt for him. Seeing what's inside, his cheeks were tinted pink before he was stuttering in embarrassment.
"A-arigato, (Y/N)-san."
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Osamu Miya
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Unlike Kageyama, Osamu Miya has more emotional intelligence than Kageyama and he would be less likely to scream at you because of embarrassment.
However, that does not mean that he does not love you and he can hide it when he is actually embarrassed because you were being affectionate around him.
Just like Kageyama, he is actually as grateful as him for having a romantic and affectionate S/O. He doesn't show it but if you are observant, you would definitely know it.
Osamu enjoys cuddling with you but I don't think he enjoys a PDA. He prefers cuddling with you at home, when no one is looking at the two of you.
Osamu also enjoys it when you make food for him even if it's not a five-star level kind of meal. He has huge respect for those who try to make food for him, especially if it was made by you.
I can see he also likes the gift that you gave to him, even if it's just a small keychain. However, I do see he does secretly feel bad that you often spoil him so he would like to search any kind of way to spoil you back.
Osamu also appreciate it if you spend your time together with him in the kitchen making food together. He would likely goes up behind you and teach you to cook while he also hugs you from behind.
In conclusion, Osamu is more romantic and less embarrassed than Kageyama. He would be only blushing at the start of the relationship but for a longer relationship, he would enjoy these things.
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The sounds of the alarm clock on top of the nightstand still ticking, not bothering the person who are still sleeping until the long stick of the clock points at the number of twelve before it rings, deafening the whole room with its annoying sound. The loud ring on the alarm immediately woke you up, making you grumble in annoyance and shutting off the clock by pressing the button.
Moving away from the bed, your feet slide inside of the bunny slippers and rub your eyes to make the sleepiness goes away. A delicious smell in filtering the whole room along with the sizzling sound from the kitchen, making your stomach growl in hunger. The corner of your lips twitched upwards before your hands held the knob of the door and twisted it open before going outside of the bedroom.
Following the trace of the sweet aroma from the kitchen, your eyes notice your boyfriend standing there with an apron on him. It was cute because the apron was a gift from you in April Mop with a word 'Kiss the cook' as the joke. Nonetheless, he still wears it when making breakfast.
"Good morning, Osamu~" You hug Osamu from behind, wrapping your arms around him.
"Good morning, (Y/N)-chan/san," Osamu smiles, turning off the stove before turning around and kissing the top of your head while wrapping his arm around your waist.
"What did you make, Osamu?" You blushes softly, feeling his lips lingering on the skin of your forehead.
"I made pancakes for us since everyday you always make breakfast. This time, I want to make pancakes for us," he admits.
"It smells nice," you giggle softly, flattered by his sweet gesture.
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Kozume Kenma
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Kenma likes a S/O who is affectionate and Romantic but he doesn't like when they are suffocating. I mean S/O that are too clingy by trying to take his attention away from his PSP too often.
However, he appreciates a S/O who would spend their time together with him by playing games together, especially RPG games because I believe he likes RPG, Action and adventure games.
I can see Kenma also likes S/O who can bake his favourite dessert, Apple pie. If you can make apple pie for him, he would be even more affectionate than before.
I can see he hates PDA, especially if Yamamoto, Lev and Kuroo sees it. He knows the three of them would tease him relentlessly, especially Kuroo and Lev.
Because of that, he prefers cuddles when it's the night before going to sleep. He would let you become the big spoon because he loves the comforting sensation when you two are cuddling.
Kenma would be likely cuddling with you when he is in his hoodie to make himself warm. Of course, this is only during fall or winter and sometimes he would let you borrow his hoodie too.
As his S/O, you need to know what he really likes and what kind of games he's currently interested in. Not because he is ungrateful but rather he would show a cute expression when he is excited, especially if it was a gift from you.
Kenma does enjoy your romantic gestures a lot and like Osamu. He would be only embarrassed and getting shy when it was the start of the relationship but as time goes by. He would reciprocate your romantic gestures back but in his version.
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Lately, the setter of Nekoma would be even more silent than before and he was even cursing a lot more when he was gaming. Of course, as his S/O you know the reason why he's gotten into a worse mood than before. It was simple, he looses in a big gaming competition and because of that, many haters were making fun of the way of him gaming.
You couldn't stand to see your boyfriend like this, it was really heartbreaking for you to see him like this. The gears in your brain were turning slowly until an idea popped into your brain, you had an idea to cheer your boyfriend up before the footsteps disappears, leaving kenma to have some space for a moment.
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The middle of your shirt had lots of white powder stains on it along with a light brown smudge on your shirt. On the table, there is a box with a cover of an RPG game that Kenma has been waiting. It was your lucky day to find it in your nearest game store because tons of people buy it.
Taking a plate of apple pie along with the new game box, you were trudging to your boyfriend's room carefully without dropping the two objects in your hand before knocking on the door, "Kenma-san. Can I talk with you for a moment," you hope he would let you in.
"Leave me alone, (Y/N)-san," Kenma spoke from the other side.
As his S/O you don't have any intention to give up to cheer Kenma before barging up to his room. Kenma was surprised to hear the sound of the door slamming open as his eyes squinted at you, it was clear that he is really annoyed. However, as his eyes sees the apple pie and the new game on your hand, his eyes softened before he pushes himself from the chair.
"I hope you're hungry. I made app-" your eyes widened when you can feel his arms wrapped around your waist.
"I'm sorry for being rude....." he mumbles.
"Hehe, it's okay, Kenma-san. I know you're just in a foul mood. That's why I want you to be happy so I buy a new game that you have been waiting for and baked you an apple pie. Now, could you please let me go for a moment? I don't want to drop the pie and the game," you smiled awkwardly even though you want to hug him back real bad.
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nickeverdeen · 2 years ago
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i forgot the fandom :0 its harry potter , THNAK YOU <<<<33333
Okay this was kinda hard 😂
Your match is…
Luna Lovegood
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She likes your confidence
Small nice comments about your hair (it’s very rare)
Luna is slightly troubled when you make jokes about your mental health
But she doesn’t budge into it way too much
Doesn’t understand why you hate frogs
She doesn’t judge you for it tho
Luna finds it kinda funny and kind of you that you bake cookies for people you haven’t seen in such a long time period
If you ever wanna practise your focus she’s willing to help
Or she’ll just read the fucking book to you
Hand holding
She’s a quiet girlfriend, please don’t be mad at her for it
Luna sometimes comes to you venting about how people keep calling her
Cuddles at night
Forehead kisses 1000%
Luna will take you to animals that may seem scary, but are actually beautiful
You just have to look from another perspective and not judge them immediately
If it would come to pet names, she’d call you “love”
So she mainly calls you “y/n” or “love”
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vigilskeep · 2 years ago
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schools of magic you say?? im just curious how is entropy allowed to be taught in the circle?? i understand it from an academic standpoint like it's seen as the opposite of creation yadda yadda, but being able to teach apprentices/mages the spells?? esp those in the drain life tree? might just be mechanics of the game allowing the player to have offensive spells but still holy shit
i mean, on some level it’s crazy that any of the spells are taught in the circle, right? if you think abt this too hard you end up going down the rabbit hole of, hey, why does anyone teach the circle mages to set things on fire anyway? so there’s a couple explanations for that i lean towards: 1. the circle does still want usable mages when necessary, to be called upon in times of danger like the blight or qunari invasion, or i believe for exalted marches. it also wants mages to be skilled enough to defend themselves in the fade. 2. magic tends to naturally express itself in these ways and it’s better to learn how to control that than ignore it and let it run loose so to speak. 3. i would expect mage curriculums are a product of centuries of negotiation and compromise with first and senior enchanters who want to pursue their own strengths and interests, and who the templars rely on for a lot of their magical knowledge in the first place
while entropy for sure has Bad Vibes to your average onlooker, templars have a great deal more practical experience with magic than the average onlooker. i would even say entropy has its practical benefits compared to say elemental, for example that if training goes wrong it’s probably just going to knock out a fellow mage or something, it’s not going to cause any structural damage to the tower where you’re trying to keep all these mages. in terms of mages turning their magic against templars—which i think is presented as fairly rare for circle mages anyway prior to the rebellion—entropy doesn’t do much damage in itself, just slows you down and makes you vulnerable, and it’s probably fairly easy to notice having an effect on you and react if you’re trained. (i wonder if enchanters ever help templars practise that?) anyway, i would expect templars to be more worried about the school of spirit, to be honest
that being said, i do think drain life in particular is. well. that’s just straight up blood magic. that’s just the blood sacrifice spell but on enemies rather than allies. isn’t there even a blood animation?? the rest of the drain life tree i think you could justify but that spell in particular is. hmm. i typically do not imagine my non blood mages using it at all and i think it was a good move to remove it for da2 entropy, but if you do want to factor its use in, i would suggest actually considering what it means for the line on blood magic to be much blurrier than it’s imagined, or for circle mages to quietly pass down one spell to be used in desperate measures
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ghostie-luther · 3 years ago
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Random peculiarities downsides! Book version!!
Emma
She often overheats so much she collapses. Yes she's fire proof, not temperature proof. It almost always feels like she has a small fever brewing, and pressure behind the eyes and nosebleeds torment her if she uses her peculiarity too much.
On a bad day, people can't stand to be around her. Not that they don't absolutely love her to bits, it's just that they physically find it to be uncomfortable standing within a certain distance with the heat she's emmiting from her skin. As someone with abandonment issues, this hurts her very much.
She also cannot lay on flammable materials, so she either has to sit on the wooden floor or stand most of the day.
When miss p suggested a metal bed she cried so hard she threw up.
Most times she's not even aware of the heat, though. So one time she came up behind Claire and hugged her suddenly, only for the little girl to let out the most terrible scream. Emma had burnt the shape of her hands faintly onto Claires skin, and still hasn't forgiven herself.
Claire loves her though, and drew her pictures for when she was sad about it.
Jacob
Hes not very good at figuring out what's a normal stomach ache and what's a "hollow" ache. He frequently panics over this.
Always on edge. Due to the rest of peculiardom relying on his powers, he believes the only way to keep his friends safe is to keep constant vigilance.
Some days he's so snappy and protective he has to be removed from the household until he calms down. Not in a cruel way, but once when Enoch tried to leave the house Jacob yanked him back and told him to sit down and stay still, they were still out there.
He ended up scaring most of the young ones, and even Enoch turned wary of him for a while after.
Panics at the sight of shadows. Every time. He sees a shadow of branches moving and thinks that he lost his peculiarity, and that all his friends are about to die because of him. Nothing ever happens, but then he feels stupid and restless.
Bronwyn
It goes without saying that this girl can pick up huge boulders without breaking a sweat. So when it comes to ordinary objects or people, she almost always forgets her own strength.
She always tries to be mindful of others, but unfortunately, due to having her ability most of her life, she's unable to gauge the amount of strength it would take to not hurt each person.
She gets confused alot. A touch that wouldn't hurt Jacob would be harmful to Claire, and a soft punch that wouldn't make Enoch laugh would have Horace flinching away with a bruised arm. For someone who hates hurting her friends, this causes her to break away every so often.
Waking up in the morning she actually has to get used to the feeling of her strength, so she wakes up an hour before everyone else at 5am. She doesn't like being alone, but she would rather be alone than snap her door handle again.
Regularly forgets that people don't like being picked up. She did it to Victor all the time just because she could. She tried it with Horace and nearly launched him straight up into the air because she couldn't FEEL him. Its a good thing he held onto her hand, or he would have gotten hurt.
Enoch
Doesn't actually like his peculiarity that much, because people think he's creepy and gross. Always covered in blood and preservation fluid and mud, but how else is he meant to practise? Emma can practise setting things on fire, Fiona can practise growing huge hedges based on people, yet he's shamed on for practising something he can't control?
It takes a lot out of him to raise the dead. He's constantly lending his own living energy and doing a cycle from his own body to the dead. This means their energy mixes, and leaves him feeling lethargic and brittle. Like a corpse.
Hates dead things. He's just used to them. People assume he kills most of the animals he has in his basement, but he actually goes through the forest near their house and collects the ones who have died naturally. After every reset, the corpses are back, and he does it all again.
He interanlly panics whenever someone refers to him as cruel or disgusting. He can't help it. Same as Horace can't control his nightmares, or olive her levitation. Yes, his peculiarity isn't pretty. That's not his fault. Immediate dislike for Jacob when he saw the look of morbid disgust on his face when he saw his clay soldiers fighting.
Sometimes feels intense guilt when reanimating someone. His belief is that when they're dead, they should be left dead. May that be in heaven, hell, or somewhere else. It is not his place to interfere with the next life.
It's why he refuses to summon Victor. He likes it where he is. No matter how much Bron cries about it.
Horace
His whole peculiarity is a downside to be honest.
Every so often though, he'll have this huge massive fits that can last for days. He doesn't see his family coming towards him, he sees his old family. Wights. Hollows. Monsters. Strangers. Garbling words and fires and pain. It's better to leave him alone until he's a tad calmer before getting him water.
He'll think everyone's a threat, will mutter and jump up and flinch if someone reaches for something near him, will bang the back of his head against the wall without feeling it, and will call people by the names of the strangers he sees in his head.
Will hurt himself by scratching and headbanging, but sometimes he screams and screams and screams because to him? His dreams are real.
That means the fire that is burning up the room is actually burning his skin, too. Everyone knows Horace dies in these dreams a couple times an episode, and it breaks their hearts to hear him praying to anyone out there he'll end up somewhere nice.
He Sees hallucinations, mostly dead people, and can and will have lengthy calm conversations with them of how they died. He can't see his family through the horrific things his mind is showing him, so he believes he is alone. He's not, though.
Claire and olive aren't allowed near him in these episodes, after bursting into tears after he was having a conversation with a woman who was burnt to death and had her skin melted away by her husband who then killed himself after.
Will have a huge migrain and smaller visions coming out of this, with regular nosebleeds for a while after.
(Millard and miss p searched for the name he had been talking to, later on. Shocked, they found a singular article deep in the library in devils acre about the murder, a place Horace would never had found it. They don't know what to do with this information).
Olive
Olive sometimes has trouble in thinking she's safe. She'll have days where she's bouncing around like a little astronaut on her rope without her shoes and then other days she'll be hiding under her bed with her shoes on, rope, doors and windows locked shut, lest she fly away.
She sometimes forgets to check the state of the rope she's using. She's had some very close calls.
Has trouble playing games like football/soccer, and can never go swimming with the rest of her family. Even on very hot days.
Can't keep up with her family very well, it's why bronywyn carries her everywhere. Her very chunky lead boots drag her down and hurt her ankles and feet, resulting in rolled ankles, burns and sore scrapes.
Claire
She used to love the feeling of having her hair curled and braided by her mother, but since developing her mouth she doesn't have that luxury.
She bit the middle finger right off her mothers hand when she was four.
Everywhere she goes smells like rotten meat, thanks to her back mouth. It only likes raw meat, and refuses to be brushed with toothpaste. If it isn't fed, however, it will rip the hair from her head and eat that instead.
Will feel very sick and will be bedridden sometimes from both mouths sharing the same stomach. Raw meat isn't good for a five year old little girl.
Has to be careful when washing or shampooing her hair, as wet hair can get sucked into her back mouth. Nobody is quite sure of the physics here, but if hair goes into her backmouth it feels like it's clogging her front mouth, and will choke her until someone rushes in and bravely rips it out of the sharp toothed beast.
Has a huge metal muzzle that she must wear to sleep "comfortably". It's not comfortable, despite the pillow padding. Her neck cricks, sometimes the metal pinches, and it weighs her whole head down. It's better than her pillow being eaten, though.
Sometimes, maybe once a year, her backmouth will try to speak.
And it's horrific.
People live in fear of it happening, and when it does happen people are left disgusted and shaken.
The sound of a grown man gurgling through unintelligible words shouldn't come from the body of a little girl.
Hugh
Gets stung repeatedly by his bees, and even sometimes when he eats. They get angry, living in his stomach, when food comes down into their home. He tries to make sure EVERY SINGLE bee is completely out before he eats, and this can take a while, but every so often a straggler stays behind, and stings the inside of his stomach during dinner.
It's excruciating.
He'll often jump up from the table as if he had been shot and vomit up both the food and the bee in pain. He'll spend the next day whimpering in bed as his stomach acid works against the sting and the stinger of the bee left inside his body.
Another thing is he could be talking to one of his friends, when a bee will randomly come along and sting them with no prompt. Then he'll catch them avoiding him the next couple of days. It hurts.
He'll be terrified and clamp his mouth shut against his bees for a couple of days afterwards.
Coughs up huge lumps of random honeycomb. It's hard, and cold, and uncomfortable, and it hurts his throat coming up.
Fiona
Will accidently make poisonous or stinging plants by trying to copy pictures of flowers she sees in books or the acre.
Had a scare when olive came back from playing in the garden struggling to breath with red and yellow spots up her neck, caused by a beautiful pink plant fiona had grown the night before.
Whenever she cries onto the ground, it acts like some sort of crazy fertiliser? And the plants and trees that grow are terrible hard to cut or knock down, crashing through windows and cracking walls, born by her grief. That's what made the greenroom. They couldn't remove the small forest, so they built around it and made something beautiful from her destruction.
Can and will cough up leaves whenever her body feels like it. The less she drinks the more it happens, and the less she drinks the more hard and dead the leaves become, causing small cuts in her throat. The more she drinks, the opposite happens.
Always, ALWAYS needs to be outside. And in the night she has to have her window open. She doesn't know why.
Feels so much pressure in having to be one of the soul sustenance of her family while living in the loop. What if her crops grew rotten? Or she lost her peculiarity? They got bored of her food? It was bland? What if they starved?
(After she fell from the cliff, one of the trees below softened her fall. After being captured by the wights, she wished it hadnt).
Millard
Sometimes panics he isn't real. He can walk into a room and not be acknowledged, so he constantly makes noise to see if somebody will refer to him. To make sure he hasn't disappeared completely. Is absolutely terrified of speaking one day and nobody answering.
Will overhear anyone else talking shit or complaining about him. His feelings are always hurt, but doesn't want to be seen as a creep when he tells them he was spying on them.
Misses the way he used to look. His hair, freckles, the way everybody could tell his short legs were gearing up for a massive growthspurt. He wonders how he would look now, and cries silently as he realises he forgot the colour of his eyes.
Mourns the fact he can probably never have a relationship. Nobody- In his experience- wants to be in a relationship with an invisible man, and a relationship between two invisible people who wouldn't know where the other stood would be frustrating and hellish.
It's why he felt euphoric when he met lily. Then fell headfirst back to earth when he realised she was normal, and couldn't tell her family she was in a relationship with somebody they could never meet.
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monstersandmaw · 3 years ago
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Started another Dragon Age Inquisition playthrough recently. Never played as a human or a rogue, so I’m playing as Adam Trevelyan, a certified bisexual disaster-himbo.
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He’s a twin, and the fourth child of Lord and Lady Trevelyan. He didn’t do well in his studies with his tutors as a child, and as such is kind of barely literate and fairly ignorant of the world, can’t draw/paint or play a musical instrument, and couldn’t carry a tune with a bucket. He’s pretty, and has slept with a good number of people, from stable hands to high born ladies and their maids (sometimes all three at once), but he’d never kiss and tell. He’s a service top by default, but is more than happy to switch as well.
He’s good with a lockpick, and good with daggers and a bow, and animals like him so he’s a good rider and has a pet mabari at home called Luna. He has a pretty noticable stutter which gets worse when he’s tired or in pain, but he isn’t too bothered by it. He does get annoyed if people finish his sentences when he gets stuck though.
His twin sister is a mage and he has some ability with magic - hence his rogue abilities, which he enjoys practising and using.
He’s instinctively kind to everyone from the get-go, is very protective of the people whom he loves, is exceptionally easy to dupe and as such as been used and taken advantage of a lot, and he doesn’t have a lot of faith in himself or that he’s worth anything to anyone. When he was young, in an attempt to get his academic work up, he was sent to a chantry-run school where he was not treated well in a number of aspects. His twin sister was instrumental in getting him out and bringing him back home. He was not happy about being sent to the conclave...
Adam can be self-centred and oblivious at times, and isn’t very good at seeing the bigger picture or at reading the room, so he often puts his foot in his mouth. Poor Josie is going to have kittens about him at the Winter Palace…
In contrast to my last inquisitor, who was a shrewd, taciturn, learned elf, Adam is an extrovert and a bit of a party boy, and would much rather be draining tankards dry with the Chargers, coming up with pranks with Sera, and sparring with Krem than chairing meetings with Cullen.
Leliana scares the living shit out of him, he’s intimidated by Cassandra until he realises he can fluster her by flirting with her, but he gets flustered when Bull flirts with him. He thinks Dorian is the most attractive man he’s ever seen but can’t imagine why someone as smart and brilliant as him would be interested in anything more than a quick and casual fuck for the evening. He trusts Varric, is wary of and confused by Solas, likes Blackwall, would protect Cole with his life, and has no idea what to think about Vivienne but is definitely a bit scared of her too. He adores Scout Harding and would do anything she asked, and ships her with the professor later.
So yeah. That’s my new Inquisitor.
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