Thinking abt that time I dreamt Saturn from Team Galactic (pokemon) said BLM and trans rights bcs his boss Cyrus was a bigot and then I told him not to worry about him bcs he was actually inside a videogame. And he had an existential crisis breakdown and I was like oops wait what did I just do. And then I woke up very sad that I had destroyed his sense of reality so I tried to go back to the dream and IT WORKED and he was looking longingly to the horizon and told me that it was okay that he'd rather know. That he had bigger plans now. But he looked kinda depressed.
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Various drawing prompts if any inspired: anything based on a recent favourite fic, your icon in your drawing style, any of the bbc ghosts in what you think they'd wear if they were alive today
thank you for the prompts, i had a lot of fun with them!
first drawing is based on this fic by @sonnet-of-anarchy, which i absolutely adore (im a slut for slow dancing)
i couldnt not draw thomas without his double denim and aviators combo, and added goth/emo/sadboy thomas (he wears a leather jacket and listens to joy division)
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A Case of Ladybug Luck Chapter 6
Marinette’s bedroom was dark and empty. Oh. She wasn’t here. Somehow, Chat had forgotten. His night vision helped him see inside, and…the room itself looked dead. Like all the warmth had gone along with Mari, wherever she might be. He noticed her cellphone, dropped on the floor. The cardboard box where she hid her creations was tipped over, empty. The dollhouse was in shambles. On her bed, a book of some kind. He couldn’t make out the color, but its exterior was hard. It was also in shreds, and wet beyond belief. Every single page was in tatters, and their remains had been nearly dissolved by the pool of water it was laying it. He thought…he thought it might be her diary. Mari must have forgotten to close her skylight last night. Or maybe, it was on purpose. Chat let go of that thought, as quickly as he could. Maybe it wasn’t fair to her, but he couldn’t even envision Marinette destroying something of hers. Not something so personal, that contained all her inner thoughts. Something so personal even Chat Noir had never been allowed to read it.
Part of him wanted to jump inside. Adrien was hit by the absence of smell. There was no batch of baked goods today, nothing for Marinette to have leftovers of, that she would bring him while jokingly complaining that he only ever came back for the food. He’d always say the company also mattered a lot to him, that he loved being around her. It never failed to make her blush, no matter how many times he repeated the line. At the time he’d teased her for supposedly still crushing on him, but now…
Chat Noir’s heart was hurting. He knew exactly where this line of thinking would lead him. Another happy memory, another something about her that he absolutely adored and couldn’t imagine living without…it would lead back to the thought that had nearly caused his brain to short circuit twice now. That she’d liked him, and that, impossibly, he’d liked her back. And just…hadn’t realized it. He may have loved her, even.
That thought brought up a barrier around the skylight. Adrien knew that he ever dared to go in there alone, not even Ladybug would be able to make him leave. Marinette was his dearest friend, his closest companion. The one who’d stuck by him, in the eye of the storm that Lila Rossi had unleashed upon them, only to be drawn into the downpour right along with him. Instead of being angry or complaining, she just smiled and promised that she would stop her, that it would all be okay. And he’d believed it with all his heart, rays of sunshine washing over them both. He had loved her with all his heart, and it took him this long to figure it out. Now Chat Noir would never get to tell her. Adrien would never get to hear her adorable stuttering again; he’d never hear her beautiful laugh as she looked at him with radiant blue eyes.
The thought made him nauseous. And tired. So very tired. Chat Noir managed to drag himself over to the chair on Marinette’s balcony, and curled up in a ball. He cried there, falling asleep as he tried to cling to the memory of Marinette’s face, smile, eyes, laugh. Her everything. Adrien slept there, never hearing his baton buzz in his ear. When the sky tore itself apart hours later, almost like Creation shared his grief, he didn’t hear the thunder cracking high above. Chat Noir cried that night, and the rain poured down relentlessly. He didn’t have an umbrella. He’d given it to Marinette. And tonight, their moon was entirely hidden away by clouds of grief.
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♦️💭🙁😬
Thank you!! Gonna answer these for "Shadow" from Outcast.
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♦️: Are there any motifs you associate with them? What do those motifs represent thematically?
Dandelions, or as they're called in the New World, "hogo flowers". These are a symbol of hope and survival, as they were the first flowers to start regrowing after the apocalypse.
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💭: What was the original concept for your OC? Has it changed at all since then?
To be honest, he hasn't really changed since the beginning, except for his hair colour. I always wanted him to be a very reluctant hero who was never a "chosen one" but someone who does it anyway, because nobody else would.
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🙁: What are three of their personality traits that others would generally consider negative?
He's a bit hot-headed, terrible at communicating his feelings, and prone to jealousy.
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😬: Did they ever make a major decision in their past that they regret? How are they handling it now?
He has a lot of regrets, but his biggest one is allowing himself to fall in love with a human who screwed him over in a big way. He doesn't like talking about it because he still feels humiliated, even after 20 years.
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Sorry-- this is about the poll post you reblogged:
Natsume was in a poll??? A catboy poll??? He's not even a catboy!! The stupid fecking mask isn't even something he wants to wear, and he doesn't even wear it for most of the series rrraaahhhhhh I'm gonna go flip a table
i'm kinda unreasonably ticked off by that idk why
he was indeed in a catboy poll. i understand why you'd be a lil annoyed bc yeah the cat mask isn't his choice. i do believe he IS catlike anyway, just based on his behavior (he is a cat, really)... but im gonna be entirely honest i dont really know what a catboy is supposed to be. i'm not really hip w the kids.... lol. like, is it a boy who acts like a cat? bc then... yes he could fit bc he's catlike in his personality. not even in a cringe way. or is a catboy a boy who dresses as a cat? bc if thats the case, then no he shouldnt win on the basis of the cat mask being a torture device, etc (tho i DO wish he wore it more bc it was supposed to be his symbol and he was supposed to wear it on all his missions and tbh it feels like higuchi tachibana just forgot abt it and that bugs me).
i think natsume deserves to win whatever poll he's in just because he's perfect, but it's a little unfair to pit him against much more popular characters from trending anime. i'd rather ppl just NOT include him, especially since he was only included to create more rounds on the poll, not bc op actually cared abt him as a character, but i can't enforce that even if i wanted to so. cest la vie and all that.
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Im almost to the vault in my hw replay and it kinda occured to me how quick that happens. Like at the end of arr miko loses his best buddy g'raha, then the scions in ul'dah, and then loses his other best buddy haurchefant all back to back. Poor boy probably would start thinking he was cursed or something after that lol
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