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writingforstraykids · 3 months

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You guys are my world

Pairing: Chanlix x femReader (mention of OT8)

Word Count: 751

Summary: Sometimes you just need a day off. What a better way than spending it with your boyfriends at the beach.

Warnings/Tags: fluff, lazy moments, bonfire,...

A/N: Sorry I'm late, I completely forgot to post yesterday. Hope you enjoy it babe @miuracha 💕

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The sun was setting, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink as you, Chan, and Felix made your way to the beach. You had decided to escape the hustle of their daily lives for a quiet evening by the sea with the rest of the group. The air was filled with the salty scent of the ocean and the gentle sound of waves hitting the shore.

As the others set up a place for later, the three of you decided to go for a walk. You kicked off your shoes, feeling the still warm sand between your toes. Felix immediately ran towards the water, his laughter echoing in the air. Chan watched him with a fond smile you've seen so often before.

"Come on, you two!" Felix called out, splashing water in your direction.

You laughed and grabbed Chan's hand, pulling him towards the water. "Let's not let him have all the fun!"

You spent a few moments having fun in the shallow waves, the setting sun casting a golden glow on your boyfriends' faces. Felix attempted to splash both Chan and you, leading to a playful water fight. The sound of your laughter mixed with the soothing rhythm of the ocean.

As the sky slowly darkened, you decided to walk back along the beach, the sand now cool under your feet. Felix found a stick and started drawing in the sand. He sketched a simple heart, adding their initials inside, and smiled at you.

Chan stood beside you, watching Felix with an affectionate gaze. "He never stops surprising us, does he?" Chan said, his voice soft.

You nodded, heart swelling with love for the two men who meant the world to you. "He's our little bundle of surprises."

"Shut up," Felix smirked.

You continued your walk, the stars beginning to sparkle in the night sky. Chan wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you close. Not wanting to be left out, Felix wrapped his arm around Chan's waist.

As you reached your friends, they already set up a small bonfire. You loved spending time with all of them. Minho was preparing some dinner with the help of Jeongin, Seungmin and Changbin were playfully arguing about a current song. Jisung was staring at the fire, peacefully leaning against Hyunjin, who also didn't pay much attention to them.

As the night went on, the fire began to fade, and the group started to leave. Chan, Felix and you decided to make your way back to the car.

The moon was shining bright, casting a silver glow over the water. Sitting on the cool sand, you gazed at the ocean. Felix rested his head on Chan's shoulder, his eyes reflecting the moonlight. You leaned against Felix, your hand finding Chan's, intertwining your fingers.

"Moments like these make everything worth it," Chan said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Felix hummed in agreement, his eyes closing. "I wouldn't trade this for the world."

You looked at the two most important people in your life fondly. "You guys are my world," you said, voice thick with emotion.

"And you are ours," Chan answered lovingly.

You sat there in silence for a while, each lost in your own thoughts. Eventually, Felix sat up. "I dare you both to race back to where we started," he challenged, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

Chan raised an eyebrow, a competitive spark lighting up in his eyes. "You're on, Lix."

You laughed, standing up with them. "Alright, but no cheating!"

With a countdown, you took off, running along the beach, your laughter echoing in the night. The race was less about winning and more about enjoying the moment. You all knew Chan would win easily.

Chan reached the destination first, throwing his arms up in victory. Felix and you arrived moments later, out of breath but beaming with happiness.

"Okay, you win," Felix laughed, ruffling Chan's hair.

Chan stuck his tongue out playfully. "I always do."

You put your shoes back on and began the walk back to your car. As Chan drove back home, you knew that these moments were the ones you would cherish forever: the laughter, the ocean, the race.

Chan glanced at Felix, who was already dozing off in the backseat, and then at you, your eyes reflecting the streetlights as they passed. He felt an overwhelming sense of love and happiness, knowing that you had each other no matter what the future held.

And in the end, that was all that mattered.

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dmitriene · 8 months

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— coquettish unveil.

᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ «now let my body do the moving»

᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ «and let my hands do the soothing»

summary: sometimes even the most familiar routine can lead to unexpected things, you just need to be a little bolder. content: bartender re2 leon x fem reader tags: nsfw, smut, fluff, comfort, teasing, mentions of alcohol, reader is calling leon a puppy, flirting, kisses, oral m receiving. author's note: hope you don't tired of bar encounters, because this one is going to be just a little bit spicy, hope you'll like it! enjoy your reading) 🌙 (18+ warning)

In the bright pattern of your young adult life, the charm of parties and gatherings is deeply woven into your daily routine, sharp laughter and the charm of new faces were your constant companions on weekends and evenings, nights often found you among a sea of friends, music and the seething lights of clubs, house parties and always favorite bars.

Bars in particular have a special place in your heart, the ambient hum of chatter, the gentle clink of glasses and the enveloping aroma of alcohol created a unique symphony that resonated with your soul, in one particular establishment you became something of a familiar face, and your presence reserved a seat for you among the regulars, the bartenders knew your drink preferences, and the atmosphere welcomed you with the warmth of home.

However, it was on one of these modest nights that the atmosphere had undergone a slight change, the air still saturated with the anticipation and merriment that usually accompanied such meetings, but there was an electric charge, an undercurrent of something unusual that was about to unfold.

Sitting in your usual place at the bar, you saw familiar sights — dim light casting shadows on old wooden furniture, bartenders deftly mixing concoctions, and a background of laughter painting the canvas of the evening, but in the midst of a familiar scene, your eye was drawn by a figure who seemed to materialized from another world.

A head of blond hair, casually and charmingly tousled, crowned a face that epitomized the dichotomy of raw masculinity and undeniable boyish charm, his blue eyes sparkled with an innocence that stood out against this world of revelry, he was like a puzzle piece that didn't quite fit, yet paradoxically, he seemed to belong in a way that defied logic.

As if driven by fate, your eyes met his eyes in a moment that seemed both accidental and deliberate, his lips curved into a timid smile and you answered with a mutual smile, curiosity mixed with surprise, among the noise and bright tapestries of the bar your world narrowed to encompass only him.

Every glimpse seemed to carry a hint of recognition, a silent acknowledgment of a deep seated intrigue, the charm he radiated, like that of an infatuated puppy traveling through the adult world, became intoxicating in itself.

The atmosphere of the bar, once a symphony of collective energy, began to turn into a private performance for the two of you, the laughter of strangers and the clink of glasses was replaced by a distant whisper, leaving only lingering traces of his gaze on your skin, each shot you downed felt like a heartbeat, a countdown to the next time your eyes would meet.

As the night deepened, the unspoken charm between you grew stronger, weaving an invisible thread of expectation that brought you closer every moment, his gazes were like secret notes, his blue eyes traced the contours of your face with reverence that took your breath away, rough the honesty in his eyes revealed a truth he couldn't put into words — he found you incredibly beautiful.

The bar itself seemed to take on an air of conspiratorial mystery, its walls reflecting the hushed conversations of strangers entangled in their own stories, and amid this orchestral symphony of moments you felt yourself drawing closer, the space between you becoming less of a divider than an invitation.

Intimate touches, no matter how fleeting they were, spoke volumes.

As you took the drink from his outstretched hand, your fingers touched his in a subtle dance that sent electrical shivers down your spine, as if the touch was filled with meaning beyond its simplicity, a whisper of connection that resonated with every nerve ending.

In response, his skin flushed, a gentle blush painted his cheeks like a canvas, his vulnerability was sweet, a reminder that despite the bravado of the world around him, it is the smallest gestures that can ignite the deepest emotions, the atmosphere seemed to reflect the rhythm of your heartbeat, a syncopated melody that reflects the growing chemistry between you.

Against the background of the bar atmosphere, you both participated in this silent dance — stealthy glances carrying promises and gentle touch of fingers that paint the canvas of the evening with shades of possibility, a bar that was once a bustling arena — now existed solely for the sake of the story that unfolded between you and the charming blond at the other end of the room.

᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌➽─────────❥

As night fell, the air in the bar seemed to take on a slightly different hue — a mixture of anticipation, mischief and liquid courage that gave you courage, once muffled laughter now resonated with carefree swagger, and the clinking of glasses was accompanied by knowing glances from friends, it was a night full of opportunities, and you again felt drawn to that charming blonde in the corner of the room.

With newfound courage, supported by the warmth of alcohol coursing through your veins, you let your playful side take the lead, your glances became less fleeting, more attentive, as if every exchange of glances contained a secret promise, each sip of the drink felt like an initiation into a flirtatious dance that was as exhilarating as it was intoxicating.

And then, as if guided by some kind of unspoken agreement, your eyes met again, this time your smile was more pronounced, the curve of your lips saying a lot without uttering a single word.

The corners of his mouth twitched in response, caught between surprise and delight, there was charm in his awkwardness, a vulnerability that was disarmingly cute.

Taking the opportunity to bridge the gap, you leaned a little closer and your voice softened over the background noise — «You look like that guy who feels at home with a loyal labrador, not in a place like this»

He laughed, and in that sound there was both self awareness and a note of self abasement — «I won't deny that i've never been the soul of the party»

You shook your head with a teasing glint in your eyes — «Well, i find it quite refreshing, and you have this… puppy charm»

The compliment seemed to take him by surprise, his cheeks turning a pink blush that contrasted with his well groomed, serious appearance — «Puppy charm? That's nice?»

You leaned even closer, your voice was like a conspiratorial whisper — «It's the best thing, it makes you stand out from the crowd»

His smile was sincere, his blue eyes sparkled in the dim light — «Well, in that case, i'm glad i was able to stand out from someone»

The dialogue between you continued to develop — a delightful exchange of witty remarks, anecdotes and flirtatious teasing, each word kindling the flames of attraction, creating an atmosphere that was as intense as it was uplifting, the air was filled with the promise of something more, a connection that challenged the boundaries of the bar.

As the night wore on, your playful jokes turned into an engaging dialogue that seemed to exist in a bubble of its own separate from the rest of the world, with each conversation deepening the connection between you and the blonde, creating an atmosphere filled with anticipation and desire.

With a smirk that was a bit mischievous, you leaned against the bar, gazing at him intently — «So, Mr. Puppy Charm, what does a guy like you do in a place like this?»

He chuckled and that warm sound seemed to fill the space between you — «Well, i could ask you the same thing, you stand out here like a breath of fresh air»

You raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence and incomprehension — «Oh, really? And what makes me different from others?»

His eyes lingered bashfully on your lips for a moment before he met your eyes again — «First of all, you're not like anyone else here, you've got this… discreet beauty that cannot be ignored»

Your heart skipped a beat, his words ignited a spark inside you — «Underrated beauty, huh? Is that your way of saying I'm not trying too hard?»

He laughed, and that ringing laugh seemed to resonate with the rhythm of your heart — «Exactly, you are like a quiet magnet in a room full of noise»

The playful communication continued, each sentence a stepping stone that brought you closer together, with a knowing smirk you reached for your drink on the bar, letting your fingers touch his arm, the touch sent shivers down his spine, the bond between you growing stronger with each touch of skin.

He looked at you with a cheerful gleam in his eyes — «You know, you're not going to make it easy»

You leaned over, your voice dropped to a sultry whisper — «Who says i want it easy?»

His cheeks flushed, his fingers ran nervously along the rim of his glass — «You're something else»

Your laughter blended with the ambient noise of the bar, creating a unique melody — «I can say the same about you, it's not every day i meet a charming guy who looks like he'd rather be in a dog park than a bar»

He leaned closer, the space between you was reduced to nothing — «Well, i'm definitely happier right here and now»

Words hung in the air filled with unspoken promise, with a playful smile you raised your glass — «For unexpected meetings and charming puppy mood»

He nodded his head, his eyes meeting yours with such intensity that your heart began to beat faster — «To new beginnings and the search for someone who sees beyond the surface»

As the night wore on, the atmosphere changed again, the intimacy of your words creating a cocoon of shared secrets and vulnerabilities, the chemistry between you was undeniable, a force that seemed to draw you closer every moment.

And then, as the lights in the bar began to dim and the crowd slowly dispersed, you found yourself at the crossroads of something unusual, with a mixture of awe and excitement, you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, not taking your eyes off him.

He swallowed nervously, his voice like a whisper and whine, carrying the weight of a thousand unspoken words — «A-are you.. sure?»

Leon leans against the counter, his eyes fixed on you as you approach him, he watches you, a hint of an embarrassed smile playing on his lips as you kneel in front of him, a soft glow of dim light creates a seductive aura around you, heightening the intensity of the moment.

He gently and tremblingly runs his fingers through your hair, his touch is both tender and submissive, his eyes a combination of awe and adoration as he looks down at you.

Your hands slide up his legs and he gasps as your lips touch his robed body and he lets out a low whine of pleasure.

The long silence is broken only by the quiet hum of the refrigerator and the distant sound of your breathing, leaning against the counter, he watches you slowly unbutton his pants, freeing his cock from its borders, his expression softens, tenderness appears in his features.

— «Please..» he whispers in a whining and hoarse voice.

His eyes are fixed on you and he watches carefully as you guide your hand towards his hardened cock as you begin to stroke him, your touch gentle and careful.

His free hand reaches out, his fingers gently sliding along the contour of your face, along the line of your jaw, the blonde's touch is gentle and he leans down in an impatient manner, covering your lips with a slow, long kiss, his tongue gently exploring the depths of your mouth.

You maintain eye contact with him as your lips part, a mischievous gleam in your eyes as you release his cock from his pants and your lips part, you take him in your mouth, your tongue spins around the tip and you begin to suck it in slow, deliberate movements.

Leon struggles to maintain his composure, his breathing becomes slightly ragged and his grip on the bcounter tightens, making his knuckles turn white from the pressure applied.

As you continue to please him, your lips slide up and down his cock, your tongue swirls and teases him with every stroke, you maintain a steady rhythm, alternating between gentle sucking and playful tongue movement, the warmth of your mouth enveloping him and you feel him becoming harder in your mouth.

His eyes drop from time to time to meet yours, his gaze reflecting a mixture of desire and urgency.

You continue to suck and please him, your mouth working hard as you stroke the base of his cock with your hand, the sensations intensify and you can feel his hips twitch slightly — a sign that he is struggling to maintain his composure and let you do all the work.

Leon tries to hide his reaction, but his breathing gets heavier and his grip on the table tightens even tighter, his voice trembling slightly as he addresses you in a submissive whine — «Please c-continue, don't stop, i n-need you»

You look at him with a mischievous smile and a glint of satisfaction in your eyes as you continue to please him, the corners of your lips curling as you maintain a steady rhythm, your mouth and hand working in harmony bringing him closer to the edge.

Your smile widens as you feel his desperate need to relax, his body tightens and his breath hitches with every movement, you are pleased to know that you are able to give him such pleasure, even despite his awkwardness.

His eyes meet yours, a mixture of desire and gratitude shining in them, and he lets out a low, grateful moan, unable to fully suppress the pleasure you give.

You keep sucking and stroking him, your smile never faltering as you enjoy your ability to push him to the limit, your actions fueled by mutual desire and a bond between you fully aware of the thrill.

His voice becomes even more submissive when he speaks, a mixture of desperation and admiration in his words — «J-just like that, keep going, y-you're driving me crazy, i need you so much right now»

You answer his request with a cheeky smirk, stepping up your efforts, determined to take him to the extreme and bring him the relief he desires.

As you continue to please him, you feel your arousal grow, the spontaneity of the situation combined with the sounds and reaction of the blond begins to kindle a fire inside you, your breathing becomes more intermittent, and a quiet moan breaks from your lips, muffled by the current task.

The feel of his pulsating cock on your tongue and his taste only further fuels your desire, your movements becoming more fervent, your hand gripping his cock tightly as you bob your head up and down, sinking in deeper with each thrust.

As your own arousal intensifies, your body responds with a craving for attention, your body throbs with need, and the rising wetness wets your inner thighs, you can't help but squeeze your legs together, trying to get some friction to ease the building tension.

Leon feels the change in your arousal too, his eyes gliding down to where you are sitting on the parquet floor, he can see the clear signs of your need, the subtle movements and the blush coloring your cheeks, and this only enhances his own pleasure, knowing that this moment touched you as much as it touched him.

Your movements become more insistent and intense, using all your skills and technique to push him to the pinnacle of pleasure, the combined sensations of your mouth and hands working in unison pushing him closer and closer to the edge.

With a last desperate moan, Leon gives in to orgasm, his body tensing and you feel the pulse of his release as he pours his cum into your waiting mouth while you maintain eye contact with him, your gaze full of adoration and a hint of mischief.

You maintain your position and greedily swallow every drop of his cum, savoring the taste and reveling in the closeness of the moment, the feel of his pulse on your tongue only heightens your arousal, leaving you craving more.

Leon is breathless as he witnesses your actions, a mixture of surprise and satisfaction on his face, he watches you with a mixture of awe and appreciation, his eyes fixed on yours as you continue to please him even after his release, helping him down from peaks of orgasm.

Although his body relaxes, the connection between you remains electric, the air is filled with the aftermath of your shared ecstasy and you both enjoy the aftermath, the intensity of the moment still lingers in the room.

Once his orgasm subsides, Leon lifts you gently from your knees, his strong arms wrapping around you and pulling you into a passionate kiss, his taste lingering on your lips and tongue, reminding you of the pleasure you both recently shared.

As your lips meet, the intensity of the moment deepens, the mixture of desire, gratitude and affection fueling the fiery bond between you, the kiss is filled with the burning bond formed and shared understanding, bringing you both closer together.

Leon breaks the kiss, his voice full of tenderness and desire, puppy like devotion — «You're incredible» he whispers into your lips, his hands gently caress your face

You look into his eyes and a soft smile plays on your lips before you bend down again to meet your lips together, wrapping your arms around his neck and whispering against his lips — «Glad you liked it, pretty boy»

He suddenly swallowed nervously, his voice sounding more like a request than a question, carrying the weight of sincere interest and appreciation — «Can i walk you home?»

Your heart overflowed with feelings, it would seem that a very simple question sounded incredibly charming from his lips, that it was not even in your thoughts to refuse — «I'd like that)»

As you stepped out into the cool night air his arm wrapped around your waist pulling you closer, the world around you faded following the night canvas, leaving only the two of you under the starry sky, and as you walked side by side his awkward but fleeting sincere kisses marked the beginning of something interesting — something that started from a flirtatious whispers.

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stepcousinclawspeaks · 5 months

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MommyClan Advent Art Challenge!

@mommyclan

Each day until Christmas (December 25), here's a list if daily seasonal scenarios to draw your chaotic kitty children in!

(even if you don't celebrate Christmas, feel free to join in or change prompts to fit your winter holiday of choice!)

Day 1 - Setting up the Christmas Tree 🎄

Day 2 - Enjoying their favorite seasonal snack 🍪

Day 3 - Doing a craft or making holiday cards ✨️

Day 4 - Taking a picture with the local mall Santa 🎸

Day 5 - Watching Holiday Specials ☃️

Day 6 - Mistletoe Kiss 🌿

Day 7 - Visiting their Kin 🫂

Day 8 - Caroling 🎶

Day 9 - Pajama Day 👕

Day 10 - Decorating the camp with lights 💡

Day 11 - Elf on the Shelf 🤫

Day 12 - Spending time with their closest friends ❤️

Day 13 - Yule Log 🔥

Day 14 - Snow Day ❄️

Day 15 - Binge-watching their favorite show 🎥

Day 16 - Grilled Cheese and Tomato Soup 🥪

Day 17 - Asleep in cozy sheets 😴

Day 18 - School's out 😈

Day 19 - Visiting the Moonpool/stone 🌌

Day 20 - Ice Hockey 🏒

Day 21 - Snowball fights ⚪️

Day 22 - Hot Cocoa ☕️

Day 23 - Painting a winter scene 🖼

Day 24 - Riding on the Polar Express 🚂

Day 25 - Christmas Gift Exchange! Make a holiday drawing for one of your clanmates! 🎁

See you all tomorrow for the kickoff of this seasonal countdown!

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splatoon-countdown · 3 months

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63-156 days until Side Order!

(using the first day of spring, to the last day of spring)

No drawings today! Meaning there will be two tomorrow. That being said.. I just realized this blog hit 200 followers! I don't know when it happened but it had to have been a while ago.. Thank you all! I'm glad everyone's excited for Side Order enough to follow a daily countdown, and I'm glad you guys are enjoying my art so much. Have a good day or night, depending on your timezone!

#countdown #splatoon #side order #splatoon side order #splatoon 3 #splatoon 3 side order #splatoon dlc #splatoon 3 dlc #side order dlc #side order splatoon #splatoon side order dlc #splatoon 3 side order dlc #I queue and draw these up at night‚ so my mom's been chewing me out about staying up all night...

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privateolives · 3 months

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Got the Octopath Traveler artbook but got no scanner. I'll leave someone else to figure out a pdf: In the meantime, here's a few notes I made for my roleplay group. I'm sure there's more, this was just the most relevant stuff to us it felt.

Overall:

Designs needed to be down to earth compared to other titles to fit with game themes

Care was given to how other background characters of their classes might look, but characters still needed to stand out a little.

It was very very important that the character's personality shone through in all the character job sprites, thus the custom design works for each.

The hearth seems emphasized in all the home building concepts. They're not all build for the same utilisation but they're all reflected pretty centrally. Take note.

Tomes and stories are common imagery in concepts.

There's actually a leaf in the currency symbol!

Belts and cords were used on time-inappropriate designs to make them seem more medieval (mentioned with the obsidians designs). This trick persisted into CotC

Japanese fans sent valentines chocolates to the characters? All who received are depicted in the valentines sprite spread.

Modern stage illustration took specific care to depict their personalities

Characters

Primrose:

Her visuals are meant to carry a sense of both her allure and sadness

Older-sister type inspired animations

The white dress in the end card symbolizes freedom from her burdens, reflecting a "more poignant conclusion" than the other travelers.

Olberic:

"image of a burly, diligent father figure from the Showa era"

His forehead scar also grazes his ear. Armor from the king and sword design resembles his straightforward swordplay.

"UP THE VIRILITY"

Strong and stoic nature kept in mind for animations (radiates some majesty, but not mentioned by that word)

Sprite designer was impressed by his Japanese VA and it stuck with him

Expression slightly more "gung-ho" than usual, in his ending picture sparring with Phillip.

His "Berg" persona is listed among the shepherd designs. "He makes a living bringing wool and ewe milk (sometimes processed) down from the mountain, selling them or exchanging them for goods"

Has "adjusted to life among the mountainfolk" (NOT reflective of his prior lifestyle?)

Olberic and Erhardt are notably depicted together, fighting in the valentines art.

Therion could steal apples from his basket because he lowers his guard around comrades!

Modern Olberic seems to lean towards 80's rock aesthetics (noted by artist) (He's depicted as unusually smug every time he's holding a guitar.)

He is like a full head taller than everyone else in all the group art

Alfyn:

Start image based on "adolescent youth coming home from school activities with the sun in his back. End illustration depicts him "as adult Alfyn" working with Zeph and Nina. Growing up theme implied.

Hair "like grass billowing in the wind"

Axe is a daily life tool first, weapon second. He carries it on his best, around his back, under his vest.

"The type of guy you'd see anywhere, but leaving an impression with a passionate heart."

Quick to "jump the gun", good natured and gung-ho, sometimes gets him and others in trouble.

Apothecary guild sends you a vest and bag once you're accepted. They're uniform. Also implying Alfyn and Zeph swapped Uniform pieces. Vanessa notably only wears a bag, not a vest.

Alfyn got his name from a type of dog (The one on Alfyn's head)

Miguel was originally laughing at crying Alfyn in the valentines art.

Therion:

Isn't shy to steal from friends and teammates

Barely emotes. "Cool handsome dude."

Bemused countdown smirk was made to show a hidden side of Therion that didn't get much highlight in the games.

Yeah no the apple is everywhere in his art. Not just once or twice. Even his crossover with H'aanit have an apple with an arrow balanced on his head. Seems central symbolism.

Therion is purposefully turned away in the depiction of them travelling as friends.

"Quick to draw but whiffs almost every strike"

H'aanit:

Strong and beautiful, but calm core aesthetic. At one with nature. "Natural stand that don't require movements come naturally to her."

No metal on her whatsoever. All "metallic" bits are horn and bone to avoid shine when hunting.

hair is canonically pink-golden.

She is telling her stories to Z'aanta in her ending credits. "They've got plenty to talk about"

Made Linde's tail-decoration herself and put it on her as a child. Made the decorations for Hägen too cause he seemed envious.

Tiny child H'aanit depicted with twin braids and holding a kitten Linde. Met early in life.

Cyrus:

Eyes bright and always seem to gaze off "at some dazzling scenery".

Robe is NOT worn correctly. Uniform robe is more robe-like, Cyrus wears it like a coat.

Split bangs to avoid him looking too young.

"The type of man who looks good while sitting"

Does not pay attention to where he's going. Dense to "ways of the world" (valentines drawing, did not recognize white day.) Odette laughing at him finished the piece satisfyingly according to artist.

Highly expressive but not boisterous.

Dozed over after work in his ending credit. It's definitely meant to be night, showing his continued long working hours

He plays the piano? The art depicting the group taking a load off apparently started with him playing, and everyone else deciding to relax following.

Tressa:

Core concept is her lively, cheerful energy and eloquence.

The folded blanket on her rucksack is her pop-up store blanket.

Closely discerns wares with a serious face.

Different serious face from promotional art, which is "seldom seem"

All areas surrounding her character are designed to be whimsical and adventurous.

Definitely meant to be 18, but short.

Ending credit shows "tangible growth" and her parents are meant to reflect fondness as she listens to her stories. "She won't run out of them soon"

Ophilia:

"Like a wildflower blooming valiantly from the snow-covered ground" "A proverbial guiding star - a shepherd to guide the way" "The image of a sun here suits Philia to a T."

Face and hair edited from early concept to reflect "intelligence and decisive will" to avoid airhead stereotype.

Shares the same strength in her eyes as Primrose

Depicted to thoughtfully share and lead people

turquoise colour differentiates aelfric flame from normal fire. Colour reflected in Ophilia's design for a "pop"

Dress is only not designed to be warmer 'cause it stood out like a sore thumb in warm areas

"Tidy and trim appearance, combined with dedication to her calling."

Receding winter and blooming flowers in their special place is symbolism for Ophilia and Lianna's bright future in their ending card.

Erhardt:

His design was requested ASAP so details didn't get to be brushed up on. (Analyze less literally than others)

Composed stance stands out showing his calm demeanor (Seems contested in early concepts? They wanted him imposing then, but it must've grown on them). Stance allows for MOVEMENT

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#Octopath Traveler #There's also a CotC section but it wasn't relevant to my group #I'm sure someone else will supply a pdf with the full thing soon tho

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tomorrowneverreleases · 26 days

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Day 36 of waiting for Bond26 news

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Ballpoint pen + highlighters + sticky note

Time: 11 minutes

#james bond #countdown #elliot carver #tomorrow never dies #pierce brosnan films #(my brain has been an incoherent mess recently and i nearly forgot to do the daily sketch [RIGHT BEFORE MIDNIGHT TOO])#(just did one of the characters i can draw by like... memory)

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citrus-cactus · 4 months

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Citrus' Art Summary 2023!

The year is almost over, so here's my art summary for 2023! I got this template from here. This is my third year in a row being able to populate every month with a finished(/digital) piece (and really, I did a LOT more than what's shown here!), so that feels like something to celebrate!

Technically some of these choices don’t match up with their post dates; I counted some months as “when I was primarily working on them” and some as “when I actually published them,” but the sentiment remains. Like I said, it was a busy year! :)

Some more rambling + links to all featured artwork beneath the cut:

I remember last year I was quite worried about/was actually teetering on the edge of artistic burnout. There were definitely some months during this year that I felt a bit overwhelmed (particularly during the summer, when I was working on a 5-illustration series in a style that was DEFINITELY outside my norm, PLUS a bunch of other stuff), but I also appreciated the stylistic variety, and doing a lot of sketchbook drawings/marginalia that were(/are) just for me, so they never had to be "finished” or even "good." Even though almost everything pictured here is Digimon(/anime) art, I did experiment with a more "realistic" style for the Dracula Daily series (Aug/Sept), as well as trying to relearn the "Disney" style I started drawing in waaaaaaay back in high school, only now with a LOT more understanding of facial structure and anatomy. Largely, this style shake-up has been incredibly freeing (these are still sketchbook-only studies at this point, but I'm planning on some digital illustrations in the Disney style in 2024). I'm sure they still look pretty anime-influenced, and I'm not sure I'll ever truly be able to escape that, but honestly I don't mind; the anime aesthetic IS a part of my preference/style!

Let's see, the prevailing fandoms for what's shown here are Digimon Survive and Adventure 02. I really want to draw more Survive art next year!! Really happy with the collabo between @vidramon and myself (July), and honestly most (if not all) of these pieces. I worked hard, I branched out, I took on some really ambitious projects, and finished a ton of things (looking at you, March! That Knight drawing was a WIP for an entire year, but I finished it instead of abandoning it, which is what usually happens when things sit around that long!). Ultimately, I believe I told (and helped tell!) some great stories through my creative projects and art this year, which is my true goal forever and always.

Honestly I'm happiest with April's drawing. That one was a ton of fun to do, but I would have to work really hard to replicate that coloring style because I don't remember my brushes/settings, ahaha. Sadly this is how it usually goes with coloring for me; I make it up as I go almost every single time, which is why series are so difficult for me. I am nothing if not inconsistent -_-;

I would be remiss to mention that a huge part of my productivity this year was due to setting and tracking monthly goals for myself. I gotta thank everyone on the @campdigimonth server for their help in keeping me organized and motivated throughout the year! I plan on continuing my creative check-in posts in 2024.

Next year, I want to a) make more Survive art (particularly with Survive Week coming up), b) draw some more flippin' gargoyles (CRIIIINGE, but no, cringe is dead, I'mma do what I want!), and c) keep working on my personal project! And I am, once again, thinking about bookbinding. That's a "maybe" for next year as well!

Descriptions and links to the full artwork pictured for each month:

January: Survive Week, Day 5

February: Survive Gang Aromantic Week

March: Knight Unryuuji and Friend

April: “Rose-Tinted” fic illustration

May: Happy Birthday Vi!

June: Happy Birthday Haru Shinkai!

July: Happy 1st Anniversary Survive! (aka BEST SOCK FRIENDS)

August: Dracula, September 13

September: Dracula, September 20

October: Adv 02 Countdown Event, Day 7

November: “Boo!” on the Cob

December: Digimon Secret Santa 2023

#the cactus speaks #art summary #art summary 2023 #my art

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