My latest sculpture is done! I blew the glass myself, and made ferrofluid, and put this whole thing together. The little wooden stones have magnets in them to manipulate the ferrofluid.
Of course all I can see are the bits that I wanted to be different, but I'm trying to be proud of what I made. This was my first time ever blowing glass, and my first time making ferrofluid from scratch. Getting the holes to actually be the right size for the irregularly sized glass objects was SO HARD.
characters who are pathologically deceptive and construct elaborate facades to conceal themselves behind think they're safe from me. lol. i can read plenty into what you fill in the negative spaces of your personality with but cute effort.
Glassblower!Bakugou, who uses the explosive fire of the furnace to transform the raw material into glass. Glassblower Bakguou who uses breath and movement and the strength of his body to throw and spin and expand the glass into the most ephemeral shapes and vessels. Glassblower!Bakugou who's technical skill rivals his strength, who creates pieces as bold as they are finessed and delicate.
He rarely attends the viewings of his pieces because he wants them to speak for themselves, but he always attends his classes where he teaches a new generation how to respect and craft with his favorite medium.
Then he meets you, who won a scholarship to his beginners class. For the first time he's hearing laughter in his sweatshop, as you react in delight seeing the process of gathering glass, scaring yourself into giggles as you turn on the powerful torches.
He falls back in love with glass seeing your eagerness to learn and understand. You ask insightful questions that make you think and genuinely can't stop thinking about you after the first class.
When you have to cancel the last class suddenly because your nephew is sick and needs you to look after him, he's suddenly on your doorstep with your final piece in hand grumbling, "How's the kid?"
He doesn't even know what he's doing there, but when he sees you smile- the tension in his chest melts away.
Blackbonnet fics on AO3 will literally be like "Ed is a sculptor specialising in the use of reclaimed material. Stede is a three-time Olympic gold medal winning figure skater. Both are allergic to mushrooms. Will their romance beat the odds?" and then be 60,000 words of the most soul rending, tender shit you ever read and you spend the next three days rethinking your entire definition of love