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ameliyaahn3 · 3 years

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Sorry for the formatting, I’m on mobile.

🖇 Hi, can I please request male matchups for One Punch Man and My Hero Academia? Thank you!

I’m a grey/demisexual, panromantic girl. I’m over 18, I’ m an ENFP though I feel like I’m 50/50 extroverted and introverted. I’m 5’5, full of snark and sass. I like to wear clothes ai can move in, though my usual wear is sneakers, jeans, a tank top and a jacket if it’s cold. I’m assertive and until people get to know me, I can come off as aggressive and angry/grumpy. I’m extremely opinionated and get outspoken about my beliefs. I’m very smart but I will need a while to process new information and see how that new information interacts and intersects with what I already know. I have a strong sense of right and wrong, and not afraid of conflict. Am ready to throw down at the drop of a hat and even though I’m on the smaller side I *will* kick someone’s ass. I have very few friends, but the ones I do have are especially close to me.

My major fear in life is that I won’t live up to my full potential. A word that I like, if it doesn’t have to be in English, is the Japanese word/name ‘mamoru’ which means to defend/to protect.

My favorite color is red, and I like silver and cool colors secondly. I love action and super hero movies, and I hate most romance movies/love triangles in shows. I love sci-fi too. I can be pretty insightful and observant despite what most people think, as I do come off as a loner or oblivious on occasion. I hate corruption, double standards and fake people. The most important quality I value in myself, and others is loyalty.

I’m an Aries sun with an Aquarius moon. I like savory foods and my favorite is steak. My favorite time of day is evening, and my love languages are physical touch and quality time. Fun facts are I’m very good at playing the Imposter in Among us, I’ve played piano, clarinet, and baritone and I’d like to learn a string instrument at some point. If there’s a I’ve been told by two separate people that my aura color is creamsicle/bright orange. My favorite bands are the emo-trinity, and one of my favorite songs is Trouble by Neon Jungle. My favorite anime of all time is Kill la Kill. Hope this enough info ❤️

A/n : Don't worry for formating i'm on mobile too ! AND I'M SORRY TO ANSWER YOUR ASK SO LATE LIKE YOU HAD TO WAIT A MONTH ?!

One punch man >>>

I match you with...

Speed o Sound Sonic

Less than five min to match you two lol.

Like I think you're pretty much his type in a matter of style or personality.

The first time you met it was chaos, like you two probably argued about something as you are very opiniated. But at least you didn't scared each other by being agressive like it would usually with more sensitive people.

Sonic is pretty impulsive when it comes to takes decision but that doesn't mean he's not smart, I think he's pretty decent in his reflexion when he's not attending to kill Saitame at all it cost... When comes new information he process to treat them faster, what makes him pretty resourceful and so your two methods complete each others and gives you a little bit of intellectual challenge when they're confronted.

Likes that you aren't a people pleaser that goes to befriend everyone and capable to kick his ass when he's being an idiot.

You're not even that small beside him, like the height difference is 9cm. Sonic feel tall but not enough to mess with you about it.

"Mamoru" is a word that he would like too and don't worry about live your life to your fullest with him cause he would never let that happen ! If you want something he would push you for it !

Actions movies are is favorite so far since he integrated a "normal" japanese society, doesn't like romance ones too but sci-fi doesn't takes that much his interest, I likely see him sleep during them.

The tsundere he is founded recomfort in your oblivious facade but once he knew about your hiden obsvervative nature it became his worst nightmare : When he would believe that he can let his guard down and that you won't see if he let somes evidence about if he's doing something subtly romantic or that he admit again slightly have feelings for you, you would caught him out off guard and point out with a lot of sass how he is such a tsundere.

Sonic is very loyal, but you will have to proove him first that you are to him.

He doesn't have an official birthday but I'm pretty sure his chart is strongly influenced by either Aries or Sagittarius. He got strong vibes in my opinion.

Your touch makes him flustered but I do think he's into physical touch as a love language and act of services even if he whines and act as a tsundere before doing something for you.

Sonic probably sucks at playing Among Us so he takes it even worse than he would notmally do that you're a good impo' and just rage whenever you are one.

Is in love with your aura brighter than his.

Also is secretely admirative of your musicals skills, likes when you play clarinet or piano except that he's not a fan or baritone.

Kill la Kill is definitely an anime that I could see him enjoy so you can rewatch with him without any problem.

Nothing is forced in your relationship so you two goes at the rythm that you want. No pressure.

A lot of laugh and fun, even if Sonic lives as a bandit, I can see two as partner in crime or you as the one that bring him kn the right path, your choice !

Try to doesn't involve you in his problem and makes some times for both of you.

Sonic never let you in his home as he changes often and literaly live in an abandonned area, a dirty place really that you don't deserve to live in and him neither but he don't care about himself.

So always it's at your place if you want to being at home with him.

He's researched so you two can't date often but you does watch the town together on the rooftop of higher buildings.

Others potential matchs :

Tatsumaki.

My hero Academia >>>

I match you with...

Dabi

Oh God. Here we have a pretty explosive combination.

Honestly, he won't like you and likes you at the same time the first time you will met.

He likes your style and doesn't mind the way you can come as agressive at first but does dislike how opiniated you can be, like it's a bit too much for him. It's a pros and your cons at the same time but the worst I think is if you impose your opinion to him, like girl... he would literaly eject you.

But as you're opiniated you're aren't afraid to speak for yourself and you're able to debate at least to defend your opinion. I definitely can't see him with someone that doesn't bother to think about the our society at least a little bit.

Dabi probably makes fun of how slow it can be for you taking decision and analyzing situatuon but does respect it as sometimes things can't always be resolved in the second and that usually your reflexions are pretty accurate and goes more further than his. He's not dumb but definitely a man of action.

I know you're against corruption im sorry but I likely see Dabi try to corrupt your beliefs of right and wrong in a playful way, he doesn't force you to anything but jokes about how you're idealistic and so innocent. This isn't the same type of corruption but yeah...

Besides that he's admirative of your strong sense of justice, unlike others heroes you're sincere about it.

And don't hesit to kick some ass, even his. You're not afraid to makes enemies or disagree and that does makes you an honest person in Dabi eyes.

Doesn't understand how you can be afraid to live your life to your fullest and would likely tell you to do what you want to do and don't care about others.

He's very protective of you so he doesn't like to meet you outside and like Sonic is loyal whenever you are. You need to gain his trust.

You're so much brighter than him it hurts, you're his dose of light in his darker world.

He would notice your secret obsvervative nature quicker than anybody else and wouldn't even be surprised if you notice a lot of things about him that he didn't know himself. Actually I even think that in your relationship you would think of him as the careless one when he is for real but a lot less with you.

I'm pretty sure that the fact that you're not someone into romance is something is glad about like... this isn't is thing at all and so it's isn't yours too you don't except him to be very romantic what he's totally not.

This man would understand his feelings toward you after a while like you two can wait more than 8 months like this if nothing confront him to realize his strong attachement to you.

So you know know how he is please let him breathe and do not takes initiative of physical affection in public if it's not a very slight one or that he's not in a playful mood.

Can always dream of a proper date.

Others potential matchs :

Himiko Toga, Kyoka Jirou.

#one punch man #my hero academia #mha #dabi #sonic opm #matchup #matchups

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jyndor · 3 years

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Cop-thing-anon here:

(I don't believe in the blue lives matter thing by the way)

I do get where you're coming from. I guess I see the thing about cops and cop AUs differently because the police is different and not as fucked up in my country. The thing about the fanart is just..I think you're reading too much into it. I don't think the artist really focused on the skin colour of Sokka, I mean, it's a kids show. Skin colour was never really mentioned or important in atla. But Sokka's personality is most likely why the artist was inspired to draw him as a "gangster", with azula (the villain) being a cop. It is kind of insensitive to draw that with the events going on, but I think that a lot of people in the fandom take some things way too seriously, for a kids show back in the late 2000's anyway.

hey anon, I say this with love and I am being sincere. I'm gonna need you to rewatch the show if you think skin color didn't matter. and it doesn't matter where you live because there is no part of the world, no culture, that isn't shaped by colonialism. I don't mean to be condescending so please bear with me, I truly believe in educating people as a part of allyship and anti-racism.

Anon, please know that I am not angry or anything but sincere in what I’m about to say. Just bear with me because I know that unlearning shit is difficult and can be painful, but we’ve gotta do it. I do appreciate you wanting to have this conversation at all. And I’m not writing this just for your benefit - this is for anyone who wants to learn about why A) race is a part of ATLA’s narrative and B) why critical analysis of mass media is actually important. So I’m not assuming you don’t know basic things about this stuff, I’m not trying to be condescending.

Now we’re gonna fix colonialism and imperialism XD wee okay here we go.

No matter where you live in the world you have some awareness of skin color. Your understanding of race might be different than mine, in fact it probably is. Race as we know it today is a social construct that stems from many things (and I wrote several hundred words on it but it was too much and too far removed from the point I’m trying to make so I edited all of that out. Yay.)

You don’t usually see imperialism, one of the major themes in Avatar, without colonialism. Imperialism is slightly different than colonialism - you can think of it like the ideology behind the practice of colonialism.* Imperialism can be used to describe expansionism in general - which has been going on since the bronze age lol humans, I stg - but usually when people today refer to colonialism and imperialism they’re talking about imperialism starting in the 17th century.

Now imperialism is not just a European concept. ATLA is set in a world that we know is supposed to be like a combination of different Asian cultures (with some influences from the Americas). And the Fire Nation is clearly influenced by Imperial Japan. So briefly:

Japan had a policy of sakoku (chained or closed country) which kept it mostly isolated (out of concerns that Japan would fall victim to something like the Opium Wars in China, among other things) from the rest of the world for a couple hundred years until the 1850s when a US Naval commander named Matthew Perry (I am not kidding) forced Japan to open its borders for trade to the United States by gunboat diplomacy, an oxymoron if I have ever seen one before.

Japan ended up signing unequal treaties with a lot of Western countries, and this bred xenophobia and hostility in Japan. The Emperor who signed these treaties died of smallpox, and after some internal conflict his son decided try to renegotiate these treaties. The US and European countries were not interested in renegotiating dick but the mission wasn’t unsuccessful because the diplomats A) exchanged some islands with Russia and B) were inspired by western economic policy and society to “modernize” Japan. Japan began industrialization and it converted to a market economy with the help of the US and other western powers.

So over many years, Japan went to war with China, Korea, Russia (and took back some of the land they exchanged with them), and others. From wikipedia:

Using its superior technological advances in naval aviation and its modern doctrines of amphibious and naval warfare, Japan achieved one of the fastest maritime expansions in history. By 1942 Japan had conquered much of East Asia and the Pacific, including the east of China, Hong Kong, Thailand, Vietnam, Cambodia, Burma (Myanmar), Malaysia, the Philippines, Indonesia, part of New Guinea and many islands of the Pacific Ocean.

But ATLA is not a Japanese story. The Fire Nation is not Imperial Japan. The Earth Kingdom is not China or Korea, the Air Nomads are not Tibetan monks, and the Water Tribes are not Inuit. The creators definitely drew heavy inspiration from all of these places and others, but ATLA is a story written by American people in the United States for American kids. It is an American story.

And it was created at a time when the United States was victimizing people in Afghanistan and Iraq (and other places) in many similar ways to how the Fire Nation victimized people. In fact, the show starts in the Southern Water Tribe, which represent Inuit people, indigenous people in Alaska, Canada and Greenland, I think it’s safe to assume that the genocide being referenced here is not one by Japan but rather by European colonizers and later by the United States and Canada.

Imperialism is in the show’s DNA.

And so is racism. In our world they are inherently connected. And visual cues from the show along with things the characters say suggest that we are meant to make the comparison between our world and the ATLA world. Every story has a purpose - it doesn’t have to be political, but for Avatar it is political, it is anti-imperialist.

In this article about how ATLA resonates with us in 2020, Aina Khan of the Guardian interviews Professor Ali A Olomi about using ATLA to teach at Penn State. “One of the things we see with the Fire Nation is the ideological justification for what they’re doing. We are a glorious civilization. We have abundance, we have wealth, we have technological advancement; we need to share it with the rest of the world. That’s almost word for word European colonisation.”

Zuko and Azula both call Katara a peasant. In fact, Azula calls her a dirty peasant. This is one step away from calling her a s*vage I mean come on. While peasant might just be purely classist (lol no) because Zuko and Azula are royalty, um it’s clearly racialized classism because of real life context. There is real history with colonizers calling indigenous people this, dismissing their cultures as primitive and barbaric.

Add into the mix colorism, which is bias against darker skin and privileges fair skin (which is a byproduct of imperialism) and you have clear race shit happening in Avatar.

When I saw that fanart, I was immediately reminded of black lives matter of course, but mainly of the fact that indigenous peoples are also at high risk of being victimized by police. Not just in the US. And how gross it is to depict a colonizer like Azula as an angry cop (representing the state) turning her gun on an indigenous man who is dressed like a gangster which... yike.

Mass media influence everything we do. The messaging we get, our politics, what we want to eat for dinner because we’re hungry and have been writing this stupid essay for three hours LOL. It’s important that people think critically about what they consume. Otherwise you get the goddamn United States with half of our population stanning a racist fraud. You want to know why US Americans are so ignorant? Because our education system sucks, because we don’t have any real media literacy. But apparently the rest of the world has some fucking nerve making fun of Americans** because all of us suck at it. No one is thinking critically about media.

A really terrifying thing about people is our ability to take whatever message we want from stories, even if it is in direct contradiction with the narrative of a story. There’s a movie called American History X which is explicitly anti-fascist, but because it’s a drama and Ed Norton is cut and looks badass and uncucked or whatever LOL, the iconography in that movie is fairly popular with neo-nazis. Yike. This is not at that level of course, this is some random niche fanart for a rare pairing.

For better or for worse, US media and entertainment gets a lot of attention and people around the world eat it up. Maybe you don’t need to know every little detail about US American shit, and I know we tend to dominate media, but black lives matter is not just a 2020 thing. People have known about it for years, since it started. If that fanart was created in 2019, which I think it was, the BLM movement had already existed for six years. If you’re watching an American show like Avatar and you’re making fanart on social media but you don’t know what BLM is in 2019... well educate yourself lmao.

Considering that Black fans have expressed frustration and discomfort in fandoms over and over again, and I am sure indigenous fans have too because fandoms are racist sometimes, it’s important that white fans help make fandoms better. And I am a white fan, and I consider myself an anti-racist. Which means I have to be active about racism when I see it.

btw I found this great essay by @cobra-diamond which you should read if you want more details about the similarities between Japan and the Fire Nation.

* that is very reductive but it’s fine lol

** I am kidding, unless you are english feel free to make fun of americans for non-gun, non-trauma related things pls

#anons #asks #racism tw #colonialism tw #atla #fandom racism #acab #police violence #indigenous right #nazism tw #oh lord shitty discourse tw #imperialism tw #anyway now i'm gonna eat

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dr-m-r-ma · 5 years

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Jealousy / Lies

Part 17/20

Genre: drama, angst, romance Rating: PG-13 Group: Monsta X

In the previous chapter: A month later, Jooheon is still wallowing in despair while Yoonjin releases her first solo single on Valentine’s Day.

Disclaimer: This is 100% fictional and my own story. It is unrelated to the actual events and real persons of Monsta X and Starship. In regards to this particular fic, I’ve created new K-Pop groups (they don’t exist) so I don’t have to study up on other people and to avoid other complications. Parts will be written in Korean with English translations. I did not major/study in English/Korean, nor was I ever strong in English/Korean grammar, so there will be grammatical mistakes. This fanfic is written in third person and past-tense for ease of writing.

When the applause and the cheers softened, Yoonjin spoke softly into her mic, “우리 팬들 너무 고마워요. 제가… 몸 상태가 안 좋아서 활동 많이 못 하는데 이렇게 와줘서 너~~~~무 고마워요.” (Translation: “Thank you to my fans. My… body isn’t in the best condition so I can’t promote that much, but thank you so~~~ much to all those who came.”) She flashed a smile to the crowd, who in turn yelled out their “괜찮아” (Translation: “it’s okay”) and other forms of support.

She continued, “제 솔로 곡을 이만큼 사랑해주신준것만도 너무 행복해요… 너무너무 고맙고 행복한데, 또 너무 아쉽고 죄송스러워요. 활동 더 하고싶고 팬 여러분들도 계속 보고싶은데… 죄송해요, 제가 너무 약해서… 팬분들한테 더 많이 많은걸 못 주고 가네요…” (Translation: “I’m so happy with just the fact that my solo song is receiving this much love… I’m so so thankful and happy, but I’m also disappointed and sorry. I want to perform more and see my fans more…. I’m sorry, it’s because I’m too weak… I wasn’t able to give so much more to my fans this time...”)

While some of the audience lacked response, Yoonjin’s fans continued to yell it’s okay to her, seeing her tired expression and abnormally white complexion. Before stepping down from the stage, she waved to the audience and bowed fully. She said, “노래 듣고 응원해줘서 고마워요! 다음에 또 만나요!” (Translation: “Thank you for listening to and supporting my song! Let’s meet again next time!”)

As soon as she stepped off the stairs, she could feel her body suddenly feel cold and the energy drain. Stumbling over her own feet, Yoonjin held onto Manager Park and signalled him for help. With her hands gripping tightly on him, she could feel her mind go blank. Her eyes blurred as they hobbled over to her van. When the door closed and she was in her own space, she couldn’t hold on any longer -- everything went dark before her.

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Jooheon scrolled through Twitter, reading people’s thoughts on Yoonjin’s new song and reactions to the news article about her health concerns. Since he knew it was a sad song, he couldn’t bear to listen to it, for fear that her words would hurt him as well. It was already hard to live through the past month, and knowing that she suddenly had health concerns that prevented her from performing broke his heart even more. Knowing fully well that she loved singing and performing, Jooheon knew the impact on Yoonjin was too great.

When he refreshed the page, he found two new posts: one from Corel’s agency and one from Yoon. Clicking on the first one, from the agency, he read the breaking news title: “[BREAKING] Yoonjin to take a break indefinitely, Yoon to promote as Corel-P’s main vocalist.” His breath hitched and his fingers trembled as he scrolled down to read the full article.

The article reiterated, saying “due to Yoonjin’s health concerns, which have been confirmed by the agency and by Yoon’s Twitter post, Yoonjin will take a break indefinitely until she heals. Until then, Yoon will promote as Corel-P’s main vocalist. The agency has stated that this does not mean Corel is disbanding, it will just be on hiatus until Yoonjin is feeling better.” Jooheon hastily pressed the link attached to the words “Yoon’s Twitter post”. His heart dropped instantly, reading Yoon’s message to the fans.

Yoon explained in both Korean and English with the following:

“We tried to stop her from working so hard, from releasing this song, from singing because it was taking a toll on her body, but she said she wanted to sing this no matter what. She said it was mostly for herself but she also wanted to touch people’s hearts through her singing as well.

The reason why we chose to only let her perform on four stages was because (as many people may know) the song is extremely difficult to sing. Yoonjin hasn’t been well since the beginning of this year and while she made efforts to take care of her body to prepare for this song, it just wouldn’t work with her not digesting, throwing up anything she ate, not sleeping enough… It took her all to make this song and record it, as she poured her emotions into this song. She collapsed numerous times in the process, was rushed to the ER and was administered IV drips more than a couple of times.

She becomes a professional on stage, with her brave face on and sings as if the world isn’t falling apart inside her. But… if this goes on… she won’t be able to sing for a long time. Please understand that we are not letting her perform more to protect her voice and to protect Yoonjin. Please send her lots of love, because being away from singing and performing may depress her. Thank you for supporting <Into Pieces> and Yoonjin.”

Jooheon’s eyebrows furrowed and he clenched his fist tightly. It was literally excruciating to read about her horrible condition, and knowing what spurred it on… broke him. He was angry, he was upset, he was sorry, he was sad, and all these emotions pitted against each other inside of him. The whirlwind of emotions caused tears to form in his eyes while his nails dug into his palm, as he clenched harder.

Exhaling slowly, he gasped for air and tried to dry his tears by looking up at the ceiling. What he couldn’t handle was the mere thought of that strong happy girl who hummed to tunes so naturally was now weakened, in pain, unable to sing… because of him. The last memory of her standing so coldly in front of him hurt him, but he knew as much as it hurt for him, she was in much more pain.

As he wiped away the tears that managed to spill over, Jooheon quickly pulled out a pen and paper and began to write a letter to his fans, all the while listening to her song for the first time.

Before uploading the letter to the fansite, he messaged the group and their manager: “미안, 나 일 저지른다. 이렇게 해서 진짜 미안. 근데 이렇게 하는게 맞는것 같아.” (Translation: “Sorry, I’m going to cause some trouble. I’m really sorry for doing it like this. But I think it’s the right way.”)

He wrote:

Hello, this is Jooheon, JOOHONEY, Lee Jooheon.

I’m uploading this without permission and I know this might stir up some trouble, but I think this is the best and most right way to do things. I want to tell my fans first that I’ve done something that hurt someone else and me, and this is my way of asking for forgiveness and showing my genuine sincere feelings.

I was too childish and I hurt someone that I came to care about with my words and my actions. When that person found out, I realized my mistake… but it was too late. It hurt me to know how painful it was for that person. I’m writing to my fans to apologize, but also I’m selfishly asking you, my fans, to understand me and support me through this process. I know I’m being vague, but without even my fans, I think I might fall apart. So please, help me.

Thank you.

From Jooheon

*** TBC ***

A/n: short chapter... i misjudged the lengths of the later chapters (lol) should have spaced out the really long chapters a bit more (lmao)

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allsassnoclass · 3 years

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Happy happy birthday!! 🥳 Congrats on another rotation around the sun! I went to send a bday message and realized I hadn't responded to your last (idk what the term would be, response to my ask? correspondence? who knows) so i'm combining them like the rebel i am. How did your retreat go? I hope it wasn't too stressful and you were able to have a good/productive retreat. I'm sorry to hear you're also in a bad group project; it is such a frustrating situation when your group doesn't cooperate.

I didn't settle on being a geology major until last semester so it's a little new for me, but I like that it's a science that doesn't always *feel* like a science if that makes sense? Also a lot of our classes on climate change fall under the geology department and that's something I've always been interested/passionate about. Plus, plate tectonics is super wacky and neat! For writing I'm best with shorter, darker works (while I have plenty of longer ideas I do not have the ability to finish any of them lol) and also a little bit of poetry? But not a whole lot bc I think it's a hard line to walk btwn good poetry and sounding pretentious and I don't want to end up on the wrong side lol.

Anyways enough about me! How did you end up picking your major? Are you going to do anything for your birthday? I am sending loads of well wishes and good vibes your way and I hope you have a lovely birthday week -💙

hello love! thank you for the birthday message!

the retreat went well! we had a lot of people drop during the week leading up to it so it was a really really small retreatant pool but everyone there seemed really into it. Idk for me it was not nearly as impactful as usual, probably because I was stressed about getting everyone fed and facilitating a good retreat for my small group, but that’s okay because it seemed to be really fruitful for everyone else and the formation leading up to it was pretty good for me. as for the group project I actually got so angry about it in class today that I talked to my teacher afterwards and he’s on my side so hopefully things end up okay. I hope your group project also ends up okay!

I'm glad you’re vibing with geology! plate tectonics are super wacky and neat I agree with you there and I find it really interesting that a lot of the climate change classes fall under the geology department? I wouldn’t have expected them to be there but that’s cool that you get to study that!

I think the thing about good poetry vs pretentiousness honestly mostly has to do with the level of sincerity. pretentiousness, by definition, includes putting more importance on something than is deserved and thinking that you’re better than others for it. it’s performative. if you sincerely believe in and feel what you’re writing then it’s not pretentious. there are a lot of people out here romanticizing little things and picking apart specific, small human emotions under a magnifying glass to give them importance. that’s not pretentious, it’s actually a good skill/mindset to have in my opinion. don’t let fear of being pretentious keep you from writing whatever poetry you want to!

I picked my major because ultimately I want to be a theatre director at a high school. I started out as a music business major (which was super fascinating and I kind of wish I had stuck with it) but I would be most successful with that if I moved to New York, LA, or Chicago and I didn’t really want to do that. I went through a few other major combinations before landing on theatre for my only major and music and English lit for minors. I’ll probably end up going to grad school for theatre ed so it’ll be easier for me to get my teaching certificate. but yeah basically I chose my major because I just really want to direct high school theatre and this is what my school offers that will get me close to doing that.

I did not do anything for my birthday except open the presents my parents sent me! on Friday though I'm going to have a little lunch date/study session with a friend who’s birthday was the 12th! we typically go for walks on Fridays but tbh I'm behind in homework and upset about it so he’s going to pick up lunch for us and we’re going to just do a little special meal together while still being productive. I did also get to go to the social for our retreat today though! wasn’t sure if I'd be able to make it because I had rehearsal for theatre but I got let out early so everyone there sang happy birthday to me which was neat.

I am receiving your good vibes! holding up a mirror so some of them bounce off and go back to you, too. how has your week been so far? what are you up to?

#ask #blue heart anon #I'm sorry I do not know how to be concise at all. I talk so much #also sorry about the pretentious rant! I just hate that word since people were misusing it in reference to Ashton a few months ago #it really really got on my nerves #like if you're sincere I feel like it's not pretentious you know? or at least it's a lot harder to be pretentious #give things meaning!!!! let the world around you be romanticized!!!!!#okay I need to go do my ground plan now. but I don't want to. maybe I should wake up early and do it instead #I feel like that's not going to work but I just. don't want to do it now #I don't know what this set should look like!!!!!! I haven't had the time to think it through and be creative!!!!#you can't bs a good set design. I don't WANT to bs my set design but once I make the ground plan I'm locking it in #sorry I'm just annoyed that I have to do work instead of writing about pirates or ghosts or space or [redacted]#thank you for visiting blue heart anon I like talking to you #this made me happy

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|#1| Enaaa! 🌹 Why are you such a sweetheart♥, I'm shy now 🙈 tho I really think I annoy you with my asks lol. 😹 Also, I hate the word limit in the ask box, because all I wanna do is gush & rave about Red & tell you how much ily for creating Red! 😖 and don't be embarrassed about me being an English major, I've been EXO trash for 2 years now. Kyungsoo is my one & only ❤(unintended EXO song pun lol) & I've tried writing about him but it's bad 😔 so I'll choose your stories over Austen anyday. 😝

| #2 | the pictures of Sehun in formals? They come up on my Pinterest feed all day lol, he's so beautiful, it's insane 😌✨ that's why I'm so hooked on your writing because I feel like it's really Sehun, it's just so… real. I really wish he made a secret account on tumblr and read all your stories and fell in love with you 😍 that'd be amazing, I want an invite to the wedding lmao 🙌 and about Apartment - I love angst, and I really wanna read it. I just want to let Red reign my heart some more! ♥

KYAAAAA. YOU’RE SO KIND TO ME. WHAT IS LIFEEEEE. I mean. coughs. //tries to not yell and scream// And noooo! I don’t get annoyed with asks at all. There’s only a handful of things which irk me when it comes to getting messages and you sending me all this love is definitely not one of them! Please don’t ever think you’re a bother. I love interacting with readers. It’s the highlight of my days, please please.

KYUNGSOOO. OMG. I bet you write beautifully. Please don’t doubt yourself. As long as you have love and feelings for him, your emotions will reflect through in your writing. Please believe in yourself and if you ever post---I will be your number one fangirl. AND WHAT. NOOOOO AUSTEN IS MAH GIRL. SHE MAH GIRRRRL WYDDDD. I AM NO AUSTEN T_______TTT omg I”M GUNNA GO SCREAM INTO A DITCH NOW. Crap I’m yelling again. What are you doing to meeeeee. Why do you instill such a fiery response from me. Let me live peacefully T____T jk jk. But that’s sincerely so kind of you. I really don’t even know what to say except cry.

ANd yes!! YES YES YES. Please let that be true in some alternate universe. That Sehun would have a secret tumblr and read this story and somehow fall in love with my words. You know what---I actually wrote a fic on that. It was for another kpop singer but it was exactly that muahahahaha

As much as I hate on Apartment---it’s really my favorite thing I’ve ever written in my entire life. It holds a really special place in my heart and I really hope you do enjoy it and if you do read it, please let me know your thoughts. It might make you angry tho. So I wish you all the best LOL

#messages #WHY ARE YOU SO NICEEEEE #WHAT IS THIS KINDNESS #i don't getttttttttt #dsjfklsadjf;lksfd #but ily #ty ty ty for your warm sentiments #they are bringing me into a fit of smiles and i'm eternally grateful #cocktailsandexistentialism

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boyf-canons · 7 years

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Connor Murphy x Reader: Boy next door

{Very basic but hey. Connor’s phone number is supposedly the Easter bunny’s number. Anybody wanna call & see if that’s true? Feel free to request one shots or headcanons! That would be awesome.}

* This was it. You were finally finished moving into your new house in a new city with new everythings. Nothing was familiar. Your dad had gotten a major promotion in his job, which would require a move. A move specifically 3 states away from home.

You were happy for your dad, really. You were just a little less happy for you. Being a teenage girl, starting over completely at a brand new highschool in a new city with no friends was going to be a challenge. You weren’t going to lie; you were terrified. Tomorrow marked the beginning of the new school year.

In the meantime, however, you found yourself getting ready for a dinner with your neighbors; the Murphy family. Your parents were thrilled when they received the invitation, and despite all your desperate protests you were being forced into going. You were less than thrilled, to say at the least.

“(Y/N), are you ready?” Your mom called from outside your room. You finished brushing your hair, took one more look to observe your finished look for the night, and yelled back.

“Yeah, I’m coming!”

You muttered to yourself. “Let’s get this over with.”

Half an hour later you found yourself sitting with your family around a dining room table in a home that belonged to two parents, a daughter, and a son. Cynthia & Larry, Zoe, and Connor Murphy to be specific. The introductions were slightly awkward, but the family seemed nice enough. There was a little bit of tension between Connor and everybody else for a reason you didn’t know, but other than that things were going fine.

“So (Y/N),” Cynthia speaks up, “what are your interests? What do you like to do in your free time?”

“Well, I like theatre, yoga, knitting and sewing, reading.. Just boring stuff like that, nothing special.” You answer, feeling a little sheepish. You notice Connor perk up, but don’t mention anything. Mainly because he’s a genuinely intimidating person, but hey.

“Oh! You like knitting? Connor here loves to knit!” Cynthia exclaims, gesturing to her son. “Of course he won’t let us see what he makes, but he’s always having to go out and buy supplies.”

Connor face palms. Really hard. “Fucking hell.” He mutters, getting up and trying to retreat to his room.

“Connor honey, sit down. We have company.” Cynthia orders. He does as he’s told but sports a very irked expression.

The rest of dinner after that was awkward, the tension that hung in the room earlier even heavier now. Everyone tried to ignore the fact that Connor seemed uncomfortable and angry. Still, the sets of parents continued to make civil conversations while both you and the Murphy teens chewed in silence. By the time everyone finished their meals, your mom said it was probably time for you all to head home. Thanking the Murphy’s for dinner and saying individual goodbyes, you and your parents were out the door.

Well, that could have gone worse.

* You woke the next morning to the dreaded beeping of your alarm, rolling over to shut it off before you went crazy. Realizing what today was, you took a deep breathe and groaned.

“This is it. Let’s make it count, me.” You say to yourself, jumping out of bed and getting ready as fast as possible since you had to be at school early to get your schedule. The car ride to school went faster than you wished it would have, and before you knew it you were climbing out to go inside.

You made your way to the front office, went through all the necessary introductions, you had a teacher run you through where your classes were and took your printed schedule. Heading to your 1st period English 4 class, you clutched your coffee tighter and trudged through the hallways.

When you walked through the door, you glanced around the room to see what seats were taken and which weren’t. Your eyes landed on a familiar face; Connor Murphy. Your new neighbor Connor Murphy, to be exact. You smiled lightly, taking comfort in knowing there was someone you were at least a little bit familiar with in your class. You walked towards his seat and sat down beside him, analyzing his face as he looked up at you. His expression was blank.

“You?”

“Uh.. Yeah. Me.”

Connor rolled his eyes, but spoke again. “Didn’t know you were going to this school, (Y/N).” He said, definitely uninterested.

“This was the only public school in my district, so here I am.”

“By the way you present yourself I’d assume you belong in private, but okay.”

“What does that mean?” You questioned, confused.

He let out a small laugh to himself and answered, “You just seem like a goody-two shoes, prissy type of girl. To clarify, the type of people I don’t hang around with.”

You scoffed. “I am not a priss! Do you know how judgmental it is to make that assumption about someone because of one totally silent dinner and one outfit? Because that’s kind of a dick move, Connor. Plus, I’m new and literally don’t know anybody else so if you could do me the miraculous favor of just letting me sit next to you, that’d be fantastic. Cut me some slack.” You said with full sincerity. It was a small comment Connor made, but you were picked on at your old school and you weren’t standing for anything this time around.

You noticed his face fall a little bit, but he still bit back with “Whatever you say, princess.”

“Great.” You muttered, sarcasm dripping from your voice. Before Connor could react, the teacher waltzed in holding a hot pocket.

“Hello class,” he began with a sing-song voice, “I’m Mr. Reyes. I’m your teacher for English 4. I’ll allow you to sit wherever you want, just as long as you don’t disrupt my class. Now! Let’s go over the curriculum.” Mr Reyes practically sang his introduction.

To your surprise, Connor leaned over to whisper to you. “I have a feeling I’m going to need a lot of distractions from this guy.” He placed a note on your desk, and you read the writing.

Connor(me): 973-409-3313

You gave him a quizzical look, but pulled out your cell phone and quickly added his number to your contacts. Sending a new message, you simply typed ‘sup’. Connor smiled, pulling out his phone too and immediately logging into it to message you back.

Connor M Who brings a hot pocket to school? Lol

You laughed softly to yourself and wrote back.

(Y/N) Mr. Reyes apparently. What classes do u have?

Connor M Why? Wanna see if we have any more together?

(Y/N) You wish. Whatev, idc. So Connor. Knitting, huh? Your mom said u like it B)

Connor M Fuck off it’s therapeutic

(Y/N) Rude. So u actually do it?

Connor M Yeah. Problem?

(Y/N) Nah, I love knitting. I make lots of hats, scarves, socks, and I made a sweater once. It’s pink

Connor M Cool. Never tried hats b4. Or any of that other stuff.

(Y/N) Huh? So what do u make?

The bell rang.

Time had gone on so fast that you didn’t realize an entire period has passed. You locked your phone and packed up your stuff. Connor did the same.

“See ya, Murphy.” You called, standing up and turning to leave the class.

“Yeah, see ya.” Connor looked up at you, watching you leave. His eyes seemed kinder than when you first walked in.

* You somehow made it halfway through the day okay and found your way to the lunchroom, which was an accomplishment. Major accomplishment. Now your main challenge was actually finding people to sit with. You could either stay inside in the lunchroom or head out to the courtyard outside. You decided on the latter, thinking if you were going to be alone you might as well do it in a less crowded place with nice weather. The sun’s out today.

You carried your blue lunch box and pulled out your phone so you could pretend to be texting while walking to the courtyard. It was less embarrassing to be alone that way if you look like you’re busy anyways. Typing random letters into your notes, you collided with someone. Directly slamming your face into their chest, collided. Talk about humiliating.

You looked up, already beginning to spew out frantic apologies when you saw who it was.

“Oh my god I’m so sorry I didn’t- Oh. Connor.”

“Pfft. Look where you’re going, much?” He asked, looking down on you.

“Hello to you too. Sorry, I was just trying to find somewhere to sit.” You told him half-heartedly.

“On your phone?” He raised an eyebrow. “I don’t think your phone will tell you where to go.”

“You don’t have to be rude about it.” You throw out. You look at the ground, avoiding Connor’s gaze. “Can I sit with you? I don’t really have anywhere else to go.”

He didn’t answer for a second, which worried you. You lifted your head to see him, and he looked slightly confused, but he nodded his head. “Follow me.”

You walked with Connor to a small picnic table under a tree where he had a soda and a sack lunch splayed out. You sat down and unpacked your things, and you both ate. There wasn’t much conversation, but it wasn’t total silence. It wasn’t bad.

The rest of the day passed you by oh-so-slowly. You were beyond relieved when you finally got to go home. Your mom came to pick you up since you didn’t have the energy to drive. She made the average 'how was school’ small talk until you got home, but after that she let you be and you went up to your room, flinging yourself onto the bed. Ugh.

Your phone buzzed and for the second time that day, you saw a brand new message from Connor Murphy.

Connor M How was ur first day? Our school sucks

(Y/N) I mean? It was okay I guess. Didn’t make any friends but I made it through ok.

Connor M Wrong. U made me

(Y/N) Yeah?

Connor M Yeah.

You sent back a smiley face and clicked your phone off, looking out your window only to notice Connor’s room was directly across from yours. Hm.

* The next day went just as your first did. Your second went the same way. And the third. The school days went okay and other than Connor, you didn’t talk to anyone. You two texted back and forth during English and ate lunch together. You talked more than you did yesterday. When you got home, Connor would text you and sometimes you’d talk from between your windows. Slowly, you two stared hanging out more outside of school.

That’s how life went for awhile.

A couple months into the school year, you found yourself hanging out in Connor’s room at 4pm on a Wednesday. You were lying on his bed while he sat in his window sill. You were explaining in detail your favorite musical, all the tiny details included.

Connor laughed. “Jesus, (Y/N). I had no idea you were so into this shit. I knew you liked theatre but I didn’t know it was this intense!”

“Shut up, I bet you have interest in something embarrassing too. Everybody has their guilty pleasures!” You defended yourself.

Connor smiled at you, but denied it. “Yeah well, I guess I’m not everybody because I do not. No Connor Murphy guilty pleasures here.” He scratched his head.

“You’re lying. You scratch your head when you lie. Don’t think I haven’t picked up on that habit, Connor.” You pointed out. In response, Connor told you to 'fuck off’ but you persisted.

“I’m serious, what is it?!” You demanded. “I won’t shut up about it until you tell me.”

“God, I know you won’t.” He paused. “If I tell you, you have to promise you won’t tell a SINGLE person. No joke, if you do I’ll kick your ass.”

“Nah, you love me too much. You would never.” You tease. “Plus, I think we’re close enough by now. I always tell you about mine, and we trust each other enough right?”

“Something like that.” He looked at you. “Whatever, just let me get something.” He stood up and dug around in his closet for awhile until he pulled out a plastic bag full of something you couldn’t quite see yet. Regretting his choice as soon as it was done, he dumped it upside down on his bed and revealed little knitted marijuana leaves. With faces.

…

“Connor.”

“Yeah. I know.”

“Connor, these are so adorable! Who knew weed could be cute?!” You exclaimed, picking some up to examine them. “But I have to ask. What do you even do with these?” You questioned.

Connor’s eyes darted to the floor. “I sell them.”

You sent him a questionable look, which you knew he didn’t see but he continued anyways. “For whatever fucking reason people on Etsy eat them up. You can sell anything on there.”

“This is brilliant.”

Connor furrowed his eyebrows. “You don’t think this is weird?”

“No, I totally do. But it’s brilliant.

He rolled his eyes.

"Can I see your Etsy page?” You asked, hopeful.

“Why the fuck do you want to see my Etsy page?” He asked, confused.

“I don’t know, I just wanna see how many you’ve sold and stuff.”

Connor rolled his eyes again, but picked up his computer and logged on. As he opened Safari and logged into Etsy, you made quiet little cheers. Connor silently passed his computer to you so you could see his online shop. Browsing over his tiny creations, you began clicking on reviews.

“Wow, Connor! People really love these things.” You exclaim. “What do you even use the money for?”

Connor chuckled, and stared at you. “What do you think? I use it to pay for weed.”

“What?” You questioned. “Why can’t you just ask your parents for money?”

“You know how much I smoke a week? They would know. Plus, I don’t want to owe them anything. I don’t need anything from them but the bare minimum.” He told you. You mumbled something about it 'kinda making sense’ and continued to scroll through marijuana toy reviews. Reading an interesting bit, you started giggling to yourself.

“Con… You sold these at a craft fair?”

His face went red. Which was probably the weirdest thing you’ve ever seen, second only to knitted marijuana toys. He quickly snatched his laptop out of your hands and slammed it shut as you began laughing even harder.

“Somebody wrote a review and said they got some from you at a craft fair! Oh my god, this is the best thing I’ve ever heard.” You smiled ecstatically.

“No I didn’t. That lady was probably tripping on mushrooms and has no idea what’s she’s talking about.” He denied.

“Connor, don’t even try. I saw. This is AMAZING. I never would have thought you’d even be at a craft fair, let alone selling stuff!” You were practically yelling, you thought it was so amusing.

“Literally shut up, its not that fucking funny.”

“Yes it is! When’s the next craft fair? Will you take me?”

“I hate you so much.”

“Can I help you knit some more?”

“I’m never letting you in my house again.”

“I’ll give them the cutest facial expressions ever!”

“(Y/N), stop. I’m serious.”

“Make me. This is too good to-”

Before you could even process what was happening, his lips were on yours and his hand was cupping the side of your face. Just as quickly as it happened he pulled away, but he kept his face inches from yours. He smirked.

“Wow.” You blurted, your eyes darting back and forth between his own.

He laughed softly, and you were suddenly painfully aware of the fact that his hand was still resting on your cheek. You felt your face flush. Now too flustered to look Connor in the eye, you opted to look down instead. He moved his hand from your cheek to your chin and pulled it up, forcing you oh so gently to look at him which seemed to set your face ablaze.

“You told me to make you, it was the first thing that came to mind.” He explained.

You giggled softly, and then stared at him for a second. Without thinking, you took his face in both of your hands, leaned in and kissed him hard. He kissed back immediately, causing you to whimper softly into his mouth. He took this as an opportunity to slip his tongue in ever so slightly. You, without breaking contact, climbed on top of his lap and continued to kiss the boy. Gradually, one of your hands ended up tangled in his brown hair and he had one hand riding up your thigh. When you both were desperate for air, you pulled back.

You stared at each other. You, at Connor’s messed up hair and newly-planted pink lipstick marks; and Connor, at your swollen lips and red face. You smiled wide, and so did he.

“I should tell you to 'make me’ more often, huh?” You joked.

“Depends. Does this mean we’re dating?” Connor asked you.

You nodded and said, “If you want it to.”

“I do.” He answered.

“Okay, good. So do I.” You told him. “Suddenly I’m really grateful for the embarrassing craft fair secret.”

He shrugged off that comment and pulled you towards him and into his chest. You gladly leaned against him, taking in the smell of cologne and a slight hint of weed. It was nice. He kissed the top of your head and you smiled.

How cliche it was to fall for the boy next door. But you weren’t complaining.

-Mod Rae

I don’t know how to end things

#dear evan hansen #connor murphy #connor x reader #connor murphy x reader #evan hansen #evan hansen x reader #evan x reader #one shot #jared kleinman #jared kleinman x reader #jared x reader #musicals #theatre #fanfiction #mod rae #deh

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chromemuffin · 7 years

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Shoukoku no Altair / Altair: A Record of Battles

Another series I will be liveblogging, this time a wonderfully detailed manga set in a fictional version of the Ottoman Empire/Turkey (and written by a historian! how rare!). I guess Captive Prince got me started on a historical fiction kick, and I’ve been eyeing this manga for over a month wondering if I should read it or wait for the anime that comes out anyway...I decided to pick it up.

There are 18 volumes of this thing, so I suppose I should liveblogging by volume unless the posts start to get way too long. Which they may, if I get my hands on raws. I am a huge language nerd, so.

Chapter 1

First off, after reading the blurb at the end of the fan translated first chapter, I found out that the ‘shoukoku’ part of the title is a word the manga-ka made up. Composed of the words for ‘general’ and ‘country’ (a country run by generals), the translator found the word stratocracy (a government ruled by the military) fit the description best. Which is why the fan translations use the ‘Turkiye Stratocracy’, which is great because there is no confusion if you know what a stratocracy is, or take a second to look it up.

Meanwhile, the official Kodansha version calls it the ‘Devleti of Turkiye’. ‘Devleti’ is apparently Turkish for ‘state’ (so the State of Turkiye). Very different, and both good. I love translation work for this very reason. I think I prefer using stratocracy. It’s true to the original, and clearly distinguishes this story as being an alternate version of Turkish history to those who know the Ottoman Empire was a monarchy. There are already quite a few unfamiliar words around.

But. I also find myself liking Devleti of Turkiye haha.

HM THIS WILL REQUIRE MORE THAN ONE POST. There is so much to talk about before getting to the chapter itself.

First: the cover

all of them are so beautiful. The amount of detail in every article of clothing from the hat to the jewels to the pattern embroidered around the hem. And the sword. I know nothing about Turkish history or culture (and forgot what little my american schooling taught about the ottoman empire), but a quick search for Turkish swords yields some examples of the more intricately decorated ones. The manga-ka is a historian/majored in Turkish history which. is great.

It’s a pity the Kodansha volumes are digital only?? I’d pay for a physical copy (but don’t hate myself enough to buy a Jpn copy...historical stuff has too many complicated kanji)

I wish I knew more about their style of dress because it’s drawn so well. I’ll look that up another time.

I really love the asymmetry with the glove he wears for his golden eagle to land on. It’s not in every illustration, but it even goes up to his elbow as it should for a larger species of bird, apparently. it’s just. so much great detail.

his shoes

He has this like teeny tiny waist that is totally out of proportion with his massive hats. Also: how do you even figure out where all those folds go in those clothes.

Also, it uses the Turkish word for ‘chapter’, faşil. I’m assuming that’s the right one, of course. Manga likes to change up the words they use for chapters depending on the setting.

ANYWAY FINALLY THE STORY

Why is one of the months called ‘sugar’ in Turkish (sheker, or şeker more technically)??

Look at him, striking a cool pose. I find it funny that he strikes all these confident poses, but he’s actually quite tiny next to everyone else. He probably does it because 1) he is confident in his own abilities and 2) he’s still a teenager in a world of adults, and it’s held against him in this chapter. His inability to do anything later frustrates the hell out of him as it is.

AND HERE COMES HIS BIRDIE. my favorite already

the fuck this type of bird was supposedly used to kill wolves

and it weighs 8-11 lbs depending on male/female

This kid is stronger than he looks. Although, his is male (named Iskander, so I assume), and the males weigh less (avg of 8 lbs) but still. I guess that’s why he has a male one. The females are massive and would probably dwarf his tiny self.

How is this not a wonderful shot, though.

Also, thank goodness for katakana or else I’d have no idea how to even approach pronouncing his name.

As for the situation itself, we jump right into things with a national crisis.

He looks younger when caught off-guard.

Tell me you did not carry that 8 pound bird aloft on your arm all the way here.

The official translation forgot Halil’s nickname/title “大都市” (large city/metropolis).

And this is where things get interesting. Usually in the peace vs. war debate, one side will always seem unreasonable no matter how hard the characters try to convince you otherwise, but I like how this one is set up.

On one hand you have the side that wants war, sees the enemy nation as a threat, and even throws in that ‘do you want to make a scapegoat of one of your countryman just to avoid war’, though can’t really tell if that’s sincere sentiment or not.

But then the old guy, Halil just says ‘yes, if it means peace’. Kind of a classic argument? Reminds me of Akatsuki no Yona, and the state of their country before the story starts.

this. just. his face. I needed to show the two together. Zaganos is obviously not impressed.

and therein lies the problem with politics: its not really about what’s right. I mean, everyone in the room can probably guess that their own soldiers weren’t responsible. But for all present except Mahmut, the meeting was never about finding out the truth.

Also, I love how he rants to Iskander, and even asks him a question directly as if he can answer.

o.o don’t ask me i’m just a bird

Halil calls him “Mah-kun” in Japanese, but the English version gets rid of this. It’s a pity, since it shows how close they are.

“You only just became a pasha, and now this. You must be exhausted.”

Dude, if he’s exhausted then what are you. You’ve had this position for 20 years.

And! yay! He’s angry at himself and his inability to do anything, rather than be angry at Zaganos. Shows that he really is more mature than he looks (especially with his grumpy facial expressions and petite self lol)

He looks just like his mother. D: poor baby iskander and mahmut

the amount of detail in this manga. see the rabbits hanging in the corner?

also about the next panel: holy shit he fucking heard that??? his mother getting killed right in front of him, and he managed to stay quiet. poor terrified child like holy shit. and he managed not to crush little Iskander

I’m not going to show it, but if you look closely you’ll see she was not only stabbed in the chest, but also had a hand cut off at the wrist. wtf

every panel is so pretty jslethasdk the amount of detail in every background

his expression here just kills me. he’s just coming to the horrible, heart-wrenching realization of what has happened and UGH

I just really like his range of expressions. He’s just so damn uncomfortable with his elder, a guy he obviously respects and has a history with, bowing to him like that.

How can your heart not break seeing this. All he has left is his bird, the bird whistle, and the container for holding the bird’s meat.

Oh you conniving bastard- I actually thought the Emperor was in on it until the second read through I’m doing now. It was hard to notice since the panel just cuts from one scene to the next.

TINY CHILD YOU. Mahmut is taller than Halil counting the headpiece but he is made to look so tiny in front of adults. I think he’s supposed to be around 17 at the moment?

Man, he had a plan. How the heck did he have time to prepare the animal blood anyway? What a classy way to deal with your enemies.

I’m also happy that the manga-ka can draw birds so well. Iskander looks lovely.

...And that is actually really fucking scary. Those golden eagles are huge and strong enough to take out wolves.

The subtle expressions are great. As is the exchange between Mahmut and Zaganos here. They will probably clash again in the near future, but it seems they’ve gained a little more respect/acknowledgment for each other.

And now THIS, this is very interesting.

It looks like a statue, and that is clearly Mahmut and Iskander. I won’t make any guess though, I’m usually dead wrong with speculations.

I love the lines in this though, so fluid with Mahmut and straight and angled with the knight guy.

onward →

#shoukoku no altair #the very long altair liveblog #image heavy post #long post #im sorry my thoughts jump around so much #i was more tired than i thought #altair vol 1

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