> OTHER: A really brilliant plan.
Wait. Wait. You have an idea. You can get rid of this mess and it will be like it never happened.
There. That’s sorted. Now we can move on.
GODDESS, you love MAGIC. It fixes everything that can't be solved through TORTURE or ASSASSINATIONS alone (and, you might add, it is rather useful for those as well).
You inform FERDINAND that if he would like to make a second attempt at having TEA, he will have to do so at BREAKFAST. Even if he does not wish to have TEA, attending BREAKFAST is still in his best interest. After all, LADY EDELGARD eats BREAKFAST every day—if only because you make sure of it—and despite how futile it is for him to attempt to best her at anything as he will never be her superior in any way, he will be at a distinct disadvantage in his fruitless one-sided competition if he does not partake in the meal himself.
FERDINAND proves surprisingly receptive to all of this information, given you have been finding he is usually bleary and useless in his first few minutes after waking, and while you're not sure what to make of that look on his face, you assume it means he likes your outfit. Your suspicion is confirmed a moment later when he tells you so, right after stating he finds your logic sound and agreeing to go to BREAKFAST.
The past thirty seconds have been rather tumultuous, but now things appear to be going in your favor. You suppose that means you can dash any immediate plans for relocating to ALMYRA.
In all of this fuss, however, several minutes have ticked by: per your TIMEPIECE, it is now eight o'clock. You think over your SCHEME again and consider whether you ought to head to BREAKFAST now or wait and accompany FERDINAND.
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i kinda forgot how mochizuki does expressions so well that they speak more than texts in an image
esp for someone like oz who has identity crisis going on for him that he doesn't really care who he is as a person so long as it makes others happy (the way later he could care less if people see him as jack the hero rather than just oz)
but the shock in oz's expression as though he had been read so clearly by sharon's words.
also idk it never crossed my mind while i was rereading, but i love that this is just in chapter 2 -- that things would go bad if oz should ever lose sight of himself
bc that's the gist of oz's whole character arc, inching away from just being whatever people want him to be, shying away from his emotions, and accepting himself and what it means to be himself - emotions and past - alike.
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due to Life Shit I kind of stopped drawing much about a year or two after I graduated high school bc I just kind of didn’t have the time or mental/emotional/physical capacity to fit it in, despite art being something I really want to be a part of my career. It kind of makes me sick to realize how much muscle memory I lost just from that time (I had only about a year and a half total of absolutely no art but that was enough. doesn’t help that during that time I seriously injured my hands) considering I’ve been drawing my entire life. I really wish things had not gone that way and that I could have kept going, but expectations were on me to do something else and any time I sat down to draw was treated as wasting time. There’s also something weird about recovering from severe trauma that kind of adjusts how you engage with a hobby you used as a coping mechanism, which Art very much was. I almost never drew vent art, but I used it to focus on something and make myself happy and proud of work I actually could do, and once I was out of the environments that funneled me into drawing (being forced to go to church, school, anything involving sitting down for a long period of time) I found less time to actually have an excuse. Someone bought me a single college course of art classes right out of high school, and I think that was where I COULD have had the opportunity to really get started if I had actually had the money to continue and the college hadn’t been so far away. After that course ended I didn’t have that excuse anymore. I used to draw in DeviantArt and Discord art groups, but those began to fall apart and soon I didn’t have that option either. After that I doodled but didn’t really create Full Pieces unless some friend asked it of me, and it was never a commission bc I’d never trained myself to get that sort of shit done without taking too long, so I’d always do it for free. So even that wasn’t a big motivator eventually. Now that I’m struggling for work after becoming more physically disabled after COVID, all that time I could have spent honing my art skills so I could do SOMETHING with my art really is weighting down on me. I have the option to do freelance work, illustrations, pet commissions, even things like cards and cookies. I’ve seen these avenues open up for me gradually, but I’ve lost the skills I built up that I need to actually make something I’m proud of. I’ve taken to tracing old art to try and remember my thought process and my “style”… but my memory was bad BEFORE the covid, and it’s worse now, and my brain fog makes it hard to focus even if I could get back on the train of thought. I don’t remember the construction that would be in my mind’s eye. I barely can keep a clear vision in my mind’s eye anymore, worryingly. I never had a crystal clear imagination, it was always sort of abstract, but I could see the lines, I could construct a scene. Now I have to focus hard to get any sort of detail clear in my head. It’s like if you tried to look directly into someone’s face in a dream, or put in a prompt in neural blender. So I have to adjust to performing the entire thought process physically, slowly and tediously trying to figure out what I’m imagining before I can really get started. Those old art tutorials for constructing shapes and bodies and such just aren’t coming naturally anymore so I have to dredge deep into my mind to remember which advice helped “click” the best and knowing it might not do it this second time around. It’s like if you forgot how to ride a bike. It was something natural to you, you could even get started haphazardly and distracted and still be able to tell where you were going and not fall over or trip on yourself, but now it’s like you have to focus on each step and it constantly feels like it’s taking everything you have to not crash. I’m glad I can start drawing again, but it hurts that something so huge in my life has been turned into this. I’ve ranted about it before it’s just easier to notice when you’re not sketching out people’s pets or doing super stylized doodles.
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Sorry if this is a weird thing to say but I’ve been following you since… Oh God, like maybe 2015 or so? Somewhere around there I think. Anyways I really admired your art then, and have continued to be further and further impressed by your work as time goes on. Seeing that you were only just starting university around then gives me so much hope for my art and that maybe one day I can make stuff that others are impressed by. Thank you for continuing to draw, I have loved watching your style evolve over the years and look forward to seeing it continue.
Not weird at all, that's very sweet :-] woof I started posting here in 2015 so you've probably been here since the start haha. Glad you could stick with me thru all my venting and oversharing. I really like drawing bc you can see your progress when you look back at old stuff. I don't really get self conscious about making "bad" art, I just think: I can do better and eventually I do. I'm a little obsessive about it, which is maybe not great but hey it gets results haha
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