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Sonar art okay…?
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So... Yeah, I did a thing for AdHoc contest. I had only 2 weeks, it's the first time I write/translate my stories to English, in the end I was hella sleep-deprived and exhausted but proud of myself. Please check it out, I worked so hard on this 🥺
Also this story is deeply personal, cause of my struggles with depression, anxiety, death of a parent, loneliness and other sad stuff. I intentionally put those feelings in the text, cause my art reflect my experience, it's a way to process, share with others, communicate and hopefully make people feel stuff
I’m surprised you didn’t make a joke about Flambae’s fire powers with the whole hot thing
Everyone already knows he’s hot, no need to stroke his ego even more
I’m sure he strokes himself enough for all of us
Last time we spoke they were writing gerard way magical girl au fanfiction so you cannot understand the feeling I got when this popped up in the middle of my emotionally ruinous fanfic reading session
Pacific Rim Au - Flambert
There’s a certain sense of peace, falling to your death. Robert would certainly know, this wasn’t his first rodeo.
What he didn’t expect to feel is… he really wished it wasn’t his last.
See, he had fallen from the sky more than once, like a really stubborn fallen angel, eager and desperate to be back and prove himself worthy, even if God itself had refused such recognition.
He knew all too well this feeling of freedom, of weightless, of having nothing more to do. He knew, and for most of his life, he cherished it. He welcomed it.
But now… he truly wondered if he deserved another day, if he could ask for more, because god fucking dammit he wanted, he craved, he was hungry for it.
For life.
It was truly a shame that when he had finally found this feeling that is and always has been within human nature, he would not preserve it. He would not live.
He just wished he could have enjoyed a little longer.
But mind you, reader, this is not how this story started. And I should be humble and tell you the entirety of it. I think Robert deserves it, don’t you?
And per we start his story, and he is falling, again. And again. And again. Towards the endless sea. Towards the concrete of his father’s workshop. Towards the darkness of his feelings. Towards hate, and anger, and sadness and… and surprisingly, love.
Oh, so so much love. Truly, it would be cruel to let it go to waste.
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Hey hey, so, brainstorming some thoughts of this au. This was written while I was showering, waiting for the mascara to do its job on my hair. Don’t judge me. Oh, English is not my native language so… sorry for any mistakes.
I surprisingly have almost everything in my head right and ready I just really need to… write. Yep. Hope you like it!
So Cute how she uses her tail as an extra arm >:3