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I think Genya hates his demon eating ability.

He wants to fight fair and square, with his own strength, and he hates every time he has to take demon flesh just to survive and keep fighting.

He hates the taste of demon flesh, he would rather drink poison, but that's the only way he can survive and heal his wounds.

Genya hates it.

Following my dreams and making bionicle fanmerch in the year 2023

undersea animals when a whale dies

I don't know if anyone has talked about this, but

The thing that haunts me is that Sanemi is the only one with his hair color in his family. Yes, he could have gotten his white hair from his other ancestors, but what if it's really gray?

Sanemi is a damn gray-haired kid who suffered so much from his father in the past that his hair turned out like that.

Poor kid.

I found out about Mari Lwyd - and I fell in love with the concept. Here are some of my Lwyd arts I drew during the last couple of years The most recent art is here

P.S. - don’t forget about the frogs

I can't help but think about how the Hashira elements affect them and reflect them.

For example, what if Sanemi was called Breeze? Despite his defensive aggression, I feel like he's like the Wind, playful and active, and can provide a slight calm, like a cool breeze after a hot day.

Okay, okay, maybe I'm crazy, but I can't let go of this thought.

Giyu, if his injury hadn't overwhelmed him so much, would clearly be very accommodating and understanding, someone who would keep his comrades from doing anything too reckless. He's generally soft and gentle, like a light rain during a sunny period.

Maybe I should write more of these headcanons!

I can't get over the fact that Obanai is almost blind in his right eye, and he relies heavily on Kaburamaru to navigate his surroundings. True, I can almost always see that the snake's head is on his left shoulder.

But there are times when his snake friend isn't around… And his right side is a little vulnerable.

Did Sanemi know about this?

Oh, I'm sure he found out about it in the most horrible and stupid way!

Simply bumping into or accidentally touching Obanai, exploding in a light curse about how inattentive he is, especially for a Hashira. But seeing, or rather, not hearing the response tirade, Sanemi falls silent, tilting his head to the side, trying to understand what's going on.

And only after learning about the blindness, he barely snorts in irritation, folding his arms over his chest.

"Is that the case? Your right side needs work."

Obanai himself would not notice at what point after that, Wind Hashira began to stay to his right, in meetings, in battle, just nearby.

His golden eye always caught the vague figure of his friend nearby, but Iguro himself never said anything about it.

Perhaps he was comforted by this presence, even if he would never admit it. Not even to himself.

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*crumbles into dust after finishing this* Thank you for reading! This The Hobbit webcomic adaptation thing takes a lot of effort to put together and I can’t tell you how much I appreciate every comment. I also really appreciate the people who’ve spread the word of this comic to their friends! <3

And finally, we’re at the Song of the Lonely Mountain! Within Tolkien’s canon, The Hobbit is an in-universe book that was “written” by Bilbo Baggins, who occasionally lies/embellishes/exaggerates things. The tonal differences between The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings are explained by Bilbo and Frodo/Sam being different kinds of storytellers, with different relationships to “the truth.” This idea is the core of how I’m adapting the novel!  Bilbo is an unreliable narrator who is literally ‘drawing’ from his own limited experiences;  the different art styles reflect the different perspectives of other characters.   The “dwarf art style” in this chapter is inspired by stonework/metalwork in general— but especially by a mix of art deco, Celtic art, and European folk art. 

The central tension of the comic is between Bilbo and Thorin, who each have wildly different ideas about what kind of  story they’re in. Thorin is in a grand fantasy epic, while Bilbo is in a lighthearted children’s book adventure.  The tragedy is, obviously, that only one side of the story ever gets to be fully told.

On a sillier note, a few years ago I had my first gay crush on a lesbian who sang while playing the piano. This chapter is dedicated to the piano lesbian. I hope they’re doing well, wherever they are. XD

I think I might need a bit of a break but I’m hoping for the next chapter, titled “Dawn,” to arrive on January 13th. And your comments/support really do help motivate me to get more done! ^_^

A little fact from my childhood that I find a little funny and cute.

When I was little, I didn't play with dolls, finding them less interesting than animal toys, especially mythical creatures, especially reptiles, which I adore. And as a result, I dressed my stuffed crocodile in a red little knitted doll sweater and pushed it in a stroller :р

It's not like they thought it would happen.

Not with their pace of life and the fact that they could die at any moment.

But it happened.

Obanai was just relaxing on the tatami, stroking Kaburamaru's body in his hands, removing old scales, helping his little friend with the molt. It was a rather personal moment, which they usually spent alone, but this time everything happened a little differently.

Sanemi suddenly appears in the space of his room in the Corps, but he doesn't say anything.

In general, he tried, tried to be quieter next to Iguro, knowing that snakes don't like loud sounds, and disturbing Iguro at such a moment would be simply rude.

So with the same silence he approaches, glancing at the place next to Obanai, and, receiving a slight nod, sits down next to him.

The moments pass as Shinazugawa watches the unity between Obanai and his snake without disturbing the peace, and only when Kaburamaru crawls away from his hands does he hand Iguro a bento without looking at him.

"What is this?"

"Lunch. You haven't eaten in almost four days again, idiot. Are you trying to kick back or are you like Kaburamaru and eat once a week?" Wind Hashira grumbles, glancing at Obanai.

He doesn't respond to this reproach, simply accepting the wooden bento and opening it, tilting his head to the side in mild surprise, like a snake. A couple of onigiri, with salmon by the smell, vegetables, and shrimp tempura. Suddenly, his stomach rumbles faintly, only now letting him know that perhaps he really has managed to get hungry during the days when he skipped meals.

"Thank you." Obanai doesn't smile even under his bandages, but he can tell from Sanemi's grin that he's clearly pleased.

They don't speak any further as Iguro eats, bandages loosened and slightly turned away, more out of habit. It's not like there was any point in hiding his scars now, especially from Shinazugawa, who wasn't embarrassed by his own scars, but it made him feel better anyway.

But when he finishes, it's a surprise to him when Sanemi hands him a couple of bluish-colored mochi on parchment.

Obanai starts to say something, but Sanemi simply places the dessert on his lap without looking at him.

"You treated my bugs. Consider it gratitude." he snorts, grinning contentedly as Obanai bites into the mochi, tasting the blueberry filling.

He… He's never been given treats like this, and he's a little confused.

"You're a slob without bandages," Sanemi suddenly mutters softly, using his thumb to wipe away some of the berry filling from Iguro's scars, licking it off immediately, leaving Hashira Snake with wide, surprised eyes.

Damn Iguro, he doesn't even know how adorable he looks right now.

And how adorable and confused he is when Shinazugawa's lips touch his, a light touch, soaking in the taste of blueberries.

It's only then that Sanemi realizes that the damn blueberries leave marks on his skin, and so he pulls away, exhaling.

"Watch your damn diet, Obanai." he curses, standing up and leaving Obanai in shock. It's only when he leaves that Iguro's cheeks burn with realization, and he quickly pulls the bandages back.