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xionshadow · 1 year

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Ship bingo

*The wheel spins again*

Uhhhhhhh

Riddle/Hayato

Sigurd/Riddle/Hayato

Hiren/Dante

You have brought an mini essay onto your doorstep. Most of this will be under the cut for length and spoilers reasons. If you haven't read Undertaker Riddle, I suggest you do cuz nothing in this will make sense if you don't.

First! Starting with the main pair who drive this wonderful manga, Riddle/Hayato.

There is something so DELIGHTFULLY interesting about them. Could be the fact that the funky contracts Undertakes have are basically mini engagement rings. Could be the fact that both parties share part of their souls with the other.

WHATEVER IT IS. They are gay by default in my eyes. Despite Riddle never doing more than kissing Hayato's ring finger to make the contract ring appear (which is so funny when you read the pilot. Like The tamer version is in the pilot. How is it TAMER in the pilot for the manga?), the two are like basically a married couple? But like the old bickering phase is first and then the honeymoon phase at the end? AND DON'T GET ME STARTED ON THAT ENDING?! Just,,, LOOK these two are an item. Do not separate thing if you will. Which is sorta funny how often Riddle fucks off to god knows where in the manga.

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Next!! Dante/Hiren!! The second gayest thing in Undertaker Riddle.

I Almost marked down "They're Exes" thanks to the Dante is kidnapped arc, but decided against it. Cuz Dante doesn't even know what a Hiren is. While Hiren is just,,, he's going to be okay but he will break down and cry if Dante looked at him sideways.

These two are literally do not separate. While Hayato gets sorta antsy when Riddle runs off, that's because Hayato is functionally useless without Riddle by his side. Dante got fucking KIDNAPPED, and Hiren's response was to cry and wail like a toddler who dropped their ice cream on the floor before impulsively and (accidentally) kidnapping Hayato on a quest to find Dante.

Hiren is like THE POOR MEOW MEOW. You feel bad for him like seeing a kitten in a downpour. But the second he finds Dante (and almost dies before recovering thanks to Hayato) he goes from poor kitten in the rain to just sopping wet kitten. And then he almost single handily murders like 3 people. Stopping short ONLY because Dante never explicitly told him to kill them and was merely protecting his beloved.

Once they are properly back together as contracted undertaker partners, (which HIREN BABY, THE WAY YOU DID THAT WAS SO FUCKING DANGEROUS. YOU WERE LITERALLY GONNA DIE TO.) they work SEAMLESSLY together. Hiren is like brutal on the battle field, while Dante is verbally the most abrasive man out there.

Of course, I should mention how Roen basically says that Dante is gay to his face. Pointing out that he's "changed" and he's acting like a guy who has a wife and kids basically. Before questioning if it is Hiren, and Dante getting sorta defensive before being drugged. Poor Dante.

They are so gay, the both of them. And the official art makes me feral out here okay?

Sigurd/Riddle/Hayato. I saved the best and MOST SPOILERY ship for last.

OKAY. IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE MANGA, GO BACK TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM. THIS WILL BE SPOILERS FOR THE FINAL ARC. THE WHOLE MANGA IS ONLY 46 CHAPTERS LONG. GO READ IT.

With that being SAID. They are exes, there is attempted murder on Hayato and successful murder on Sigurd. Hayato and Sigurd literally share a soul, so they are basically the same guy. Hayato and Riddle are literally fated to be enemies due to how the plot works and yet same foes for Sigurd and Riddle w/ Hayato. Riddle is SO codependent on Sigurd. Man refused to let anyone in after the king's death so he couldn't become distracted from his goals. Riddle's devotion to both Sigurd and Hayato is just---- MMM. It's so painful. They are sweet as much as they are toxic. And Thematically? It's just perfect.

We good? Cool.

Now this is literally JUST canon for the manga! Straight up, this is how Riddle sees his and Hayato's... situationship. Riddle is doing EVERYTHING with Hayato to get his former Boyfriend/Husband/King back on the throne and destroying the catacombs together.

Riddle and Hayato end up having a proper funeral for Sigurd, and all ends well ya know? But that WHOLE final battle is just, so gay. Especially since Sigurd looks like Hayato in his late 20s. Like idk man, seems sorta fruity to me, but maybe I'm tripping.

(I would have a picture, but there isn't a picture of them together in color. Shame really.)

#undertaker riddle #Ask game #Undertaker riddle Hayato #Undertaker riddle sigurd #Undertaker riddle Dante #sougiya riddle #undertaker riddle hiren #dante farnese #dante x hiren #riddle x hayato #riddle x sigurd #sigurd/riddle/hayato #dante/hiren #riddle/hayato #riddle/sigurd #Look this is a tiny fandom so I don't expect people to care all that much.#but it's a good manga #so please go read it

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klonoadreams · 4 years

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Been on a Villainess* kick, have some of my favorites (*not all are villainess but most are)(mostly manga not webtoons, sorry if that's a deal breaker)(wow, there was more than I was expecting, feel free to ignore!)

My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom!- if you're a fan of the genre you've probably already read/watched it but! I'll rec it anyway just in case

The Result Of Being Reincarnated Is Having A Master-Servant Relationship With The Yandere Love Interest- or that one where almost everybody is reincarnated and trying to stop the bad ends

The Villainess, Cecilia Silvie, Doesn't Want To Die, So She Decided To Cross-Dress!- er, exactly what it says on the tin

Fiancée’s Observation Log Of The Self-Proclaimed Villainess- good mostly outsider pov

Endo And Kobayashi’s Live Commentary On The Villainess- if you could change the story of a game (as the player), would you?

I Am Troubled That My Fiance Is A Villain- accidentally getting involved

The Reincarnated Villainess' Dark History- reincarnated in your middle school fanfic

The Villainess Is Adored By The Crown Prince Of The Neighboring Kingdom- very shoujo

Tearmoon Empire Story- no isekai, just trying not to die

Fiancee Be Chosen By The Ring- no isekai or reincarnation, just dorks in a panicked arranged engagement

I'm The Prince’s Consort Candidate However, I Believe I Can Certainly Surpass It!- magic arranged engagement

Middle-Aged Man's Noble Daughter Reincarnation- yes, if nothing else, read this comedy

OHH, I’ve read most of them actually!!! Y’all underestimate how much me and the guys in my server just INHALE these things.

We go at them carefully, cuz some of them tend to be a bit...YEAH.

There’s one where our MC ended up with black hair and dark skin (which isn’t really dark, she’s got a light olive tone at best in the cover art) because she can control darkness that made a LOT of people wary of her, when really, she’s just a nice kid... BUT UHHH, the implications about THAT.

And not helping, is that in the comments, there were some spoilers from the novel, that later on, she loses her dark skin, like...wtf?????? EVEN WORSE, THE WAY SHE’S TREATED IS CHANGED IMMEDIATELY BECAUSE OF IT (they treat her BETTER).

I just dropped it after that, I’m not even gonna bother with stuff like that. Idk what’s going on there, but I literally cannot deal with that shit cuz of the implications. (it’s called I'm Not a Villainess!! Just Because I Can Control Darkness Doesn't Mean I'm a Bad Person!)

(literally the premise is so damaging, and like, I’m nowhere near pale, but I’m still on the lighter end of brown, so seeing that is just...it’s gross)

ANYWAYS, the Old man reincarnated as the villainess is AMAZING. Literally all started when the Zoids Mangaka was posting stuff on twitter about what HE wanted to see from an isekai like that.

I followed it pre serialization, and am currently following it now that it’s been serialized. Literally, old man KEEPS FUCKING RAISING FLAGS. BECAUSE HE’S BAD AT BEING MEAN. He’s just...A DAD. But also, really nice.

The Fiance’s Observation Log is also good!! Was following it when the LN was getting translated, and then immediately jumped to the manga adaptation when I saw it existed.

Same goes with our girl, Katarina in Destruction Flag Otome. And a lot of these, really. Eheheh, when I came across Destruction Flag Otome, I went on a BINGE on novel updates under the villainess tag.

Read the Yandere one, and I have another one to suggest, It Seems Like I Got Reincarnated Into the World of a Yandere Otome Game. Lycoris is our girl, and she’s doing her best to avoid getting killed, but like...ehehhee, the yanderes are still THERE, despite her meddling. It’s just that it turned into a softer yan, where everyone is just protective of her. It has some elements of horror and psychological stuff here, which is what makes it so interesting.

There’s May I Please Ask You Just One Last Thing? if you want some catharsis since our MC will beat the shit out of those who piss her off. The downside is that the guy interested in her is...really pissing me off, since he only likes her because everyone else bores him like. No. Just no. That’s not romantic.

If you want to use a premise like that, Fiance’s Observation Log does it better because it started off with him being a CHILD, and doing things cuz it was interesting...AND THEN HE GOT ATTACHED because of it.

The Daughter of the Albert House Wishes for Ruin is AMAZING, our MC wants to be a villainess because she has REASONS, but the problem is THAT SHE KEEPS COMING OFF AS A TSUNDERE. And the Heroine just accepts that, like “WOW!!!!”

Milady Just Wants To Relax is a good one if you want fluffy beast-kin getting treated nicely by our MC, who opens up a cafe after reaching her destruction flag. She’s having a nice time and the beast-kin have taken to protecting her. They try to stay in their human form, to keep her from feeling intimidated, when in reality, she likes their beast form. It’s just fluffy times here.

I have so many others to recommend, but I just suggest looking up the Villainess tag on mangadex.

THAT SAID, do keep an eye out for any red flags that pop up. Because you never know when you’ll come across another Abandoned Empress. Anyways, thanks for the recs!! Gonna read Tearmoon Empire Story!!

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eternalscribbles · 3 years

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(I need to excersize my writing muscle more, otjerwise I’ll just keep making bad stuff like what I’m about to sjow. But you can never get better at anytjing if you don’t use it, like art or languages! Sp that’s wjy tjis also exists! Tjis is set as a sort of alternate occurrence of Season 1, Episode 41 of Steven Universe: Horror Club. It only jas spoilers for tje ending of tje episode kinda? It only goes to a certain point in tje end wjicj overlaps, but after tjat lil part, it’s a wjole new story kinda. Paragrapj 1 is tje part tjat overlaps. It’s pretty bad tjo still, so read at risk of cringe ig. BTW it’s under a cut after P1 cuz it’s kinda long-)

Angry, screeching, the house wails and roars, keeping Sadie behind the bars of it's teeth. She screams in fear as she tries her best to climb out. Ronaldo, Lars and Steven stare forward, taking in the scene. In a quick moment of thought, Ronaldo takes Lars in a headlock and marches forward. "Hey! Let go!" He struggles in his arm. "Wait, stop, what are you doing!" Ronaldo raises Lars up high like an offering. "SPIRIT, I DELIVER THE PACKAGE OF DARKNESS! RETURN TO US THE INNOCENT SADIE!" The wall screeches Lars' name. "C-c'mon man, we used to be friends!" "And you threw me AWAY!" Ronaldo chucks Lars in like garbage. Steven calls out, "Lars!" and runs after him, Ronaldo doing the same to Steven. "No! Steven! He's not worth it!" Steven jump in with Lars, who complains. "Why does everything bad always happen to me!?"

They struggle in its mouth, but they are no match, as its tongue pushes them to its pearly whites (somehow, they were spotless) which begin to close down. And in a last minute thinking, Steven pushes Lars out the Mouth, having to stretch to do so. Leaving his gem right below the incoming dentures. They bite down with all their might, and two loud cracks echo around the room. For a moment, everyone stops, everything stops. It feels like they're all frozen in time. Suddenly, a large cloud obscures Steven, accompanied by the sound of a 'poof'. Curling in on himself, Steven shakes on the ground. At the same time, there's a 'clink' of a gemstone hitting the ground, and Sadie. "Sadie!" The boys smile, relief washing over them. Sadie smiles back and opens her mouth to say something, only for it to fall at the sight of a pained Steven. "Steven!" She rushes to his side. "What happened!?" "I... I think my- my gem- I- g-get me to- to the gems..." Each movement he makes rings with indescribable pain, and his brain is actually ringing. The boys now mirror Sadie's worried expression, although in their own way. Sadie tries to pick Steven up gently, he winces and curls in further, his arms covering his stomach. Next to Sadie, Ronaldo walks and picks up the gem. "What do we do with the spirit?" "Bring it w-with us, the- the gems'll know." He doubts his bubbling ability and the moment. And even if he knew he could bubble it, he would rather not move much at the moment. "Hang in there, we'll get you home." Carful not to harm Steven further, Sadie begins a speed walk, the boys following behind. Lars' eyes dart around as they go up stairs, go out doors, and travel through buckets worth of grass. "Is he bleeding?" "No. It might be something internal." "We did hear a crack when it bit down on him." "It BIT DOWN ON HIM?" Sadie turns her head slightly to Ronaldo. "Yea, then it disappeared!" Ronaldo waved around his arms in exaggeration. "Steven might have some anti-spirit properties! Steven, when you're okay, could I study you for research purposes?" "Wh- what? Nno!" He shifts uncomfortably in Sadie's arms as they enter the more beach-like part of Beach City, near his house. His eyes are shut tight. They delve back into conversation, but this time, the words all start to blur for Steven. They become muffled, as if they were behind a wall.

Next thing he knows, he hears the panicked screams (and gasps) of the Crystal Gems. He perks up a little, home at last. Turning his body around in Sadie's grip, which was surprisingly light yet also strong, he groans a little in pain. It burns, but he wants to see the gems. Opening his eyes feel like turning on the light after a day in the dark, they sting. Pearl has her arms out, shouting something in Steven's direction, most likely to be something of 'Don't move!', or maybe his name again. Garnet's usually quite stiff pose is broken, showing slight vulnerability even without her eyes being shown. And Amethyst, having fresh memories of being cracked, looks at him with the purest concern ever with a familiar bubbled gem in her hands. Steven strains himself to listen to what they say. "Why are we standing here, get moving! We need to get to Rose's fountain!" Pearl quickly snatches Steven from Sadie's arm, pausing for a moment as a pang of heightened pain makes Steven whimper. He opens his mouth, only to be cut off by a barrage of coughs. Pearl tried to pat them away. "Give him to me." Garnet's arms extend out to take him. Cautiously, she gives him to Garnet, who instantly spring into action to the warp pad, prompting everybody else to follow. They enter the warp stream.

Garnet's holding a weak, shaky and pained Steven, who has closed his eyes again. He shivers for two reasons now, one being the freezer that is the warp stream. Pearl is panicking, quietly talking to herself. Amethyst is fidgeting with her hands, starring at the poor boy. Sadie worriedly stares forward, her worry shared by Lars, although outwardly dulled. Ronaldo only has a bit of worry, instead examining the warp stream and asking the Crystal Gems questions they'd rather not answer in such a dire situation. Not like it mattered, considering Ronaldo would instantly switch the the next question anyway.

They quickly arrive to their destination, not that Steven notices. He's gone back into a state of complete drowsiness, any sounds of pain that accidentally leaks through being slightly more noticeable. Garnet pushes forward toward the fountain, everybody following close behind. And when they arrive, Garnet wastes no time in swiftly and harshly submerging Steven in the tears. His eyes shoot open in surprise and fear and he screams under the sort of shallow water and moves around like a madman. Good news though, he seems to have a lot more strength than before, so his gem must've fixed. With a smile, Garnet pulls a gasping Steven out of the water. He pulls up his shirt just enough to see a shining, clean rose quartz gem, no longer cracked. Garnet pulls him into a hug which he reciprocates, followed by all the gems and humans, minus Lars. Steven starts to laughs, now healed and safe, tears pooling in his eyes. Cracks littered his croaky voice.

"I thought I was gonna die..!"

#steven universe #Steven Quartz Universe #su ronaldo #ronaldo su #lars su #su lars #sadie su #su sadie #Crystal Gems #The crystal gems

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planet-crait · 4 years

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A Saltier analysis of the Art of Star Wars Rebels (Part 2)

So…..after my initial post you can find here more issues with the book where pointed out to me/I just sat looking through it noticing even more issues so….consider this a part two to my original post going over even more issues I have with the Art of Star Wars Rebels. Obviously there will be salt so if you enjoyed the book a lot and don’t want that view tainted please don’t click on below the cut. Also beware major spoilers for Rebels.

So first off we’re going to kick off with talking about some items that were very strangely missing from the book. Now full disclosure @findswoman really was the one who noticed this issue but it seriously deserves mention and I am stunned I missed it but, why are Loth cats and Loth Bats not ever mentioned in the book?

Loth Cats are a near constant presence within the series, they play some minor roles even in destroying a droid and helping distract guards. Loth bats similarly inspire the gliders that the kids use to rescue Hera! Said gliders make it into the book

Why aren’t the loth bats, the inspiration for said gliders, even in the book as well?

Another potentially controversial criticism I have is for the cover for the deluxe edition itself.

Some people may love it which is fair but personally I am not as fond of it as I am of the original cover. I get that they were trying to get a feel of the holocron in the cover but it just doesn’t vibe with me at all and I feel like they could have done something more special for the deluxe cover.

Speaking of holocrons, they do not get a proper showcase within the art book. Here is the page where it is mentioned and notice how it talks about the map, not the holocron itself.

Hell, you barely see it in the image in the book! Why? The holocrons are a big deal in the show, why are they not getting showcased when items that only make an appearance in one episode do? Even if other media showed off the holocrons, this is the art of Star Wars Rebels, if it was important to the show, it deserved a place in the book. Instead they waste space on things that were not important or even really shown in the show. Like Tatooine gets two full pages in the book:

Some of those images almost look like shots from Episode 4 which brings back the question of what the heck is this doing here? (Which I found myself asking way too much when looking through this book). Again this book should be a celebration of Rebels, not all of Star Wars. Those pages could have been used to show off key elements from the show that for unknown reasons got cut from the book.

There is just a lot of what feels like filler or wasted space in the book, for example Rex, Obi-wan, Vader, Yoda, Bo-Katan and Palpatine get two pages devoted to their characters while other main characters from the show get only one page or only half a page like in Choppers case. Zeb, Kallus, and Hera also all do not get their alternate season designs shown off in the book while Kanan, Sabine and Ezra do. Hell Rex even got an extra half a page to show off designs that never made it into the show and seemingly only exists to push Filoni’s headcanon that Rex was there with Han Solo.

Why are the main characters not allowed to be the unashamed stars of this book? Why did the editors feel the need to waste space with characters who are not the stars and have their spot to shine in other media? Original characters for this show should get full and multiple pages for their characters, not characters who have appeared in other media and probably appear in other art books.

If other side characters like Tristen and Usra Wren or Ketsun where getting these full or two pages I wouldn’t be quiet as annoyed because they are all original characters for the show, but those characters only got half a page while again, characters from other media like Saw and Mon Motha got a full page. I will say this until I am blue in the face but the original characters created specifically for Rebels should have been the true stars of this book, instead they are getting gypped and the short end of the stick while other characters the team thinks is more popular are given the spotlight. (I am not showing the pictures because, as is, this post is getting ridiculously long but I will happily share them in a reblog if anyone wants to see this).

They even included characters who never appeared in the show in the book

This is the very definition of wasted space. This page could have been used for undercover Chopper designs or season 3 or 4 of Hera and Zeb designs or one of the many many things that never made an appearance in the book that by all accounts should have been like Kanan’s lightsaber or Zeb’s bo-rifle. Instead we get stuff of Director Krennic.

Even things that had their fair share of content, still managed to miss the mark in some cases.

The Ghost in total has about six pages devoted to it which even includes concept art for it that was never used which is not a problem at all. In fact I love that! This is what I bought the book for, to see concepts and art for things that were at some point going to be in the show but were cut for one reason or another. The book would have benefited if it contained way more concept art for things like this like for example what Filoni imagined Lasan to look like or other concept designs for Zeb or hell talk about Kallus’s early days when he was originally a Chiss. Interesting stuff like that which wasn’t explored in the show but still exciting and interesting.

My big issue with the Ghost sections (yes sections) is that instead of putting everything related to the Ghost together for some reason the pages are split into two different sections within the book.

(Don’t ask my why they decided to throw concept art of the millennium falcon to go with that little tidbit instead of more concept art for the Ghost, just know this is on my shitlist too)

These are pages 48 through 51 of the book. The next time the Ghost appears is way later near the end of the book

Pages 150 and 151! Some of the split concepts for things can be explained by the fact that the book is split into several sections: Beginning, middle, and end of the show. However this does not give a satisfactory explanation as to why the Ghost’s concept art is split across two sections and not even evenly! Why not put all of the information for the Ghost all together in one section so if someone was looking for something specifically for reference or something they don’t have to look through the whole book to find it because the info is all over the place? Directly following the later pages is the Phantom II so maybe the logic was they didn’t want to just toss the Phantom in without any other context? Which….doesn’t work cuz the Ghost honestly feels thrown in for no real reason. The Phantom II being separated from the Ghost and The Phantom would have been fine because the Phantom does come in later so it being in the section devoted to later parts of the series would have been fine.

Of course, I can’t really say there is a section for the Phantom, that one image you saw back on page 50? That is the only reference the original Phantom ,something that was in the show for two seasons, get’s. One image and maybe a second but it feels more like an image of the back of the Ghost and not one of the Phantom. Meanwhile the Phantom II get’s two pages entirely to itself. Why the difference? Both ships were in the series for two seasons, why not some images of the inside of the Phantom or more shots from different angles? Why does only the Phantom II get these?

I really cannot fathom why they skimped out on one ship and gave two pages to another when both had equal importance.

Now I mentioned before that the layout of the book may have influenced the decision to split the pages talking about the Ghost, but personally I am not a fan of the layout of the book. It makes things confusing and doesn’t flow well. Here is the table of contents:

At a glance this seems fine and a nice nod to the series having four seasons, but notice there are no sub categories like textbooks that have key concepts in the chapter and what page they start on. So if you wanted to focus on character models? You would still have to spend a lot of time flipping through the sections to find what you were looking for. Personally I would have rather the book be divided by content: Characters, props, and environments. That way all things that are alike would all be group together instead of broken up into four sections across the book. Of course other art books could be laid out like this and people may like this method. This particular point is a bit more nitpicky and me being a person who was far more interested in character concept art then anything else.

I briefly touched upon this in my part one analysis of the book, but this issue rears its ugly head again in the issue of things not getting good labeling leaving the reader having to read the mini paragraphs or searching the book to figure out what it is or what is going on.

Want to know where this is?

Or this?

Or even this?

Me too, too bad the book can’t be bothered to tell you anything about these. When I was searching for anything to tell me what these images among many others in the book where, I noticed this

Which for a bit I couldn’t figure out what it was, notes accidentally left in? Some obscure reference to what it was supposed to be? Looking at other pages I noticed repeat notes that looked the same so I was starting to get even more confused until when looking through the cover pages, I finally spotted this:

Which okay fine they shorthanded the artists names in the credits right be the art….but then I noticed that not every piece of art in this book has any sort of credit along with the fact that quite a few have no label for what it's supposed to be. And while one could argue that those places are iconic enough to be recognized I have to disagree. Not everyone knows or follows all Star Wars Media that is a fan of the show. Not everyone has a great memory of the episodes within rebels or places that most would think are familiar. There is no reason to not put in a small label next to the artist credit so fans know what it is supposed to be. I could guess or try to look it up but I shouldn’t have to, the book should tell me what it is!

Even worse is the inconsistency on if an artist gets credit for the art they made. Like this one here:

No credit or anything, we have no clue who created this piece or why there is nothing here to indicate who did, and that is not fair to the person who created this piece. (I checked the next page as well even and there was nothing)

Also yes that image above the artist’s credit is another concept art from episode 4 which was slapped on there for who knows why. Again this should have been more art from Rebels. This is not, nor should it be, the art of Star Wars. It is the art of Star Wars Rebels. No concept art from other media has any business being in this book.

So many aspects of this book feel rushed or slapped together with no real rhyme or reason even though it was delayed in its release and then released early! Why? It just doesn’t make any sense and isn’t fair to the fans of this show who adored it and wanted to get this book to learn more about the show that for many fans, including myself, got me into Star Wars. We deserve more respect than this.

This book truly feels like a quick cash grab, not the thank you to the fans of the show it should have been.

Again I cannot stress this enough, if you like the book that is fine. But you cannot blow off and ignore the voices of people who are not satisfied with this book and expected so much more from it then it gave us.

#SWR #the art of star Wars Rebels #Star Wars Rebels #Salt #part two #SWR salt #let's see if the pictures get all screwed up again

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nytreecx · 5 years

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Marinette is not a Bad Designer

Alright… I’ve seen one-too many bitter posts by fans of Miraculous Ladybug disappointed by Marinette’s deep-down costume choice to not put my thoughts on the matter forward.

When considering a design in textiles, we are taught to critically observe it through two lenses: functional and aesthetic. Simply put: how it serves its purpose and its overall appearance (usually how visually appealing it is). Despite often clashing and getting in the way of one-another, they sometimes are easier to see as concepts that blend into one another. In water colour, if you paint red and blue next to each other, they are going mix to create purple. (I blather when I explain these concepts, so if you wish to get to the analysis of Marinette and Adrien’s designs skip ahead to ***)

As an example for this outlook, I’ll use a cushion on a lounge. Its functions are to provide lumbar support; help maintain good posture; filling the gaps of a comfortable sitting space the lounge may have missed; to last continuous uses; and to complement and accentuate the design of the lounge. This means function will control the shape, size, density, and – to a degree – the fabric choices such as category and type (e.g. woven and cotton respectively) of the cushion, and provide a starting point for the aesthetics via the lounge’s aesthetics. The cushion’s aesthetic purposes on a plain lounge are to create interesting and appealing focal points; on a patterned lounge, they provide plain yet grounding points to bring focus and calm to an otherwise busy design. Aesthetics therefore controls the shape, fabric type and pattern (e.g. cotton or plush, and floral respectively), and notions such as piping and buttons. I have most likely missed a plethora of points, but I am aware I am usually long winded and am an amateur.

Of course, some designs need to heavily lean to one side of planning. A wall-hanging is a piece of art using textiles mediums; therefore it will have dependence on aesthetics planning to be successful. Its function is simply to look good. A tent taken on a camping trip, however, is going to be all purpose. It wants to keep you safe from the elements, and not take up too much room in your car or weight in your backpack. If the tent is made from chiffon, with bolts of cloth dedicated to frills and decorative drapes, it will be bulky; be even more difficult to stuff into its bag than your sleeping-bag; tear easily on the first bit of nature it comes in contact with; and metaphorically take on the properties of fairy-floss when it rains, not only drenching you, but keeping you wet and trapped as the delicate and light fabric becomes heavy and collapses on top of you and whatever unfortunate soul tried to foolishly take refuge in it. One may even say its aesthetic purpose it to look durable. The only acceptation I can think of is a camouflage design, where a specific pattern and frills that mimic leaves are necessary.

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Through this, I have hopefully illustrated that the relationship between function and aesthetics is one of give and take. Adrien does not give a damn about this. His father may be a famous designer, and whether or not he has shared a few tips of the trade, this boy grew up on manga. He is going to hit this super-hero costume with as much magic-girl that his kawaii desu ne heart possesses. He’s got cuffs; a long-ass tail that has its own pose in the transformation sequence; paw prints on the boots; unnecessary seams and piping; morphed pupils (that may be an automatic change to give him night-vision); and a big bell that rings, for crying out loud. The only functions I can see are steel-caps, pockets, removability of the tail, and claws. Even then I suspect these were mainly chosen for the aesthetics. Even his seams are what you would call aesthetic seams. It’s a suit made from magic. You don’t need seams.

Marinette, on the other hand, is focused on the function of this being a superhero costume. She knows she will be going into battle. Taking leaf out of Edna Mode’s book and then the whole library, she forgoes the iconic billowing cape and anything else that would hinder or even put her in danger her while fighting. Seams, zipper tags, cuffs, tails, and bells can be exploited by getting grabbed by a villain or accidentally caught on an edge or pointy debris while dodging or escaping. She only has an allusion to antenna as ribbons rather long poles sticking out of her head will basically become handles for whomever she is fighting. The only fault I can see is keeping her pigtails (*SPOILER* which we know she can change from the leak of Kitty Noir *SPOILER OVER*). Even then they may serve to create some kind of barrier from the back for her miraculous. She doesn’t need such things as steel caps because her magical fabric is already all the armour she needs.

I’ve had fun creating alternative costumes for Marinette. With function in mind, and wanting to reference the beetle, I added plate armour to the front to mimic the underside of the ladybird; angled spikes on the arms and legs like many beetles have to catch blades and cause damage; white spots like on their head on a black helmet that conceals her identity better; and the red and black shell only as a detachable shield on the back. Apart from being a design more appropriate for an AU, I forgot one important thing that all these features I wanted as tributes to the source material took away. Marinette knew that a superhero needs to be recognisable. Hence, this is the goal of the aesthetics.

The simplicity of the fabric’s pattern is to be iconic. What’s the most salient part of a ladybird? The black spots on their red shell. What pattern has she chosen? Exactly that. She is supposed to be a hero of the people. Someone every citizen can recognise as she swings by so fast she’s a blur. Parisians are going to be attacked so often that the red with black polka-dots needs to inspire feelings of safety, so that when they see her they don’t instantly think she’s akuma they need to seek shelter from. When she rescues terrified and flustered citizens, or toddlers crying for their mother, she needs to be recognised immediately; to create a focus point for the panicked mind; and to inspire peace and a sense that it will all be okay now that she’s here. A plain pattern in bold colours is the easiest way to do this. Adrien has even done this with the almost unanimously black outfit and silhouette alluding to a cat with the ears and tail. Her simplicity is necessary BOTH functionally and aesthetically.

*SPOILER*

In the event they swap kwamiis, they retain their design philosophies, and yet are influenced by someone they love and care about’s take on it. They need to hold onto the established iconic design the other has come up with, yet express they are someone else with their own unique take on it. Adrien keeps the iconic spots as the main feature, but adds panels of black to accentuate the pattern; give a nod to the actual ratio of black to spots on the ladybird; suggest armour; and to add depth and accentuate muscle anatomy. Marinette turns the bells and whistles into lines on the fabric to remove the danger of them while honouring them. Her plat imitates a tail instead of a more-easily-grappled belt and the collar tells of her Chinese heritage. In the event of the mouse fiasco, she needs to alter her design philosophy from hero to “omg please don’t find out I’m Ladybug”. Her colours are the usual palette she wears to inspire Marinette thoughts for Chat; her hair resembles mouse ears and are definitely and defiantly not Ladybug’s piggy tails; and her stripes and spikes, and tail create the farce that she is an inexperienced hero by forgoing the ungrabblable and to be easily recognised as the animal of their miraculous holder attitude Ladybug adopts.

*SPOILER OVER*

Being a designer isn’t just “Ima add frills for days cuz that shit’s tight”; knowing that busy patterns next to each other clash; making things look visually appealing or stunning; or even knowing what’s hot this season. It’s about making something for and around a purpose. And through this, Marinette can indeed retain her title of “good designer”. Thank you for reading my one thousand and five-hundred word essay. I hope this has enlightened some confused and vexed fans.

#miraculous ladybug #ml #ladybug #marinette #adrien #chat noir #love this child please #ml spoilers #ml leaks

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Story: As Your Friend

Summary: Kik's always found making new friends tricky, which was why the mysterious Stevonnie swooping in out of nowhere and taking her under their wing was equal parts surprising and exciting. But it seems that Stevonnie has something to tell Kiki, something that'll make this friendship trickier than she could have ever imagined.(But then again, maybe not.)

Wordcount: 3,321 ao3 link

note: This fic has spoilers for the recent Kiki+Stevonnie comic. Nothing life shattering, but if you're planning on reading it, I do suggest you do that first, 'cause it's great. Meanwhile, hope you enjoy!

Kiki was not a people person.

“That’s ridiculous,” Jenny would say, whenever Kiki brought this up. “Just look at you in the restaurant! You’re amazing with customers!”

“That’s different,” Kiki would say, because it was. When she was working, she didn’t feel like herself, not exactly. The uniform gave her confidence. She had a job to do, a script to follow. ‘Welcome to Fish Stew Pizza, may I take your order?’ ‘Let me tell you today’s specials.’ ‘Here’s your bill! Thank you so much for coming!’

But just… talking to people? As herself? There were no scripts. And that was nerve wracking.

Jenny didn’t get nervous, least not about things like that. She loved talking to people, and people loved talking to her. Friends, classmates, teachers, store clerks, musicians, complete strangers… Sometimes it felt like the only people she didn’t want to talk to were customers, based on how much effort she could put into getting out of work. But point was: people flocked to Jenny like bees to a flower.

Kiki just didn’t get how Jenny did it; how she could makes friends as easily as breathing. Kiki had friends, of course, pretty good ones. Tracy, Mona, and Chantelle. Kiki wouldn’t trade them for the world. But they felt hard won, and their friendship entirely accidental, based mostly upon chance meetings and shared group projects. She wasn’t entirely sure how to repeat it with someone else. And they all lived outside of Beach City, which mean that unless they were at school, they didn’t get a lot of chances to hang out.

Which was why Kiki was so nervous about hanging out with Stevonnie.

Kiki knew it was stupid. Stevonnie wasn’t scary. They were the exact opposite. They were cheerful, silly, and almost aggressively friendly, at least one-on-one. Dress shopping with them had been fun. (Clothes shopping! Fun! Who’d have believed it?). The prom had been great too, and so had the movie, even if it had been sorta kiddy. Kiki liked them. She wanted to hang out again.

… she was just terrified she’d mess it up, somehow.

So when the restaurant’s doorbell chimed and Stevonnie’s voice called out, “Kiki? You here?”, she nearly jumped out of her skin.

“Here!” Kiki called from the kitchen, hurrying out into the restaurant proper. ‘How’re ya doing today?”

“Great. I’ll have a large pepperoni with bell peppers, please.”

Kiki blinked, and reached for her notepad. Stevonnie giggled.

“Sorry,” they said. “It’s just that you’re still wearing your uniform.”

“Oh.” Kiki laughed, a little nervously. “For a second there, I thought you were only hanging out with me for the pizza.”

Stevonnie winked. “Nah, I’m here for the fish stew, too.”

Now Kiki’s laugh was genuine. “Well, that’s okay then.”

As Kiki took her apron off, Stevonnie asked her how she was doing. “‘Bout as well as I can after a four hour shift.”

Stevonnie grimaced in sympathy. “You wanna just go and… sit and relax somewhere?”

“First I wanna stretch my legs. Then sure.” Kiki’s stomach gurgled. “Long as we get a bite to eat.”

“That can be arranged,” said Stevonnie, grinning. “Don’t know how you manage to work here. I’d just eat everything myself.”

“It’s called ‘self-restraint’.”

They tapped their chin, brow creasing. “Nope. Never heard of it.”

Kiki snorted, and finally turned to hang up her apron and hat, which was when Gunga appeared to say hello. Stevonnie chatted with her politely for a few minutes, until Gunga finally waved them off, telling them to “Go have fun! Be back by ten, so I don’t have to convince your father not to ground you!”

Just as the pair of them were slipping through the doors, Gunga gave Kiki a wink. Kiki swallowed a sigh and rolled her eyes. Her grandma was convinced they were dating, even though Kiki had told her that they’d agreed to be friends, instead. She supposed it was only natural, considering that they had been each other’s date to the prom, but still. Kinda annoying.

She and Stevonnie made their way down the boardwalk, just chatting about stuff. Nothing in particular. Favourite subjects (Kiki liked PE and English; Stevonnie said they weren’t picky, but that art and history were probably theirs). The TV shows they were watching (Stevonnie loved Under the Knife, while Kiki was trying to catch up on Weirder Stuff.) Stevonnie asked if Kiki had had any luck getting her own room, and Kiki dove into nearly a five minute description about how her Dad had finally agreed to convert her Mom’s old ‘study’ into an extra bedroom, and how she’d spent ages picking out paint colours and stuff.

“Technically it’s Dad’s study, too, but he basically never uses it,” Kiki explained. “I think he was mostly just keeping around cuz of… nostalgia, or something? But Gunga talked to him, and he figured Mom woulda preferred one of us having it, instead of it just sitting there empty.”

(It occured to Kiki that she’d never actually told Stevonnie about her and Jenny’s long standing fights about how they both wanted their own room. But that wasn’t too weird, was it? She was pretty sure that she’d mentioned it to Steven, and Stevonnie was pretty obviously related to him. Probably not a sibling, but maybe a cousin? Steven had probably mentioned it to them.)

Kiki was just about to ask about that, when she noticed the downcast expression on Stevonnie’s face. “You okay?”

“Huh? Oh. Yeah. Fine.” They shook their head. “Sorry. Just thinking ‘bout how I kinda took over my mom’s old room, too.”

“You lost your mom?”

“... yeah. Childbirth.”

“Sorry,” Kiki said.

“It’s okay.” Stevonnie shrugged, and Kiki recognized their expression as that of someone who was sad, but held no real grief.

“I was three when mine died,” she said. “Stroke. Really unexpected, apparently. I remember how upset Dad and Gunga were when it happened. But... I don’t really remember her."

“Sorry,” Stevonnie said, and Kiki got the sense the apology was more for the memories than the death.

They walked in silence for a bit, neither sure how to continue the conversation. Thankfully by then they’d nearly reached the Big Donut, and the promise of food. Wordlessly, they both made a beeline for it. Something sweet would really be appreciated.

Inside, it was the usual two employees on duty: the smiley blond girl, and the rude guy who sometimes hung out with Jenny. Both their eyes bugged out when they entered. The dude even took out his earbuds, which seemed, from Kiki’s limited experience, a minor miracle.

“Uh. Hello!” said the girl. “Stevonnie! And, uh, Kiki, right?”

“Yep. Er, and you’re… Sam?”

“Sadie,” she corrected. Kiki felt her cheeks flush, and she was grateful for her dark skin. How long had this girl been working here, just down the street from her place, and Kiki’d never learned her name?

(The dude didn’t offer his name. He was just staring. Rude.)

Stevonnie seemed to have the place’s menu memorized, and ordered one chocolate donut and one strawberry glaze, right off the bat. Kiki was less certain. “Uh,” she said, “what’d you recommend?”

“Oh, well,” said Sadie, “the honey crullers’s probably my favourite.”

“Sounds good! I’ll have that, please.”

Their hands brushed when Kiki passed Sadie the change. It was just a moment, but their eyes met, and Kiki felt herself flushing all over again.

Kiki pulled back her hand a little quicker than perhaps necessary.

“See you later!” Stevonnie called, and Kiki barely managed to stammer out a goodbye of her own.

Back outside they went, to snag one of the outdoor tables and enjoy the sunset. Kiki bit into her donut— and wow, it really was sweet— swallowed, and asked, “What’s that guy’s name again?”

“Lars?”

“Yeah, that’s it.” Kiki shook her head. She didn’t like to say bad things about people behind their back, especially people she barely knew, but…

Stevonnie had clearly read her expression. “He’s not so bad. Er…” their mouth twisted. “Yeah, okay, he’s kind of a jerk, but I think it’s just a shell he puts on. He can be nice, if you get to know him. And Sadie’s great.”

“Mmm?” said Kiki.

“We should ask her to hang out sometimes.” Stevonnie was looking at her, a knowing gleam in their eye.

“That would be nice,” Kiki said, words coming out a bit fast. “Hey, you’re not cold, are you?”

Stevonnie blinked. “Cold?”

“Yeah. It’s a little chilly,” said Kiki, just as a stiff breeze off the ocean grabbed some of Stevonnie’s hair and tossed it in their face. “And you don’t have a jacket or anything.”

(Stevonnie had a look that Kiki wished she could pull off. Almost always wearing with that too-small red star t-shirt, and everything else super tight and form fitting. Today they had on jeans that cut off at the knees, suspenders, and a frilly purple undershirt. They looked awesome, but not particularly warm for mid-spring.)

“I’m fine!” said Stevonnie, brushing the hair out of their face. “Guess I’m warm blooded.”

“‘Course you’re warm blooded, you’re human. That doesn’t mean you can’t get cold.”

“Haha, yeah,” Stevonnie laughed. Then, abruptly, they stopped, and looked down at their donuts.

They picked at the food despondently, and Kiki finished her own donut, wondering if she’d said something wrong.

“Kiki,” Stevonnie sighed. “I haven’t been completely honest with you.”

“Huh?”

Stevonnie didn’t immediately answer. They didn’t look cold anymore; they were sweating, visibly, their face was flushed. They were twisting their hands around the paper donut bag.

Every second they waited, Kiki felt her stomach sink lower and lower. “What do you mean?”

“Okay, there’s no not-weird way to say this so… I’M STEVEN UNIVERSE.”

“What?”

“I mean— I’m half Steven Universe, the other half of me is Connie Maheswaran, you’ve never met her, she’s Steven’s friend, and sometimes we turn into a single person through alien magic—”

“Woah, woah, slow down,” said Kiki, feeling overwhelmed, and not even sure where to begin.

Stevonnie ran their hands over their face. “Okay. I’m just gonna show you, alright?”

Before Kiki could say anything, there was a flash of pink, and two shapes tumbled out of the chair. Kiki jumped to her feet, craning over the table, to see two kids picking themselves off the ground.

One was very clearly Steven— and okay, that did explain why Stevonnie and Steven both apparently had the same shirt, which they each wore exclusively. He was wearing it now, and the jeans. The other was a girl Kiki recognised in a vague sort of way; she thought she’d seen her around town a couple times. Slim, purple dress, brown skin and black hair, blinking nervously around while Steven pulled over another chair.

“Well,” said Kiki. “That’s something.”

“You’re not… I mean… you’re not surprised?” asked the girl.

“Oh, I’m surprised,” said Kiki. “But not that surprised. I mean, I already knew Stevonnie was related to Steven, and that Steven’s family is kinda unusual.”

“How’d you know?” Steven said, looking genuinely surprised.

Kiki raised three fingers. “One: Stevonnie picked me up under the giant beach statue where you live. Two: your friend Pearl was our chaperone. Three: we drove to the prom in your dad’s van.”

“Oh yeah…” Steven said, while the girl face-palmed.

“So... Connie right?” Kiki asked, and the girl nodded. “So… how’s this work? Do you remember me?”

“I remember everything Stevonnie did, yeah,” said Connie. “And I know… some other things. Hazy impressions about who you are, from Steven’s memories.”

“Oh,” said Kiki.

She had about a dozen questions, but she had no idea where to begin or if it was exactly polite to ask them. Wasn’t like ‘your friend suddenly split into two smaller people’ was a social situation that came up a lot.

And… oh man, this explained some stuff, actually. Like, now Steven and Connie’s clothes fit them perfectly, so that was why Stevonnie always looked like their outfits had been artfully shrunk in the wash, and why they must’ve been so excited for clothes shopping, or knew stuff that Kiki had never told them. And why they’d been so pumped to see that kids’ film. Or why, they’d freaked out so much when they’d slow danced—

— Kiki stopped that train of thought, right there.

Stevonnie didn’t need a reason to not want to go out with her, of course, beyond ‘not wanting to’. But yeah. ‘Actually two kids’ was a pretty good reason not to want to.

“Oh, man,” said Kiki. “How old are you guys, anyway?”

“Fourteen. And a half,” said Steven.

“What? Really?” Kiki had thought he was way younger. “We’re only like a year apart!”

Steven shrugged.

“I’m thirteen,” said Connie. That surprised Kiki in the other direction. She guessed the girl didn’t really look that old, it was just that compared to the baby-faced Steven… And together they made a single person who looked sixteen or seventeen, easily.

“Oh, man,” Kiki repeated, rubbing her head.

“Uh, are you okay?” said Steven.

“Fine,” said Kiki.

“Are you… mad?”

“Mad?”

“Because we lied to you,” said Connie.

Well. She guessed they had. “You kinda more just… didn’t tell me something.”

“That’s a lie of omission,” said Connie.

“… True,” said Kiki. She didn't feel mad, exactly. Maybe a little annoyed, but mostly curious. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“We didn’t mean to, at first!” cried Steven. “We just forgot!”

“It’s really easy to forget you’re fused!” said Connie. “We didn’t even realise!”

“Then by the time we did, we just— didn’t—” said Steven. “It was kind of cool. Like having a secret identity.”

“But then we felt bad,” said Connie.

“But we were scared to tell you cuz—”

“— what if you didn’t want to hang out with us?”

“What if you thought it was weird?”

“After all, humans don’t exactly fuse every day, and we weren’t sure how to explain it!”

“Stop!” Kiki cried, throwing up her hands. She was feeling a little dizzy. It was pretty easy to see how these two could somehow transform into a single person. “Guys. Please. I’m not mad. Maybe a little hurt…” Immediately their faces fell, so Kiki hurried onto the next part of the sentence. “But I get it.

“But Steven. Of course I wanna hang out with you. We’re already friends.”

“I…” said Steven. He smiled a little. “Right.”

“And I mean, after the whole ‘dream warrior’ thing, it’s not like I could be more surprised by your powers, y’know?”

“‘Dream warrior thing’?” echoed Connie.

“Don’t you know?” said Kiki. “From being in his head?”

“Stevonnie’s head,” Connie corrected. “I only got hazy impressions of you, I said. Stuff like… you’re really nice, and funny, and make great pizzas.”

Kiki wasn’t really sure how to respond to that.

Thankfully, she didn’t have to, because Steven immediately dove into a longer explanation.

“I would never let Stevonnie know something that I know about you if I thought that you wouldn't want Connie to know.”

Kiki ran a hand through her hair, trying to sort that sentence out in her head. It made sense, weirdly enough. “O-kaaaay,” she said. “Well, long story short, I was having these nightmares for a while, and Steven used his dream powers to help me get rid of them.”

“Aw, cool,” said Connie.

“Yeah, it was super cool,” said Steven. “At least at first.”

Kiki felt a wave of old guilt. Her hands clenched. She said, “Sorry, again.”

Steven waved her off. “Don’t apologize. I wanted to help. And seriously, it was fun. Just… kinda tiring.”

“Why don’t you ever visit my dreams?” asked Connie.

“You never asked?” said Steven.

“Well, I’m asking now,” said Connie. “This sounds awesome. I like, never remember my dreams.”

“Well, maybe I have been there, you’ve just forgotten.”

Connie narrowed her eyes at him. “You already admitted you haven’t been in them.”

“Darn,” Steven said, outwitted. “Okay, I’ll try to pop in tonight.”

Kiki listened to all this in interest. “So… you’ve never been in each other’s dreams but you’ve… shared a body? How’s that work?”

“Oh, those two things are really different,” said Steven, waving his hands in a vague movement. “When I’m inside someone’s brain… well, it’s like, I’m there, y’know? Separate, just watching. But when you’re fused…”

“… it’s like you’re not there anymore. Not really,” said Connie. “Stevonnie's the one there, instead.”

“So you… disappear? That sounds… um… scary.”

“It’s not, really,” said Connie. “Not usually.”

“It’s hard to explain,” said Steven.

Kiki wanted explanations, however hard. She wanted to understand how Stevonnie— the person she’d gone shopping with, and danced with, and shared popcorn with— could somehow be two completely different people. How did it work, how did they all fit together, what did it feel like?

But Connie was staring down at the table, and even the usually exuberant Steven seemed uncertain, and Kiki pulled herself back. She wouldn’t want to be… interrogated about something personal by a new friend, and this seemed… pretty personal.

So instead, Kiki asked, “So, Connie, do you live in Beach City, or…?”

She didn’t, it turned out. She lived about a half hour drive out of town. It was a bit of a hassle coming to visit, sometimes. Kiki more than understood, since her other friends had the same problem.

“I’ve got a car,” said Kiki. “Or, well, my family does. But I’m allowed to use it! Sometimes, at least. If you ever need a lift, I’d be more than happy to help.”

“That’d be great for when Lion’s being lazy,” said Steven. And that just set off another round of questions. About how Steven’s weird pet Lion could apparently teleport, and how it had a sword in its head, and Connie had been training with it. And then the two of them got to talking about their training routines, with Connie giving Kiki tips on how to build upper-arm muscles, while Kiki explained the best way to improve endurance. And from there, somehow, they got onto the topic of shoes, and teasing Steven for his stubborn refusal to wear anything other than a single pair of sandals.

“They’re comfy, okay!” he exclaimed.

Before Kiki even knew it, it was dark, and Sadie and Lars were closing up shop. The two groups waved at each other, before Kiki checked her phone and figured she should probably be getting home. She still had a good hour before curfew, but she did have homework to finish.

Connie had to head back soon, too, but there was still enough time that she and Steven said they could walk back to Fish Stew Pizza. Once they arrived, they stood at the door doing the awkward dance that was goodbyes.

“This was really fun,” said Steven.

“Yeah. Thanks for hanging out with us,” said Connie. “And for… well, understanding.”

“No prob. It was really nice hanging out with you…” Two? Three? “... all. Say bye to Stevonnie for me?”

Connie raised an eyebrow. Steven grinned. He asked, “How about you say bye to them yourself?”

It wasn’t as fast as when Stevonnie fell apart, but still quick enough that Kiki almost missed it. The pair’s hands reaching out for each other, Connie pulling up Steven’s arm, the boy spinning— then a bright flash of pink light and— There Stevonnie was.

“Hey,” they said.

“Hey,” Kiki repeated. “That was… wow, really cool. Is that all it takes?”

“Yep! Just a dance. Sometimes even less than that.” Stevonnie gave them a long look— curious and nervous and uncertain, and asked, “I could teach you, if you want?”

“I— really?”

“Yeah, sure! I think so, at least. It can be kind of hard… but it can’t hurt to try, right?”

Kiki considered. She still thought the whole thing sounded kind of confusing, and scary. But Stevonnie wasn’t scary. So she smiled and said, “Sure. How’s… this Tuesday sound?”

Stevonnie beamed. “Sounds great.”

#steven universe #fanfic #stevonnie #su fanfic

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