#like I loveeee drawing side profiles now

[jellophoid]

FIRST YEAR OF COLLEGE IS FINISBEDD— some of my favourite pieces from my drawing 2 class ^^)) what a fun year

[tangledinmdzs]

helloooooo! Hope you're in good health :) Could you possibly do something with mdzs characters where the reader is like "I hate you" and they go "you know you love me" Thanks! I love your blog~

hewwo!

thank you for your wishes, i send the same warmth right back to you; i’m so glad that you’ve been enjoying the blog, thank you for reading

and most definitely; i love best friend vibes

･ﾟ:* ＼(★^∀^★)／*:･ﾟ

“i hate you...”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 

Wei Wuxian

“no, no you don’t, you loveeee me,” Wei Wuxian has the audacity to sing song

and you breathe out a long sigh through your nose, praying to some higher being to give you strength

because as much as Wei Wuxian was your best friend

sometimes,

you couldn’t deal with him,

“i told you that i’d let you borrow a few pieces of paper for the talisman, not the entire stack of it!!” you tell him, loudly

“but look look y/n, look at all of these designs that i finally got to try out,”

and you groan out an angry huff before stomping out of his little cave back to the openness of the Burial Mounds

maybe it was the dark energy storming up around here, but the more you looked at him the angrier you got

though before you can step back out to the main grounds you feel his weigh on you from behind, arms wrapping your shoulders

you’re stopped in your tracks as Wei Wuxian’s warm weight leans against your back

“you love me, don’t you?” Wei Wuxian asks, gently 

his tone is something between playfulness, curiosity and...something

you don’t need me to love you, you can’t help but think as you remember white blue cloud robes

“sure,” you reply and shoulder out of his grasp as you leave the cave

he’ll take it as he will

Jiang Cheng

at your words, Jiang Cheng huffs out a small little breathy huff before turning around and following you as you stomp off, 

the wood of the pier creaks and thumps with each step that you stomp away back to your room, but half way there 

you feel a hand grab your waist, spin you around in the middle of the board walk

you’re turned face to face his eyes locking on you, long hair gently swaying with the motion of turning you

his arms locked around your waist in a tight, comfortable, embrace

“you know you love me,” Jiang Cheng says, confidently (lovingly)

“unfortunately,” you reply, because even though you were annoyed with him for getting yet another puppy (without asking you first!) you can’t ever hold a grudge with him for too long

Jiang Cheng gives you that small, lip-only smile that he’s good at before leaning for a kiss

though you lean back, placing two fingers on his puckered lips when he leans in

“no more puppies,” you tell him, leveling your eyebrow

“there’s never enough puppies,” Jiang Cheng answers against your fingers and you can feel your annoyance come back,

“Jiang Cheng,” you groan out 

he smiles at you widely, one hand of his coming up to move your hand away as he swoops in close to you

“alright, i promise,” Jiang Cheng agrees before swooping in for his long awaited kiss

Xue Yang

after you huff out that line, Xue Yang simply laughs at you

he shakes the blood off of his sword turning to get a better glimpse at your annoyed profile

you have many faces that he likes

but he thinks he is most fond of the current one you’re wearing now,

mid-pout, lower lip jutted out, the smallest wrinkle in the middle of your furrowed eyebrows

“c’mon, y/n, you love me,” he quibs and in one quick motion you turn to level your sword at him, annoyed

even with your blade at his neck, Xue Yang trusts (knows) well that you wouldn’t cut him

“when it’s my kill, don’t butt in,” you scold him, only to watch Xue Yang shrug under your blade

“can’t help it if you’re slow, baby” Xue Yang replies and you really feel the urge to nick a nice little slice at his neck

but you hold yourself back, drawing your sword angrily to your side

because between the both of you, someone had to be merciful

you sheathe your sword before crossing your arms across your chest, turning away from him 

the air is quiet around you both

in the stillness of the dead fierce corpses, Xue Yang wraps an arm around your shoulder, laying it there as you face is still turned away from him

“wouldn’t want you to get any blood on that pretty face of yours,” Xue Yang says and you huff out an annoyed breath at him

you don’t know how many times you have to remind him that you were a cultivator that was just as capable as he was

and anger rears in your head enough for you to turn and glare at him

but when you meet his eyes, between the spark of mischief,

you’re surprised to see just the smallest,

tiniest, bit

of care

Xiao Xingchen

“but... you love me,” 

Xingchen had responded to your clumsy tease so genuinely, earnestly

you see his mild surprise when you turn to look at him, eyes scared that you might actually not like him anymore

from that you resolve to not direct the word hate to him ever again, even if you didn’t mean it

“aw, Xingchen,” you coax him, dampening your own hot headed anger to explain to him,

because even though you were angry (annoyed, really) it wasn’t enough to use the word hate in the way that he had always heard it

“i do love you, it’s just... sometimes i don’t like some of the things you do,” you tell him gently, but honestly

Xingchen hums at you, looks down at your hands holding his and then back up to you,

“i don’t hate you Xingchen, i never could,” you reassure moving your small hands to his forearms to get closer to him,

Xingchen looks at you for a moment longer, 

and in his hesitance you step into his open arms, wrapping yourself around his waist

“i love you more each and every day, that’s why i hate it when you do things by yourself. so tell me, when you need help, okay?” 

you feel Xingchen let out a gentle kind of breath at the top of your head, 

feel the small apology when his arms wrap around you in return