#edwardslostalchemy

My contribution to an art trade with @edwardslostalchemy ! They requested Uzura as a ballerina, and I couldn't decide on a pose or color...

@edwardslostalchemy Ask and you will receive! 😊

“The story you’re writing is pretty cool Fakir !

- Really ?

-Yeah ! I hope everything will go right for the princess and the knight !

- Yeah... Me too.”

;u; thank you for the ask!!!! <3 (also i’m so sorry i’m very wordy when it comes to this stuff, i can’t shut up lol)

😪: a piece that was meant to be short but took on a life of its own

for this one, i’m gonna name a whole series but it’s kat’s @sunshineijirou and my tododeku+kiribaku series where the two couples go on double dates. originally kat meant for it to be just a cute little oneshot and brought me onto it to help her flesh out the tododeku bits, and now as it stands, we have two fics published and...three? four more? partially written, including the tododeku ‘getting together’ fic that i’m currently working on as a prequel of sorts. i don’t know how one fic idea spawned into the beast that it is now but i love it. xD

😡: a paragraph/section that gave me a lot of trouble

i had a lot of trouble with the first part of shouto’s introductory chapter in be the very best (like no hero ever was) (bnha/pokemon au). particularly this part:

 “Hi, Shouto. You can call me Hana,” Hana said with a smile. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”

 Shouto nodded silently, not trusting his voice with the anger that swirled inside of him. When that didn’t raise a response from the boy, Hana tried again.

 “Are you ready to meet your new Pokémon?” she asked. “He’s excited to meet you!”

 “I…” Shouto started, then stopped, his words getting caught in his throat. He didn’t want this, he didn’t want this, he didn’t want this!  

 He wanted to be able to choose his own Pokémon…to go out and catch it like all the other kids…

 Why did his father have to force him into everything?!  

 He took an unconscious step back, away from Hana, his hands curled into fists and clutched tightly at his chest.

 Enji sighed heavily from behind him and gave Shouto a rough shove. “Shouto...have you forgotten your manners?” he chided his child gruffly. “Kirishima-san asked you a question.”

 “Hey, now…” Hana started, her dark brows furrowed. “He doesn’t have to talk to me if he doesn’t want to, there’s no need to force him.”

 Crossing his arms, Enji just scoffed as if Shouto was causing him the biggest inconvenience of his life.

 Shouto looked at Hana, who was watching him with patient eyes and the tiniest smile that he could just barely see. He felt tears welling up, the tear duct of his injured eye already prematurely leaking salty fluid that burned the still healing skin. Shouto hiccuped, trying to keep the sobs from coming out.

 He needed to get away...needed to hide. He couldn’t show weakness.

 Shouto turned on his heel and ran, past the car that brought him here, past the fence that separated the breeding clinic from the outside forest.

not only was it difficult for me to write because, well, endeavor is a dick, but i also share a lot of similarities with shouto regarding childhood trauma and any time i have to write about it, it can be tough for me to get through. but with kat’s help, i got there in the end, and shouto got to meet his vulpix for the first time~

👉: a WIP i’d like to try and finish next year