#this is a redraw of something i made like. when i was 13-14

[ruija]

A trip down memory lane - TMNT 2003

So. The 20th anniversary of 2003 Ninja turtles was a little while ago, but I didn’t have time to draw anything for it 👉👈💦 BUT, I wanted to do SOMETHING for it, even a bit late. 

For context, TMNT 2003 was my introducion to the franchise. Back when it started airing, I was 9yo and was immediately hooked. I think it’s the series/fandom that has stuck with me the strongest across the years. Even if I’d have long periods, even couple year brakes from it, I always dip back at some point. Usually it’d happen by me suddenly having a dream about the turtles, and then going like “Oh, is it that time again? Guess I’ll go check some fanworks, then.” ANYWAY, I thought it’d be fun to dig up some old art and do some redrawing hehheh. Hopefully yall find these somewhat entertaining, I’ve been equal parts cackling and cringing lmao!

Here we have THE FIRST EVER Leonardo I’ve ever drawn! (Made when I was 9) I’m honestly very charmed and kinda impressed by it. Like, he looks really funky and dynamic! That pose and the way the bandanna tails are flying adds really nice movement and energy to the drawing! It was really fun to use it as a base, because the elements of it were already working well!

Also there’s Splinter I drew around that same time. He also has a lot of funny personality haha! (Sorry Splints for being too lazy to redraw you)

(More art and reminiscing under read more!)

BY THE WAY. I’m FUCKING DEVASTATED that I was not able to find a third drawing I remember from this period. It featured Splinter being drunk while Leo looks on horrified. Why? I don’t know. Little Ruija thought it was really funny I guess. Anyway, here’s an imitation piece for demonstration:

Truly shocking. Bad Parent Splinter AU? (I have a suspicion the original is MIA, because I got too embarrassed by it at some point. But I will not lose hope, maybe it’ll turn up someday🙏)

I think the next time I drew fanart of ninja nurtles was when I was 11-12yo and joined Devianart. The account I used to have doesn’t exist anymore, so I wasn’t able to recover files from that time. My only hope is to come across some originals in my old art folders  💦 💦 I have really fond memories from that time. Was quite active in the Sonic and TMNT fandom.

This was drawn when I was 13, I think. I’m sensing... a bit of a fictional crush there. And- Wait a minute. Is that...? ENHANCE

DONNIE?!

Biblically accurate recreation.

Karai from same time period. It’s probably a lesser known fact, that in several iterations, she’s usually among my fave characters.

Grumpy Raph my beloved! This is from when I was 14. Those thighs are tragically skinny! This obviously had to be rectified.

Somewhere in the 14-15yo range. I think I had already picked up a special fondness for Leo+Mikey dynamic <3

And then... I got kind of a whiplash when this piece jumped out from my folders:

What a weird experience. I guess this particular visual spoke to me even 13 years ago.

Well, here’s another one to the pile.

Last piece has a bit of a timeskip! It’s from 2013 ( I was 18yo) and the original post is actually on this blog!

I’ve actually been wanting to redraw this piece anyway, but with my HC of Donnie being really tall, haha. (I keep squinting at Leo and how he turned out very femme in this... Oh well, he/she’s just rocking some transswag)

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PHEW! This was fun! Made me feel extremely fond, thinking about how excited my younger selves would be to see these redrawings haha.

Earlier I said I didn’t have any works archived from my old DA account, but surprisingly I had a couple screenshots like this:

Back then (2005-2007 in this case) personal websites were common, including ones dedicated to fandom-content. A Japanese tmnt fan going by Sakan-san also had one called FREAKfreak. (She was also on DA) Her art was gorgeous and I thought she was like the best and coolest tmnt artist ever. 

Her webpage had this PAINTchat on it and both Japanese and Western fans would gather there to draw together. Sakan-san would often post the collabs in her gallery afterwards. There were a couple times I was able to join a session with them too, which I was over the moon about! (In the screenshot the bottom right segment was mine lol). It was really cool, that they included a novice artist with extremely broken english amongst them.

Seeing these screenshorts made me remember how much I admired Sakan-san and wanted to draw like her. And then realizing, that now I can✨

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Another memorable interaction from that time is when I was chatting with some older fans. By the time I got on DA, my country had only dubbed and aired the first two seasons of the 2003 series. I kept seeing fanart of Leo with his shellscar and got curious. I asked the others where he gets it.

They told me he put dynamite on it.

And then said it’s better if I go watch the episodes myself. Fortunately I was able to find and watch rest of the series after that, haha.

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Maybe that’s enough reminiscing for now! Thanks for the company and all the lovely memories TMNT 2003 <3

I hope you all can also keep creating and having fun within this fandom, for years to come!  💙❤️💜🧡💚

#tmnt #tmnt 2003 #leonardo #michelangelo #master splinter #raphael #donatello #oroku karai #long post #redraw #old art

[shynetyme06]

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1. how would you describe your art style? uhhhhhhhh, maybe "safe" is the word rn. whenever I think of my art style, what comes to mind is just how little I've been pushing things with it. I wanna change that ;D

2. what's your favorite thing about your style? I realize I like to use semi-realistic proportions, its cool how comfortable I've gotten with drawing faces and bodies

3. what's your least favorite thing about your style? It's so static man. same thing I said for the first question, I don't think anything really looks bad, but it just is lacking in creativity in comparison to the older art that should be looking worse than what I do now. I prefer my older stuff ;D (looking at you inktobertale2021.. where did it all go wrong)

4. favorite thing to draw? regular ol people. human characters are def more in my comfort zone, which explains why I keep hitting skeletons with the humanization ray (also I prefer to draw feminine characters)

5. least favorite thing to draw? I can't even say I rlly dislike it cuz of how rarely I even do it, but I am procrastinating so hard on learning backgrounds..

6. warm colors or cool colors? cool colors are my fav, but i find it easier to work with warm ones (I used to put a cool overlay over all my warm toned drawings hgdhfg)

7. show us a WIP behold, the wip ever. this drawing... was supposed to be posted on august 2022. and then, it was supposed to be posted on dec 21st, dream and nightmares birthday. (atp if I do end up wanting to finish this idea again, I'll probably just scrap it and start over)

8. what's the most fun and least fun parts about your process? most fun is flat color and rendering. (though I rarely do the latter anymore) and for least fun, tbh a lot of the sketching part tends to be difficult for me, sometimes its cool tho

9. show us a finished piece alongside the original sketch example from when sketching was fun

10. how many different sketches do you usually have until your piece is finished? I think I do need to make more of at least thumbnail sketches tbh.. I usually just make one and keep editing it, trusting the process. (and that fails like 70% of the time. woww wonder why sketching isnt fun for me-) 11. show us the last thing you drew, be it a finished piece or a small doodle can this count,,

12. show us an old drawing first deltarune drawing. here's the redraw I later made of this :3 (also old hsgdhgf)

13. how long do you usually take one a piece? depends. I'll have like 276478923 wips started, and then I get a random idea that I just have to do right at that moment, and I'll get it done in like 1-4 hours. meanwhile old sketches start to rot and maybe if its lucky I'll revisit it before my motivation dies and my style is too different to wanna continue from where I left off 14. digital or traditional? digital all the way, i've gotten too dependent on the transform tool + liquefy ;D (and many other things tbh but I'd be here all day if I tried comparing them more jhdjdf)

15. if digital, what program do you use? procreate, the layouts on other drawing programs scare me

16. favorite media to work with when drawing traditionally pen on paper (am I understanding this right wdym media-)

17. what do you love getting compliments about? I like when people enjoy the humanizations I come up with, and also original designs in general 18. are you satisfied with the attention your art usually gets? hmmm yeah

19. how often do you draw? very often, I just don't have finished things to share most days

20. a piece from this year that you're really proud of :3

21. something you would like to improve on the dynamicness (well, the lack of it) of everything, as said before

22. what inspires you? Ink sans and a ton of creators in this fandom (also animated shows and movies, I love animation)

23. what's something you hope people notice when looking at your art? idk tbh, just notice it at all and I'm happy :>

#shy rambles #ask game #long post #twinribbonz #yaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy #another sign to look for more references #my problem may be going from imagination too often

[captainfightingflower]

So i rolled my ankle REALLY badly while out for my run at around 6:20 (bad to the point where renting crutches is being considered), so i just decided to say f making polished sketches, and just decided to have fun drawing whatever Jackbox Games Characters i wanted without care for stuff like anatomy or superb accuracy for once.

Also, fun fact: i forgot to put in my signature traditionally (since i only ever tend to do that after coloring) so the grand majority of these sketches has my signature digitally imposed with Photopea.

Also also, just figured out how people put images side by side in these posts...man i learn something new everyday on this site!

So here’s some descriptions of what each sketch entails in case it’s not clear:

Sketch 1 & 2: A little two-panel gag comic based on the fact that Rue’s facial features can just float whenever she pleases (featuring Bubz...mostly so i could make an excuse to draw the desk).

Sketch 3: Several of the animal hosts put into a single bunch with the text “la créturas” since i really like that set of words specifically! This features Mayonnaise being there, Professor Nanners T-posing like those shitposts where there’s always some 3D fellow t-posing over the horizons, Knack the frog pogging at the Geneva convention & the Tournament Dragon liking his own nostrils.

Sketch 4: The Wheel of Enormous Proportions dumping the water from M. Bubbles’ jug onto it’s face while their headless body stands by.

Sketch 5: Rue unknowingly talking to the Phoney Wheel of Enormous Proportions for 5 hours based on that one meme of a guy talking to a brick wall.

Sketch 6: Octoputtz saying “It’s as shrimple as that!” because A. it’s a meme, and B. he would 100% say something like that.

Sketch 7: Captain Chuck offering you some funny, partially inspired by Morshu, while gripping the supposed haha man a bit too hard.

Sketch 8: The thumbprints from Clone Booth take out the Dodecahedron from DODE, inspired by that one stock image of a guy stealing a wheel from a person’s wheelchair while they are still on it, as well as partially inspired by another sketch i made referencing the Yankee with no brim meme.

Sketch 9 & 10: A slightly modified redraw a draw the squad comic “Sometimes i wonder how i taste” featuring Gavin & Meegan

Sketch 11: A hi-res sketch of Meegan originally created for the previous prompt.

Sketch 12: Mick/Jackhead in their Jackbox Party Club attire, inspired by Sonic Archie Comic panel edit “Alone on a Friday night? God, you’re pathetic” that was originally going to have text accompanying it.

Sketch 13: Human from Zeeple Dome waving their flags aggressively, inspired by that one clip of a lady doing the same thing (i cannot explain this better i am sorry).

Sketch 14: Cookie Masterson eating his Dunkin’ order when you tell him to fuck off in Movies.

Sketch 15: An alien from Push the Button.

Sketch 16: An attempted realistic bust of the design for the green human on the Zeeple Dome menu select’s box art.

Sketch 17: The green & red humans from the Zeeple Dome box art, with the red one nearly avoiding an alien tentacle.

Honestly, very freeing thing for me to do, i’m surprised i don’t sketch my heart out like this more often! (but i could do without the pain in my leg, honesty)

#Jackbox games #the jackbox party packs #traditional sketches #meme redraw #comic panel #tw: fantasy human consumption #roomerang #job job #split the room #nonsensory #junktopia #tee K.O. #The Wheel of Enormous Proportions #word puttz #joke boat #clone booth #push the button #bomb corp. #zeeple dome #you don't know jack: movies #jellyvision

[feeling-grubby]

I see you have a puppet child. I am curious to know more about them. Spill the beans :gun emoji:

Oh, you dumb motherfucker I am bout to info dump on your ass. Fucking had me redraw this wriggler just so I can show you some half decent art of what they used to look like. Cause there was no way in hell I was gonna show you my initial drawing of him from when I was still in middle school. You better buckle in bucko this is a long one.

The character you are referring to is Rakker Dolika. The name "Rakker" means "a rascal, a tomboy, a scamp," which points to his mischievous nature. I also chose the name because it sounds close to "wrecker," which I think fits a destructive clown boy. "Dolika" means "doll," which correlates with how he does his makeup and how he dresses up.

Rakker was created when I was working on a stupid project. The idea was to take Wonderland characters and turn them into trolls. These trolls would be part of a circus/carnival that would buy low-blood slaves and make them perform. They would try to sway the public's opinion about the church by using the supposedly not-enslaved performers as an example. They would claim that the low bloods had seen the light of the mirthful messiahs and converted to believers.

I ultimately scrapped the idea, but I enjoyed Rakker a lot and ended up keeping him. I can't tell you what character in Alice in Wonderland he was supposed to embody, because it was a very obscure one.

(The art is bad I know. it's just to help you visualize em. I did not spend a whole lot of time on it. wasn't gonna go all out when I plan to revamp the design later to something I like more. would've been a waste of time really.) Originally, Rakker was supposed to follow the Alice in Wonderland theme and look like a character from the book. However, I strayed away from that theme and instead made him look like a ventriloquist dummy. I thought the face paint design was interesting, and I never really had an idea for his horns, so I didn't draw them in the image above. Because ya know I had nothing to go off of. So this is close to how Rakker originally looked without having to show you my horrible old art work.

For the revamp version of Rakker, I have some things figured out. Some of those things include his sign and horns. His horns are designed after his sign. I took the weird circle thing on the left side of the sign and rotated it upside down. That ended up being his horn design.

As for what his future revamp design will be, I'm currently on the fence about that. I thought about changing him from a ventriloquist dummy to a Harlequin. I will eventually get around to drawing him and figuring him out fully.

Story wise, with this revamped version since the carnival doesn't exist anymore, I've been fussing around with some ideas. I was thinking he was kind of like an internet troll. He plays pranks on the elders at the church and starts really stupid online debates. He acts like those 14-year-olds you see on the internet who think being obnoxious is a charming personality. He is only 13 though.

That age there actually has me a little worried about adding him to my blog. So, he has a personality, but I may more so only show art I make of him and will refrain from using him in rps. He will also most likely not be included in the narrative I might build up for my blog.

Rakker is a character that I created specifically for my own enjoyment. He isn't complex with some insane backstory. His only real story is his relationship with his best friend, Angora, who is the same age as him. He is supposed to simply be a character that brings me back childhood nostalgia. I could go into more detail about Angora, but since you only asked about Rakker, I will spare you. Need to show you some mercy after this if you even read it all lol.

(Thank you for the ask and sorry for taking so long.)

#rakker #fan troll community #fantroll #ace rambles #im sorry again for the bad art #Traice talks

[saltedsolenoid]

A silly little timeline of Rosine Strom's designs, starting from when I first began working on Together in Hell (November 2020) to now!

So, as a generalization- she's stayed about the same age throughout all this, originally being ~13 and aging up to be 15 as of the latest version of the story. Rosie was, surprisingly, an antagonist in the first draft, though she's actually changed her position around a lot and is now the protagonist of the story! Good for her.

Images (and much more explanation) below the cut- additional warning for my poor art skills as of 2 years ago.

So, let's start at the beginning. The very first sketch I did of Rosine Strom, before her name was even Rosine Strom. She had a name change somewhere in the first 6 months of development. I don't remember what her name was originally.

The first two pictures were drawn/colored in either December 2020 or January 2021. She was always going to have a sort of green/purple color pallet, and I see now that she's always had a necklace of sorts. I don't remember what exactly I was going for in this design- something unassuming? At the very least? She was originally way more nature-based than computer-based, so that's one of the major things driving this design.

The third picture, in the full on dress is her more polished design, drawn in late January 2021. Back in the early stages of development, her main Thing as a character was that she had two sort of alter-egos, one acting as a normal teenager (first two drawings) and one being more?? evil??? I guess? She was a character of complete dualities, being described as "childish but also really mature, loving but also slightly cruel, nice but has a lot of pent-up anger." Okay. Cool.

From here on out in her design, I mostly just started making changes to her everyday "normal" clothing. Character-wise, I started making her more normal and not, like, evil. Because that sucked as a character point, considering she was like 14. These two drawings come from different points in the development of the story, but from when her character was roughly the same. Her friendship with the other kids was still a key part of the story, but there really aren't many other similarities. She was overly bubbly and worked in??? tech stuff???? for the plot?????? It's not very overtly laid out.

Don't worry, though, she still had an evil-esque alter ego!! This time, she wasn't necessarily evil on purpose, but more because she was forced into a role overseeing a death game. It's about time that I bring up the fact that Together in Hell was originally a YTTD AU. Sorry. In this, she took on the role of a floormaster, somewhat. These are the best references I could find for her """floormaster outfit"", but I can't find a date for either of them. I'm still surprisingly proud of the piece on the right.

From here on out, we reach a sort of "interlude" in her designs. These pieces were made from when Together in Hell was actually coming into existence, and the YTTD AU it started with was fading out of existence. Around this point in time-- Summer of 2022-- I started to change some aspects to her character. She still heavily values her friends, but finds herself more occupied with a deal she made with a skeptical-seeming company which deals heavily in death. The leftmost picture has more similarities to the first draft of the story, while I like to refer to the rightmost picture as "a remnant from the forgotten second draft." It's called that because I forgot the plot but i like the sprite. These are where some pretty big physical changes also happened for her character; I stepped away from making her skinny and she got afro-textured hair. A few months before making these versions of her character, I had finally sorted out her family tree, and realized that curly hair- which her mother has- is a dominant gene. It took me six months to realize this and the fact that I'd have to redraw so many assets at this point actually made me quit development for a solid few months.

After that break, I restarted and started developing Together in Hell and her character as they sort of stand today.

For her current design, I gave her twists, which developed from braids in her first drawing in this state (leftmost). Later on, she gained green highlights, as green was her Character Color and I wanted to allude to that in her design. She still has a necklace- although now the necklace is a hard drive she carries around with an AI she made in it (that'll be plot relevant), and her outfit changed drastically, with a full-body reference in the center. She does like to change up her hair (see rightmost image) into a style which somewhat resembles her late first and second draft hairstyle, but these styles are more commonly found in flashbacks due to the short span of time the game takes place in. She greatly values her friends, but at the current, finds herself in the middle of a horror that she's going to have to face.

and that's about all :)

#together in hell #SILLY #long post #i wrote this while Super brain fogged so. um. i'll wait a bit and look at it later to see if there are any errors i missed #but??? hope you gamers enjoy??!?! #also if anyone new(ish) sees this: together in hell is a project i've been working on for a while now! i'm turning it into an #rpgmaker-styled game and it has the ocs that i hold super close to my heart and post about all the time #more information can TOTALLY be found in the tag

[can-of-pringles]

Arith and Iriel Masterlist

[I'm only including information I still consider relevant, to help keep this list as up-to-date/efficient as I can]

Toyhouses: Iriel Arith

Good Omens OCs aesthetics sideblog: @saltandsugarcore

Spotify Playlists

Arith's playlist

What Arith would listen to

Iriel's playlist

What Iriel would listen to

Arith x Iriel playlist

Fanfiction Masterlist

Arith and Iriel fluff alphabet (12/10/2022)

Lucky, a fanfic by @/practically-an-xman (12/13/2022) (bonus memes I made abt it)

Headcanons/General (from oldest to newest)

What type of angels Arith and Iriel were/are (10/29/2020)

Wandavision AU (2/7/2021)

Arith & Iriel: affection ask meme (2/9/2021)

What Arith and Iriel would've been like as parents (2/9/2021)

Arith & Iriel: work ask meme (2/11/2021)

What if Arith and Iriel had more kids (2/18/2021)

When Iriel found out the truth about heaven (4/13/2021)

Mentioning Arith and Iriel's wedding (slightly outdated because I am as of this post, writing something about it) (7/29/2021)

Who Arith and Iriel kin (9/19/2021)

OC-tober day 9, Arith and spicy foods (10/9/2021)

Song analysis (Arith's spotify playlist) (1/31/2022) part 2 (2/5/2022)

Me and @/shenanigans-and-imagines' OCs interacting (2/23/2022)

Arith's voiceclaim (4/23/2022)

Good Omens OCs and their wings (4/28/2022)

Iriel stimming with her wings (9/13/2022)

Arith bingo ask (9/20/2022)

Major angst (9/27/2022)

Iriel appearing as a deer to humans (10/13/2022)

Character dynamic (11/13/2022)

My OCs and their handwriting (12/2/2022)

Arith and Iriel and the afterlife (12/6/2022)

Iriel and her eyes (12/30/2022) (updated: 12/31/2022)

Arith and why he doesn't hunt deer (1/1/2023)

Iriel and Arith and their horses (1/13/2023)

More Arith facts (1/17/2023)

Art/Edits/Videos/Etc. (From oldest to newest)

First painting of Iriel (7/16/2019)

First sketch of Arith and Iriel (7/22/2019) and the redraw! (12/19/2022)

Iriel and her horse, Rose (not completely canon anymore but idk it depends) (7/26/2019)

Arith drawing (2/1/2021)

Arith and Iriel colored sketch (2/4/2021)

Arith moodboard (2/12/2021)

Arith and Iriel Valentine's day moodboard (2/14/2021)

Name meanings aesthetic (9/8/2021)

OC-tober day 1, Iriel and her horse (10/1/2021)

OC-tober day 11, moodboard (10/11/2021)

Some old art (12/30/2021)

My good omens OCs and their hands (art) (1/15/2022) added feedback/analysis from @/practically-an-xman (3/20/2022)

Arith and Iriel painting based on Running Up That Hill (1/25/2022)

Newer Iriel painting (1/28/2022)

Arith painting (2/2/2022)

Arith and clothes he would wear (3/14/2022)

Ghibli scene redraw Arith and Iriel edition (3/17/2022)

Iriel and clothes she would wear (3/20/2022)

Arith and Iriel art (4/1/2022)

Arith's wings (4/28/2022)

Arith sketch (4/30/2022)

Arith dressed up (7/5/2022)

Iriel's death and flower symbolism art (tw blood) (8/3/2022)

New Iriel painting (9/7/2022)

Arith and Iriel collage (9/12/2022)

Iriel moodboard (9/18/2022)

Arith and Iriel cuddling sketch (9/24/2022)

Gifset of Arith's faceclaim (11/16/2022)

Arith and Iriel doing each other's makeup sketch (11/25/2022)

Arith and Iriel as textposts sketches (12/6/2022)

Iriel and baby Kaia sketch (12/16/2022)

Iriel and her wedding dress (12/17/2022)

Arith painting (tw blood) (12/18/2022)

Short Arith and Iriel animatic (12/20/2022)

Gifset of Iriel's faceclaim (12/30/2022)

Arith and Iriel interior design moodboards (12/30/2022)

Lucky scene redraw (1/2/2023)

Arith Urstyle set (1/9/2023)

A fake old painting of Iriel (1/14/2023)

Some soft Arith and Iriel art (1/17/2023)

Random Notes

Daily Ariel Quotes

Incorrect quote (4/11/2021)

OC-tober day 8, mentioning favorite candy of theirs (10/8/2021)

Incorrect quote (2/1/2022)

Kinda incorrect quote (2/1/2022)

Arith and Iriel text posts (4/6/2022)

Arith meme (4/30/2022)

Incorrect quote (5/2/2022)

Incorrect quote (5/2/2022)

Alternate faceclaim for Iriel? (5/11/2022) and another one! (11/16/2022)

Arith text posts (5/30/2022)

Incorrect quote (6/27/2022)

Incorrect quote (7/5/2022)

Arith meme (9/4/2022)

Iriel meme (10/22/2022)

Incorrect quote (10/26/2022)

Incorrect quote (12/16/2022)

Meme (12/21/2022)

Cue convo but Arith and Iriel edition (12/29/2022)

Incorrect quote (1/16/2023)

#pringles good omens ocs #good omens oc #pringles masterpost #arith!goodomensoc #iriel!goodomensoc #ariel #good omens

[risingroseart]

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#5

You know when you have these jokes and shitposts that only you and one other person on the planet really understand?

Well I thought I would share this anyway! even though only @galaxy-minecart has the full context to this jfhgkfhg

So here's the first one. Some more Wither-Watcher Deity!Grian stuff (you can find a proper drawing of him here, since I gave up drawing him properly after my 5th redraw on this fucking meme shitpost) but he's been thrown into empires smp.

More context under the cut

[do not repost, edit, use or claim as your own] [Reblogs help the artist]

So its basically from a deity grian crossover with empires (i made this before he canonically visited the server LOL) coupled with the imo absolutely hysterical concept of Joel just refusing to believe in deities and demons and the like. I mean when Xornoth showed up, mans deadass went ''i do not see. i am looking away. Xornoth? never heard of them.'', so its probably the same with gods.

Anyway so deity!grian shows up on the server and bumps into joel and makes him his 'listener' (which does NOT mean the same thing as it does in canon watcher lore in the absolute slightest. listeners in my lore are basically followers of the watchers, and as far as i know canon listeners are against the watchers so kgkfhghg v different) but joel the small king refuses to believe (or at least admit to believe) that grian is a god so he acts like they're just ''allies''. nevermind the dread of feeling the very gaze of the universe itself befalling Joel whenever he does something Grian dislikes, no supernatural powers to be seen here, no gods in this town,,,

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#4

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Hello!! I’m alive and well. 

I haven’t had much to post as most of my art has been unfinished and/or private worldbuilding stuff or figuring out people’s designs. However I have fallen into a deep critical role hyperfixation on campaign 3, Ashton’s design and Campaign 1 Percival (etc etc) de Rolo and his whitestone arc, so I’ve been doing a few doodles of some designs here and there - specifically for c3 since I’m still new to c1. This is the first proper colored one however, so yay! It’s Ashton in pretty much the same outfit Taliesin wore during Ashton’s introduction bc I haven’t been able to get that visual out of my head :] I love their laugh, whenever I hear it is when I can best visualize them in my head, it’s so distinctly their sound. Might be my now pfp, maybe! love them a lot. Also hi critters! I’m new in this corner of the internet! any fellow newbies out there? :> 

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249 notes - Posted April 17, 2022

#3

hi im rusty and not supposed to draw bc it has been a month and my hand has continuously hurt the whole time (which is also why there hasnt been any posts in a bit) but I had to do at least ONE doodle during the restream. I hope to make a "there's strength, but there's pain; There's pain, but there's strength." painting once im able but that might be a while

276 notes - Posted September 23, 2022

#2

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hi fcg’s eyes are a struggle and im still working on his design but uhhh decided to draw my beloved he/they player character duo. also yes im aware ashton’s outfit looks different in their character art but i felt like playing around with it some more :v he’s so much fun to draw.

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546 notes - Posted April 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Team Rancher has my whole entire heart

Hi, hello, I'm alive and I'm Totally Normal about these two.

Wanted to post this before I get so swept up in Empires Season 2 that I forget to put this here- I saw the scene where Tango was raging and Jimmy did his best to calm him down and stop him from doing something stupid and he said that quote and this. came to me in a vision, i immediately grabbed my tablet lol. Team Rancher brainrot is real, i love that these two got put together as soulmates. cant wait for next season when theyll probably burn down desert duo's incredibly flammable base [Reblogs and Comments help the artist and are very much appreciated!]

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1,228 notes - Posted June 25, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #team rancher #c3e35 #cr spoilers #cr #critical role spoilers #critical role #< gotta make sure to keep the spoilers from that one post tagged

[whataphantasia]

oog i keep forgetting to post here,,, i did a really big oc x canon promptlist on my alt twitter acc like, last year, and i like the stuff i did for it so im posting it here :3

day 1: dancing

needed to draw this for the fic where they dance at prom and a destroyed universe respectively ^_^

day 2: stargazing. the thumbnail image at the top :D

day 3: phone call

day 4: (not so) sneaky glances

ely sits inbetween these two in class. they have to deal with them staring daggers at each other. very stressful sorry ely </3 here's the doodle from like 2019 that made me wanna draw this

also like there's this moment in the fic where eadr is watching mysterious mysteries together and..... HSHSBDHSHDGDHDHS

day 5: "i'm proud of you"

THESE TWO NEED VALIDATION SO BAD RAGHHH don't @ me about the lighting on zim IK ITS REVERSED,,,

day 6: music/playlist. i didn't make any art for this but i did show off my playlists for zaeadr :D i will not elaborate here bc I Don't Feel Like It.

day 7: whispers

this is actually a redraw... :3c specieswap eadr! so cute :)

day 8: closeness

ok i didnt actually make any new art for this i just posted two old ones from 2021 LOL

day 9: protectiveness (CW blood)

dib and zim r dangerous to have as love interests come on ely 😔

day 10: "how was your day" (CW blood as well)

ely needs to tell him to stop tracking blood into the house.....

day 11: one wish

WOW something NOT ely related?! anyways ana and ad's whole love arc is kinda like... they both have responsibilities and unrequited feelings. moreso than my other oc x canon pairings. i think them a lot

day 12: matching accessories

cove jumpscare. IDK I WAS THINKING ABOUT THE MATCHING KEYCHAINS HE BUYS FOR MC... this is reiner btw i was playing as xim in my like 3rd playthrough >_< xe's fond of spoiling him with gifts, more than my other mcs...

day 13: nightmare

it took me 13 days to break and make sans x shelby art SJWKDJWJ anyway. shelby doesn't meet him pre-corruption but whatever i think they're cute

day 14: makeup

I HATE THIS DRAWING RAAAA but ely likes asking to do his nails ^_^ even tho theyre terrible at it but he doesnt mind :3c

day 15: "you are my happiness"

ok uhh my bad this isn't oc x canon LOL. but... erfi and ana... have a lot of angst like halfway/early in their arc bc erfi sees her as a beacon of light/savior, especially due to her current relationship with the ppl in her life.................... they get better dw!!! ad goes through a similar arc so i think that was how i tied it into the oc x canon promptlist LMAO

day 16: indirect kiss

SODA BOTTLE... IF YOU KNOW YOU KNOW. i've talked about this scene in the fic NON STOP to my close friends.... its when dib realizes he has a crush on ely...... i drew this like in 2021 SHWJSJW

day 17: morning cuddles

SORRY i just think it's a super funny possibility that zim becomes domestic. idc if it's out of character thats why its funny U_U!!

oh and uhm yea i have a fankid 4 these guys... have i talked abt her... i dont think i have... but ive drawn her a lot... maybe ill post more art abt her later...

day 18: photoshoot

uhhhmmm im gonna crop this for my tumblr.... yea.... anyways i love the possibility that when they're adults they become super popular, like in dib's wonderful life of doom X)

day 19: voicemail. THAT ONE THING I POSTED!! yes it was a shelby x error thing. i was listening to pick up the phone by fir at the time, which like, its not the errorshelby dynamic at all they're not toxic, but. the vibes... in the fic after shelby leaves the anti void he has a massive crisis... thats what the drawing is...

day 20: "what happened to you"

BRO I HAVE SO MANY IMAGES RELATED TO THIS FOR ANA AND ADAMAÏ... the images explain everything idc read them instead

day 22/23: hand made gift, late night drive

ummmm sooooo theres this chapter in the fic where they go to an echo flower field on the surface at night........ this is that.... DIES

that last one i never posted on twitter :0c and uhm thats all i did of the 30 day promptlist! it was fun! i got to draw so much... yay :3 thats all. explodes in embarrassment

#ph_art #ph_ramb #ph_iz #ph iz:ss #ph_ut #ph_wakfu #zaeadr #phoc_elycrowe #phoc_reiner #phoc_anastasieteilun #phoc_shelbyquill #phoc_erfi #ah yes ive madeANOTHER long ass post my FAVORITE

[braintapes]

Sketches 2022 part TWO!!!

September 30:

Around this time I got to thinking about Madam Hotel/the Hotel Herself as sorta like Walpurgisnacht from Madoka Magica. I’m not...really sure why. I think just the aesthetic of that witch, with all this buildup and grandiosity. The fact that she represents futility and helplessness. Her laugh. Her fucking cool as hell design. That she’s a witch conglomerate, formed from the amalgamation of TONS of witches...just good stuff.

October 3:

I really wanted to draw the Bellhop staring down into a bucket with bits of Manager in it, mocking and laughing. I couldn’t figure out the perspective though so it never came to be.

October 4:

More Bellhop. I think going forward I wanna draw her more like this. I’m honestly disappointed with myself that the painting I did of her was so blank-faced when that doesn’t capture her personality at all. I wanna redraw the Bellhop and the Concierge soon to just. look way better and more accurate to their personalities.

October 7:

October 8:

Plans for another big piece. I wanted to focus on doing it across October, November, and December and thaaaaat.....fell through pretty hard. Ah well. I’ll try and pick this up at some point this year. Though tbh what I’d love to do now is a biiig big collaborative illustration with a bunch of people featuring like, a bunch of doors/rooms with various interpretations of the staff behind them or something.

October 30:

October 31:

Around this time, I switched from drawing in a file created for each day (so, say, all of January 3rd’s drawings would be in one CSP file labelled 1-3-22), to creating a file to paint in for the whole month. It just...made things a lot easier with painting as opposed to sketching. The canvas setup is different from my daily files and quicker to get right into.

Consequently, though, while I start strong in keeping everything in those month files labelled and divided into folders for each day, uh...that falls apart by the end of the year...

November 1:

November 12:

November 14:

November 19:

November 28:

I really like drawing screaming faces. I don’t do it nearly enough

December 2:

December 3:

Desperately trying to find an animalistic pose for a Manager drawing. I tried this across several days and could not put together one I was happy with.

December 6:

December 8:

December 11:

I still need to play the Ib remaster. I wanna draw a cool piece with Mary sitting under the Fabricated World painting. She’s a character I relate a lot to, at least from what I can remember about the game.

December 13:

December 15:

December 17:

Attempting to draw lamprey hotel herself and struggling a lot lol. Terrified Judy Blashy. I wanted to make a comic of them having a conversation as like. a peek into what they were doing while the entire New Crew and Old Crew conflict was happening. It was going to go something like:

The Hotel Herself, absolutely cosmically massive, with Judy Blashy resting on her, positively tiny in comparison. The Hotel Herself is rambling, monologuing about how charming human sayings are - out with the old, in with the new, for example, while musing about endless cycles and arbitrary new years.

Judy Blashy is trembling, terrified, crying, of course, and the Hotel reminds Judy that she’s lucky to be getting this much up-close and personal time with Her, so could she at least try to be a good conversation partner?

Judy whimpers and tries her best but, like, clearly is not much at all. It’s still enough of a response for the Hotel Herself to start monologuing again. Meanwhile, in the background, everything from the New Crew’s introduction is going on, speeding by. The Hotel Herself is remarking on how she’s looking forward to seeing how everyone plays together and gets along, and what kind of new year they’ll ring in. The Crews are in an active battle to the death as she says this. She looks to Judy for a response, but despite her best attempts, Madam H is unimpressed.

She gets bored with Judy and lets her know it. In fact, she gets so bored she decides to toss her back out, deciding that she’s not even worth a death. It just wouldn’t be satisfying. Alone with Herself, She sighs and remarks that she misses having someone around that was “good to talk to.” She decides to check in on the staff, only to find the aftermath of their big fight.

Her form coils and winds in a way that suggests a big smile as she laughs and laughs. She says something about sayings, about how “some things never change!” and “alls well that ends well!”

I was still sick with covid enough that i did not have the energy to do all this but i still like the idea

Aaand finally, my last drawings of 2022, on December 29/30??? (I stopped labeling at this point):

Yahoo!! I’m excited to keep drawing more and more cool stuff going forward. I wanna try a whole lot of new things and improving at drawing all different kinds of character designs and compositions and learning perspective stuff and just. Idk where my art will end up but I’m eager to see where!!! Thank you again if you read through this :-)

#i tried to schedule the first one for when no one would be on #but its such a monster of a post that it keeps getting mangled in my queue. sry

[blazehedgehog]

Okay, but real talk: what do you think is taking so long with Sonic Origins?

Let's say these are the Retro Engine versions of these games. So they go in, update the source to run on the target platforms (PC, PS4, PS5, Xbox One, Xbox SX, Switch) which may or may not be trivial, but probably not that difficult.

Within a few weeks, maybe a couple months, you have workable modern versions of Sonic 1, 2, and CD.

But there's no Retro Engine version of Sonic 3. Taxman and Stealth developed a pitch version, but I'm willing to bet that was just Angel Island and maybe one of the Blue Spheres stages.

That leaves the other, what, 13 levels? 14 levels? Plus split screen multiplayer?

So what does that entail, exactly. Assuming this is actually Retro Engine, you can't just throw a ROM in to an emulator and have everything work perfectly. This means meticulously reverse-engineering badnik behavior, how objects work, etc.

Now you could do that just by eyeballing things -- something I liked to do when I was developing Sonic fan games was to capture footage of the game being played and watch it back in slow motion in order to understand the subtle nuances of how things worked. Like, counting the frames between each new air bubble in an underwater stage, how many dust cloud sprites Sonic generates when he skids, things like that. Real deep nuts-and-bolts type stuff.

But there will always be little things that you miss. Obscure functions that just never come up. You may get it 85% right, but there will always be that 15%.

The other option would be to decompile the source code. This is long, and tedious, and takes an extremely tech-oriented person to do it, but Sonic Retro has a literal encyclopedia about this topic so it's not impossible to do, just slow. By breaking Sonic 3 back down in to raw source code, its easier to port those functions and have them work identically (this is probably what Stealth helped Taxman with for Sonic 1, 2, and CD).

Though decompiling is slower, neither option is going to be especially fast. They would be effectively rebuilding one of the largest Sonic games ever made from scratch. That's almost as much work as making a brand new game.

And that's assuming they don't put in any bonus features. What if they expand multiplayer so that you get Sonic 2 style multiplayer in all three games? What if they redraw Sonic 3's multiplayer to be full screen? If they're adding online play of any kind then that is a whole different kettle of fish.

And on top of that, there are rumors that the team working on Sonic Origins is pretty small. Under ten people, maybe even under five people.

That's probably why it's taking so long.

#questions #Anonymous #sega #sonic team #sonic the hedgehog #sonic origins #sonic 3 #retro engine

[boymeetsweevil]

in your court

Grouping: Reader x B-ball player!Jaehyun (feat. BFF!Hyuck)

Word Count: ~10.8k

Warnings/Themes: Two idiots in love, oc is scary when mad, hyuck is crafty always, jae is a bit intense but he’s just trying his best, gratuitous descriptions of dimples, a kiss!!! sfw!

Prompt: “awkward!oc with his basketball teammate jaehyun. Honestly anything with bff!haechan.”

“Make sure you don’t make it look shaky.”

Donghyuck puts the phone camera close to his face so he can better see your handiwork through the video call. He looks a bit like a fish, but you can’t see him because you’re focused on the mirror in front of you.

“Remind me why I’m being forced to do this?”

“Because I’m your best friend and I deserve a sign just as much as Jisung and Johnny.”

You have to stop yourself from rolling your eyes so you don’t mess up the number 14 you’re drawing carefully onto your cheek in eyeliner. Although you hate to see good makeup go to waste, you’re trying to be a better friend while also trying not to accidentally write the number backwards. It’s Donghyuck’s new number this season and he begged you to show some team spirit despite the fact that you normally mix with sports the same way oil mixes with water. The last time you showed up at practice was the first day of the season and you fell from the third courtside bleacher after Donghyuck called you over to introduce you to a cute new walk-on team member. If anything, just being around sports is dangerous for you.

A minute later, you sneeze while holding the pencil and draw a huge line straight through all your hard work. Donghyuck literally screams and you hang up the call to focus. When you finally finish redrawing on the side of your face, there’s half an hour left before the first home game of the spring season starts. You grab the matching construction paper sign you made earlier, complete with a huge gold glitter 14, and head out the door.  Taeyong is supposed to pick you up so you can make it to the gym on time. He’s the only other friend you have who is remotely associated with sports and that’s only because he’s dating one of the players, Doyoung.

The ticket Donghyuck gave you days ago places you near the court’s side with a near-perfect view. You settle in and wait for the game to begin. The team is already out on half of the court, doing some light warmup tosses and making the occasional mean eye at the visiting team practicing on the other half. You catch your best friend’s eye and he lights up when he sees the sign and eyeliner drawing.

“Check me out, Hyuck!” 

You turn to give him a full view of your profile, subtly proud of your skills.

“Look at you,” he drawls as he jogs over to you, “You know, I think this is the best your eyeliner has ever looked.”

“God, you’re so annoying.” 

You try your best to cast an elbow at him without disturbing the still slightly wet glitter on the sign. When you nearly take out the old man sitting directly in front of you, you settle for flipping him off.

“Wait,” Taeyong peers at the sign, “Aren’t you—”

“I think Doyoung said he was looking for you. Something about wanting a good luck kiss.”

Taeyong narrows his eyes but still stands up to go look for said boyfriend. Doyoung’s not the nervous type, but he’s also not the type to say no to some pre-game affection. You watch Taeyong disappear towards the locker room while Donghyuck steps over some of the fans already seated and takes the now open spot next to you.

“Hey,” he says with no trace of humor in his voice any longer. “Promise you’ll still be my friend after this game?”

You place the sign on your lap and turn to look at your friend. Lately the coach has been pushing him harder and you suppose it’s starting to wear down his usual confidence. With the hand that’s not covered in little golden glitter flecks, you reach down to rub his shoulder.

“Of course I will, Hyuck. And even if you guys don’t win tonight, I’m still taking you to get food after. My treat.”

It was supposed to be a rare moment of sincere friendliness. But this seems to distress him further because he looks down at your hand on his arm and then groans before covering his face in his hands. You’re confused but you don’t have any time to ask him what’s up. A few of his teammates walk over then.

“Sorry to break up the love fest, but Coach wants us to do some stretches before the whistle,” team captain Johnny says, gesturing to the other side of the gym where some other players are already contorting themselves. 

Behind Johnny stands that new walk-on. The one you fell on your face in front of. He takes in your temporary face tattoo and overly detailed sign and smirks, allowing a dimple to wink at you. You can only hope to every deity in the universe that he doesn’t remember the way you first met.

“Hey,” he smiles good-naturedly. “Glad to see you made it here in one piece.” 

“Thank you,” you say with way too much sincerity.

It’s enough to knock Donghyuck out of his bad mood and make him snort loudly beside you. The new guy smiles a bit wider, revealing a twin dimple. You look away.

“Don’t get too friendly, Jung,” Donghyuck says with fake menace in his voice. “There’s only room for one Dream Team member in her life, and that’s me.”

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t realize you guys were—”

“We’re just friends,” you blurt out before looking down at the fascinating liver spots on the old man’s head in front of you.

“Yeah, she wishes.”

“I definitely don’t,” you snap.

He sticks his tongue out at you. “Well, I’m glad you don’t.” 

“Guys, come on!” Johnny calls a moment before the coach’s whistle blows to give a final warning.

As they walk over to the side of the gym you curse yourself for acting so weird in front of that Jung kid. If he didn’t think you were a dope when you tripped over nothing the first time you met, you’re certain he thinks you have the charms of a 13 year-old boy by now. The only thing that snaps you out of it is the fact that Donghyuck is in a time of distress and clearly needs his friend. 

With squared shoulders and a new sense of duty, you try your hardest to be the world’s best cheerleader. You’re not really sure how sports work, basketball included. The game itself turns out to be really fun. Even though you’re not quite sure what’s happening. Taeyong sends you a text with a picture of your own mildly confused face contorted into a pout as you raise your handmade sign a moment too late, after everyone has already sat back down. But eventually you figure it out after enough times of standing when people around you wearing school colors stand up first. You know enough to cheer every time Donghyuck takes the ball to the basket and boo loudly every time he gets knocked down or his shot misses. In fact, you get so into it that you catch yourself cheering for other players. You even make the mistake of cheering once for new kid Jung but immediately stop when he catches a glimpse of you in the stands and shoots you a beaming smile. 

They win by a small margin, thanks to a 3 pointer Johnny shot in the first half of the game. By the time that happens, you feel like you have a good feel for the game. You don’t have to wait for the other fans from your school to stand up when the last buzzer rings, and you instinctively run out onto the court with the rest of them as the final score settles. There’s adrenaline and joy pushing you into Donghyuck’s arms. He’s genuinely surprised but welcomes the greeting, spinning you lightly while he laughs.

“Congrats on the first win of the season,” you shout when you finally pull back. He lets you squish his cheeks in excitement. Doyoung ambles over then, looking for Taeyong. You offer him congratulations as well.

“Thanks,” he smirks a bit as he takes in your large sign and the slightly smudged 14 on your cheek. “Shouldn’t Jaehyun be the first to hear it, though?”

You raise a confused brow.

“Shouldn’t I be the first to hear what?”

You can’t help the way you stumble back against Donghyuck at the deep sound of Jung—no— Jaehyun’s voice. He looks pleased. Probably with the outcome of their first game.

“I was just saying you should get the first ‘congrats’,” Doyoung explains, nodding in your direction. Jaehyun blinks, but takes it in stride.

“I’d be glad to receive it,” he says with a grin. His dimples pop out even more than usual under the sheen of sweat and the glow from the fluorescents. “So, what’d you think? How’d I do?”

You have no idea why but your heart is beating like it’ll fly out of your chest. It takes everything in you to muster up a cool and natural response.

“You throw good.”

Donghyuck, the traitor that he is, gets sent into a cackling fit. If you listen carefully, between the gasps for air and the hyena-pitched giggles you can hear him calling you a dork. You’d turn to yell at him, but he’s right. Doyoung barely covers up his own laughter while leaning on Donghyuck’s shoulder to try to disguise the sound as a series of coughs. But Jaehyun merely smiles down at his shoes as if he’s somehow moved by your clunky words.

“Sorry,” you mumble.

“No, I feel like I did well today thanks to your little sign.”

“The sign? Oh. Actually, this is for—” 

In that moment you realize two things. The first is that Jaehyun’s jersey has a big 14 emblazoned on the front of it. Just like the one you spent 10 whole minutes drawing onto your right cheek. And the one you spent 2 hours glittering the night before. The second is that you aren’t nearly as observant as you thought you were. Then you realize a third thing: Donghyuck is slowly creeping away from you as it all clicks together in your head.

When you turn to face your friend, the color has already drained out of his neck. He can see the wheels turning in your head and he raises his hands in a placating gesture, but you cut him off before he can even start. Grabbing at his jersey you make him turn around until you can see the white number 6 emblazoned on the fabric. It’s the same number he had last season, and the season before that.

“Just to clarify,” you begin with an unsettlingly calm voice, “When you asked me earlier if I would still be your friend after the game, you were talking about this, right?”

Donghyuck’s eyes go wide and dart around anywhere but your face. “You know what? I think you’re thinking of my brother, Hyongduck. We look a lot alike, so it’s an honest mistake.”

The coach calling him over in that moment is the only thing that keeps you from eviscerating him on the court with so many witnesses. You let him go, but not without him having to un-pry your fingers from his jersey. Jaehyun watches on with amusement in his eyes and you remember that he saw you nearly Hulk out on your friend.

“So, you actually didn’t know my number was 14?”

You shake your head, “I thought it was Hyuck’s.”

“I see.”

He tilts his head again, with eyes narrowed he looks you over before looking past you to where Donghyuck has finally made it to locker room safety.

“Well,” he fiddles with the chain around his neck, “I’m kind of sad the sign isn’t actually mine.”

“Oh. I mean, you can keep it if you want.”

Jaehyun’s head ducks down a second time, shaking his head at the ground like he heard something funny that you couldn’t hear. He does take the sign out of your hands though. With slow hands, he wraps the construction paper up until all the remaining glitter is safely tucked away.

“What about that one?”

“What do you mean?”

He points at his own cheek to mirror yours. You had forgotten all about the 14 you drew on your face to go with the sign.

“I don’t—I don’t know if you can wrap this one up, you know” you laugh stiltedly.

“Yeah. But I could always take a bit for the road. May I?”

All you can do is let out an eloquent ‘huh’ before he’s reaching out then and swiping away at some of the eyeliner that had moved around during the game. The drag of the pad of his thumb across your cheek should be completely harmless. Donghyuck has been infinitely rougher with his handling of you; one of the privileges of close friendship. And yet it’s this soft touch that has your breath leaving you like he punched it out of you. You swear the corner of his mouth raises, but it could be a trick of the light.

“What are you doing after—”

“I gotta go, sorry. Good game,” you toss over your shoulder before pulling your phone up to your ear like you’re taking a sudden phone call. 

No one has to know that you spend the next few minutes dunking your head under one of the running faucets in an empty locker room to cool your heated face.

---

Nearly 20 minutes later, Donghyuck is tiptoeing out of the men’s locker room. He doesn’t notice the shadow waiting for him. When he deems the coast all clear, he opens up his messaging app and shoots you a text asking for your whereabouts.

“I’m right here.”

He jumps nearly 3 feet in the air before letting the scream that built in his throat turn into a whine. You’re just barely visible in the dark corner of the gym. If he squints you look a bit like his sleep paralysis demon.

“You scared me,” he says as he takes a step back only to hit a wall.

“Funny how that happens.”

You pull out your phone, stilling standing in the dark, and let the light from your phone cast eerie shadows across your face. Donghyuck gulps audibly as he watches you type slowly in response to his text. The sound of his phone notification moments later sounds deafening in the otherwise silent space.

You (21:39) - Run.

“Look, let’s talk this out like adults.” His hands come up, palms exposed like you’re a feral animal.

“I knew you weren’t number 14,” your voice is steady and devoid of emotion as you take a step towards him.

“Then you shouldn’t have fallen for it—shit. Wait!”

He trips in his haste to get away from you and falls. You foot lands dangerously close to his face as you come to stand in over him and he grimaces.

“Please don’t kill me, I’ll do anything.”

“Why did you tell me your number was Jaehyun’s number? Make it good and maybe I’ll let you live.”

“I just felt like it.”

“What the hell!”

“I’m serious.”

“Wrong answer, Hyuck.”

With that, you wriggle a foot free from one of your sneakers and shove your socked foot over his nose. You’ve been wearing the shoes all day and, because you forgot to do laundry the night before, the socks are recycled. The sound of Donghyuck’s cries for help make you slightly better and you smile softly to yourself.

You would think that Donghyuck would have learned his lesson about not causing chaos in your life after a face-full of foot. But you should know that it’s practically his job description after knowing him for as long as you have. Sometimes you love that about him and sometimes you kind of hate him for it. This time, you hate him for it. 

Donghyuck prefaces the outing as a way of apologizing for tricking you. Normally you would have been slightly more critical. The first thing to tip you off should have been the fact the “apology" in question was coming almost two and a half weeks after the fateful jersey swap accident. The second thing should have been that the “apology” was coming in the form of a trip to a very specific tea house you don’t frequent because you’re not a tea person. And Donghyuck knows this. Because he knows everything else about you. Like which sweatpants you wear when you’re feeling bloated or when you just need a hug. But mainly you should have known something was up because it was Donghyuck. When he feels like he should do something, there’s no stopping him.

“What do you want to order,” he asks while holding the front door open for you to pass through. 

“A smoothie.”

“It’s a damn tea house, order something normal.”

“A smoothie is normal.”

“Do you order hot dogs at seafood restaurants too,” he pins you with a tired glare. You mirror the glare and add crossed arms.

“If they don’t have a smoothie, then I don’t want anything.”

You take a look around at the interior of the shop. It’s the polar opposite of the shops you usually frequent, which are all trendy with their mixes of dark, unfinished woodwork and sleek minimalist furniture. This place is almost cottage-like in the ornateness of the older architecture and the collection of kitschy antique pieces. You’re not surprised to see that a good deal of the patrons are older, some verging on elderly. There’s only a handful of people who look like they could be your peers. One of them looks oddly familiar. You can’t put your finger on it, but there’s something familiar about the way he stands and the delicate gold links laying across the back of his neck.

“Jaehyun,” Donghyuck calls a bit too excitedly, “Hey, man is that you? What are you doing here”

“You told me to meet you—” Donghyuck cuts him off with a dramatic gasp and a glance at his bare wrist.

“Aw, would you look at the time. I actually have somewhere to be right now, so I can’t stick around.”

“But you drove us here,” you whip your head around to look at him, but he coughs suddenly and looks away.

“Yeah, sorry. No time to drop you back off at your place, so I guess you have to figure that out yourself. Jae drives though. Maybe you can figure something out.”

Neither of you really know what to say. You watch silently with your mouth open in disbelief as Donghyuck turns on his heel and struts out of the tea shop exit, whistling contentedly. You suppose that if you’re the god of chaos reincarnated, all of this would feel like a good day’s work. You berate yourself for recently washing your socks.

“Good to see you again,” Jaehyun says after a beat. He shoves his hands into his pockets. “Thought I had scared you off after...yeah.”

“Oh, right. That.”

The air feels both too thick and too thin at the same time. You want to leave, every fiber of your being is screaming at you to leave before you do something weird in front of him again. But you can’t move. So you stand there, 3 feet away and not saying anything as Jaehyun looks over the large chalkboard menu hanging above the head of the older woman who is manning the front counter.

“What are you getting?”

“Me? Uh, I don’t know. I’m not really a tea person.”

“Well, what kind of person are you?”

Given the context, it’s a harmless question. But there’s a sing-songy lilt to the way he asks the question. It’s so blatant that curiosity gets the best of you and you stop purposefully avoiding looking at him. One of his dimples is out and he’s very nearly poking the tip of his tongue out at you, like he knows you’re suffering and he thinks it's funny. Almost like he’s flirting. Almost.

“I’m a smoothie person,” you finally say. “But there’s no smoothies on the menu.”

“I’ll see what I can do.”

“But doesn’t it say ‘no customizations’?” 

There’s a sign on the edge of the counter that says just that. Despite the fact that it’s written in beautiful, looping cursive, there’s an ominous tone to the message. Like the little old lady behind the counter might actually make you into tea if you asked for a frappe or something. You’re a little worried for Jaehyun’s safety. He must sense some sort of hesitance because he brushes it off and gestures toward the rest of the shop.

“Don’t worry about that. I’ll take care of it, you can go grab us a table.”

The way he says ‘us’ so casually has you tripping slightly over nothing. He’s somehow there in the nick of time to grab at your elbow in a gentlemanly fashion to help steady you. Perhaps you yank yourself out of his proximity a little too quickly. But it’s only because you really want to find a good table and you can’t do that if Jaehyun is distracting you by grabbing at your limbs. 

In actuality, though, the tea shop is fairly vacant. There are a variety of tables with pressed white tablecloths and dainty tiered tea trays housing pastries. You pick one at random and sit down. Part of you really does wish you’d left when Donghyuck did. But the other part is curious to see what Jaehyun’s like when he’s away from his team and truly outside the context you usually find him in. So you compromise and watch as subtly as you can.

He seems fairly similar—all charming smiles and pretty hair while approaching the counter to talk with the lady you assume is the owner of the shop. She looks stern as she polishes some dainty bone china, but brightens when he comes to the counter. You watch in quiet awe as she reaches a hand up to pat fondly at the side of his face, most likely pinching a cheek from the angle you’re sitting at. You see him run a hand over the back of his neck which grows red after he says something to her that she must not like. Her brow grows heavy and her lips purse but he says something else then that has her directing her sharp gaze at you. You gulp and pretend you were merely admiring the tea sandwich tray on the table as opposed to spying. A wave of sudden embarrassment comes over you and you open up your phone to text Donghyuck

You (15:38) - this is a shit apology just so u know

You (15:38) - come get me plz

Hyuck (15:40) - sorry suddenly cant read dont know what that says :)

You place your phone face down onto the table and cross your arms with a huff. While trying to plan an escape that makes you look the least asshole-y possible, Jaehyun returns with the drinks. More specifically, he returns with a tall water glass in one hand that’s filled with a pale tea with fruit chunks and mint leaves sprinkled throughout. The other hand is encased in a floral appliqué oven mitt that holds the prettiest squat little teapot you’ve ever seen. It’s blue, so it doesn’t match the pastel green teacups organized on the tablecloth, but it’s still a lovely sight.

“What’s this,” you stir at the fruit in the glass with an elegant teaspoon.

“It’s a chilled fruit tea,” he explains while casually pouring himself a steaming cup of black tea. “I tried my hardest with Mrs. Li, but there was no way I was gonna get you a smoothie. This is the closest thing I could get.”

“You really didn’t have to go to all that trouble. I would have been fine with just a water. I don’t want to get you in trouble with the owner.”

“Don’t worry. I think my reputation is fine for now.”

It’s weirdly fascinating to watch him fix up his tea. As a member of a basketball team, you would have never thought he’d be a tea drinker. Let alone a tea drinker who takes heaping spoonfuls of sugar to go with a tiny splash of milk in his tea. He hums a little to himself as he stirs it all with a silver spoon that’s been crafted to look like roses are growing up the stem. When he looks up a moment later, he catches you staring at him. His eyes crinkle and they look like they did when he looked at you after shooting a 3 at the latest home game, full of quiet joy. Both then and now you’re not sure what the smile means or why it seems to be for you. You look down and realize his lips are moving.

“What?”

He chuckles at how far away you sound. “I said ‘how’s the tea?’”

“Oh, uh, I don’t know yet. I got distracted. I was...thinking.”

“Mhm.” There’s smugness practically oozing out of his thoughtful hum.

You take a sip to appease him and frantically search for something to say that won’t make it obvious that you aren’t a fan of tea, but then you stop yourself. It’s no smoothie, but it really is the next best thing. The tea is cold like a smoothie, providing the same reprieve from the sticky heat of Spring. The tea with all its macerated berries and mint leaves is sweet and thick much like a smoothie.

“This is amazing,” you peer down at the cup like you’re not sure where half the glass went.

A light weight lands on your shoulder then. “That’s very kind of you, dear. High praise coming from a non-tea-drinker.”

It takes a lot of effort not to scream and even then your eyes open comically wide and you jump in your seat. Jaehyun has to disguise his laughter at your reaction by turning away in his seat as you turn in yours to face the old lady who was at the counter.

“I’m sorry for any trouble you went to so you could make this, Mrs. Li, Ma’am. I told Jaehyun that I wanted a smoothie and he was just trying to make me feel comfortable.”

“Oh, I know. Jaehyun’s been coming to the shop since I opened it, so he should know all about my ban on requests.” Mrs. Li eyes Jaehyun as he takes an innocent sip of his tea. “He’s always been courteous about it, so I thought he must have a darn good reason for breaking my rule this time.”

Jaehyun’s hand slips while pouring a second cup, but he doesn’t say anything as Mrs. Li continues to expose him. 

“Now, that reminds me. Jaehyun, my boy, I’m sorry to tell you that Kevin won’t be coming to his sessions this week. He has a dentist appointment and it can’t be helped,” she sighs and waves her hands.

“That’s alright. As long as he practices a little every day he should be in good shape and we can pick up right where we stopped.”

She nods and for a moment the serious expression on her face morphs into something softer. Patting the back of his chair, she looks over the table and then at you.

“Alright. I hope everything is to your liking, but if something does come up do feel free to tell Jaehyun. He’s a very capable young man and he knows the shop like the back of his hand. I’d better get back to work now. The silver won’t polish itself.”

You wait a few beats to be respectful, but as soon as Mrs. Li returns to her post behind the counter you gulp down the rest of your tea and lean in. 

“Who’s Kevin?”

“Her 9 year old grandson. I teach him and his younger brother piano on the weekends.”

“Oh, that’s—that’s nice,” you nod coolly. At least, you hope it appears cool. Internally you’re scrambling.

Of course your best friend’s basketball teammate teaches piano to young kids. Of course he helps the elderly tea shop lady with her store. Of course he drinks sweet tea out of blue floral teacups. Of course.

He’s finally ready to go after a third cup. You’re not sure where he’s putting it all, but it seems to be a regular occurrence for him. He takes your glass from you before you can argue about your own ability to do it and walks back over to the counter. Now more than ever you wish you could read lips. He goes around the counter to wash the glass in the farmer’s sink in the back and then stops briefly to say something to Mrs. Li. She says something back with a smile that has his cheeks flaming. He leaves a bill on the counter and comes back mumbling about his tea being too hot when you stare at his face. You’re not sure how true that is given how fast he downed those cups.

When you emerge from the tea shop, the sun is shining from a different angle and the temperature has mellowed out.

“My car is a few blocks that way,” he points in the direction of the parking lot nearby. 

“You don’t have to—”

“I want to.” Even with his soft tone, his voice is firm and you don’t try to fight him on it.

But it’s strange walking with Jaehyun silently. It feels entirely too companionable despite the fact that you don’t even know him. 

“Do you...want to play 20 questions?”

He stops in his tracks, clearly not expecting you to talk without him coaxing you out of your shell. But after the initial shock fades, he nods.

“What’s your favorite color?”

“White,” he says immediately. “What’s your major?”

“Studio art. Do you play other sports?”

“Nah. Is Donghyuck your best friend?”

“Yeah, Hyuck’s my best friend.”

“Is he...protective?”

“Protective? Of what?”

“You, I guess.”

“Hyuck?” You let out a snort because the thought is just hilarious. “On the right day I’m pretty sure he’d sell me to Satan for a fresh order of sweet potato fries.”

“I see,” he purses his lips like he’s in deep thought before returning back to the present moments later. “You get two since I asked two.”

“Do you like it here, now that it’s been a while since you transferred?”

“Yeah,” he looks you in the eyes. “I like it here.”

You swallow a bit too audibly but power through and keep asking questions. It takes nearly half an hour to walk the two and a half blocks leading to the parking lot. Even after that, Jaehyun takes a scenic route back to the main campus. When he pulls up outside your dorm, you’re not sure what to say, but it feels like something should be said. The sun is near setting and he’s haloed by the dying rays as he leans on the steering wheel to make sure you make it inside.

After giving a little awkward nod, you drag yourself out of the cabin of his car. There’s only a few steps left until you reach the door when he calls out. You turn.

“So,” he trails off, drumming his hands on the steering wheel before adjusting the mirror even though he’s in park and no one is coming. “Donghyuck has, like, a million fans.”

“What?”

“I just mean that he’s been on the team for years, he has a fan base. But I’m just a transfer student, so I don’t have that. And, you know, it’s really nice to have someone to cheer for you.” He tests the waters and looks at you hesitantly before continuing. “I still have your poster.”

All you can do is blink as you realize what’s going on. Or, you think you know what’s going on. And it makes zero sense to you, but you have a habit of overthinking things anyway. You kick at a pebble near the toe of your shoe, taking some time to muster up the courage to be presumptuous in a way you’re not used to.

“I can...I can make you another sign. If you want. Or like wear your number.” He grins and in that moment it seems to outshine the fading sun. “So you don’t feel left out.”

“I’d like that.” He starts the car up then, still grinning as he looks down to shift gears and adjust all his mirrors yet again. “Tell Hyuck he doesn’t need to set aside tickets anymore.”

“Okay,” is your witty reply before turning once more with a too warm face.

He waves at your retreating back before putting the car into drive.

Everyone on the team knows that every once in a while Donghyuck likes to come to practice a lot earlier than is probably normal. It’s not strange to come in when there’s 30, 40, even 50 minutes before practice starts and find him practicing footwork or doing layups on the court alone. 

Jaehyun hedges a guess that he’ll find Donghyuck in the gym a good hour before practice starts one day and is pleased to find that his intuition was correct. There’s music blasting from a portable speaker and Donghyuck is doing some of the drills the coach likes to run, but done with his non-dominant hand.

When the ball rolls to a stop and Donghyuck moves to get some water, Jaehyun announces himself.

“Hey.”

“Hey.” 

“You quitting already?”

“Not yet,” Donghyuck takes in the serious set of Jaehyun’s jaw and shoulders. “We can do a 1-on-1. If you’re up for it.”

Jaehyun nods and sheds his outer layers on the sidelines. Donghyck wonders if he’s angry about something, perhaps that about practice a few days ago where he went a little too hard on Jaehyun and bashed his cheek with an elbow during a scrimmage. He braces himself for some incoming aggression, knowing he may deserve it a little.

They settle for leaving the ball on the ground in the paint since the equipment cabinet is still locked until the coach arrives. Both of them sprint from the freethrow line, with Jaehyun grabbing the ball first. Donghyuck moves into defense easily, having been in game mode for who knows how long. Jaehyun isn’t nearly as tough in his offense as Donghyck expected. In fact, he’s playing surprisingly light.

“What’s up with you,” Donghyuck says after the first basket.

Jaehyun catches the ball after it falls from the basket, jogging it back to the starting position. Donghyuck waits for him back at the freethrow line, brows raised but otherwise silent.

“Nothing’s up. Nothing big, I mean.”

“You’re a pretty bad liar.”

The words catch Jaehyun by surprise and he stumbles a bit coming off the line. Donghyuck uses the momentary shock to his advantage and steals the ball. The point comes easy as he basically runs a circle around his competitor.

“Since I won that point, why don’t you tell me what’s really bothering you?”

Donghyuck doesn’t bother going back to the freethrow line and instead goes back to dribbling practice. His rhythm is slow with his off hand, but steady. Better than Jaehyun’s with his off hand.

“Do you believe in bro code?”

Donghyuck snorts. “I guess. You’re not gonna ask me for my mom’s phone number, are you?”

“No. Not your mom’s,” Jaehyun trails off.

Instantly Donghyuck knows what this is about. Or who. Your face flashes in his mind and he has to bite his own cheek to keep from laughing. Being your best friend gives him exclusive access to just how awkward you can be. But the fact that Jaehyun resorted to all this buildup is kind of hilarious.

“Aw, you guys are cute.”

“What?” Jaehyun’s cheeks grow pink. “Why is this cute?” 

“Look, you don’t need to ask me first or do whatever this is. I’m not her keeper. And I’m not gonna sabotage you, either.” Jaehyun’s shoulders lose some of their squared off edge.

“Okay,” he nods. “Thanks, man.”

“I could use a favor, though.”

“Oh. What is it?”

“I have a meeting with Coach after practice today. But I also really need to pick something up at the stationery store before tomorrow. Can you go pick it up for me?”

“Sure, I guess.”

“Cool. I’ll text you the details later.”

---

Jaehyun arrives at the stationery store with his phone in hand. The note from Donghyuck mentions some special set of paints with a foreign-sounding name. As he walks through the aisles of the little store, Jaehyun wonders who the paints are for. The note also mentioned that they were a gift for someone, but it doesn’t say who the someone is.

It takes a few laps around the store, and by the time he spots the little nook for the brand, the store owner's voice had already sounded through the overhead speakers to say that the shop would be closing soon. He grabs the last box left and quietly rejoices. Donghyuck had bartered your number for the price of running the errand. If Jaehyun could get the paints, then he could get the number. The odd part was that Donghyuck had mentioned something about Jaehyun possibly not even needing to ask him for the number if he played his cards right. Originally he had shrugged the comment off, but it did raise the hairs on the back of his neck a bit. There’s something about Donghyuck that feels akin to a cartoon villain, but Jaehyun can’t put his finger on it.

“Checking out?”

“Yeah,” he hands the shop attendant the container of paints.

The attendant tries to scan the barcode, but a strange sound comes from the machine.

“I think something’s wrong with the barcode. If you can wait right here, I’ll go get another one to scan and give you that one instead.”

“Oh. That was actually the last one left.”

“I see.” The attendant presses some keys on the computer before nodding. “I think we should have a reference code in that backroom. I can go get that and punch it in manually if that’s okay.”

“If it’s not too much trouble, that would be great.”

The attendant assures him it’ll only be a moment before leaving the counter and disappearing into the back of the store. Jaehyun waits patiently while leaning on the counter when the bell to the front door of the shop rings. Another customer has come in right before closing, and the sound of their labored breathing makes it clear that they know they’re cutting it close. The footsteps fade out and then grow louder once more after a few minutes. He takes a glance over his shoulder to see you standing a little bit behind him.

“Oh. Hi. H-hey.”

“Hey, yourself.” Jaehyun turns completely and sets his phone on the counter. “What brings you here?”

“I’m just grabbing some paint. I ran out a few days ago and I have some big projects coming up.”

“That’s funny. I’m doing the same thing.”

“Do you paint,” your eyes grow a little bigger with the prospect. At the sight of your small smile, Jaehyun wishes he could paint for the first time ever.

“No, but I’d like to learn.” And it’s never been true before, but he means it in that moment.

“Well, I could—”

“Sorry for the delay,” the shop attendant comes jogging back from the backroom. “Another employee had the reference book, so I had to spend some time to hunt it down. But you should be all set now.”

Jaehyun sends an apologetic smile your way before turning back to finish checking out. Once he’s done, even though he’s on a tight schedule with this favor, he hangs back.

“—I’m sorry but we sold out of the Neo Color Technology paints. If you’d like, we can give you a call when the next shipment comes in, but there’s a two-week wait.”

“Ah, really? Okay.” 

You gnaw on the inside of your cheek as you think about what you’ll do now. The idea of continuing some of your projects with a new set of paints that could have a completely different set of hues makes you nervous. You just perfected the shade of green you needed at the base for your huge forest study. Now you’d have to start from scratch.

Jaehyun is trying his hardest not to eavesdrop, but the odd paint name catches his attention. It’s the same one he just bought, per Donghyuck’s request.

“You can have mine,” he blurts out. “I’m the one who bought the last ones. But I obviously don’t need them like you do.”

“Are you sure?”

“Please, take them.”

Jaehyun hands you the bag. The smile you offer him in return is brilliant.

“I’ll pay you back.”

“God, no. Don’t worry about it.”

“Then, let me buy you a tea or something at least.” You hand him your phone. “Here, put your number in and you can pick a day. I’ll pay.”

So Jaehyun takes your phone and inputs his number. A moment later he gets a text from you, clarifying that it’s you. He feels victorious for a moment and then confused. Here he is, getting your number without having to ask, just like Donghyuck himself had mentioned. He’s getting this number because he gave you, Donghyuck’s friend, some paints. Paints that Donghyuck asked him to buy, as a gift to a mysterious friend. 

Maybe Donghyuck is less like a villain and more like a twisted fairy godmother.  

This little dance you keep doing with Jaehyun is strange, to say the least. 

It felt odd to copy the number 14 onto your cheek for the first time knowing who it would really be for. And it felt weird to get so used to doing it that you can now copy the stencil in with practiced ease using the face paint you bought specifically for the occasion, no longer worrying about accidentally writing it backwards. All the while, you can barely make eye contact with him after a game, although you can practically feel the weight of his gaze when you make a beeline for Donghyuck after the last buzzer rings. And you can see the way his hand tugs at the gold chain around his neck as he approaches you cautiously. And you can hear the disappointment in his tone when he asks if you’re going to the house parties thrown by one of the players that typically follow the games only to hear you say no each time.

Another few weeks later finds you trying to make it through midterms. Donghyuck being a literature major means his midterms schedule is always different from yours. This time his midterms end much earlier, a few days earlier to be exact. You’re left to suffer through late night crunches to finish up paintings for one of your crits. Photoshopping some pieces for your digital art class leaves you so busy you don’t even register what’s going on around you.

“It’s my turn to host the post-game party,” he says after letting himself into your apartment one day. He drops the spare keyring reserved for him in the dish near the front door.

“Mhm.”

“But I feel like it would be a nice change to have it here.” When he makes a big show of dropping the takeout he brought you, you don’t even flinch at the sound of it hitting the table you’ve taken over.

“Sounds good,” is all you say as you try to find the one layer out of the 25 you had that you were looking for.

“Great, so I’ll probably stop by on Friday with stuff before the game to set up and then the team can just come through afterwards.”

“Sure.”

“Don’t hate me,” he places a kiss on the top of your head before wrinkling his nose when he smells your unwashed hair. “And don’t work yourself too hard, either.”

“Yeah...definitely.”

Friday comes by and you’re still working, so you have to skip the actual game itself. In the brief window of free time you had that morning, you wonder if you should text Jaehyun again so you can tell him you won’t be coming or bringing your little hand stenciled 14. But you decide against it. It’s a big game and he doesn’t need to be bogged down by unnecessary texts.

You’re actually away at your first crit when Donghyuck stops by again, this time with party supplies. When you come back, you barely register the mountain of beers and cheap wines sitting in your kitchen. All you want to do is sleep like the dead for a few hours. As you zombie walk to your room, you swear you hear him call to you to ask if he can store his balloons in the sink. With your last two brain cells you figure he must have said something else and you were just too tired to actually comprehend it.

Hours later, bass blaring through the thin walls of your place wakes you from your slumber. The details of your conversation with Donghyuck a few days prior come flooding back just as you pick up your pepper spray to drive out what you thought were home intruders. You leave your weapon behind and open your door just slightly. The music washes over you, louder now that the seal to your bedroom has been broken. 

There’s plenty of voices coming outside that accompany the music. Even a few errant screams make it inside and to your ears. Courtesy of Chenle, no doubt. A few more brave steps outside your room and a glance out of the hallway window lets you know that you didn’t mishear Donghyuck. You see several of the guys chucking water balloons at one another on the grass outside. The pile of little teardrop-shaped balloons is admirably large and it becomes clear that they’ll be doing this for a while.

You’re not in the mood to get soaked or get mosquito bites just so you can seem friendly. After all, the party is being hosted in your apartment complex. That’s friendly enough, you reason. Once you’ve done a quick sweep through the rest of the apartment to make sure nothing is stolen, stained, or broken, you return to your room to get ready for bed properly. It takes a while because you have to wash your hair on top of everything else after receiving a very strongly worded text from Donghyuck.

While in your bathroom, brushing your teeth and watching a video Taeyong sent you, there’s jumbled knocking on your door. Barely any time passes between the last knock and the creak of someone leaning on your door as they open it. You curse to yourself before spitting in the sink.

“Hey, the bathroom for guests is actually—”

Jaehyun stands in the middle of your room, squinting at the tapestry you have hanging over your bed. The sound of his teeth chattering despite it being the peak of Spring is actually alarming enough to stop you from being mad that Donghuck didn’t think to put a clear sign towards the bathroom for the general public.

“I always thought your room would have candles in it,” Jaehyun drawls. He looks around once more like he’s hoping a candle will jump out of a hiding spot. All his movements are slow and sleepy.

“Are you drunk?”

He grins with eyes that droop closed. “Yep.” 

“Great,” you mumble. When you take a step closer you realize the dark red sleeveless tank he’s wearing is actually dark from being saturated with water. “Why are you wet?”

“Hm? Oh, yeah. We played water balloon tag. I lost the last round.”

Jaehyun places a clumsy finger to his lips and stage-whispers a loud “shh”. For some reason you mirror that back to him. He nods, satisfied with your reaction.

“Don’t tell the others, but I...” he hiccups “I got cold, so I came inside.”

“What’s wrong with telling them you’re cold.” He hangs his head in shame then. Clearly you’re missing something important.

“Hyuck says bad bitches never get cold.”

With his shoulders slumped forward in such a pitiful fashion, you actually feel bad for wanting to laugh. It’s surprising. Super surprising actually, considering Jaehyun’s presence in your room means Donghyuck forgot to do the one thing you ask of him when he hosts parties at your place—put clear signs for drunk people to follow to the guest bathroom. You usually don’t want to deal with drunk student athletes, but something about Jaehyun makes him exempt from that.

“You can warm up here.”

As soon as you say the words, you cringe. It sounds like the awful beginnings of a bad porno, but your intentions really are pure. There’s something too sad about watching him nearly doze off while standing up like a newborn colt. So you go and find the best hoodie that you have in your clean laundry and you risk going to the kitchen and getting hit with a runaway water balloon so you can put water on for tea. Hopefully it will warm him up while also sobering him up a little.

“Is this Hyuck’s shirt,” he asks as soon as you return with a steaming mug.

“Uh, I think so.” You take a moment to appraise the hoodie. “Yeah, it’s his. It’s from one of his basketball camps from when we were younger, I think.”

He purses his lips but gratefully takes the mug with swaying hands. After taking a large sip, he hums and lets his head loll back with a smile.

“This is Mrs. Li’s blend.”

“Yeah.” 

It doesn’t seem right to tell him that you’ve been back there a couple times now and have started trying to get into tea. You take the time to put some distance between him and you. You walk to your bed and fluff a pillow that doesn’t need fluffing. The thing is that Jaehyun being in your room feels...weird. He looks all too content and comfortable in the space. That’s not to say he doesn’t suit the environment well. Somehow he looks like he belongs in your room with his soaked tank top and damp hair. You fluff the pillow harder.

“You must be tired,” he says after a long silence. He’s finished his tea but his eyes are still glassy.

“What?”

“Donghyuck told me ‘bout all your projects. Told me you had to draw him for one.”

“Oh, yeah I did. People actually loved that piece the most. But it took me the shortest amount of time.”

“Next time,” he begins ambling across the room, coming to place the empty mug on your bedside table. “Next time, you can ask me to model. If you want.”

“I mean, I only asked Hyuck since he was watching TV and he was there. Plus I know his face so well that it doesn’t even matter if he talks while I paint. The company is kind of nice.”

“Well, you can do it with me next.”

He’s drunk, you remind yourself. He doesn’t realize how strange what he’s saying is. And yet, your face still heats up. The sound of his teeth chattering lightly again reminds you how he got to be in your room in the first place. Jaehyun hugs himself as he continues to check out your room with a small smile on his face. He looks content.

“Do you want to get in,” you offer before your brain can process what your mouth has just done. His eyes go wide.

“Excuse me?” 

“Not—I mean, you just...look really cold and tired. Plus I heard you guys lost the game tonight, so the coach had you hauling ass after.” At the sight of his mildly amused face, tongue nudged between his teeth you add, “I don’t mean you should stay the night. It could just be for a bit and then you could, like, get up and call a cab home. But I get it if you’d rather not. Actually, I can just go see if Hyuck is around. I think he brought his—”

“No, no, stay,” he replies quickly to keep you from jumping out of bed. “I could use the rest.”

He turns around to shrug off the wet tank and pull on the hoodie, mumbling something about ‘not wanting to get your sheets wet’. Internally you wonder if you’re being laughed at by the gods while staring politely at nothing in the other corner of the room. You scoot over from your position in the middle of the bed to the side opposite him. He rewards your kindness with a flash of a bright smile before moving to pull back the covers.

His face lands directly in one of your pillows and you panic when you realize your sheets aren’t fresh out the washer. Jaehyun doesn’t seem to mind and lets out a sigh before shivering a little. With the hood over his hair, you can barely make out his eyes but you can tell they’re trained on you.

“You sure this is okay,” he whispers. 

“Yeah.”

The bed shifts minutely as he turns a little to get more comfortable. It feels hot in the bed all of the sudden. Despite the fact that you have on weather appropriate pajamas and your most lightweight Spring bedding on. Despite the fact that you’re not laying close enough to him to be able to feel any body heat. Maybe it’s warmer outside than you thought. That’s probably it.

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When you wake up several hours later, it’s to the sound of clanking in your living room. The other side of the bed is empty and you try not to read into it. It wasn’t supposed to be a full night over, after all. You swing your feet over the edge of the bed only to squeal when your foot hits something cold in the little rug you keep there.

“What is it!” Donghyuck crashes into the room while holding the trash bag he was collecting loose beer cans with. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I just—oh.”

You look down at the rug and see something shiny and metallic as opposed to something wet and slimy. With your index finger and thumb, you pick up a medium length golden chain. It shines even in the low lighting of your bedroom. You both squint at the jewelry, trying to place it.

Donghyuck’s eye grow wide and he looks around the room in disgust suddenly.

“Was he in here?”

“Uh, yeah,” you grumble as you rub your eyes.

“What for?”

When Donghyuck raises an inquisitive eyebrow, your mouth drops open.

“We just slept—”

“You slept together?”

“Hyuck, not like that! What’s your problem?”

“Still, why is he sleeping in here? You never have guys sleep in here.”

“You sleep in here all the time,” you point a finger at him.

“True,” he cedes immediately, pointing a finger back. “Well, you better return that. I think it’s his lucky charm or something.”

“Can’t you do it?” He laughs before returning to the living room. 

“He didn’t leave it in my bed.” 

“I–fine. I don’t need your help anyway.” 

At that, he snorts.

“You do, but I’ll let you keep thinking that you don’t, because I’m a good friend.”

“You’re annoying, that’s what you are.”

You pull on a sweater before coming out of your room with your phone in hand. There’s a companionable silence that falls over you two as you attempt to draft a text to Jaehyun about his chain while Donghyuck picks up the remaining trash from the party.

“How’d everything go,” you ask once the message is sent.

“It was fine. Jae was so gone that we thought he had flushed himself down the toilet for a while. But I guess that’s not what happened.”

Your face heats up at the teasing tone he uses.

“Hyuck, I have something to tell you.”

“God, what? Are you pregnant?”

“No! What the hell? Are you?” You try to swipe at his butt from the back of the couch.

“No! But...can you just say what you’re gonna say? You’re making me nervous.”

He even goes so far as to put the trash down and come around to sit with you on the sofa. You take a deep breath.

“I have a crush on Jaehyun. I just thought you should know.”

He stares at you, not blinking for a few seconds. He opens his mouth and then shakes his head to himself and closes it again.

“I see,” he finally says.

“It’s been going on a while, and I didn’t want to leave you in the dark.”

“Uh-huh.”

“You’re not mad?”

“Nope! I don’t mind being in the shadows. I do some of my best work there.”

“Do you think it could go anywhere?”

“What do you mean,” he throws another can into his bag.

“Like, do you think I have a chance with him?”

Donghyuck turns to stare at you, deadpan. “Do I think you have a chance with Jung Jaehyun? The man who slept in your bed a few hours ago?”

“Yeah.” Your face is completely open and imploring.

He sighs, “I think you might have a shot, sure.”

“Why, though?”

“I don’t know. Just a hunch.”

The next game of the season is a big one. The team coming in to play is an old school rival, so it draws a crowd that contains even the less sport-inclined students. You manage to get a ticket set away, but it’s still tough trying to find a spot to sit. It’s first come first serve with seats since the gym isn’t big enough to have labeled arena seating. 

Initially you had planned to use the extra time you had before the start to return Jaehyun’s chain, but it took you so long to make it from the parking lot to the gym and then to an open seat that there wasn’t any time left. Somewhere in between, you nearly get knocked over by the heavy current of fans from both teams flooding the space. The chain, once clutched in your hand, ends up around your neck out of fear that you lose it permanently.

You end up in the nosebleeds for the rest of the time. The players look like ants and if it weren’t for the large printed numbers on their jerseys, you might not be able to tell all of them apart. You text Donghyuck your location, and you see him looking towards the back rows at the beginning of the game, but he has to stay focused. You try your hardest to focus as well. At this point, you’re just about fluent in the sport that is basketball. But tonight’s game is hard to follow despite this. Jaehyun grabs your attention instead. He plays especially rough tonight, you note. He pushes hard across the court, even gets a couple warnings for defending like he’s on offense. There’s a fair amount of goals with his name on them as well. It’s exciting and you just wish your cheers could reach him.

More annoyance comes when the game finally ends. It’s a last minute shot by one of the other players who walked on this season that tips the game in your school’s favor. The crowd is deafening, even the ending buzzer is muted by their shouts. The bleachers shake under you with the force of fans running to meet their favorite players and generally gloat in front of the other team on the court. The shaking underneath you is terrifying enough to keep you seated until things have died down. There’s still probably a minimum of hundred people gathered on the floor, but you can at least step over empty concession bags as opposed to being stepped on by the supportive members of the hockey team.

It takes forever to find a single person you know. Of course it’s Donghyuck, who is in the middle of talking with some friends from off the team.

“Hyuck,” you begin to run over. When he sees you, you give him a big smile.

“No,” he responds simply as you get closer.

You slow down and let confusion wrinkle your brow. He offers no further verbal explanation but does give you a swift head nod in another direction. You follow the gesture and find Jaehyun at the end of the path. He looks a bit lost despite being with Doyoung and Johnny.

The fact that the others are there makes you freeze up at first, but the feeling of the chain laying delicately on your clavicle reminds you of what you need to do. Luckily, he sees you before the others do and he steps aside under the guise of getting a fresh towel. He waits for you to catch up once he’s out of their line of sight.

His voice is low, like he’s worried being too loud will make you change your mind about talking with him. But there’s an undercurrent of sincere happiness.

“There you are.”

“I was at the top row. I got here too late to sit where I normally do.”

“Ah. I thought maybe you couldn’t make it.”

“There’s no way I would be able to miss this one. Hyuck threatened to shave my head if I did.”

“That...sounds like him.”

“Yeah,” you chuckle. The nerves are getting to you a bit. You’ve never confessed your feelings to anyone before, and you’re not sure if Donghyuck was right about you having a shot.

“So, what are you doing—”

“I’ve been meaning to tell—”

You both start talking at once and then immediately clam up when you interrupt each other. 

He gives the floor to you. “You go first.”

“Okay.” 

You reach for the back of your neck and watch as his gaze follows the movement of your hands only for his eyes to light up in recognition.

“I wondered where that thing went.”

“You left it at my place. I put it on because I was scared I’d lose it for real. Sorry.”

He reaches out casually to thumb at the chain around your neck. “Don’t be. It looks good on you.”

“It looks better on you.”

The chain slides off cool against your skin and your fingers shake as you carry the chain over to him. Wordlessly, you reach up and loop your arms around his neck to reunite the chain with its rightful owner. Sweaty palms make it difficult to redo the clasp without being able to see it. It puts you right in his personal space for an awkwardly long time.

“I’m really sweaty,” he whispers.

“Uh, that’s nice?”

He laughs and it puffs off your temple.

“I don’t want to get you dirty, but I really want to kiss you right now.” The clasp finally snaps into place

“Oh.”

The way he leans in, the way his arms come to cage around your waist, the drip of the sweat from his temple down the hinge of his jaw. All of it is slow. As if to give you the space to withdraw if you wanted. But you surge forward into him. And for once it’s not awkward. You don’t know how long you stand there necking like hormonal high schoolers in a sea of people on the gym floor at a school dance, but—just like at the school dance—someone is bursting the gossamer thin ambiance just when Jaehyun’s fingers graze the back pocket of your jeans.

“If you look to your left, boys and girls, you can see two local horndogs engaged in a seasonal ritual” He karate chops a hand down the space between your faces, cutting the kiss off abruptly and nearly bruising Jaehyun’s nose. Meanwhile Taeyong snickers loudly from behind Doyoung.

“Do you have a death wish,” you turn to him with fire in your eyes. He backs up slightly, but attempts to stand his ground.

“Do you know how hard I’ve been working to set you two up?”

“What are you talking about?”

You turn to Jaehyun, who looks just as confused. The gears turning in your heads are practically visible as you and he put 2 and 2 together slowly. The random lies, the weird errands, the sudden party. The blank stares from Donghyuck every time the two of you were in the same room but refused to talk. It all adds up.

“You owe me sweet potato fries for the rest of your life. Maybe longer, I’m not sure yet.”

Donghyuck puts his arms around you and Jaehyun, pulling you with him as he heads out of the gym and towards the exit that leads toward the cafeteria.

“I can’t believe you...puppet-mastered us,” Jaehyun’s voice is airy with disbelief.

“I can’t believe you guys didn’t realize what was going on,” Taeyong snickers on the walk over. Doyoung snorts while lacing their fingers together.

“Yeah, the whole team was in on it.”

“You guys are one to talk.” Donghyuck turns back to give the two boys a humbling once over. “Don’t get me started on how hard it was to get you two losers together.”

Doyoung stops in his tracks, nearly tripping Taeyong in the process. 

“What?”

#nct fanfic #nct scenarios #nct imagines #jaehyun fanfic #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun scenarios #jaehyun imagines

[ouijacine]

2017 2020

Hello everyone! I just wanted to start of this post by saying don’t give up! On your art!

Recently it was my first every posts’ 3 year anniversary (do we even call it that?) of mr Kieran Kingson where I proceeded to draw it; post it; forget my log in; forget I had an account until lockdown 2020

And so I thought why don’t I redraw it now that I’m actually ?happy ? with ? a ? style? So on the left is the original that I made when I was 13/14 and on the right is the one I made like last night or the night before or something being of sound mind and body as a 17 year old bitch

By no means do I think I’m an amazing drawer but I do know that I am happy with what I’m now making. It took me years to find my style and if yall are interested in knowing how, I’ll legit show you. the many. many. different styles. I tried. to find my own!

It is hard, but well, have have you ever liked anything that was easy to do?

To the people saying ‘oh I wish I drew like you’ babe I don’t even draw like me most of the time and I definitely didn’t draw like this six months to 3 years ago before. And to the people saying ‘my art will never be as good as yours’ well, why must your art be good at all? Why can’t you just love drawing to the point of creation and then whatever you make will be perfect? Because all it will need to do is exist?

Why must your art be good?

So in summary: don’t give up. talent isn’t real and skill is but a choice of habit and dedication. And pineapples are a delicious fruit *im eating them rn angrily*

#i hope you feel inspired #and badazzald #just somethinh i feel strongly about yk #cassandra clare #digital art #art #fan art #drawing #kieran kingson #tmi #chain of gold #twp #tda #emma carstairs #kit herondale #julian blackthorn #mark blackthorn #the dark artifaces #lady midnight #fae #tsc #the shadowhunter chronicles #ouijacine #the fair folk #the mortal instruments #tlh #the last hours #redraw

[vancilocs]

Half and half with gilly and mallory aand lyssa and izkiel?

sorry i made pancakes

1. Who wakes up first?

If they don't wake up to the same alarm, I think Mallory by just a little bit

2. Who wants to stay in bed just a little longer?

Neither really? They can return for a bit of a cuddle after a morning jog and coffee or something though

3. Who takes longer getting ready?

Probably Mallory, redrawing her eyeliner for the 17th time

4. When they can’t sleep, what do they do?

Snuggle, read, chat a little

5. Who falls asleep while watching a movie?

If Gilly has had a long day at work

6. Who falls asleep last, watching the other with a small affectionate smile?

Mallory is typically out cold within five minutes of putting her head into the pillow, free game for Gilly

7. Who comes up with the cheesy pick-up lines?

Probably Mallory

8. Who gets extremely competitive playing Mario Kart?

While Gilly is more the mediator who's used to making sure younger siblings don't cause chaos, Mallory is that younger sibling causing chaos so she can get very into it

9. Who accidentally pushes a door instead of pulling?

Mallory wants to be chivalrous but in her haste doesn't check the label

10. Who sets the other’s ringtone to something loud and obnoxious behind their back?

Neither, das rude

11. Who rearranges the bookshelf/DVD shelf in alphabetical order?

Maybe Gilly

12. Who does the hands-over-the-eyes “Guess Who” thing?

Mallory, Gilly wouldn't risk doing it to someone who knows like 5 types of self-defense

13. Who points out a dog when they see one?

Both

14. Who’s prone to road rage?

Neither, though Mallory can cuss a bit

15. Who’s prone to wearing socks indoor (or to sleep)?

Gilly gets colder much easier than Mallory does

16. Who reminds the other to put on sunscreen before going to the beach (or pool)?

Gilly, woman you are half Irish you will die

17. Who carries all the important documents while traveling?

Both can

18. Who gets the window seat?

Whoever wants it this time

19. Who puts their cold hands/feet on the other?

Neither on purpose, but if the hands need to be warmed the other is ready

20. What do they argue about the most?

If they argue about anything, I guess it's work related. More than arguing with each other it's Mallory getting heated about smth and complaining to Gilly

21. Who’s clumsier?

Both are pretty stable on their feet

22. Who texts more often?

Mallory has lots of things to say

23. Who is better with kids?

Both are good, Mallory is more fun big sister kind while Gilly is the stricter big sister type

24. Who’s the better cook?

Mallory can make healthy and balanced meals, Gilly is good with spices, they're equally as good

25. Who mistakes salt for sugar?

If Mallory is in a big hurry, she might

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26. Who puts the fork in the microwave?

Izkiel if Lyssa doesn't notice in time

27. Who cooks at 2 in the morning?

Izkiel's schedules are all over the place, he will throw a pizza bagel in there at any hour

28. Who lets the microwave play the loud beeping sound at 1 a.m.?

Also Izkiel

29. Who licks the spoon when they’re baking brownies?

Both can, usually Lyssa lets Izkiel do it if he likes

30. Who likes doing the dishes?

Neither really.

31. Who has bigger cravings? What are they?

Lyssa sticks to her diet for her health, if Izkiel has a sweet tooth then him

32. Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant?

Both know what the other likes and what's good for them

33. How do they eat ice cream? What’s their favorite flavors?

Lyssa eats it sometimes, plain vanilla is best.

34. Do they go on dates? What are they like?

If they have time, sounds fun. Go out for dinner, go to a club for a moment, have some drinks but make sure to get home before Lyssa's energy runs out

35. What do they smell when they smell amortentia?

Deodorant/perfume, hand sanitizer mainly

36. Which one is the secret snuggler?

They're not secret about it, and nobody can blame Izkiel for liking snuggling Lyssa

37. Which one offers their jacket to the other when they complain they feel cold?

Lyssa, her evarian side endures cold much better so she can hand her jacket over if Izkiel complains

38. Who reaches for the other one’s hand while driving?

If anyone then Izkiel because Lyssa keeps both her hands on the wheel at all times

39. Who leaves little notes in the other one’s lunch? (Bonus: What does it say?)

Lyssa might, just small little ones like "have fun at work!" or "I love you!" with little smiley faces and kittens and hearts doodled.

40. Who is the most affectionate?

They're both sweet for each other, Lyssa might be a bit less awkward about it but they're both affectionate

41. Who is the big spoon/little spoon?

They switch

42. What is their favorite feature of their partner?

Jawline, chest, hands, eyes for Lyssa, cheeks, hair and hands for Izkiel, also her general roundness

43. What is the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other?

Lyssa just got a bit more shy and sweeter around him, asking more about his day and wanting to know more about him whenever he happened to show up at her clinic

44. What are their nicknames for each other?

General pet names, usually

45. Who worries the most? Over what?

Lyssa worries about Izkiel's wellbeing at his job, he worries about her health and how she's holding up

46. Who initiates kisses?

Could be either really

47. Who says I love you first? How did it happen?

It just came out from Lyssa when Izkiel was being a goof

48. Who tells their friends/family about their relationship first?

Lyssa's uncle Odin basically watched it develop since he also works at the clinic (and snitched to her parent immediately). They're pretty protective over her but she's also a grownup and Izkiel seems like an okay dude so... it's fine. Probably. Izkiel had to tell his folks separately, Kenzo noticed the development but he also kept forgetting about it

49. What do they do when they’re away from each other?

Their own thing, Lyssa is always busy at the clinic, at home she cleans and organizes, looks after her few plants. Izkiel tries to nurture a singular cactus and keep his living space somewhat clean when he's not at work

50. Who gets overwhelmed by small acts of kindness?

I think Izkiel might take some time to process Lyssa being sweet and cute at him

#the pancakes gave me a tummyache but i'm being brave abt it #long oc thing #don't let your boss see the cute little note your gf put in your lunch it would end badly

[kimamanitranslate]

Haruhara’s Chapter Commentaries: Senyuu F5 Ch. 11-17

Haruhara has uploaded some extra commentary and sketches for some chapters in Senyuu F5 and Senyuu+. I include the images in these articles only if (a) they’re free to view, or (b) they have content to be scanlated- otherwise, I only include a text description of them.

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And please consider purchasing the raws if you enjoy any of the content here!

This post translates the articles for F5 Ch. 11-13, 15, and 17. No chapter commentaries exist for chapters 14 and 16.

List of all commentaries:

Haruhara’s Chapter Commentaries: Senyuu F5 Ch. 1-3

Haruhara’s Chapter Commentaries: Senyuu F5 Ch. 11-17

Haruhara’s Chapter Commentaries: Senyuu F5 Ch. 18-32

Haruhara’s Chapter Commentaries: Senyuu F5 Ch. 43-45

Haruhara’s Chapter Commentaries: Senyuu F5 Ch. 46-53

Haruhara’s Chapter Commentaries: Senyuu F5 Ch. 54-60

Haruhara’s Chapter Commentaries: Senyuu F5 Ch. 61-67

The Commentaries section of the Senyuu online reader (kimamanitranslate.tumblr.com/senyuu#commentary) should also have an up-to-date list of all current chapter commentaries.

Note: No chapter commentaries exist for Ch. 4-10 and Ch. 33-42.

Senyuu F5: Chapter 11

Raw: ch.nicovideo.jp/haruhara-ch/blomaga/ar1792206

The Kanpachi arc has ended. I intended to draw scenes I hadn’t touched upon in Senyuu+, but I personally liked the epilogue with Alba and Ros in this arc, so I redrew it.

When I asked my editor, “Can I redraw it?”  He answered, “Sure!”

But as I was inking it, I began thinking, Isn’t this unfair to the readers? so I made Ross’ smile full colour to make up for it. But later I realized that Senyuu+ was always in full colour anyways.

As I’ve mentioned before, the Sleepiez storyline is something I thought up after my serialization ended and I was drawing Senyuu+. I figured, “Let’s have people against Alba show up,” and thought up the Sleepiez. Before I decided on their boss, I had a bottom-rung member Kanpachi show up, so when I drew Kanpachi in Senyuu+ I hadn’t thought too hard about the little details yet.

So when I sent out Kanpachi to have Alba and the others meet a Sleepiez members, I decided to properly think about his character. As I was imagining why he became a Sleepiez member and how he got the part-time job at the research center, I realized-

K-kanpachi-kun... I feel so sorry for you, getting punched out by Ross like that! 

So I’m glad I could save Kanpachi in F5!

Senyuu F5: Chapter 12

Raw: ch.nicovideo.jp/haruhara-ch/blomaga/ar1803063

Since the Kanpachi arc ended up stretching for longer than I expected, I wanted to do a gag chapter as a breather.

At first, I drew the cicadas in the chapter normally, but I figured that there were actually surprisingly a lot of people out there that aren’t good with cicadas, so I edited them to look cute.

If you’re wondering why Ross wanted to come in on Tuesdays, it’s because to most workers, Monday is their first day after their weekend break. Ross wanted to bask in a feeling of superiority by saying, “Well, I’m off then though.”

Though he technically only needs to show up on Tuesdays, he still pops in whenever he’s bored.

Senyuu F5: Chapter 13

Raw: ch.nicovideo.jp/haruhara-ch/blomaga/ar1803064

I wanted to do a gag chapter with the Sleepiez as well. “DakiKaba” is an abbreviation of “Dakimakura Cover”, but I forgot to write an explanation for that.

I hope it was conveyed to everyone!

While they pay the subscription fee, since they aren’t connected to the electrical grid and have no televisions, they don’t watch anything.

I wonder what Boss does to kill time.

Senyuu F5: Chapter 15

Raw: ch.nicovideo.jp/haruhara-ch/blomaga/ar1816984

I wrote this trying to convey that Lucop, who had been a joke character until now, was actually an amazing actor! But in the end, the Lucop I wrote in the past just seems like a totally different person now... though well, it’s still all Lucop.

This is the 16th Floor Incident arc.

There’s still lots of plot developments that might not make sense, but I think they’ll slowly start to make sense as we go through chapters.

Here’s the ages of Lucop vs. the Salt he acted as for the Blue Flames at Dawn series, though I didn’t really use it.

The Blue Flames at Dawn Movie 1: Lucop age 35, Salt age 25 - Discovering magic.

The Blue Flames at Dawn Movie 2: Lucop age 37, Salt age 26 - Days of turmoil.

The Blue Flames at Dawn Movie 3: Lucop age 40, Salt age 45 - A story of peace and stability.

The Blue Flames at Dawn Movie 4: Lucop age 42, Salt age 15 - Days of youth.

The Blue Flames at Dawn Movie 5: Lucop age 43, Salt age 27 - A secret story never told before.

The Blue Flames at Dawn Final Movie: Lucop age 47, Salt age 58 - A tale of partings.

The actors for Alba: 

Movies 1-3: Radical

Movie 4: Farogue

Movie 5-Final: Canbar

The Blue Flames at Dawn New Series: Lucop age 53, Salt age 25

The actor for Alba: Eagle

Senyuu F5: Chapter 17

Raw: ch.nicovideo.jp/haruhara-ch/blomaga/ar1828393

Initially, I planned to briskly continue Lucop’s tale, but it was so unappealing I had Elf and Alf show up as well. Elf from before the influence of the time jump seems so strange.

Here’s a trashed version of the omake manga.

It was a manga where Alf acts all happy because of something Elf says, but because his reaction is creepy, Elf ends up telling him that it’s creepy.

But because I had to keep it short, I was worried that it came off as Elf really meaning to say “You’re a creep-” rather than it just being banter between friends, so I trashed it.

If I put in an image of Alf snapping, “Hey, rude!” after Elf’s comments, or had Alf shoot back an insult too, I think it could’ve worked. But it would’ve ended up too long for an omake (since I can only include at most one page for the omake because of the way the system works.)

Also, I couldn’t really depict Alf’s creepiness well.

#senyuu #senyu #senyuu spoilers

[purenguyening]

Just felt like doing it

From idontonlytalkaboutdcmk’s [post]

1. Why did you choose your URL?

It’s a pun of my name: Thanh Nguyen

Thanh usually has two meanings either Blue or Pure There’s a similar thing in Chinese and Japanese: think (青) vs (清)

Nguyen in English will often approxomate to “win” so...: pure win(ing) led to “purenguyening)

2. Any side blogs?

An art blog where I keep tabs on the art I draw.

3. How long have you been on tumblr?

Probably about as far back as 2012. Though this account I’ve only had since about 2018? There’s some complications and I can’t get back my first account.

4. Do you have a queue tag?

“qq art” (because there’s just a lot of art I want to reblog but forget to)

5. What did you originally start this blog for?

The first time I didn’t really have a particular goal in mind, second time around so people I’ve met from my first time around could stay in touch. This is blog now kind of functions a little bit like a diary.

6. Why did you choose your icon pfp?

[It was an old piece I made for myself]

The caption is from Nodey’s Đôi Khi ❤️’

But personally I would like to redraw it at some point and caption it with this lyric instead:

Đôi khi ta lén ra ngoài xem

“Sometimes we sneak out, contemplating”

In context it was referencing to sneaking out to see the world, which, i can’t help but feel like it’s a bit better for how I imagine Futo tried to talk Tojiko into Miko’s plans. I like the idea of Futo pitching to Tojiko it was a plan to see more of the world beyond the Asuka period....

7. Why did you choose your header?

It’s honestly an accurate image of how I “blog” these days. Executive dysfunction is....something alright.

8. What's your post with the most notes?

[Apparently it’s this one] I’m so sad my crack ship, Kagerou/Nazrin never caught on...well maybe if I tried harder....

9. How many followers do you have?

562...uh, somehow.

I really live in ignorant bliss and pay 0 attention who and who doesn’t follow me. Sorry.

10. How many blogs do you follow?

526, but the amount of active posters might be lower....

11. Have you ever made a shitpost?

There are some shitposts that I think should have gotten more popular than it did:

[x] and [x]

12. How often do you use tumblr every day?

I should keep tabs on that...

13. Have you ever had a fight with another blog?

Not in public.

14. How do you feel about "you need to reblog this" posts?

I reblog as I can but I also really want to try to maintain an archive of some sort to make it easier to go back and find things.

So, I understand it’s importance, there’s some part of me that struggles because I want to be able to find specific things at a later date. Case in point I spent more time looking for my own shitposts because I’m so bad at maintaining an archive.

15. Opinion on tag games?

Fun, would like to do more and add my own art, but it’s been hard to do that lately...

16. Opinion on ask games?

I like them because I like the oppertunity to draw different stuff but it’s been hard to override the internalized perfectionism. 

17. Which of your mutuals is more tumblr famous?

No idea. I do like tumblr because you can just....vibe.

18. Do you have a crush on any of your mutuals?

Not in a romantic sense, but there’s a few when they praise my art I feel extra giddy.

Anyone who wants to is free to take this and run.

#pure rambling

[goldenkamuyhunting]

How drastic are the plot changes in the collected editions?

Well...

...it really depends.

I’ve a tag in which I usually ramble a bit about changes in the volume version if you’re curious for a detailed explanation.

The volume version changes and improve a lot of things so I always recommend buying the volumes.

Anyway for a quick summary of the most basic changes that were however either relevant to the plot or to the character interpretation...

I’ll start with Vol 11 as I’ll take people are curious about what they didn’t see.

Vol 11 basically redrawed most of chap 103 to the point it’s almost a new chapter even if the general idea of the plot stays the same. To give you an idea of what this includes, Ogata’s expression is different for most of the chapter, part of the dialogues are changed, panels are added, entire scenes are added and overall all the changes are pretty meaningful.

Vol 12 changes Sugimoto’s expression at the end of chap 113 and, in chap 116 expands Inkarmat and Wilk’s past. While this doesn’t really change the plot as the dialogue is more or less the same, the visual implies more Inkarmat’s romantic feelings for Wilk and showed more moments of them together. In chap 116 Kiroranke gets between Ogata and Inkarmat, moving away Ogata’s gun and looking much more confident as he says his fingerprints can’t be on those objects.

Vol 13 shows more in details Shiraishi’s plan to get into Abashiri and has an extra scene in which, for once, Shiraishi gets praised by Sugimoto and Asirpa due to how good his plan is (Abashiri was a prison in which it was impossible to get in or out). Hijikata says he also got info about Ogata not just from Tanigaki but also from Kiroranke (who was in the 7th as well, although under a different Lieutenant). Wilk is shown having, instead than an Ainu bow and want a rifle. There’s a spread page that put focus on fake Nopperabou and Asirpa’s eyes and how they’re different. When Toni Anji pulls Asirpa up in the volume she tries to grab Sugimoto’s hand but Sugimoto hesitated to grab hers to then tell her to get away.

Vol 14 has a panel showing Koito fighting well in Abashiri. As that’s is probably his first battle since he didn’t take part to the war he’s doing fine and without hesitations. He’s using his sword though, idfferently from others who use the rifle. It also show Ogata was on one of the prison watchtowers when he shot. As he said to Kiro he had bad visual of the scene and, when Tanigaki came to save Sugimoto it got worse as the smoke covered the scene, forcing him to leave. Sugimoto drinks the hurep juice before throwing the glass at Koito’s head. Not really relevant but part of chap 141 is actually moved in chap 140 so that the volume ends with the wolverine attacking Koito.

VOL 15 shows that Sugimoto takes a lot of punches to his head before losing control. Cikapasi and Ryu try to fight the wolverine after Cikapasi fell and before Sugimoto came to fight the wolverine. Gansoku, before leaving the group, exchanged words with Tsukishima who told him that if he’ll come back to Japan he would shoot him and that he should study Russian like his life depended on it. I think Gansoku was positively impressed by him. When the 7th division is back to Otaru Tsukishima tosses in the sea Egogusa’s hair and then joins Tsurumi who wears his enamel head protector.

VOL 16 shows how Youichirou tried to drown himself because he didn’t want to die without even realizing it, and was rescued by one of the guy at the herring. When Hijikata arrives after Youichirou said to the deer he didn’t want to die, Youichirou tried to run for it for one panel before stopping to listen him. We see more of Koito chasing the boy. The chase is hard but when Koito grabs against a branch and the branch breaks, although he will expertly manage to fall on his feet, the branch will fall on his head and there are never hints Koito lost Choukichi (in the magazine he looked around and seemed not to see him anymore). Kiro talks a bit about how the minorities have been forced to switch their customs. We gets a flashback in which a young Asirpa is explained the orocikk ulaa. There’s a panel showing Ogata checking the Berdan as Kiro explains they’ll sneak into Russia. The Russian guards are shown earlier and we see the group passing the border marker before the Orok is shoot and at the end of the volume we’re shown Vasily.

I wrote in details about the changes done in vol 17 to 21 but for an extremely short summary...

Vol 17 is tamer. Sure, it confirms Vasily survived but it’s something we knew by the time the volume was out, showed Ogata starting to feel sick and Tsukishima being more affected by Svetlana’s story however the overall plot remains unchanged.

Vol 18 expanded Sekiya’s past, which is relevant to the character and added scenes to the Wilk/Tsurumi flashback which are relevant. Like showing already how much Wilk was into wolves, or that he too shoot at people when Tsurumi’s home was attacked.

Vol 19 added a dialogue between Sugimoto and Asirpa and Sofia’s actions as Kiro was fighting. Having that dialogue there instead than later as it happened in the magazine was a good choice plot wise but it’s overall not a dramatic change. Learning about Sofia’s actions can change your opinion on her so this is more relevant.

Vol 20 made relevant changes to Sugimoto and Asirpa’s dialogue and Koito’s flashback. In short Koito can be read differently from the changes in his past.

Vol 21 was... well dramatic in terms of changes, a lot was changed with many scenes added and it was all relevant. I’ve even made an extra rambling on the changes because really, they changed things A LOT in terms of how we perceive the characters. I’m not even going to try to summarize them all because it’s simply too much. Sorry about it.

And here we are. I definitely recommend buying the volumes as they’re really awesome.

I hope this helps and thank you for your ask!

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