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One page concept I drew earlier, the idea given by @mikariin who had me at Blackbeard the bear and my head decided to work the other fuck, and fuck a lot
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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Home, right? | Self para
Ace sighed running a hand through her long brown hair. This room wasn't something she was used to. She was used to hearing the incessant banging of drums or the tv all the time. Her dad's house was never so..silent. Ace hated silence. Silence left her room to think about her mom and the bad things in life, but she wasn't optimistic for nothing.
Shaking her head, Ace placed the last of her clothing into the closet and drawers. She'd spent all night unpacking and arranging her room. She figured that her roomie wouldn't appreciate her normal messy style of living, but she didn't expect the clean to stick. She sighed as she pulled out her pictures and thumbtacks. The least she could do to make this new location feel like home was hang up some pictures.
She shuffled through the pictures finding the ones that reminded her most of home. Smiling she pinned the first picture to the bulletin board behind her bed, a picture of her and her dad taken by a friend on her fifteenth birthday. She pulled out another photo and pinned the picture of her and the other children of the Maine to the board. The pictures went on ranging from photos of her in her favorite meadow to pictures she had taken and even the pictures of her and Dex in the tree no matter that they made her sad they were still some of her favorites.
When the pictures were done she sat on her feet and looked around the room. She liked how it had turned out. She'd brought her own multicolored sheets and posters and the pictures made it feel more like home, but it wasn't the same without the drums. Shaking her head, Ace looked around for her running clothes. Today would be a good day for a run and it'd make her feel better.