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    Free! class doodle dump but it’s all just Ikuya, Hiyori, & my OC Tomoe

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  •                     the blatant theft of students artwork wasn’t always obvious.  most of the children also in madarames care were around the same age as yusuke,  some a few years older,  some younger.  he often used the “  father  “  excuse,  taking their art  &  saying he’d put it in safe keeping,  only for it to be unveiled at a gallery somewhere. the first to know about the crimes,  was a pupil that yusuke was extremely close to.  one he’d dare even consider a brother of sorts.  punishments weren’t an uncommon practice in the household,  often confined in dark rooms for days  -  no food,  no socialization,  no natural light.  sadly,  the aforementioned pupil was the same who ended his life within the walls of the run down shack.  his death landed a shock to the emperor,  already having lost so much in his short lifespan.  this stage was labeled by art raters as “  madarames past struggles  “  as his art turned grim:  often relating to death,  heartbreak,  &  distraught.  at some points,  he couldn’t even draw,  his mind was elsewhere  -  dealing with the grievance of the only person he found true comfort in.  
                       the rest of the pupils grew fed up with madarame,  a new one leaving every other week.  one by one,  being freed from the artists grip.  until only yusuke was left  -   now,  his adoptive father seemed to grow restless.  he wasn’t able to produce art as fast anymore,  now with only one pupil to steal from.  the kids under his care rarely left the shack  -  being homeschooled personally by madarame.  however,  yusuke got a lucky break,  with getting a full scholarship to kosei.  finally being able to roam the outside world without constant surveillance.   rules were strict,  nonetheless.  if yusuke dared miss a cerfew,   for any reason,  he’d be harshly punished  -  enduring the dark room during the weekend,  where he would be left there for the days off school he had.  
                         it wasn’t until he was graced the opportunity to go to one of madarames galleries,  (  normally,  he was forbidden  - but madarame gained big PR for showing him taking in student.  )   to realize  -  he had been stealing their art all along.  even older paintings from years ago laid as if they were painted new,  his own art spread around.  of course,  he knew it was wrong  -  he knew this wasn’t right.  but when he tried to call madarame out for it,  he was lashed with physical aggression.  told he was “  an ungrateful brat  “  for daring to go against his  “  father.  “    

    #❆ .  //  ▹ history meant to be taken to the grave.  ⋮  headcanons. #JAZZ HANDS #does this even make sense? probably not #tw: abuse #tw: physical abuse #tw: suicide mention #just in case! nothing too graphic!
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  • Lu had come upstairs to her room to check on her appearance one more time when Art had texted that he was close by. They were supposed to go to the party together and even do a little pregaming with Carter and Eleanor, and so she just texted him back to let himself in because she was feeling a lot more nervous than she was letting on. Mina hyped her up endlessly, telling her over and over how great she looked and Lu took a deep breath as she went downstairs and smiled at Art as soon as she saw him. “Hey, you. You look amazing,” Lu said warmly, moving to hug him, though she was a bit slow in these heels. Pulling away from the hug, she gave him a twirl, showing him some jazz hands when she faced him again before laughing as she self-consciously ran a hand down the side of her dress. “So? What do you think?”

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    #jazz hands #never thought i had to write those down AND YET #( interactions ) #( ft. art )
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  • “ couldn’t hurt you if i wanted to. ”

    @sovietperil​ -  illya .     accepting

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    ❝   i have a suggestion then.   ❞ ( keeping her voice leveled is surprisingly hard )  - he towers over her, always has and she’s long stopped regarding that as something potentially threatening. it’s comfort now, knowing that she is    SAFE    here, that he trusts her to the same extend she decided to trust him a while ago .  her hand reaches for his with just the smallest hesitation, just assumes he’s not quite as used to gentle and kind touches as she is  -  more accustomed to people lashing out at him, wanting to fight or hurt rather than comfort and reassure.  it’s a bit of a challenge to change that … but she’s always liked challenges so when her fingers brush over the back of his hand like she’s touching porcelain,  she makes sure not to pull away until he lets her entwine their fingers.    ❝   what if we just don’t hurt each other ?  ❞    it’s playful enough and yet it’s a    GENUINE     question.  part of the job maybe, to not trust too easily.  she refuses to believe it’s her heart not wanting to give in.        ( –––––  has always been a firm believer that while scars remain, wounds heal and whatever they leave behind fades.       and she doesn’t say it. that she thinks he is wrong, because it’s always those closest that    CAN    hurt you.  )      ❝  would you trust me with that? not hurting you?    ❞

    #jazz hands #bless your soul for keeping her alive #meme reply. #*v / tbt. #sovietperil
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  • I figured out why my hands like shaking

    MY SKELETON IS HATCHING

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  • #ask answered#ask-idv-theknight #JACK JACK J A C K #JAZZ HANDS#ILY #Aerian’s happy that Noe is as aloof as he is HDJDHJEJE #he worries about Noe in matches but other than that #he dgaf LMAO
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    Similar Energies

    #prog rock#phil collins#bill bruford #they're gonna give you the ol razzle dazzle #jazz hands
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  • While everyone is gushing over Alastor and/or Angel Dust, imma just enjoy my overdramatic snake boi in peace, lol

    Also, forever salty from Sir Pentious not doing jazz hands in the pilot since he seems like the type to, lol 

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  • ah, to be a Romanian peasant in the 1500s, unable to form emotional attachments to objects because the Ottomans keep invading the Kingdom of Wallachia and the voivode keeps evacuating your village, poisoning the wells and burning the fields

    #jazz hands #what's this meme called again?
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