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Part 2āØ
Lucio: Appears with a Devil cosplay on a graveyard
The fandom:
Meeting the Star āļø
God I love Julian and this route sm
New comic! Iām gonna try and finish this one. Lmk what you think!!!
I couldve sworn I posted this Mallory picš
But I didnt so HERES THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, MALLORY HARBINGER
Mallory gives me a gay panic and Iām okay with thisāØ
Not your fault
Mallory awoke to the sound of muffled crashing.
As she sat up, smothered in the darkness of her room, she squinted at the clock. 1:34.
Another crash came from outside her window. Mallory frowned and yawned. She was careful to avoid Mia-Jo's sleeping form as she got out of bed. Her sister couldn't handle sleeping alone as of late, and Mallory didn't blame her.
She quietly crept forward, listening intently for another noise.
There was the sound of something hitting a wall, and what oddly sounded like crying.
Mallory was so busy trying to pinpoint the location, she almost didn't notice her window framing what was producing the noise.
As she walked towards her window, she was able to peer into Mike's window, which sat adjacent to hers. Her brow furrowed in worry as she caught sight of something flying past the glass, shattering on the wall next to it.
Mallory wasted no time opening the window and climbing out. Her wings unfurled and stretched at the sudden use, before she leapt from the sill. Gliding across the space between, her wings flapped as she gained purchase on the jutting base of his window.
Her nail clacked softly on the glass as she forced it open.
Now she could hear everything. There was a stuttering flash of green and the unmistakable sound of Mike's quirk humming in the air, and Mallory narrowly avoided a book that was sent flying into the wall next to her.
Her eyes slid across the chaos of his room, before they landed on Mike himself.
He was a mess. His shoulders heaved, T-shirt soaked in sweat as he trembled on the floor.
He was muttering something, so fervently she almost couldn't make it out.
She stepped into the room, glancing down when her foot met soft, powdery soil. A pot of flowers lay on its side, cracked and its contents strewn.
"N-Not my fault! I couldn't do anything-!" Mike was full blown sobbing, eyes squeezed shut. His hands alternated between flailing and digging marks into his arms, tears staining his face in visible layers.
He screamed again, leaping haphazardly onto his rear, backing up into the side of his bed. "I didn't-didn't do a-anything," he gasped, through hiccups and clenched teeth. "I-I-I-" he began digging his nails into the nape of his next as he curled into himself.
Mallory watched in horror, her chest tightening painfully. Mike was beside himself in grief, tormented by his experiences even in his dreams.
She quietly made her way through the toppled furniture, the books and various items on the floor.
"Mike..." she said softly.
He looked up, gasping in a way that made it clear to her how terrified he was. His hands came up instinctively to sheild himself and Mallory caught them gently.
"Mike, it's okay..."
The silence was filled only by his ragged breathing, as he stared at her in confusion. It was the look of someone who thought they were a killer, and it broke Mallory's heart.
"Mal?" he said finally, voice trembling and hoarse.
She nodded, pulling her classmate towards her into a hug. Mike stiffened for a moment, before going limp and wrapping his arms around her bicep. For a long moment they stayed like that, Mallory breathing as evenly as she could to encourage his own breathing back to normal, running her claws gently over his scalp.
"I'm so tired, Mallory," he sighed, and she could hear him on the verge of tears.
""I know..." she whispered.
"I-I feel like it's my fault."
"It's not. It was never your fault, Ikes," she murmured, holding him closer and beginning to rock back and forth. He sighed, long and full of anguish.
Mallory felt tears of her own begin to well up in her eyes, and with a few blinks and a twitch of her nose, they disappeared.
"I can't go to sleep without seeing..." he trailed off, as if his throat closed to keep the words from leaving his mouth.
"She wouldn't blame you, Ikes. She loved you."
At that he began to shake, and she realized he was crying. The kind that didn't make a sound, the kind that stole all your breathe and stung your eyes.
Mallory looked to the side, finding his bed covered in muddy water and flower petals. There was no way he was going to sleep here tonight.
"Hey buddy, come with me," she said, beginning to stand. Mike did his best to stand with her, stumbling on a bottle of water as he went.
The loud crunch and the sound that it elicited out of the both of them was enough to send Mike into a fit of giggles.
It felt good to laugh. His eyes hurt and his body was warm and numb from the panic attack he just went through.
Mallory chuckled, smiling at the sound of his amusement. "You can't sleep on your bed, it's low key ruined..."
Mike looked over and snorted. "Ay-Yi-Yi. My marigolds," he whined, but Mallory knew he wasn't too unhappy about it.
The halls were cold as the two walked from his room. As they began their journey through the hall, the door next to Mikes room opened and Lysander poked his head out.
It was obvious that Mike had woken him up, as there was concern written all over his face.
"Hey, Mikey, are you okay?" he said quietly, hugging the doorframe. He was always one of the sweetest boys in their class, always kind and could never throw an insult at anybody.
Mike sniffed and nodded, wiping his eyes.
"Yeah, I'm okay... just had a nightmare... accidentally got water and dirt all over my sheets too," he grinned that classic Mike Maddox grin.
"Oh no!" Lysander shuffled forward, pointing over his shoulder with his thumb. "Would you like to sleep in my room?"
Mike looked at Mallory, unsure if she had other plans, but the draconic girl merely smiled kindly.
"Yeah, uh, sure!" Mike smiled back, turning to Lysander. "Thank you!"
Mallory ruffled Lysander's hair as she passed him, chuckling. "Goodnight you two."
"G'night!" Lysander replied with a giggle, as Mike waved at her.
"Ay!" he said, walking up behind her. Mallory turned just in time for Mike to wrap his arms around her, squeezing softly. "Thank you... y'know, for helping me," he said, making Mallory snort at the tickling sensation of his words against her torso.
She patted his head. "Anything for you, Ikes."
With that, the two parted ways. Mike climbed into the pastel pink sheets of Lysander's bed, allowing the smaller boy to cuddle into him.
Mallory stepped back into her room, and closed her window with a sigh.
The cold, hard lump in her throat hadn't left yet, and she quickly wiped away a few tears that escaped over her eyelids.
Mia-Jo was still fast asleep, always having been a heavy sleeper. Mallory climbed back into bed, turning her pillow to the cold side.
GIVE. HER. AND. HER. AMAZING. TALENT. LOVE. RIGHT NOW BEFORE I STEAL YOUR TOES š”ā¤ļøā¤ļø
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This is 2017 compared to 2020 HHHHH THAT ART IMPROVEMENT THOUGHHHH
I just need to get this off my chest, but -
Bakugou Katsuki from the BNHA OVA 2 hits different for some reason and I really can't explain why š I just feel like he had a lot of great moments in it like:
His weird rivalry with this visiting student! Oh my god, when I tell you those scenes with them together had me laughing!! š
Just two angry, feral men - nothing to see here.
Also, just as a side note: I've always really liked this line about starting fights you can actually win, cause it just makes me think like, once you start fighting for something, then you better keep fighting for it until you've got nothing left to give - which is kind of Katsuki's whole life motto - but even if it's not how it's meant in this context, I like the quote on its own type thing! I don't know, I find it so motivating?? Ahaha
Also really liked this moment with All Might and Aizawa-sensei! Where Aizawa was explaining that in hard times, sometimes it's best to teach patience and self-control (when I tell you I knew exactly what was coming next as Katsuki came barreling through the forests, explosions blasting, like he does best š)
But then All Might delivered this little line after it -
and ahh he sounded so giddy?!!? Like he was genuinely excited to see what kind of over-achiever bullshit Katsuki was going to deliver during the training??
Bro, Katsuki would lose his mind if he knew All Might had been so excited to watch him in action - like his all time favorite hero was there talking about how not everyone is like that and sounding so happy about it, ahaha! I just thought it was a great little scene!
And Katsuki really delivered on that over-achiever shit. The way that he was able to figure out that it was Jirou that had detected him approaching and then immediately neutralized her?
I thought a lot of his fighting was really badass!
"I'm already done." Another line I thought was really well done because he didn't brag or anything like that. They just asked where the enemies were and he's just nonchalantly like ^
I thought this bit below (fighting against the visiting students) was really cool too; how he was able to jump up before the paralysis kicked in, and then got to deliver this snappy line once he snapped out of it?
I thought it was a really cool moment, like he's just been ragdolling in the air, completely paralyzed, and then he comes back and has a snarky one-liner, it was just all very on point! š
ALSO AHHH THE SCENE WHERE HE BITES THE ZOMBIE VIRUS GUY EVEN AS A ZOMBIE Y'ALL AHAHAHA I CRIED REAL TEARS LAUGHING AT THAT SHIT fucking dead ā ļøā ļøš
Anyway - I don't know what the point of this post was. I just felt like I needed to express my love for Training of the Dead Baku because for some reason he has all of my heart (??) and I really hope someone else understands what I mean by this.
He had such cool fighting tactics and fun sassy one-liners and he really just hit different in this one, and if you don't see what I mean then I can't explain it to you, aha! š
Stay feral, you amazing porcupine boy. I am rooting for you. š§”šš¼
ššš i love him!!
I. AM SO. HECKING. PROUD. OF. THISSSSS
LOOK AT HOW PRETTY MY CALI BABY ISSSSS AHHHHHHHHHH
My demon OC Cogan!! I revamped him Halloween but forgot to post it! Iām trying to keep my Tumblr up to date with my art pieces since Instagramās hashtags are down till tomorrow. But this is Cogan! I really hope he does well
Oh Youāre a Hawks Stan?
(Yes Iām not sparing the Hawks stans either)Ā
Are you a perfectionist? Or do you try to be and when you donāt fulfill your own set goals, you berate/scold yourself, like writing, painting, etc?Ā
Do you weigh your self-worth by how much youāve done for others or your accomplishments, instead of who you are?Ā
Do you work so hard, that you experience burn-out, yet you donāt feel like you deserve rest or know what to do during a burn-out?Ā
Do you feel inadequate in your own strengths?Ā Ā
Do you try to be productive during your breaks, even if itās after a stressful task like studying or cleaning, because you donāt want to feel useless?Ā
Do you constantly give yourself to others, yet donāt let anyone peek into your own problems because you know they wonāt do anything or canāt solve them?Ā
Do you observe and analyze your surroundings?Ā
Do you use humor (memes) to cope, instead of confronting your problems?Ā
Are you often misunderstood? Like no one listens to your claims, even if they make sense, because of how much you put a strong, joking front?Ā
Is that overconfidence or an ego that tries to hide your self-hatred and insecurities?Ā
Are you lonely despite being surrounded by friends?Ā
Are you a social person yet only have a few people you trust or call friends?Ā
Are you secretive?Ā
Are you the one who doesnāt ask for help, because you feel as if no one else, but you can do it right?Ā
Do you sometimes come off as cold or unfeeling, because of how practical you are? Does it scare you too?
Do you put yourself down when you make mistakes?Ā
Do you rely on food or other substances just feel some sort of relief and/or joy?
Dissociate?Ā
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I feel called out
Self-indulgent doodle I did
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not gonna clown kirishima for always following bakugou like heās some sort of lost puppy because, to his credit, he has had to rescue bakugou a LOT
Broke: Kirishima follows Bakugou around like a lost puppy cause heās so whipped and doesnāt have a backbone
Woke: Kirishima follows Bakugou around cause he knows heās the only one Bakugou will listen to when he starts raging on their classmates and heās had to save this dumbass from being attacked so many times cause he just runs off on his own
Bakugou Protection Unit: Kirishima Eijirou
Compared to when Kirishima isnāt around
Aocjdnsox -
Bakugou, the minute Kirishima leaves his side:
Seriously though. Itās either that, or Best Jeanist gets his hands on him and gives him an even worse blow than any villain could:
a blow to his ego
Look at what happens when Kiri isnāt there to protect him.
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This addition -
I am dead š