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𝗔 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 : how did akina learn to fight ?
𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗥 : well it wasn't much of ' learning ' to begin with since she really didn't have a teacher for it outside the borderland and inside it , if you look at her fighting style in spade games and such you'll see it's often sloppy and brutal .
basically , one night she encounters a fight in the bar she frequents for a few drinks . between a big , tattooed guy she's seen smuggling around and a scrawny old man that used to sell little handmade rings down the street ; barely could talk , but laughed a lot , she even wore one of his rings almost every day because seeing it made him happy . before the third punch could land on his bony face she's stopped the violence . ' hey ! fat asshole . yes you . ' and all of a sudden , the depth that old man owed to these guys was on her .
while her old friend didn't know what was going on , and only took delight in the sweet apple juice akina got for him to enjoy until the bleeding on his temple stopped , she firmly told him not to leave the bar until she came after him . the man's oblivious little nod , and small nod made her flash him a fond smile , kiss his bruised cheek and go back outside .
his friends giggle , the big fight , it's just an empty alley and them and a few pair of eyes that watch . he's like a big bear that wants to devour , she takes out her mint gum and sticks it to the wall . adrenaline does it for her at first , dodging the fists , using the settings on her advantage and slamming his bald head on the wall . but after the first punch her red lipstick mixes with the blood that oozes from her small nose , dizzy and gasping . the giggles are louder . he starts laughing too . . . he laughs and comes closer slowly . she laughs . blinking until her vision is clear , while her laughter confuses him , she raises an index finger to briefly point at him and her face in a ' good punch ' hint . and the adrenaline is back with the punch .
sloppy and brutal as it is , when she was done with him his friends weren't giggling anymore . going back to her old man , his grin widens upon seeing her , ' red ' he mumbles with a bit of difficulty while his finger touches her face . ' red ' she says with a breathless laughter as she carefully puts his money back into his small bag . ' let's get you back home . '
Studying doodles
Exam season sucks, hope everyone studying is going well
Remember to take breaks
I may get around to cleaning these up for more stuff, but here’s some trad stuff that I did during my lectures
not me just realizing i forgot my highlights
damn :(
they don’t add much but I’m proud of them
I despise myself for doing this to myself
Reference down here as always!
I despise myself for doing this to myself
Reference down here as always!
Library Open London Design ideas for a large, open-concept Scandinavian wood wall family room library renovation that includes a media wall
Freestanding - Home Office Example of a large transitional freestanding desk medium tone wood floor and brown floor study room design with gray walls
Austin Bathroom Powder Room Example of a southwest powder room design
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an afternoon study ‘cause I love each color in his face
i need to study. i need to write. i need to translate. i need to create. i need to sing. i need to dance. i need to pour my heart and soul into something. i need to listen. i need to see. i need to make. i need to bake. i need to hear. i need to feel. i need to let it all out until i become.