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Tegami Bachi
Hiroyuki Asada
#tegami bachi#letter bee#hiroyuki asada#manga#mangacap#shounen#shonen#action#adventure#drama#fantasy#mystery#psychological#deliver#letters#job#gauche suede#monochrome
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Today’s Big Bro (and figure) is Gauche Suede from Tegami Bachi! He loves his little siblings!!
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The way this guy draws clothes is so satisfying to me
And although the lack of gray values makes it difficult to understand what's happening at times, I love the high contrast style
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テガミバチ | 藤沢☆F☆あきら
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Letter bee panel redraw
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reread letter bee over the last few weeks! i cried so many times overthis beautiful and heartwrenching story🥲 …it really is a secret gem that deserves so much more attention!!
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#Tegami Bachi#Letter Bee#My Scans#Self Scanned#Anime#Manga#JUMPSQ#Lag Seeing#Niche#Caribs Garrard#Hazel Valentine#Gauche Suede#Jiggy Pepper
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Gauche Suede: *Exists*
Me: Is this another character with a small fandom that I will simp for? Definitely!
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"To those people who live apart from one another, the letter contains the heart of the person who wrote it." 🧡💜
#tegami bachi#TegamiBachi#anime#anime quotes#Gauche Suede#letter bee#favorite scenes#favorite quotes#pieces of heart#my ♥
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#{ Chuuya Nakahara: Gravity Controlled AU-ish Verse }'#'{ Oda Sakunosuke: Revived AU Main Verse }#{ Gauche Suede: Heart Back Postanime Main Verse AU }#{ Connor Kluff: Cookies and Cream Postanime Main Verse AU }#{ Jiggy Pepper: Hawk Traveler Postanime Main Verse AU }#{ Utau Hoshina: Beautiful Voice Postcanon Main Verse AU }#{ Amu Hinamori: Goth Former Heroine Postcanon Main Verse AU }#{ Ikuto Tsukiyomi: Violin Traveler Postcanon Main Verse AU }#{ Kukai Souma: Eccentric Jokester Postcanon Main Verse AU }#{ Hatori Sohma: Trapped in Ice Canon-ish Verse }
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Pierre Balmain Haute Couture Collection Fall/Winter 1962-63.
To the left; a model wears a toasted brown tweed suit by Ascher, tweed bell matched with black suede ribbon, and on the right the model Lucia Flamini wears a black and white wool and mohair basket weave tweed suit by Bruno Bufano, large bell in white felt, large sleeve in Argentine coypu.
Pierre Balmain Collection Haute Couture Automne/Hiver 1962-63.
À gauche; un mannequin porte un tailleur en tweed marron grillé d'Ascher, cloche en tweed assortie à ruban en daim noir, et à droite le mannequin Lucia Flamini porte un tailleur en tweed natté chiné noir et blanc laine et mohair de Bruno Bufano, grande cloche en feutre blanc, grand manchon en ragondin d'Argentine.
Photo Angelo Cozzi.
#haute couture#pierre balmain#fashion 60s#1962-63#fall/winter#automne/hiver#french designer#french style#ascher#lucia flamini#bruno bufano#angelo cozzi#tweed suit#tailleur en tweed
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When Pamela Courson met Jim, he began putting his money where his mouth was. Whereas all he had previously brought to the moment was morbid romantic excess, he now had someone looking at him and saying, “Well, are you going to drive off this cliff, or what?”
She was someone with red hair and a heart embroidered on her pants over the place her anus would be. He was a backdoor man, and Pamela was the door. Pamela was the cool one.
Everything a nerd could possibly wish to be, Pamela was. She had guns, took heroin, and was fearless in every situation. Socially she didn’t care, emotionally she was shockproof, and as for her eating disorders—her idea of the diet to be on while Jim was in Miami going to court was ten days of heroin. Every time she awoke she did some, so she just sort of slept through her fast. Once, when she did wake up, she went with some friends to the Beverly Hills Hotel see Ahmet Ertegun and fainted. Voilà, there she was back at UCLA, diagnosed as dying of malnutrition. Good old Pamela, what a sport.
She would take Jim’s favorite vest and write FAG in giant letters on the back in india ink. She would go through Rodeo Drive’s Yves Saint Laurent Rive Gauche, piling her arms higher and higher with more stuff, muttering under her breath, “He owes it to me, he owes it to me, he owes it to me.”
Pamela was mean and she was cool. She liked to scare people. Pamela had control over Jim in real life. He made his audience suffer for that.
Pamela looked sunny and sweet and cute—she had freckles and red hair and the greenest eyes and just the country-girl glow. It was hard to believe her purse was stuffed with Thorazine (that horrible drug they used to give acid freak-outs). She wore mauve, and large, soft, expensive suede boots and large shawls, but even her laugh was mean.
She was so mean, she told Ray Manzarek (the worst nerd worldwide, known to his friends as Ray of the Desert) that Jim’s last words were, “Pam, are you out there?” even though he actually left a note. And she knew that the note would establish forever the literature-movie myth of Jim’s Lizard King image. Everyone hated Pam except Jim.
A friend of mine once said, “You can say anything about a woman a man marries, but I’ll tell you one thing—it’s always his mother.” “Mother,” Jim sang, “I want to ... aggghh.” Pamela was more than happy to supply the lip back: “Oh, you would, would you? Well, fuck you!”
I couldn’t be mean to him. If the phone rang at night and there was a long pause after I said hello, I knew it was Jim. He and I had a lot of ESP in some kind of laser-twisted, wish-fulfillment kind of way. I always wished he were there, and every so often, he zoomed in.
“The thing that really made people mad at him,” my sister reminds me, “was that he drank. And it wasn’t cool to drink in those days.” “Yeah,” I say, “he did drink.” Of course, I drank, but I tried to keep my drinking within the psychedelia-prescribed boundaries of okayness. I drank Dos Equis, wine, and tequila. Jim drank Scotch.
Jim drank, got drunk, and woke up bloated and miserable and had to apologize and say he loved you, the alcoholic’s ancient saving grace. Jim drank and got drunk and then was so uncool he had to walk home.
Jim drank, got drunk, and wanted to be shown the way to the Next Whiskey Bar. Whereas the Rolling Stones were ripping off Otis and Robert Johnson and Chuck Berry, and the cool and hip Buffalo Springfield were riffling through Woody Guthrie and Hank Williams with folkie touches or else trying to achieve soul, Jim was ripping off Kurt Weill, Bertolt Brecht, Jean Cocteau, and Lawrence Durrell. While the Rolling Stones were making it cool to be black and folk rockers were making it cool to be white trash, Jim was making it cool to be a poet.
One night I was in the bungalow of Ahmet Ertegun. Ahmet proceeded to tell a rather gross story about midgets in India, and when he was through, Jim rose to his feet and bellowed, “You think you’re going to win, don’t you?! Well, you’re not, you’re not going to win. We are going to win. Not you capitalist pigs!”
Jim burned his bridges in Paris. He got fatter and fatter, drank more and more, sampled Pamela’s heroin, and piled up suicide notes on a table in their rooms. Since Jim had rheumatic fever in his youth, his heart was not in condition for what he did to it there—combining insult with fuckups until finally one day Pamela came into the bathroom and Jim wasn’t kidding.
She returned to the West Coast and sued for her share of Jim’s estate until she got it and then, since three years had passed and she was now the same age Jim was when he died, she, too, OD’d and died. She left behind a VW Bug, two fur coats, and Sage, Jim’s dog. A quarter of the group’s estate was split between her family and his, and her father saved Jim’s poems and put them in a safe place in Orange County.
—Eve Babitz, from “Who was Jim Morrison?” article in Esquire, March 1991.
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tegami bachi color pages 1 (official English Versions)
(these were only in the 2011 digital versions)
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40 Day Anime Challenge Day 13: Favorite Trope: Tsundere caretakers
You know, that person that’s like, “I’m just looking out for myself, don’t expect me to look out for you.” And then they for some reason save some pathetic child’s life, “just once” because it was too pathetic to watch, and then the kid latches on, and they’re like “dude get away from me I am not taking care of you!” but then as soon as someone tries to hurt the kid, they’re like “FIRST of all, THAT is my CHILD!” And eventually they get it through their heads- “Welp, guess I’m a parent now” ...yeah I’m a sucker for that trope. Other variants include the sibling/friend/frenemy/etc that picks on someone but only they are allowed to do so and they will gut anyone else who does so.
My example here is Zazie Winters from Tegami Bachi (2009-10) When he gets paired with a younger and less experienced child for a dangerous job, he protests about the kid holding him back, only to spend the rest of the series fussing over him like “you idiot, get stronger so I don’t have to take care of you...will kill anyone who looks at you the wrong way though.”
Synopsis (From MAL): “ With his mother taken away from him and having lost everything, Lag Seeing is now a letter whose delivery has been assigned to Gauche Suede, a Letter Bee. Despite their troubling start, the two of them become friends, leading Lag to realize what his aim in life is: to deliver people's most important feelings in the form of letters, just as Gauche has done. “
#anime#40 day anime challenge#tegami bachi#letter bee#zazie winters#lag seeing#tsundere#tsundere caretaker#unintentional parent#unintentional adoption
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Yui and Akira in uniforms.
I just made Akira (Adrian) and Yui in Neon Organization Unifrom coat hoodie that is navy blue and white and drew this in colored sketch, but I didn't made a full drawing of because I was lazy to make the lines cleaner and it's really quick to draw like this leaving the lines a bit sketchy than drawing the lines cleaner. In Addition, the uniform they are wearing is a version 2 uniform of Neon Organization, but they're still keeping their casual uniform that is black white and cyan blue under the coat.
Tbh the uniforms almost look like the Black Order uniform from anime and manga series D.Gray-Man and Akira the Echidna kinda reminds me of Allen Walker from D.Gray-Man and Gauche Suede from Letter Bee (Tegami Bachi)
Yui Tachibana the Hedgehog and Adrian Akira Suzuki the Echidna belongs to EmeraldHXH879
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#art#artwork#doodle#drawing#sonic fan character#sonic fc#sonic oc#sonic original character#sonic#sonic the hedgehog#uniform#anime art#anime#anime fanart#sketch#doodles#sketchy
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