#penako

[arashrita]

hey, may I request a Leona Kingscholar x desi girl hc fic, for a friend of mine who doesn't have tumblr ( but she simps for Leona)

She loves wearing saris, doing her hair and nails + is the prettiest desi girlie I know!

take your time with this request and paani penako muth bulna!.

A/N: I am like super late thanks to my exams. I had a lot of fun writing this 💜💜💜

Hawayein (Leona Kingscholar x Desi F! Reader)

Leona is unable to take his eyes off of the prefect. Just some days ago he used to think she is nothing but trouble. Then... why can't he just look away? Why is his heart beating so fast? Why is there a stupid smile plastered on his face?

He wants to keep her somewhere safe—away from all these troublemakers. His mornings and evenings are spent thinking about her. If it's not love... then why she makes him feel so... happy? So... alive?

Her long black hair covers her face and hides away the pink hue of her cheeks, perfectly painted nails tucks a piece of hair behind her ear, her jhumkas sway a little, her bangles collide with each other causing soft sounds. With each step her payals bounce rhythmically. She smiles. The pallu of her saree flies behind her as the wind caresses it so lovingly. Her soft, perfect fingers entangle with his own rough, calloused ones.

She smiles.

He watches and keeps watching...

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[drememoto]

blackjack and penako

#blackjack #black jack #penako #tezuka #osamu tezuka

[michaelzendaph]

Satoshi Penako

#digital art #art #my art #speedpaint #character art #original character

[p4creations-blog]

19 C / 5 / Retsio Aeris

We had bread and penako jam for breakfast, I’m tempted to draw you some. As the jam baffled me, so sugary sweet. But I might just tease your tastebuds. Therris of the South says a good friend of his mixes it with sherri berries for that extra punch. I’ll have to try making it myself when I return home after the festival. Today I got to sit at the front with Therris of the South, I watched as the lumbering creatures pulling our cart meandered along the path. As we break from the forest, their ear flicker about, trying to ward off the suns rays. They look quite silly with their ears covering their eyes like a canopy, shading their grumbly snouts. Aueriam, Therris of the South called them. I find myself imagining using my ears as a hat, though I hadn't the mind to try it yet. Maybe another day. We’ll travel through the night and hopefully reach the only town along the route by the next afternoon. I’m quivering with excitement! I practiced some singing here and there as we trudged along. Though my confidence is waining in the face of Therris of the South’s unflinching expression. It stares forward along the open road. He practically looks like he’s sleeping! I managed to prod the gruff fellow today about how he keeps the Aueriam in line. He simply snorted, telling me it’s some kind of “trade secret.” Though I noticed some green coloured dust flicker as his left fingertips when he issues commands. Could this be the maegir I’ve heard Primeans possess? Being Capelli, the very idea of maegir perplexes me. Though it could just be a trick of the light. I will investigate it further upon my next rise.

Sincerely, Ophelia Vi Farakiin

#Diary #OneRainyDay #one rainy day #Ophelia #aesmaga

[drememoto]

I like your Black Jack drawing! but I should correct you, Pinoko's name is not spelled Penako, it's spelled Pinoko.

Ohh, okay. Thank you!

[p4creations-blog]

13 C / 5 / Retsio Aeris

The wind rustled my fur this afternoon, for the first in many an etanon I couldn’t feel Lunari’s chill. Though we’re already an etanon into Caelan, the frost still clings to the leaves for dear life. As if to suck every last bit of esents from it’s stem. I planted the violumis seeds just like father taught me, hopefully my garden will be glowing a brilliant purple by next etanon. I hear that the violumis glow like the magic of the great profectress of the North. Of course she has long passed. But sometimes, when father made his wonderful penako fruit pie, I would dream of her dancing across the stage. Glimmering purple at her fingertips. Twirling in magnificent ball gowns, adorned with the finest of Primean fashion, and her signature mask as well! With each Caelan comes the rain, down South I can see the clouds waiting alongside the Primean border, as if asking for our permission to enter. Yuck. Every time I get caught in the rain I spend hours trying to get the knots out of my fur. This will be my first Caelan alone, pray it be clear and the fruit may grow to be plentiful. For I’m afraid of the day where my paltry purse jingles no more. 

Sincerely, Ophelia Vi Farakiin

#aesmaga #OneRainyDay #one rainy day #Ophelia #Diary