#These sketches... Huhuhu

[yore-donatsu]

🔥 🤟💀🎸🎤🥢

[sixrealmsbeneaththesea]

still sniffing bbq pork fumes. it's been a year... please.

playing and experimenting with textures and color and just overall... shit. had fun at the expense of nausea from not sleeping much? whatever. it's rough and maybe a bit busy, but just the fun matters.

some artistic liberty. i wrote my gan sexy and head-lore wise to have a high internal temperature so that he literally has his own mass of hot air choking everybody out and making his hair swirly; and a belly like a superheated cauldron, cooking his malice-gloom moon period blood (i read that one post, i fux with it a tiny bit) to forge his monsters. so yeah, my personal design.

i just like monster mommies and daddies. he counts. all that pork and pork byproducts.

[temeyes]

presenting: my new children

[vanillray]

some funny old stuff bc i liked this game

[amyzworldds]

Title: When Life Gives You Tangerine

A shy girl from Jeju who secretly admires her lively classmate, Boo Seungkwan, through small, thoughtful gestures. As their lives take unexpected turns, her quiet support evolves over the years, blending childhood memories with dreams that grow far beyond their little island school. Pairing: Boo Seungkwan x Reader Genre: Fluff an: OMG, I forgot to include this part!! This was supposed to be included in Part One, and when I reread it, I just realized I forgot this. I'm sorry huhuhu😭

Seungkwan wasn’t as clueless as Y/N thought. Sure, he’d teased her that rainy day in class—“You! The quiet girl! Is it you?”—but he’d known all along. Those tangerines with their wobbly smiles and tiny “Fighting!” notes? Only one person in their class had cheeks that turned tangerine-red when she got shy. He’d caught her sneaking glances, seen her duck behind chairs, and he’d loved it. Every morning, he’d sit down, spot the tangerine grinning up at him, and feel like the luckiest kid in Jeju.

“Another one!” he’d say to Doyun, holding it up like a trophy. “Look at this heart—it’s so crooked, it’s cute!”

“You’ve got a secret admirer,” Doyun would snicker. “You should thank them.”

“Nah,” Seungkwan said, peeling it open. “She’s too shy. I don’t wanna scare her off. Plus, these tangerines? Best part of my day.”

But then, they stopped. The desk stayed empty, and so did Y/N’s seat at the back. Seungkwan frowned, poking Doyun one morning. “Hey, where’s the quiet girl? She sick or something?”

“Dunno,” Doyun shrugged. “Maybe she’s just late.”

She wasn’t late. Days passed, and Seungkwan started to worry. “What if she’s really sick? Like, really sick?” he whispered to himself, imagining all sorts of dramatic scenarios. Finally, he overheard Mrs. Kim talking to another teacher: “Y/N? Oh, she’s moved to Seoul with her parents.”

“Seoul?!” Seungkwan yelped, loud enough that Mrs. Kim turned around.

“Seungkwan, indoor voice!” she scolded, but he barely heard her. Y/N was gone—just like that?

That afternoon, he grabbed a tangerine from home, scribbled a quick “Get well soon!” on it (just in case she was sick), and marched to her grandparents’ house. He knocked, shifting nervously as the door creaked open.

“Oh! You’re the singing boy!” her grandma said, her eyes lighting up. “Seungkwan, right?”

“Uh, yeah,” he said, holding out the tangerine. “Is Y/N here? I heard she’s… gone?”

Her grandpa nodded, stepping out. “She’s in Seoul now, with her parents. Left real quick—didn’t even take all her things.”

Seungkwan’s shoulders slumped. “Oh… I brought this for her.”

Grandma smiled, taking the tangerine. “You’re a sweet boy. Wait here.” She shuffled inside and came back with a little sketchbook. “Y/N left this. We think you should have it—she was always drawing you, you know.”

“Me?” Seungkwan blinked, his cheeks going pink. He took the book, flipped it open, and—wow. Pages and pages of him: Seungkwan with a mic, Seungkwan with stars, Seungkwan on a stage with a crowd of tangerines cheering him on, their little faces beaming. He laughed, loud and bright. “She’s so funny! Look at these tangerines—they’ve got eyes!”

“She believed in you,” Grandpa said, chuckling. “Said you’d be a star someday.”

Seungkwan hugged the sketchbook to his chest. “I’m keeping this forever.”

Back home, he taped his favorite drawing—the one with the tangerine crowd—above his bed. Not long after, his life took a wild turn. A teacher uploaded a video of him singing at a contest, it blew up online, and suddenly, a company called Pledis was on the phone. High school hit, and boom—he was a trainee, sweating through dance practices and vocal lessons in Seoul.

Some nights, when he was bone-tired and ready to flop, he’d glance at that drawing. “You were right, Y/N,” he’d mumble, smiling. “I’m getting there.”

The other trainees noticed, of course. One day, Hoshi plopped down next to him, peering at the sketch. “What’s with the tangerine army, Seungkwan?”

“Oh, this?” Seungkwan grinned, holding it up. “It’s from my secret tangerine girl. Back in Jeju, she’d sneak these cute tangerines onto my desk—smiley faces, hearts, little notes. She was so shy, her cheeks would go all red!”

“Aw, that’s adorable!” DK cooed, leaning over. “Did you ever tell her you knew?”

“Nah, didn’t wanna embarrass her,” Seungkwan said. “But when she moved away, she left me this. Look at those tangerines—they’re my first fans!”

Mingyu smirked. “You’ve got a fan club before we even debuted. Lucky.”

“I know, right?” Seungkwan laughed. “She drew me like this—like I’d be a real singer. I wanna find her someday and say, ‘Look, your tangerines got me here!’”

Debut came, and Seventeen took off. Stages got bigger, crowds got louder, but Seungkwan never let go of that drawing. He’d tuck it into his bag for every tour, a little piece of Jeju magic. “Y/N’s out there somewhere,” he’d tell the boys backstage, grinning. “She doesn’t know it, but she’s the reason I kept going. I bet she’s still drawing tangerines for somebody.”

One night, after a massive concert, he stood on stage, waving to the sea of lightsticks. He didn’t know Y/N was out there, clutching her own tangerine, cheering him on like always. He didn’t know she’d become a Carat, her shy little heart still rooting for the boy who’d made her days brighter. But he held onto that hope—someday, he’d meet her again, show her that drawing, and say, “Hey, tangerine girl, we made it!”

[sofiathehooman]

Wanted to make a lil something

Frans Sketch illustration huhuhu💖✨

[pip0h]

more sketches for the last nyo ame comm i mentioned :3 still fixing some details huhuhu

[rorschachiris]

I am gonna go through your art and see if any of the Sokkla gods will grant me inspo to write for the ship!

hope you find inspo!! here's a quick sketch for you in case it helps huhuhu

[sakasakiii]

Hi!

I just wanted to say that I love your art very much. It is so pretty. It motivates me to keep on drawing.

Also- are you okay? How are you?

HELLO NONNIE!!! sorry for taking SO long to reply to this, but thank you sm for ur concern and for taking the time to send such a kind message 🥺 I'm doing fine! like i explained in my comeback post a few days ago, i've just been really busy hahahah.... which has been somewhat of a pattern in 2022-23? man. idk how i managed to do 2 posts a week regularly for all of 2021 but take me back to those peaceful days huhuhu 🥴 all in all, i'm alright dw!!

im absolutely honoured to hear that you've been inspired by my art!! it's very humbling to know u've taken the time to get such meaningful things out of the.... whatever it is ive been making HAAHAHA 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️ THANK YOUUU and i hope you keep creating!! nothing would make me happier than to see you continue pursuing ur art and i hope to see it one day for myself 🤞 HOHOOO??

i received a few more check-in asks from some other nonnies, so i'll follow up with them here ❤️ thank you to everyone who sent in things!! ur all too nice aughhh

ill throw in a lil post-angband sketch w/ amras n mae, bc i was in a mood to draw some cosy comfort things 🤗 (surviving) redheads gotta stick together !!

[cheeseckr]

Quick sketch of Melania from Reverse 1999!

I miss the times when I still played the game and I had ample storage in my phone huhuhu.... (⁠´⁠ ⁠.⁠ ⁠.̫⁠ ⁠.⁠ ⁠`⁠)

[self-indulgentmanic]

Hi hi~ im so glad that i have found a fellow artist who indulge in death mark shitpost! Can i make a request of saya and kazuo (masamune) clothes swap?

AJSJXB omg yesss

Heres a quick sketch huhuhu (kinda wanna actuallly render it thoo but maybe one day... huhu 😳😳)

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Huhuhu!!

I’d like to request a lord of the rings/the hobbit matchup please!!

So for my physical appearance 5,1, I have hazel eyes, and straightish brunette hair, I wear glasses since I have very poor eyes. Usually I have a somewhat simple style, I wear loafers and some flare jeans, hoodies with nice patterns and scarfes. Common colors are brown black beige green white and red also wear gold jewelry.

For my hobbies, I love painting and drawing a lot on general, I always try to read but I can never get myself to do so properly though… and I really like taking walks. I really. I also like talking to all of my friends a lot.

When meeting new people I can get a little shy, and I often convince myself that the people don’t like me, especially if I see them as like better then me. But when I meet new people and I’m already around some that I know and like I am more outgoing!! Oh and also I get very overwhelmed with my emotions quite easily, and when I’m angry I get sad.

And usually I’m somewhat extroverted..

Now my favorite songs are among others, scott pilgrim by plumteee, miles by mother mother, and pink triangle by weezer.

I hope this isn’t too long, I understand the struggle with dyslexia!!

Hello!

I hope you like your romantic matchup for both The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings!

:)

<3333

(This was fun to do)

Enjoy!

Romantic Matchups; The Lord Of The Rings and The Hobbit

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Romantic;

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The Lord Of The Rings;

Legolas Greenleaf -

You meet Legolas when you join the Fellowship of the Ring, tasked to assist in the journey as a skilled artist and observer.

Your talents lie in drawing maps and capturing landscapes to help the group navigate unfamiliar territories.

Initially, Legolas is intrigued by your quiet demeanor and notices your hesitation around him. (And some others.)

He offers small reassurances and makes an effort to include you in conversations.

During your travels, Legolas becomes your closest companion.

You bond over your shared appreciation for nature, often walking alongside each other in peaceful silence.

He admires your sketches, frequently complimenting how your art captures the beauty of Middle-Earth.

He even suggests places you could draw and finds rare flowers to inspire your paintings and drawings.

You sit together on nights when the Fellowship camps, and he shares elvish tales while you sketch or paint the stars above.

Long walks become a cherished routine for both of you.

Legolas matches your pace, pointing out hidden wonders like deer trails or rare blooms you might miss.

He teaches you elvish phrases and songs, enjoying your attempts to pronounce them.

In return, you teach him how to draw your favorite things.

You collaborate on making detailed maps, your artistic eyes blending beautifully when his keen sense of direction, memory, and, you know, his elf eyes can see pretty far.

Legolas finds himself drawn to your quiet strength and the way you light up when talking about things you love.

He begins to linger near you more often.

Offering his hand to help you over rough terrain or shielding you from rain.

You start noticing how his gaze lingers when you're focused on your art.

The corners of his mouth lifted in a soft smile.

His gentle nature and patience make your heart flutter.

The confession happens during a quiet moment in Lothlorien.

You're painting the shimmering trees, and Legolas watches in awe as you bring the golden and silver hues to life.

"You see the world with such beauty," He murmured, "It makes me wish I could see through your eyes... But perhaps being by your side is enough."

His words leave you speechless before you confess the very same.

"I could say the same to you, Legolas." You spoke softly, "You show me beauty in ways I never thought possible. It's not just the world… it's you."

Legolas’s eyes widened for a moment, the faintest hint of surprise gracing his otherwise serene expression.

Then, a gentle smile broke across his face, one so full of warmth it made your heart ache.

"Then let us share this journey together," He said, his voice as steady and soothing as a summer breeze.

"Through my eyes and yours, we will see more beauty than either of us could alone."

His hand brushed yours, fingers intertwining in a gesture so natural, it was as if they had always belonged there.

At that moment, surrounded by the tranquil beauty of Lothlórien, the two of you found something rare and unspoken - an unbreakable bond that only grew stronger with every passing day.

Legolas shows his affection through subtle gestures - tucking a stray hair behind your ear, carrying your supplies without being asked, and bringing you small treasures like unique leaves or stones.

He often hums elvish melodies while you paint, creating a serene atmosphere. You find it comforting, a constant reminder of his presence.

You tease him for being able to walk on snow.

You wish you could walk on snow...

Stargazing becomes a regular activity. He teaches you the elvish names of constellations, tracing them in the sky with his finger.

He braids small strands of your hair, incorporating elvish designs, and you return the favor by weaving wildflowers into his.

Legolas loves walking with you, the world bathed in soft golden hues. He often expresses how peaceful it feels to be by your side.

He makes it his mission to protect you, always keeping you in his line of sight during battles.

If you ever feel overwhelmed, he softly sings elvish songs to calm you.

Legolas would carve small wooden tokens for you to carry, tiny reminders of his love.

When he’s deep in thought, you bring him tea or sit beside him, offering quiet comfort until he’s ready to speak.

~~~

The Hobbit;

Kili Durin -

You meet Kili when the company of Thorin Oakenshield arrives at Beorn’s home.

You live there, having been friends with Beorn since you were small.

He was your protector.

Kili’s curiosity is piqued the moment he sees you in the barn.

He’s fascinated by your flair for art and strikes up a conversation by jokingly asking if you could make him look more handsome in a drawing.

Kili quickly becomes your partner-in-crime, always roping you into playful pranks on the Company.

Your shared sense of humor makes you an inseparable duo.

You end up going with him and the Company for the rest of their trip.

He loves watching you sketch, often leaning over your shoulder and asking endless questions about your process.

His genuine interest never fails to make you smile.

The two of you exchange stories - him recounting dwarven adventures and you sharing the songs that inspire your art.

He practices archery with you, offering to teach you (though it often devolves into playful teasing and laughter).

You both enjoy stargazing, lying on the grass, and sharing dreams and aspirations under the vast sky.

Kili starts seeking out your company more than anyone else’s.

He becomes unusually protective, always stepping in front of you when there’s danger.

You notice how his teasing turns softer, his jokes aimed more at making you laugh than flustering you.

The realization hits you - his laugh, his warmth, his ability to make you feel safe - it all makes your heart race.

The confession happens after a particularly close call in battle. Kili pulls you aside, gripping your hands tightly.

“I don’t think I can go another day without telling you how much you mean to me. You’re the best part of this journey.” His words are heartfelt and earnest, leaving you both smiling through tears.

Kili showers you with attention, from playful winks across a crowded room to bear hugs that lift you off the ground.

He loves holding your hand, whether walking through the woods or sitting by the fire.

The relationship is filled with warmth, laughter, and an undeniable sense of belonging.

Kili loves stealing your scarf and wearing it around camp, claiming it’s “to remember your warmth.”

He writes you short, clumsy poems that always make you laugh, even when they don’t rhyme.

The two of you bake together, though it’s more about throwing flour at each other than actually making something edible.

He’d create small trinkets or jewelry out of materials he finds during travels, presenting them with a proud grin.

Kili would always stand up for you, no matter the odds, ensuring you feel safe and valued.

Cuddles? Cuddles. :)

Yeah, no one is dying.

You’d sketch a heartfelt portrait of Thorin’s Company, giving it to him as a token of his journey and heritage.

You'd also draw him, joking bout how you made him "more handsome", you just drew him how you see him.

You’d keep his spirits up with your humor and warmth, becoming his anchor in tough times.

You’d craft a small journal filled with your drawings and notes about your adventures together, something he’d treasure forever.

[ivantill-i-kms]

Done skimming the artbook. Moving on with the sketchbook ㅇㅅㅇ

Umm 4 pages in and there's a sketch of Till looking at Ivan but Ivan's not looking at him(?)

Okay hit me with the kiss scene next okay

Ivan looking crazy

Okay KISS SCENE AGAIN BUT MORE VILOENT??

More gorgeous Till 😍😍

KISS SCENE AGAIN BUT WITH IVAN HAVING A MANIC LOOK IN HIS EYES

Till being choked

KISS SCENE AGAIN BUT MORE VIOLENT 5x???? Both have their eyes open

Beautiful Ivan as always

AWWW TILL IS SOOO CUTE 🥺🥺🥺

And hit me with dead Ivan...

They are hugging 🥺

Erm blushing freak kid Ivan???!???

And more kiss scene

Ivan being beautiful again

And Till suffering...

Cute freak Ivan

MY QUEEN MIZI HUHUHU 😭😭😭

WHY DOES SUA LOOKS SO SOULESS

And shooting stars Ivan

[peony-flowerking7]

that face ehuhuhuhu

My drawing arm hurts lol weak ass

Look at Duzhe face huhuhu I'm smoothing some scenes out this will take me YEARS! Maybe sacrifice those sleeping time btw new chapter for the fanfic but I won't link it until I have a base ready I have like three ideas on what I want to do I'll sketch them out as thumbnails show it to you guys later.

Guys Guys! I WANNA HAVE SHORT HAIR I hate long hair on me

[ilyuu-archive]

" let's go strawberry picking 🧺 ! " ° ｡

yui that little drabble made my day huhuhu anyway do you want a scara sketch or a xiao sketch🫵⁉️

how about both? ☺️☺️ I’M KIDDING A SCARA ONE OBVIOUSLY he’s my scrunkly i could never pick anyone else over here sniffles

[migzzyy]

WEEK 10: Presentation Done, But the Work Continues

'Cause I, I I don't know how to feel But I wanna try I don't know how to feel But someday, I might Someday, I might ♫♫♫ What Was I Made For? Song by Billie Eilish

This week has been the busiest so far, from back-to-back quizzes to cramming for our presentation (huhuhu). I spent a lot of time polishing the manuscript while my other teammates focused on designing the Figma user interface. Despite the rush, we worked well as a team, and I think the presentation went smoothly. The panelists gave us positive feedback, especially on the UI, along with some suggestions for improvement and fixes. The only major issue was that Chapter 3 was missing from our printed manuscript—we had actually completed it, but we thought only Chapters 1 and 2 needed to be printed. Overall, everything went well, but there’s still a lot left to do—after all, we’re only halfway through.

P.S. My quick sketch of Niño during DDC. Haha.