Lena - Blog Posts

↑I actually drew a freaking scene! And my drawing really looks so much better! The style inspired by Jay P. Fosgitt's art (his designs for characters in mlp comic are amazing).

Some requests! I took quite some in Spring this year (2019). 😜 All requested by users on Lofter.

😁😁😁

↑They wanted me to draw sth nice(?) and a bit angsty(?) as well, with two Danny(s) in it… I wasn't quite sure what that means😂 so I had to imagine the whole scene myself and considered quite some options, and originally I was going to draw sth horrifying, but then I remembered that the content should be PG-13. After carefully considering, I drew this, and I think it looks pretty fine. 😂

↑They just wanted to see them eating ice cream together. I even practised a bit of drawing ice cream for this… 😂

↑I really like Lena! The show is freaking amazing! Sadly I don't have the chance to watch even the last part of season one! Not to mention the following seasons! 😂😭😭冇得仁兄搬运… 个个都去译迪士尼其它啲节目…😂哪怕有生肉都好啊… 唉

This looks like a quick sketch. (I think I drew a bit too fast back then😂)

You know, I'm actually pretty proud of all the Ducktales contents this time… I It was my first time to draw DT… Ah, Scrooge is a freaking awesome character! He's one of my favourite characters.

↓Okay, the last one.

I am proud of this.

(The one who requested this is on tumblr as well but I don't know her username. )

I know this could look better. I mean it.

But hey, FIRST TIME ACTUALLY DRAWING HIM is something to me! 😂

(And this is basically how I draw stuff🙄)

This bad boy is a bit harder to draw, compared to other characters here. But… but this is one of my FAVOURITE villains, and it was really interesting to draw him.

And I know I do draw a lot of Dan, but

Little Dan doesn't count! I mean the one I always draw is from my freaking AU, and everything is different, okay? 😂😂😂

Oh, and the sketch before I make the final drawing… I practised a bit… But didn't take it too seriously, and I KNOW the obvious problems… I could draw better, but I didn't anyway.🙄 I wanted to focus on gesture lines so I switched to a more cartoonic style…

(And I do need to learn and practise more🙄)

The 17th original post of C. Leung! 😏 I want to post more…

——————C. Leung

——————2019.04.21.

So I was discussing with my friend about character inspirations for a brand new character when I realized how similar Lena and Hunter are

Consider:

Both were created by aunt/uncle (One being shadow and another grimwalker)

Both are abused and used by said uncle/aunt

Both run away to become their own people (I hope atleast for Hunter)

They're perfect

Bonus:

Love this designs :D

*Some more images of teenage boys and girls *

Hasegawa Ikumi and Shouya Chiba in 86 -エイティシックス - 1st Anniversary Operation (2022.04.10/夜)

Hello. This is the translation of Shouya Chiba's speech (and a little bit of Hasegawa Ikumi’s san as well) during the 86 - エイティシックス / eighty six - 1st anniversary Operation (April 10th 2022/night). I already posted it in my livejournal but decided to put this translation here as well. I only translated some of Hasegawa Ikumi’s speech and mainly focused on Shouya Chiba’s speech (because he cried and I think that was such a precious moment), not the full event.  A friend of mine use my translation and add it to the video, you can check it out here: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1e2Ps5nEvJHl1o_XMM2pSVctC0GcH9i_t/view

And here is the raw translation of it. 

Hasegawa Ikumi-san:  I’m really happy. I could work with awesome cast, and the staff here.. I’m surrounded by great staff. Also, I could work with a great vibe like this, and for having me involved in this project... Ah, what should I say, it’s like this kind of fortunate that would not come twice. I had a great time. Thank you so much for supporting “86 -eighty-six-” (anime) up until now. There is also the original work (light novel) as well so from now to be able once more to believe in Lena, Shin, and everyone.. and see their dream, I would like to spend another chance like that in the future. When that time comes, it would be a pleasure for me if we could gather again in the future and fight together again. Thank you so much for today.

Shouya Chiba-san:  I’m the voice actor of Shinei Nouzen, Shouya Chiba. Um... Being cast and being able to work as the heroine in this project, being able to deliver all of those work (cried). Uh,.. to do this one-season project seriously, to be allowed to do it is such (an honor). Maybe because everyone told me, how do I say, I think Shin is.. he seems to be completely unconcerned about himself, what kind of person he is, he doesn’t know much about himself but, it's really something to see him being able to meet everyone in Spearhead, being able to meet Lena, being able to meet everyone who told him “you are truly kind” while believing on him.

Also, while doing it, I wonder whether Shin will get his answer for (the purpose of) his life.. whether it’s because everyone is trying their best to live their life or because Shin is letting people around him live their life. That’s why, when that time comes I think... Well, maybe saying Shin is the heroine sounds wrong because I think everyone is the heroine here. And when I met everyone in the cast, everyone who made this project happen, and also everyone who is involved in this project, gladly from the bottom of my heart I could say this is such a fortune for me. Um, well as an actor I think what I’m going to say is kind of unfair but (thanks to this project), I could meet a lot of important people in my life and there are important people around Shin as well, and that is such progress.

That’s why I believe when I took the role as Shin, all the things that I did was thanks to the others, thanks to the viewers. I’m grateful that I listened to the other characters as well for this. Thank you very much.

Hee… It’s going to be lonely isn’t, it? Right? The usual recording place for 86 is going to be gone, the thought of cannot be able to meet the others again, I can’t help thinking of being lonely. What are we going to do? Hmm, the only way is no other than keep continue the project, right? Seriously…  

Hasegawa Ikumi-san: Right

Shouya Chiba-san:  No, seriously. I think it was really hard to make this kind of work, like before we were told “you are going to play this character, this is the script”, seriously there were a lot of people even in their sleep they keep thinking about cut this and cut that, cried most of the time and while having dark memories like that they keep making this work. But I couldn’t say that we could continue it because I know I’m talking to all the people here and the people who watch the streaming for this event. But, deep in my heart, I would like to see the new view, the place that Shin wanted to show to Lena, so if there is any chance to do it, I’d be very happy if all of us truly hoping to make it happen. I’m sorry, it became so long. Thank you very much. Once more I’m sorry. But it’s better to be told, right?

Hasegawa Ikumi-san:  Hee.. Don’t cry!

Shouya Chiba-san:  You got me 

(And the rest of the conversations were just them joking around and saying thank you)

Translated by: moi (@corvusnacht on twitter)

Sewn Soul

Her body feels foreign. It takes days to adjust to the motions and weeks to grow comfortable in it.

It's like a second thought and each time she moves, she has to think about it. She bends forks and breaks dishes with inhumane strength. She reaches a staircase and doesn't remember how to lift her foot to take the first step.

The woman is always there with her, patient and ever so gentle. She eases her grip on the cutlery and hooks their elbows together before nudging her towards the stairs.

With each passing day, she acquires an inch more of her body.

A rattle of bones, a clack of fangs and teeth. Soft skin that bleeds under halfmoons of nails.

Or my interpretation of this spooky art

read it on ao3

Here’s an old story, while my brain fights with itself and refuses to put together more words. Happy Halloween! 

part one

Despite being very red, Lena's cadence stayed mellow and sober as she trudged through rows of flowers.

Kara studied her from the shade of the orchard, half hidden between wavy fronds of fig saplings. Leaning back against the coarse bark of an old tree, Kara sat cross legged, lap overflowing with wicker. She dragged her thumbs along the chipped edge of a half assembled basket, as her nimble hands entwined sinewy twigs with mindless sinuous movements.

She could see Lena's lips mouthing something, but she couldn't make out the words so far.

After a tentative week of forced bedrest, Lena's bandages had finally peeled away in clean folds of stale white. Her limp had healed and the bruises over her ribcage had disappeared, nursed back to health by stubbornness and frowns. As soon as she could last an entire day without collapsing in exhausted naps, Lena had rolled the cuffs of long sleeves over her wrists and offered to help with odd jobs around the farm.

"Have you ever uprooted weeds?" Kara mused, elbows half buried in a bag of fertilizer.

Lena cast the bag an indifferent glance, "Can't be more difficult than polyatomic anions."

Armed with a crooked rake, Lena braved the grassy plains with the hesitance of a newborn duckling. And the same quiet determination to spread wings for the first time.

The fields were cast in the rusty glow of sunset as light seeped into the wrinkles of Lena's starched shirt. It was an old garment, one that Kara had fished from a forgotten corner of her wardrobe, tucked under the tailored tunic her mo-

A twig snapped under her fingertips, startling Kara out of her thoughts. She brushed them away like cobwebs, struggling to untangle the broken wicker stuck in the weaved pattern of the basket. All her efforts proved to be fruitless and Kara stood with a sigh, mentally giving up on the task.

She looked over Lena's hunched form, still engrossed in her job and figured they could call it a day. She dusted herself off and strolled past the trees' edge, wandering towards the open field. The basket was soon forgotten in the fallen foliage.

As she neared, Lena interrupted her string of murmurs. Her rucked shirt was stained with dirt and grass smudges, much like Kara's beige overalls. Kara's eyes scanned the field, looking for the way glass bent around the memory of Lena's steps, who was bent over a flowerbed of tulips, a vibrant cloud of red flowers that dissolved into smoke every sunset.

Lena's eyes shone with wonder when she had seen her the first vanishing blossom turning into smoke.

The air smelled of flowers and early chance of rain.

Another petal dissolved under their eyes and Lena offered a halcyon smile.

"These flowers are beautiful."

Glowing with a burgeoning sunburn, Lena painted an almost endearing picture, dirt stains in the shape of her knees and small blisters huddled on her palms from the rake's handle.

"When I said you could help around the farm I didn't mean you had to get sunburn on the first day on the job."

Lena flicked a lock of hair behind her ear with a flippant smile, "I might have underestimated this planet's two suns."

Kara chuckled briefly, catching easily on the playful tone, "I can tell. You are also quite..." Kara hesitated, chanced a quick look at the sliver of Lena's exposed collarbone, "You do have a fair complexion."

"My Irish genes shining through."

Kara blew her lips, "Yeah, I have no idea what that means."

"You really don't, do you?" Lena looked pensive and Kara tilted her body forward, swaying on the balls of her feet.

"The place I come from, Ireland," continued Lena, "My mother's side of the family."

The tendrils of dimming sunlight felt warm on their skin.

"She is-" Kara waved a hand, "Is she Irish?"

Cracking a slanted grin, Lena turned subtly away from her as if to inspect another dissolving tulip, and made no reply. At the prolonged silence, Kara forced herself not to reach over, lest she ended up doing something ludicrous.

(Like tuck the sad alien under her chin, chase a grip on her body, fold those hunched shoulders in a hug.)

After a moment, Lena sighed.

"I'm sorry. I'm not really good for conversation."

Kara's thoughts clammed in one direction No, you are fine. For an alien who crashed on my tiny farm, you are doing really well, even if I think you frown too much.

"Me either. I'm not really good at talking, most of the time I end up rambling," was what she said, instead.

"You do seem the type to ramble," Lena commented, handing the rake back to Kara to dust herself off.

Kara surveyed the flowers with a critic's eye, impressed with Lena's work: she may have lacked speed, as only half the field had been tilled at the end of the afternoon, but Lena definitely made up with her immaculate meticulousness.

"Wow," she deadpanned, "The first alien ever to crash into my silo and - of course - it's a rude alien."

That was enough to make Lena smirk and to lodge a proud grain of warmth in Kara's chest. She could do banter with Lena. It was safer than personal issues.

Kara had a fleeting thought to grab Lena by the wrist, then thought better of it before starting the walk back towards the house. She felt Lena fall into step behind her.

"So, how was your first experience with farming?" Kara asked, pausing on the toll of lightness in her timbre. She heaved the rake over her shoulders with a twirl, a move she hoped looked as cool as she intended. But at the apex of the motion, the handle hit the back of her head with a thud.

Lena's chuckle flew past her ears like wind chimes and in horrifying slow motion, Kara turned her head back to look for the crumbles of her own dignity. There was mirth in Lena's eyes, a dance of laughing stardust as her grin teased Kara's clumsiness.

Blowing at her mussed hair, Kara felt her cheeks match Lena's in redness as one of the alien's dark eyebrow rose. Embarrassed, she ducked her head to look at her feet and kept walking.

"The first encounter of my intergalactic travels and - of course - it's a dork farmer."

Kara chuffed good-naturedly at the impish tone, "Rude," she tossed back over her shoulder.

She met Lena's amused stare with her own teasing eyes, as the alien plodded through the lush plains.

An easy silence fell between them, encompassed by the background noises of a languid sunset. A fatigued yawn overruled Lena's lingering grin.

"I'm definitely gonna be sore tomorrow," she stretched, rolling her stiff shoulders in circular motions. She halted mid stretch to wince at the feeling of tender skin, "Oh, I'm definitely gonna feel that tomorrow."

Kara couldn't help but sneak another glance at Lena's shoulders, red skin peeking from the loose collar of her shirt.

"I'm sure I have some silver cream somewhere in some cabinet. For burns," she reassured with a sympathetic hum.

"You're a lifesaver," Lena sighed gratefully, missing the quip of her own words.

Without missing a beat, Kara added a teasing note, "Alas, I don't entrust my secret remedies to rude aliens, so you'll have to-"

Lena swatted at Kara's arm, wrinkling her sunburnt nose.

"You should have thought twice about laughing at my coolest moves."

Kara relished in the serene warmth diffusing in her body from head to toes as Lena laughed again.

(It had been a while.)

+++++

(She almost forgot to retrieve the half finished basket.)

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The ancient spaceship had been caught in the planet's orbit and had crashed in a manner of seconds.

Kara had been kneeling next to the leaky pond when the spaceship had slashed her sky in two, catching her silo in its blazing trail.

All the ducklings had scattered immediately at the blare of the crash, the herd of rams barreling down their grassy pasture in fright. It had taken her three full hours, later in the dim lights of the evening, to gather them again, coaxing the most stubborn with her treasured stash of gummy bears - hay flavoured.

The rising smoke had been thick, burning black from oil and machinery. The same dark smoke Kara had seen once, several moons ago, after the battle against Daxam, where her father's battleship had been swallowed in the same black clouds.

She had stumbled to the side of the burned out shell, squinting. With shaking hands and tattered rags she had snuffed the fire quickly, before pulling herself level with a gaping hole in the spaceship flank to peer inside its belly.

The sunlight had danced on the alien's dark visor as its head had lolled against her shoulder.

"Do you think I could use horseradish as fuel?"

Kara paused in her hammering to cast the alien an apprehensive look, "It depends on how advanced your technology is."

"We don't usually rely on vegetables for powering up our spaceships, but this one- this one glows..." the alien trailed off, frowning at the luminous tuber clutched in her hands.

"Your vegetables aren't of the glowing kind?"

The alien offered an overwhelmed shrug.

"Will you show me another cool transmutation trick? From vegetable to fuel?"

Something creased the thin line of the alien's mouth, "That was just dried grape fruit. Astronaut foods. It wasn't a real sugar cube, it just looked like one."

Kara didn't frown back. She offered an helpless shrug instead, one that made the hammer slip out of her clammy grip. The tool plummeted to the ground, awkward and way too loud for what was going on. The alien chuckled at her clumsiness, sniffling and Kara ignored the wet note stuck in her voice.

The air grew quiet as Kara turned to stand shoulder to shoulder with the lost castaway. Together, they stared at the crumpled skeleton of the spaceship as smoke slowly rose from its corpse.

The alien crouched to toss back the horseradish in its crate, where other vegetables were mutely glowing in a rainbow of neon colours. The movement shifted the tattered bandage fastened around her head.

"It's not like-" Kara extricated her sweaty fingers around the hammer's handle, hoping that freedom of movement would improve her eloquence, "I mean, even if you had fuel, it's not like you could fly with a gaping hole in your flank, right?" she muttered, awkwardly pinching the side of her wrist.

The alien's shoulders just deflated, the slope of her spine tilting. Fingertips nervously drumming the side of the hammer, Kara felt she had never known such helplessness before.

(Maybe once.)

"Look, Lena-" the name rumbled like a sticky vibration on Kara's tongue, unfamiliar with the strangeness of such a foreign tonality. By the passing expression on the alien's face, the same weird feeling must have resounded in her ears.

Feeling a bubble of unease burst in her chest, Kara gnawed on her bottom lip. "It's going to be okay," she pressed, "Next time the cargo ship comes, you can come with me to the market. I'm sure you'll find something for repairs and-and..."

Lingering words got lost in the stark profile that Lena cast over rows of drooping gladiolus, under the twinkling light of the pair of suns. Kara swallowed, fighting the distinct urge to hug the lost alien, who was merely a stranger with a crashed spaceship and frowning lines.

"I promise."

But the frown didn't lift from Lena's forehead, settling deeper in the circles in her eyes. Kara had never encountered such a frowny alien before.

She fell silent, dreading whatever clunky attempt at comfort her mouth would sprout next.

(She used to be better at this.)

She aligned her knuckles back in her grip around the hammer and turned back to work. She let herself get lost in the rhythm of mindless hammering, palming dark veins in wooden planks. There was always something to mend or repair around the farm, dull tasks that became plain boring during the sourer days. But Kara didn't mind the dust and the boredom, she liked the hard work. Making something with her hands.

It took Lena three boards and seventeen nails to turn away from the broken remains of the spaceship.

"What are you doing?" she asked quietly, tugging at the loose end of one of her sleeves.

Kneeling in the dirt, Kara tossed an easy smile over her shoulder, grateful for the lighter tone of Lena's question. "Oh! Just trying to fix this pond. It’s been leaking something awful and I could hardly keep it full.”

Lena still looked caught up in her head, but Kara couldn't help a relieved breath when Lena sat down with her on the naked ground, legs folding over each other. The slope of her shoulders curled inwards.

"I was worried the ducks wouldn't have liked it anymore with such little water," Kara continued, conversational, eyes flicking to a grease stain on Lena's forearm.

Lena didn't reply to that. She just changed her position, the white of her pants brushing against the ground. It painted a smudge of dirt on the cloth, the only dainty pair of trousers Kara had been able to salvage from the crash and the blood. It was a pity to stain such a rich fabric, but living on a farm did tend to have that effect on things. And on people, too.

She looked like a lost person, with her crossed legs and closed eyes. Like a fragment of a star in a galaxy of asteroids.

Turning on the water to refill the pond, Kara straightened with a jolt, head snapping up. A couple of bones cracked in her back and elbow as she released a satisfying sigh. Cheek cradled in one hand, Lena peeked at her from the corner of one eye, "Ouch," she winced, offering a tight grin.

Kara shrugged cheekily. She rummaged for a moment through the pebbles at her feet, before choosing a single rock and weighed it in her hand. It was flat and small and she could hold it in one palm.

Lena's gaze got lost in the repetitive movement of the water, until Kara tossed the pebble across the surface of her newly repaired pond, watching it glumly sink in the middle of lazy ripples.

Lena turned to face her, both eyes open. Kara felt herself blushing under her stare, "I was trying to skip a rock."

"It didn't skip."

The blush reached the tips of Kara's ears.

"Why would you do that?"

Shuffling closer to the pond, Kara knelt to inspect the mended planks, if only to hide the redness dusted on her cheeks, "I thought it would skip."

A huff of laughter reached her ears and Kara watched the shards of a smile paint itself across Lena's frown. It was the first time she could see a trace of pure joy in the alien's smile. She should have tried to skip rocks earlier.

When Lena's laughter grew into a comfortable silence, Kara turned back towards the setting suns. She had just enough time before darkness to check on the grapevines, to check the soil for-

"Oh."

Kara watched as Lena's lips morphed into a mou of surprise.

A chaotic procession of ducks suddenly unfolded in front of them, a fluttery of green feathers. Two, three, six animals wandered past the pair, wobbling unsteadily on webbed feet. Only the bravest of the flock hobbled close to Lena to inspect the frayed hem of her nice pants.

"Uuuh," Lena's hand hovered.

"Ssh," Kara shushed gently, "I think he likes you."

The curious duck hesitated maybe three more seconds before he blinked his purple irises at Lena, batting one eyelid at a time. He lifted one wing and started preening. The other ducks were swimming lazy circles in the pond.

Kara leaned back on her feet to stare, flashing a proud smile.

Lena didn't meet her eye, busy doing some simple math under her breath. "He has... four wings."

Hammer tucked back in her belt, Kara sat again in the dirt, sending a fleeting apology to the grapevines, "Yes," the duck fluttered his wings, "You've never seen a duck before?"

"Of course I have- of course," said Lena, and then hesitated for a handful of choppy seconds, "We have ducks on... back on my home planet, but these... I've never seen alien ducks before."

Kara wrinkled her nose, "These aren't alien ducks," she pointed out.

"Of course they are, Kara. They have four wings, four-"

"That doesn't make them aliens."

"Ducks have two wings, Kara, two! Not four. Back on my...," she stumbled, "Back on..."

The first of the two suns the planet orbited around disappeared under the horizon, a trail of magenta embers left behind.

The breath that pushed out of Lena was long, sharp and Kara noticed the way it took another chip of tension out of her body. It dissolved into a hiccuping laughter, like syrupy bubbles clawing their way out of her throat. Lena kept chuckling even when her eyes filled with tears.

Done with his preening, the duck ambled towards the pond, tail wagging, his animal heart too young to comprehend the entirety of Lena's splintered feelings. Kara felt more in tune with him for a cursory instant.

Lena leaned back on her elbows, "I'm an alien."

Kara wondered if there was mercy in discovering another part of your soul, lost in such a minuscule place.

When Lena's tears dried, they revealed an hesitant grin buried underneath.

Happy late Halloween! Here’s a spooky Supercorp fic, inspired by this amazing art by @sheltereredturtle

Here’s a snippet:

Her body feels foreign. It takes days to adjust to the motions and weeks to grow comfortable in it.

It's like a second thought and each time she moves, she has to think about it. She bends forks and breaks dishes with inhumane strength. She reaches a staircase and doesn't remember how to lift her foot to take the first step.

The woman is always there with her, patient and ever so gentle. She eases her grip on the cutlery and hooks their elbows together before nudging her towards the stairs.

With each passing day, she acquires an inch more of her body.

A rattle of bones, a clack of fangs and teeth. Soft skin that bleeds under halfmoons of nails.

And if the rest of this family stands steadily in darkness, you will always fall into the light.

Darkwing Duck Future in 2017 Ducktales Thoughts

Firstly, the ending of ‘The Duck Knight Returns!’ was my all time favorite ending to a Ducktales episode to date! All those little pieces coming together that paid homage to the original Darkwing Duck and weaving it into the most original superhero origin story I’ve across; I’m still freaking out! All that potential for angst and deep stories! Whoever wrote that is a genius!

I’m really hoping, now that we’ve had that fabulous ending and all that promise, that we’ll get to see more of Darkwing. We’ve gotten a good amount of Gizmoduck, so I’m optimistic on seeing some Darkwing centered episodes in the new Ducktales.

I’ve been loving how the creative team on the 2017 Ducktales has been including content from the original source material (Della’s disappearance with the starship and Flinthart actually being South African - all things found in the original comics). 

And with the team weaving in Launchpad as Darkwing’s sidekick in the episode, just like in the show, it got me thinking:

Now that we’ve got a more solid backstory established for Darkwing/Drake Mallard, does this mean we’ll see Gosalyn?

While she wasn’t my favorite character in the original show (I applaud her voice actor, it’s such a recognizable voice - but for me, it was a little grating on my ears), I really liked the idea of her being around, and the story of an orphan being adopted is always touching.

But for the new version, I’d like to make a suggestion:

Don’t have the new DW/Drake adopt her. 

Now before anyone gets mad: hear me out.

I’m just suggesting a different candidate. I still want him to adopt a plucky girl that will keep him grounded; one that I think really deserves to have a family after all she’s gone through.

That’s right, I’m talking about:

LENA!!!!

Now that we’ve got this girl back, I suggest that instead of bringing in Gosalyn, that DW/Drake should come across this (at this moment, assumedly homeless) plucky orphan and adopt her. 

Lena’s got the ‘keeping it real’ attitude, she’s already rocking the casual tee shirt shirt we saw on Gosalyn, and it would give the writers more ways to feature her in future episodes!

Okay, I might be a little bias because I love this character so much, but I’m still saying her as DW/Drake’s adopted daughter still works!

Ducktales staff, you should do this. Please.

Luz saying “that’s what friends do” and Kara saying “for a friend like you there are no boundaries” have the same vibes.

Picture this.

Leviathan takes Lena to hurt Lex once they find out Lex is targeting them. Lena cleverly escapes (because she’s a badass) before getting caught by Leviathan during her escape and ends up being in real danger.

As soon as Kara finds out Lena is in danger, she freakin flies over and beats the crap out of whatever member of Leviathan is threatening Lena, but gets hurt during her blind rage fight and Lena finishes them off and helps hurt Kara. Thus begins their first step towards mending their relationship. Fighting to protect each other and realizing they still care deeply for each other.

What a first day, huh?

Here’s a little sneak peek of the fanfic i promised you all on my Lena’s post~ ;3

“(. . .) When Raienne finally arrived at the location of the mansion she was supposed to meet Victor, she knocked on the door and rang the doorbell a few times, you see, Raienne isn’t a very patient woman. So after some minutes, a very familiar (and unpleasant) face opened the door: the mad scientist ghost himself, Dr. Phantasmo…

Raienne: wha- YOU?! What are you doing here?!

Phantasmo: *mentally:* “Aw shit… who would have thought that the woman i’ve sent that email was the mother of that brat… well, it matters not, i’ll just make this quick~” Hello~ uh… “nice” to see you again… no?

Raienne: you speak for yourself, where’s Victor? I was supposed to meet him here.

Phantasmo: Ah, i’m afraid that… Victor is rather busy at the moment, so, he said you could make yourself comfortable and wait for him… or… you could have the job interview with me~

Raienne: Hmpf… frankly, men like to waste a woman’s time… out of my way, big guy.

Raienne placed her hand on Phantasmo’s chest and annoyingly pushed him aside so she could enter.

Phantasmo let out an annoyed “hmpf” and muttered under his breath how rude this lady is… he then closed the door and smiled wickedly when… what was that pink haired girl’s name? Ah yes~ Lena. Lena’s mother asked him if he was going to take forever or just start already the job interview:

Phantasmo: oh, don’t you worry dear~ we are going to get started… now~

Phantasmo said before yanking Raienne’s soul out and placing her body over his shoulder. He was holding a now ghostly angry Raienne by the wrist while carrying her body…”

Aaand that’s the preview from Lena’s first day at Telltown! :3

Fun fact about any of your ocs pls?

Oliver can shrink himself with his knowledge about magic he studied so much… now… as for why he would want to shrink himself… let’s just say he has his own reasons… lol.

Emilly is a homeschooled person… The reason… because Élos saw what happened when he sent Oliver to school and… well… let’s just say it did not ended well…

Lena at first wanted to be an astronaut when she was younger… but when she turned sixteen she simply said she wanted to work as a robotic mechanic like her mother.

And as for Nykui… it’s a bittersweet fact here that he dreams of what his mother looked like… (even if he never met her…) and also dreams about his father making cinnamon sugar beignets… (but for this to not end on a sad note: Nykui has the most cutest hand motions ever when he’s sleeping! ;3)

Hello my Tumblettes!

Everything alright with you? I hope you’re having a wonderful marvelous day~!

Here’s a post about Lena! Another Telltown Oc that i have shown you all before! :D

Hope you all enjoy~

Lena is an Telltown Oc.

Lena pronouns are She/her//They/them//he/him.

She’s 17 years old.

Their sexuality: Pansexual.

She’s almost the same height as Emilly, another Telltown Oc of mine! (When she’s standing with help of her supporters/canes)

He is also Brazilian! :3 (his family: 1° mother is also Brazilian; father is Russian; 2° mother is South-Korean and 1° mother’s mother is Brazilian)

Her comfort zone: her own home or Nykui’s hideout (when she’s feeling all stressed and/or angry, she meets Nykui on his little hideout on his treehouse to calm herself down… she likes nature and her new feline friend!)

(Btw, Nykui is another Telltown Oc of mine! You can find him on my latest posts or simply writing his name on the magnifying glass)

(Ps: Nykui tied a rope around the treehouse’s most thick and strong branch to let Lena climb it using her hands and arms… just so she would be able to also enter the treehouse :3) (another Ps: she always wear gloves when she climbs and when she comes down to not hurt her hands); her comfort food: instant noodles (her two mothers don’t let her eat too much of it because it’s unhealthy… but when her second mother notices when she’s blue, she always buys her favorite: spicy instant noodles ‘:3) or crispy tempura shrimp; her comfort objects: her ballerina shoes and her basketball; her comfort characters: any characters that are wheelchair users and hearing aid users like her or also strong women!; her comfort drink: Green grape tea soda and her comfort dessert: petit gateau of pistachio.

Lena is very strong thanks for the constant exercise on her arms (her legs is a different story though…) (btw: she was born without the capacity of moving her legs or the ability to walk, i mean, she can move her legs to a certain degree thanks to her supporters but that’s all she’ll ever manage to “walk”).

Lena is a newbie in Telltown: which means she moved in to the little town with her family: her two mothers, her dad, her robot nanny and one of her mother’s mother/her grandma basically (btw, i’m still thinking about names… i accept suggestions, lol). She is very excited to finally move in to a small town and meet new people! :D

Lena is very energetic, kind and intelligent: her favorite activities are ballet and basketball!

Her main goal is… to make new friends and live independently! (As soon as she turns 20, she wishes to live with her robot nanny alone in a different house from hers right now! Not that she has any problems with her family: she loves them greatly… she just… wants to have an independent life of her own! Of course she would still visit her family every now and then).

Here’s some fun facts about Lena:

Lena absolutely HATES when people pity her…

Since she is new in town, she is still learning about the town and its history! (She’s being herself: kind and nice with everyone! Some folks are already starting to like her :3)

Lena and Nykui have met each other when Nykui was on his mission of cutting some people hair strands and she almost had hers cut… until (Sizza) her robot nanny spotted the little neko boy and set off a loud alarm to warn everyone… this scared Nykui and made him run off… Lena felt bad for the boy (at first she thought Nykui was a girl because of his hairstyle) and thought that her robot nanny over exaggerated with the alarm… So, she decided to ask some townsfolk about the little neko “girl” but they all were confused: who was she talking about? Then, Lena would describe the neko’s appearance and- Ohhh! The few townsfolk she talked to told her that the little neko “girl” is actually a boy and he lived in the woods of the town.

Okay, Lena now knew almost where the little rascal lived… she then made a cucumber and raw tuna sandwich for the boy… when she was moving her wheelchair to the woods, Sizza and her first mother stopped her on her tracks:

1° mother: Lena… where do you think you are going now? We are still moving in and you want to befriend a little hooligan? He could had hurt you with that scissor!

Lena: but moooooom! I just want to apologize for scaring him!… although… Siza should be the one who should be apologizing…

Sizza: hmmpf… a “thank you” would be more welcome… you know me, your two mothers, your father and your grandmother just want the best for you…

2° mother: but that alarm was kind of unnecessary… don’t you think so honey? You could’ve installed some more subtle and quiet on Siza… could you have not?

1° mother: oh come on! Give me some backup here!

1° mother’s mother: oooh are we going to a camping trip? :)

Father: no mother-in-law, everyone is discussing if Lena should or shouldn’t apologize to the little neko boy we saw earlier in front of the market…

1° mother: and you’re on my and Sizza’s side… right?

Father: …Lena’s actually.

1° mother: . . .You two are the worst…

1° mother’s mother: oooh! A kitty cat boy? How lovely: i remember when i became friends with Carl-

1° mother: mom… not right now- WHERE DID SHE GO?!

Father and 2° mother: she went to the back door.

Sizza: *sighs*… don’t worry… i’ll go after her…

Lena then moved her wheelchair towards the woods… yada, yada, yada: some stuff happened (i intend to write a more in depth fanfic on how they met and how was Lena’s first day at Telltown) and she and Nykui became friends after she offered her cucumtuna sandwiches to her new feline friend! :D

One of Lena’s mothers has a prosthetic arm and hand she (Lena’s mother) created herself! (She was also the one who made Sizza and designed ‘n built Lena’s wheelchair)

Lena’s father is a composer and musician: he looks like he doesn’t care most of the time but he deeply loves his family and passion! He is just a little on his own little world sometimes… he looks scary and cold but is really a sweetheart and nice man when you know him better… (although even though to the ones he is very close with he looks scary and menacing… but he is trying to change his expressionless personality)

Lena’s other mother is a club singer: she and 1° mother have met when she was performing one of her songs at a club, 1° mother was so in love with 2° mother that she asked her in marriage right there, in front of everyone… Lena’s 2° mother laughed and said she would only marry Lena’s 1° mother if she beaten every guy at the club in an arm wrestling contest… and she had to use her weakest arm… not her prosthetic one because that would be some sort of cheat…

Needless to say: 1° Lena’s have beaten every. Single. Guy…

Of course, a lot more stuff happened but then: the two mothers got married! :D

And where does the father enters in the story? I’ll gladly answer you :)

Lena’s father was a random sperm donator and when he said, shyly, that he also wanted to be part of the child’s life… the two women agreed and the three of them married each other! Hurray! Second marriage! :D

The only person who went to the second marriage though… was Lena’s 1° mother’s mother… the other family members didn’t agreed to the “polygamous” relationship the three had: the other family members of the three of them (with the exception of 1° mother’s mother) had no problem with who they married with… as long as it was monogamous…

So they were dishonored and cut off from the rest family… the three of them decided to start anew in a small town named “Telltown”…

Lena’s 1° mother’s mother asked if she could live with them and they all agreed: after all, she was the only person who showed support towards their polygamous relationship.

Lena’s 1° mother also wanted to move in to Telltown because she got a “job opportunity” on there… little did she or the rest of them knew they almost were about to fall in a trap set up by the town’s villain… Dr. Phantasmo… (but little did HE knew that they were also going to give him a lot of trouble! Hahaha! >:D)

Ahem…

May i interest you all in…

Some new Telltown Ocs~?

I created (with help of two artists Picrew) these two cuties~!

The pink haired one is Lena and the neko is Nykui! :3

I’ll write more about them on my next post, so: stay tuned~!

Ein Anliegen welches mir sehr am Herzen liegt:

Seit wann ist es zum Massensport geworden, einen Menschen gleich zu verurteilen, nur weil Ermittler unbedingt schnell einen Täter für einen Mord finden wollen?!

Ja es ist schlimm das ein Kind vergewaltigt und nur 11 Jare alt wird, aber welchen Preis muss dieser Junge Mann zahlen, dass er aufgrund von Zeugenaussagen öffentlich angeprangert wird. Aber abwarten ob z.B eine DNA Analyse beweist das er die Tat begangen hat, das wäre ja nicht nötig gewesen. Es gilt ja nur: beruighe den schreienden, wütenden Mob, gib ihnen einen Schuldigen, koste es was es wolle...

So etwas nenne ich den sozialen Tod, denn sein Ruf ist unwiederuflich geschädigt!!!

Wer immer er auch ist, nein ich kenne seinen Namen nicht und bin auch froh das er mich nicht wirklich interessiert hat, er hat mein aufrichtiges Mitgefühl und ich wünsche ihm, dass er stark genug ist, sich den Respekt seiner Mitmenschen wieder zu erlangen.

For my international follower: I don't think that I'm able to translate it into English. For questions about what happened, feel free to write me a PM. 

To say one thing, it is about a young man, who was a suspect in a homicide case in Germany who was declared innocent, but his name was spread via social network before. His life is unbelievably difficult now...