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#kyouhaba fic IS coming out soon
monkwrites · 4 years
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I can't decide what long fic to write next so I've been working on a couple things, a little at a time. A long time ago I shared the beginning of a KyouHaba fantasy AU, and a few months ago I decided to revisit it. I didn't like what I had so I started from scratch, and here's the new beginning.
He really, really hoped it could be so.
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The moon shone bright that night, bathing the garden in an ethereal light. The joyous shouts of intoxicated party guests could be heard all the way from the banquet hall, but did little to break the serenity of the garden. He wasn’t supposed to be out there, especially not this late at night, but without anyone keeping watch to deter him, it was the only place young Shigeru wanted to be. He sat happily in the old, worn gazebo where it sat prominently in the middle of the pond, watching the breeze blow ripples across the water like folds of fine silk flowing off an elegant gown. The pond lilies had always been his favorite flower, not just in the garden, but of all the flowers he had ever seen. Sometimes he wished he could be as tiny as a frog so that he, too, could rest on their broad leaves. It was a foolish idea, he knew, and he knew because his mother had told him as much. A stupid idea from a stupid child. Perhaps if he were to grow up and become a learned young man, he’d have better thoughts and his mother wouldn’t be as cross with him? One day, he was sure it would be so. And then they could sit in the gazebo together and talk and play and she would be happy like his chambermaid was.
A particularly hostile gust cut through the air, disrupting the water and shaking the bushes around him. From the gust, petals fell around him, small and pale blue, resting gently at his knees. He clenched his tiny fists in the fabric of his robes. Oh no, he’s done it again.
Shigeru reached up to shake the rest of the unwanted flowers from his hair, hoping to every God in the Six Kingdoms that there truly was nobody around who could tell his mother. If she didn’t know, then she wouldn’t punish him. He only wanted to make her happy, but it was so difficult with—
A board creaked behind him. Shigeru turned around with a start, fully expecting a guard or a maid to have found him. Instead, it was another little boy that looked about his age. He’d never met him, but he still recognized him after spending the past five days watching him from afar. Prince Kentarou stared at him, his body completely still like an animal on the hunt. His golden eyes almost glowed in the dim light. Scary.
Neither child dared speak. It wasn’t until more flowers were shaken from Shigeru’s hair that either child moved again. Kentarou stepped tentatively under the gazebo, looking from the golden lotus base up to the exposed wooden rafters. He took a seat at the far end, sitting in a way Shigeru found scandalous for a crowned prince. Surely even animals like the Kyoutani family had manners? Kentarou didn’t seem to care, he simply sat there casually, slouching like a peasant. Shigeru had been so dumbstruck that he had almost forgotten his manners.
He scooted himself around until he was facing the crowned prince. He held out his hands in a respectful bow, but received none in return.
“Prince Kentarou.”
Kentarou didn’t answer. He pulled his knees up to his chest and turned his bright eyes to the pond, as though Shigeru weren’t even there. He couldn’t believe it. How rude.
He moved again until he, too, was facing the pond. The garden no longer held the same peaceful tranquility as it had just moments prior, but if the crowned prince kept to himself, it couldn’t be helped. At least he seemed to be calm and quiet, unlike many other children their age.
Still, he was curious, as he seldom had the opportunity to meet someone like prince Kentarou. Shigeru looked over his shoulder and was surprised to see golden eyes staring at him. Kentarou looked away, his face warping into a mess of angry lines. Shigeru, too, looked away. Of course a Kyoutani would be so rude, but it still made him clench his fists with irritation.
Yet another gust swept through the warm summer air, and yet more petals fell. Letting out a small gasp, Shigeru did his best to discreetly pull the flowers from his hair, but it was as though they were never ending. He realized that perhaps they were; if they grew from his head then they would surely always grow, but sometimes they were more persistent than others.
The more he pulled, the quicker they seemed to grow. Shigeru stole another glance over his shoulder, once again to those glowing golden eyes. The crowned prince didn’t look away.
“What?!” Shigeru snapped. He regretted it as soon as he said it, but the prince didn’t seem to care. He simply kept staring. “Did your mother not teach you manners?”
“What if she didn’t…” Kentarou mumbled.
“Oh, so you can talk?”
Kentarou narrowed his eyes. “‘Course I can. Just don’t wanna talk to an Oikawa…”
Shigeru’s stomach dropped. “Well, I’m not an Oikawa.”
“Huh?" The prince cocked his head to one side. "You’re the King’s son, ain’t you? Then you’re an Oikawa.”
“Don’t you know anything?” Shigeru asked. It was all he could do not to shout at the idiot before him. “I’m a bastard, and bastards can’t be Oikawas.” They shouldn’t shout at princes, either.
Kentarou tilted his head, his face warped with confusion. “That’s dumb. What are you, then?”
“I’m...I’m Yahaba Shigeru...your highness.”
“Now you’re polite…” Kentarou grumbled. “Whatever.”
Turning away, Shigeru silently scolded himself. What had he been thinking, speaking to a crowned prince in such a way? Even a prince from a family of wild savages was well above himself in the social hierarchy. If Prince Kentarou were to tell anyone, surely Shigeru would be severely punished. He sat in silence, staring down at the worn wooden panels that made up the gazebo floor.
Why did the Prince have to come here in the first place, he wondered.
A board creaked behind him for a second time that night. Shigeru turned around once more, this time to the Prince on his hands and knees, frozen in place crawling towards him. One of his hands was outstretched towards…
“What are you doing?!” Shigeru demanded. They were only flower petals, so small and so pale, but being as they grew from his own person...it felt odd to think another might touch them.
The Prince recoiled. “I wasn’t doin’ nothin’...they’re just flowers, right?” Leaning back to sit on his rear, the Prince crossed his arms with an irritated grunt. “Was just curious…”
Shigeru looked from the Prince to the flowers and back again. He hesitated, but he plucked a flower from his head and held it out to the other boy. “Here. You can have one if you don’t tell anybody I was rude to you, okay?”
Kentarou’s eyebrows had come together as he pouted. He seemed irritated by the offer, and for a moment Shigeru worried he’d be found out, that his mother would know he came to the gardens without permission, and that his father would know he forgot his place with royalty. To his surprise, Kentarou scooted forward and accepted the single, pale little flower. Neither boy spoke the rest of the night as they sat and enjoyed the cool breeze and chirping of crickets. At one point Shigeru turned around and the Prince was just...gone, as though he’d never been there in the first place.
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franeridart · 6 years
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Do you care for any of the dekusquad?
I care for most if not all hero-related characters in bnha! But if with care you mean if any dekusquad member is between my favorite characters/if I care enough about any of them to draw them more than once every blue moon, then my Todoroki tag might tip you off, there lol
Anon said:Will you ever draw Bakukamikiri again? I rlly loved how you did them!!
Thank you!!! And I think I will, though I don’t have any project to do so in the near future, sorry!
Anon said:Soo KyouHaba day (6/16) is coming up and was wondering if you could do some seijoh next gen stuff. Yahaba is often forgot about a and Kyoutani isn’t really included in a lot of Aoba Johsai stuff. Feel free to not do anything just suggesting something
Aw sorry anon but I don’t have the time to do day-themed stuff right now! KyoHaba is currently the hq ship I’m most likely to draw for, though, since they’re the only ones I’m still reading fics for! So I don’t think any will come around 6/16, but I don’t exclude I might draw them anyway in the near future! :D
Anon said:Omg your taking part in a zine!! I’m so excited! And it’s a BakuSquad one too! Ik I’m definitely going to be buying it when pre-orders open up!
I’m taking part in TWO zines, actually!! Both the @takemyhandzine and the @sixthwheelzine !!!!! I’ll be making comics for both, and if you do decide to buy either I really hope you’ll like them!!!!
Anon said:whats a zine?
In general, a zine is an amatorially published magazine! Specifically tho here we’re talking about fanzines, so magazines put together and published by fans for other fans! The ones I’m taking part in are both about kiribaku, and will include both fanart (fancomics included) and fanfics! Depending on how much you wish to spend on it, you can also buy a bundle with fanmade merch too, and the Sixth Wheel zine is gonna have a pdf version too, in case you’d prefer to buy it like that! They’re super cool projects I’m insanely happy I got invited to take part in!!!!
Anon said:Your art style is so pretty and I love to see your amazing bnha drawing on my dash
There is literally no way I could ever stop being into d gray man ever and I’m also still following hq’s manga, yes! I dunno if and when I’ll draw for either fandom next, tho, sorry! ;^;
Anon said:Everytime you draw kiribaku I gain 1 life,,,,, tysm I love ur art SM ur such an inspiration,,,💖💖💖
Oh my g o d s thank you so much ;^;
Anon said:Your Kiridragon is the cutest, I love him and want Katsuki to protect him forever. Thank you for sharing that last story with us!!! (Ps. Can we expect more Kiridragon adventures in the future? *puppy eyes*)
Thank you for liking him!!!!!! And if you’re talking about the fantasy AU in general, I’ll 100% for sure draw more for it! If you’re talking about them as kids tho I can’t say for sure - I definitely want to, tho, right now!! ;^;
Anon said:As a suggestion, could you maybe do Kiri*Deku, whether it be romantic, platonic, or misinterpreted by Bakugou and he takes Kirishima because that’s his sunshine boy thank you very much, get your own
Aw anon sorry but krdk is…………. really not my thing, so I don’t take suggestions for it ;-; I might end up doodling them in the future anyway since I have in the past, but that’s only gonna be if I find an idea I really really really wanna draw, I’m sorry
Anon said:Just wanted to say that I love your art and I just went through a majority of your blog. But I noticed you used to draw erasermic but haven’t recently and I was wondering if you still ship it??? It’s okay if you don’t or if you just haven’t gotten the inspiration recently, I’m just curious. Anyways, keep doing what you do and being amazing
Thank youuuu!!!!! And I’ve actually always drawn erasermic super sporadically! They’re one of my main ships in the fandom honestly, but since they’re sorta hard to draw for me I rarely end up drawing them? I do still love them with all my heart tho! You can expect to see more of them in the future, for sure ;u;
Anon said:I came for my kiribaku fix (it HAD to be him I’m dying all over again) but. God ur art always blows me tf away ur so good and skilled and ur improvement in like… everything inspires me SO much so bless u and I hope u have a WONDERFUL day
I’m so glad I can inspire anyone, oh my g o o o o o o d ;O; thank you so so much!!!!
Anon said:Wow your dragon kiribaku art is so cute! Will there be a sequel!
Not for the immediately after, for now! Since Horikoshi is yet to give me the official design for Kiri’s mom //sob - but as I said up there I do want to draw more with them as kids in the fantasy AU, so maybe, yeah!!!
Anon said:I absolutely love EVERY SINGLE facial expression that Bakugou makes in your Fantasy Babies comic strip. He’s such an unapologetic little shit.
THANK YOU!!!!! I was mostly trying to convey the fact that he’s too young to think about the consequences of his actions before doing stuff like calling the rage of a dragon mom upon his city l m a o glad you liked him!!! :D
Anon said:The way you draw the baby bois has me weak 💖💕❤️💗💞💓💝 That baby dragon Kiri 💯💯💯💖💖💖😊😊😊
Thank you so muuuuuucccchhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Anon said:EYYYYY! Love your art, the newest comic made me laugh so hard that I almost chocked to death :D (Jk, I just couldn’t breathe normally) God bless youuuuuuuuuu
I’m SUPER HAPPY it made you laugh!!!!!! heck!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;^;
Anon said:You content makes my heart go doki doki doki doki doki
THANK!!!! YOU!!!!! SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!
Anon said:the way you draw wings is so cool, i love it. your art is just amazing in ggeneral to be honest, like akjdjkhdlkdl
AAAAHHHHHHHH I’M HAPPY YOU LIKE THEM I have so much fun drawing them, honestly!!!
Anon said:I love the fact that mina and kiri are cannonically childhood friends (middle school counts as childhood right??) Like I love their friendship so much and they both deserve the world.
Real, they’re adorable and I wish Horikoshi would actually have them interact a bit more in the manga, since as for now their scenes together are pretty much non-existent aside from their backstory ;^;
Anon said:THEY ANIMATED IT!!! THE HAND GRAB!!! IT’S IN MOVING COLOUR!!!
HELL YES I DIED IT’S BEEN NEARLY A WEEK AND I’M STILL DYING WHAT A BEAUTIFUL TIME TO BE ALIVE
Anon said:You with your beautiful beautiful art and Chonideno with her beautiful beautiful writing about Kiri and Bakugou makes my heart so happy and warm and just… Thank you for existing and love Kiribaku! I don’t know, your art makes me so happy
Ohhhhhhhhhhh boy what an honor to be put at the same level as mag ;^; I love her and her writing so much, honestly !!!!!! thank you so so much for the compliment, anon!!!!!!!!!!!
Anon said:Kirishima braiding his hair while he talks is both adorable and relatable. Thank you for that.
I’m!!!! mostly happy you caught it hahahaha thank you !!!!!!
Anon said:Hey. You seem insecure but your art is great. What kind of color scheme do you see for Hawks?
Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm I honestly don’t like thinking about stuff I think Hori will give me in canon soon enough? But out of instincts I mostly imagined him in shades of brown, I think - typical birds of prey and/or aviator colors, you know!
Anon said:I love ur drawings but i also love reading ur tag. They re so funny sometimes
lmao that’s good too!! As long as I can make people enjoy a couple of moments of their time I don’t really mind how I do it hahaha
Anon said:your art is beautiful anfndfnd
AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much!!!!!!!!!!!
Anon said:Hello fran, just wanted to say i’ve been here for a long long time (since the h/q times :‘o) and today i was thinking about some of your old art and if you remember, you had a soulmates au for b/n/h/a that was super good and i really loved so i wanted to tell you!! You as an artist have such an impact on me and that au is my fave of yours!! ;0; have the nicest day ever!! -soulmates anon (4 future ref!!!)
OH MAN I’m so happy to hear you still remember that one?? It was such a fun experiment to play around with, I’m glad you liked it this much!!!! Thank you for telling me omg !!!!! ;^;
Anon said:Hi, so where did you go to watch Haikyuu (I’m assuming probably Crunchyroll but ya never know) and where might I find the dubbed version?
Aw anon sorry I don’t watch the dubbed version! Since I’m Italian, I don’t really have much use for the English dubs haha I’m pretty sure you can find it on kissanime, tho!
Anon said:could you briefly go through the process of making and completing one of your comics? I wanted to start some short bnha comics but idk where to start, thank you!
Sorry this took me an age to answer - I have answered this question a while back, I think it might be in my art tips tag! But to go through it fast, my process is something like
find a line or an exchange I want to deliver, or a topic I want discussed (usually happens randomly as I’m doing other things)
spend a million years just staring at a wall or at my ceiling or anything else as I build a whole scene in my mind to have the lines or topic take the form of an actual comic (might take two minutes, might take a month)
draw a rough sketch of the whole comic - I do this with all panels (and pages, when I separate a comic in pages) on the same canvas, so that I can look at the whole scene all together and get a good sense of the general flow of the storytelling. This process includes cutting panels, moving panels around, reshaping panels, trying different poses and angles for the same panels to find the right one, writing and deleting and re-writing lines till I’m sure the wording is what I’m going for*
line the panels - I mean the actual panels, the straight lines delimitating the panel, I line them all first and put them on a separate layer
line the people!! All the characters in every panel are lined in this stage
line the backgrounds! In case there are backgrounds and the comic is meant to stay in black and white, if not then color the backgrounds! (I always start coloring from the backgrounds cause they’re the boring parts and if I leave them for last I never do them ever #rip)
in case of black and white comics, we fill in flat, gray-scale colors at this point (or, as I’ve lately started doing, I only put down shadows and leave it at that). If it’s in colors, we color the people!
Write down the dialogue!! *at this point we change a lot of the dialogue again because enough time has passed since I sketched it that I changed my mind on everything, don’t be like me
you’re done!
All of it is done on one single canvas, unless it’s a comic with separate paneled pages in which case they’re all done on their own canvas but still drawn all together. That’s about it, hope it was at least a little bit useful!
Anon said:Hi! I just wanted to thank you for your art, especially your KiriBaku. I was exactly in the same situation than Bakugou in the post tagged “bakugou being blunt about his feelings” (except we are 2 girls) , so I used it to confess to her. She said yes! X3
OH MY GOD I’m so super happy to hear that!!!!! Congrats on your gf, anon!!!!!! *throws hearts at u*
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sfw-haikyuu-nsfw · 7 years
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Nishinoya being best friends with someone online and they've never met face to face but what they don't know is that they actually have they don't know because in real life they actually hate each others guts in real life how they figure it out is your choice
I just freaking love this concept so much, lol! It just goes to show that you don’t really know anyone until you KNOW someone, but I think I read a Kyouhaba fic with this one time and I just about lost it! (I promise they won’t be the same!)
But I hope that you enjoy!
He couldn’t believe it. Nope, Nishinoya just couldn’t believe that of all the places they had to be it was in the exact same place he was supposed to be meeting his online best friend of two years for the first time. They couldn’t have decided on anywhere else to inconveniently place themselves?
With one more grumble leaving from his lips, Nishinoya stalked through the door of the cafe and tried not to make eye contact with them as he strode past to seat himself as far away from the as possible. He felt their eyes follow him the entire way, something he tried not o focus too much on. The last thing he wanted was for his internet friend to meet him while he’s in a sour mood.
Glancing down at the screen of his phone to check the time, he was relieved to see that he was about five minutes early for their meeting. The idea was spurred on quite randomly, an urge to finally meet up and get to know each other outside of a monitor. And they had both agreed that real names would remain a mystery until they were really face to face. It made the whole thing pretty exciting, actually. Ya know, if they hadn’t decided to be there too.
Ordering a smoothie, Nishinoya occupied himself with playing the games that took up more space than necessary on his phone, mind losing track of the time until he glanced back at the clock. Fifteen minutes late. He had been sitting her all by himself for nearly twenty and there wasn’t a single text from them telling him that they were going to be late.
Peeking a glance to his least favorite individuals table, he supposed he was glad to see that they were also still alone. In fact, they seemed to be looking around outside of the establishment, probably waiting for someone just like himself. Though he supposed that wasn’t his problem despite happening to be in the exact situation.
It was the ping of his phone that drew his attention away and forced his brows to furrow at seeing the simple message of ‘Where are you?’ lighting up his phone.
“I’m here,” he found himself quietly speaking the words as he typed them, “the dude with the awesome hair and the pink smoothie.”
Almost as soon as his thumb pressed on the send button did he hear the ping from another device, his gaze rising to see them - the one he wanted to avoid in that room - raise their phone to read the message he had just written out.
Feeling the surprise was one thing, but seeing it written all over their face as they turned to look at him was something else entirely. His mouth opened in an attempt to try and say something - even curse - but nothing would come forth. Nishinoya felt as though he were permanently paralyzed from head to toe.
This person that he had hated almost since the moment they met was the same person who he complained about online… about them.
He wasn’t entirely sure how to feel, how to react. But it seems that he didn’t have to, they were standing to their feet and moving quickly out of the cafe, their back rigid. Nishinoya didn’t call out for them nor did he try to stop them, it was probably the best reaction either of them would’ve gave without throwing explicit language at one another.
Locking his gaze on the surface of his own table, he felt like his head was spinning. What did this mean now? He felt as though he had found a friend and lost them within the same moment.
“Ugh!” he shouted in the small cafe louder than necessary just before he let his head fall hard against the surface of the table, “just… fucking hell.”
The next day at school was sure to be interesting.
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