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Retro:Coffee house (Hyung line)
Summary : You were an office worker,nothing out of ordinary.One day during your lunch time,you came across a new coffee shop.You ,as a coffee lover,paid a visit inside the cafe.That was when you met with 4 gorgous men.The coffee house then became your favourite.
“ Welcome to Steamy Mugs Coffee house.”
Kim Namjoon : Cashier / Waiter
- The man with caramel skin,dimples popped when he smile,wearing glasses a lot of time and kinda tall.That was all you describe him.He usually stood at the cashier. ‘Total order 15$ miss.’
- Well actually he didn’t really need the cashier machine.He was actually really clever and thought really fast.One day you tried to finish the sum of income your department,he walked and served you a whitechocolate mocha.He then glanced a few time on your paper.Before he went back,he told you the amount that still left untouch.‘Well it would probably around 24,500$ right there.’ ‘How did you just...*calculator still in your hand,showing same amount*’
- One thing that you notice was he liked rolling his sleeves up.That was like an identity to remember him.How you remember these men among their same unniform without a name tag.
- Well with that hot look,he still have an adorable side.At first that the cafe start,he was clumsy.Need time to adjust with a lot of scolding from Seokjin,the owner of this coffee house.‘You nearly break my new sets of cups.’ ‘Sorry hyung’
Kim Seokjin : Owner / Chef
- The owner of the cafe,another gorgous man in this place.He was doing everything to prove his potential.His family didn’t trust him with his dream to be the chef.However after the cafe became top 10 request by the famous critic of the town,his parents said no word.
- He was the oldest among them.You wonder how can he look young yet the oldest in the house.He said that he took care of himself really well.Then he started lecture you about how to choose skincares an other fancy things.
- His food was like heaven.It was deliecious that even some customers who came here first time tear up.Not only the full course,he could bake as well.The shop then got the 5 stars and recognize as a restuarant later.
- You once asked about his parents about their optimistic opinion.He said that they were businessman/woman so this wasn’t what they interest.‘Wait you suppose to be CEO but refuse.’ ‘Why?I love cooking and all of these.’
Min Yoongi : Barista / Pianist
- The one with pale skin,not into conversation and always put up straight face. He wasn’t really bother with his surrounding.He just worked his part and done. Mostly his work was behind the counter.
- He was an artist for sure.You could tell by his passion toward the order.He would decorate,cared all detail before served any cup of coffee.He was actually a lovely person.He just didn’t express his feeling through words.
- Well he was known as a painist for this house.When he switch his shift with others,he would take seat in front of paino.Then the melody started filling the air. It was so angelic and lifted up a lot of cutomers’ mood.You even asked about his talent.‘My parents forced me to learn it when I was young.’
- You just found out about his secret.He was the owner of ‘Morning with Min PD’, one of your favourite radio channel.His radio was on top of the list in your town as well.You always open while listen to them at home on your weekend.
Jung Hoseok : Waiter / Manager
- This energy ball was so sweat.He was a smiley waiter of the house.He was a waiter that mostly would deal with kids.Since this place had a lot of cutomers with different ages,he was best one when it came to kids.
- He was the owner of event idea.Everytime when there was a special event,he would came out and dressed up.He loved cosplay during the special events. Thanks to his idea,this made customers fall love this place more and more.
- If anyone up to surprise like birthday,proposal,celebrate etc.You could talked with him a week or two before that.He would talk to Jin and prepares you a nice full course meal with drinks.Yoongi would take care of music and Namjoon for decoration.
- Although at first his idea was weird,it made the house popular.When they announce the list and critics’ opinion,Jin was really happy.Jin then raised Hoseok to be the manager of the coffee house.
How was it so far? This isthe first part of retro set.The maknae will come up in no time so wait patiently.Thanks for read this one,I hope you enjoy it.See you in the next story.
Retro:Flower Shop (Maknae line)
Summary : Your co-worker got promote into higher position.You wanted to give her a bouquet as a congrat gift.You decided to cross a road to the oposite of coffee house.When you entered the shop,you met 3 graceful boys.Seems like you met another woderful place.
“ Welcome to Flora Atlast Flower shop.”
Park Jimin : Florist / Deliver
- A young fine man who smiled with eyes into cresent shape.He wasn’t tall,well among 3 of them.However he was chraming like the two.Giving you a different kind of vibe.
- He was delicate in his work.Starting from choosing until pack them and finish decorate them.He would ask and listen carefully what customers order.He would even ask in detial like what is her/his favourite colors,His/Her personality something like that.
- Actually that was his habit and yyou wondered why.That was when you got to know that he studied botany along with psychology as his minor.‘You want to be a psychologist?’ ‘No well not sure,I just studied because of my parents.Actually I love nature,flowers and all kind of plants.’
- He was also a deliver guy.It was the survice of this place.You could also order flowers to your house or even for decorations in events.Jimin would take care of those kind of business.
Kim Taehyung : Florist / Owner
- He was the son from farmer family.His parents worked har to send him money. This was the reason he decided to open this shop.He told his parents about it. They,as a pair of supportive parents,sent him tons of different kind of flowers from Daegu.
- He loved his shop like his life.He was really proud since this way help him earn money and reduce his parents work.He worked really hard with the shop and took care as if it was his son.‘Well don’t judge me,I actually felt like it.’
- He was the same year as Jimin but different faculty.He was in economics major and western music minor.With that minor,he would have an artist side influence him a lot of time.
- One of his talent from learning western music was playing saxophone.He was really into jazz music.So if you walk in here and hear the jazz songs,it’s because of his music taste.
Jeon Jungkook : Florist / Partnership
- He became a partnership because he was Taehyung junior.He studied in IT engineer major and Vocal minor.Taehyung then told him about the shop and he joined in.Since this guy wanted to earn some cash so why not.
- He was tall and shy.It was like he was a baby boy type.However he didn’t like to be called that way.Also when you got to know him,he was actually a manly man.The one you would call baby boy would probably be Jimin not Jungkook.
- You came in the shop one day to discover this boy’s talent.He was singing while rearrange the flowers into different zone.His voice sound melodic and you really love it.‘Remember this,everytime I come here,you should sing okay?’ ‘No I didn’t good at...’ ‘Stop it,noona heard you just now so don’t lie to me.’
- He has his own style of arranging flowers.Not like Jimin,he would randomly took flowers from different shelves,arrange them according to thier colors and then decorate.Customers especially teen girls love them.He even gained his own fan clubs out of that.(To be honest,all of them have their own fan clubs.)
Well I’ll end it here.This is the second set for our beloved Maknae line.If you want to read hyung line then,go check the first one.How was it anyway? I hope you love this one and this will be and end of retro set.Hope you love both of them.Don’t forget to check the other work and I’ll see you next time,bye.
BTS Song drabble : D - day (MYG)
Summary : In this chasing game, one was at the top, another was at the bottom. To break the hierarchy, there should only be one winner.
The law’s hand
or
The outlaw
Who would win?
Photos : All copyright reserved to the owners.
Gif. : Special thanks to @sugajimin for further inspo. There’re tiny subtitle that I put to create further engagement and imagination.(I hope so🤞🏽)
Plot : Special thanks to Psych-Hunter(iQIYI) and (Su)R-chwita ep.9😹
Ambience : 1930's Ambient City Soundscape, Vintage City Sounds
Trigger warning : (quite) detailed violent scene, self-harm, death of characters
This fanfiction is for entertaining purposes. The story has entirely written up from the writer’s imagination from different inspiration. None of this should be taken seriously.
Switch over, time tickin' and over.
Author POV.
Tick...Tick...Tick...
The water drips periodically, acting as an ambience inside the dusty room.
The owner has been laying on his favourite couch for hours, diving deep into his thought.
“Hyung!”
His door suddenly bangs open by someone. One of his crewmates runs inside with something in his hand.
“We...found him...here.” The new comer hands a file, trying his best to get the message through while panting hard.
The owner flutters his eyes open. A stir comes out of his mouth before he finally becomes awake and accepts the paper.
The dark orbs skim through the file, catching the main idea out of the long paragraphs in the contract. At last, his eyes land on the bottom. Seeing familiar names with the signatures under neath them make him annoy.
“Huh? Seems like we need to give him a visit again.”
Clack...Clack..Clack..Clack..
He found out.
The end of a letter makes the man stops his footsteps. The feeling of frustration rises up, however, he can’t act out of his character here. Getting out of the building, he got into his car.
“Head back to the mansion.” He tells the driver.
“And about the case?”
“I need to get another ‘case’.”
Understanding what to do, he asks nothing more and leave immediately.
“ 1 beef rice noodle pottage soup, beef pork.”
Finishing his order, he take a seat near the glass window of the cooking station. Not so long after, his order serves.
“A tough day again, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, ma’am.”
“Quit calling me ma’am, boy. Your my vip customer here. You have been here since 10th grade.”
“Or you want me to call you ajuma?” He asks jokingly.
“Aish, call me what ever you want.” The old lady move back to her station.
Minutes later, his crewmates enter the shop, filling the entire floor. Seeing their boss enjoy his meal, no one dares to utter anything that is work-related.
“ell e beore I et pis... Ou ares ar oo obious.” *Tell me before I get piss. Your stares are too obvious.* The boss speaks while munching his favourite noodle.
“They’re round the corner, hyung.” Someone finally speaks.
The man taps his finger as if he applaud himself. Coming here today makes his plans flow.
“Ma’am, I will come back later.” The man slips his money under the bowl.
Everyone starts the operation. His crewmates head out of the place and prepare the vehicle for their boss. Some of them go ahead to clear their destination.
“And...I need your chopstick with me. I’ll buy a new pack in return.” He smiles at the owner who say nothing, but sighs and wave a hand as a sign to not do what he purposes.
Phone calls have been hitting on the office’s phone none stop. The police try their best to accept every call and write down the reports, running back and forth.
“People were complaining the same case...I don’t think it’s a usual case anymore.”
“We need them to handle it.” The cheif tell his subordinates.
Speaks of the devil, the figure appears in the office as if he knows someone call him. The guy in his black suit enters the room. His height is average. However, his aura and the M brooch on his right chest can make everyone who stand in front of him always feels as if they are getting towered by him.
He is the supreme in this place, if not the supreme in the town.
A walking law.
“Seems like you guys get in some trouble, eh?” The room falls into a silence, having only phone calls as a background ambience.
“Sir, we got a...” The cheif gathers his courage to explain the situation, but get interrupt by the walkie talkie.
“We found him, sir. Need more people.”
Paying no attention to the cheif, the leader of special crime force says nothing. His natural poker face let no one be able to read the situation.
“Loud and clear, right? Get your ass up and do your job.” He then heads out.
Flick...Shhh
A smoke comes out from an end of ivory-white cigarettes. He inhales the thin grey fog into his lungs, hoping it will calms his racing mind down a bit.
*Get everything ready.* He orders his right hand man back with his walkie talkie.
Huh...
A grey breath leaves his mouth along with his sighs.
“Seems like the almighty D is also a human.” A bicker from nowhere brakes his thoughts. D lifts his head up to finds the sound source.
“Shut it, Kim. Don’t piss me off even more.”
“Your brother, isn’t it?” Knowing no limit, Kim asks for more information. The man still stays silence.
“Alright, suite yourself.”
D is by himself again in the silence. His minds is cumalating with plans.
Shhsshhh...shhhshhh.... “Sir.”
Half and hour ago : @ WNK building
“Where is it?”
The loud crash echos inside the building. His subordinates are busy taking down their enemy with some help from his buddy.
“Mr.Min...”
“Speak wisely.” Min grits his teeth as a warning.
Despite the size different, Min manages to pin down his huge enemy and threat his like a little prey.
Weehhh...Woohhh...
The police siren comes from afar. His enemy smirks in victory.
“Who knows the genius Min will fall into my trap like a little rat too. Game over, Min.” Now the guy has a guts to speak casually.
“Now your brother will find out. Your big brother will find you.” The guy continues mocking Min, pushing him around emotionally.
“You will...ack.” Giving no chance to speak further, Min uses his chopsticks and stucks it onto the side of his neck.
He pushes it deep as the red liquid gushing out like juice. IThe harder he push, the more it errupts out like a fountain. His other hand squeeze the neck tightly as if he is quenching an orange.
Bloody orange.
Min keeps tighten his grip onto the guy’s neck. The fountain is slowing down. Slowly and slowly, it turns into a stream of liquid.
His shirt now paints with red splashes and spots. The paint leave its marks everywhere even on his face, creating some red blossom tattoos on his skin.
“Oh, you're so artsy.”
“No time for it, Jack.”
“I know, buddy. I get what you want. Let’s head out, yeah?”
The two finally arrive the rooftop. Looking down the building, the see bunch of police enter in with commotion.
“Look how desperate they want to catch us.”
Min sweep his eyes from the top view. His gaze then land on a familiar black grand mercedes among the cop cars. His mouth lifts into a smirk at the sight, knowing exactly whose it belongs.
“Not really. Someone is more desperate.”
Min replies and climbe down the stairs at the side.
“Eh, eh, wanna get caught? Eh, man.” Jack yells from a far, but Min has already gone half way through.
Plop.
“Let’s tease you a bit.”
D POV.
“No one inside.”
I stares at my subordinate. The young man stands there like statue, uttering nothing more.
“Where is the case?” I ask.
I don’t care much about the destruction of the building or the death of people inside. Fuck it, that isn’t my problem.
What I wants is the bag and a thing inside it.
I was planning to not invovle police. Moving around from the inside without making their suspicion was quite hard. It took me a few years I was to hold the power.
A rat out of nowhere managed to get the case was out of my plan.
And now my brother get it.
“Retreat.”
I jumps into driver seat and drift his car out of the parking slot. Frustration fills me up, urging to explode. I roar the engine, filling its sound in the empty street.
“Brother, you won’t be free much longer.”
Min POV.
Thud!
“That bastard. He really bet his life on this plan.” I drop the bag onto the coffee table.
“Chill. At least, you get it.” Jack speaks nonchantly and lit his cigarrete. He sways his head from side to side while humming.
Cling...cling...cling...
“Uh, I hate it. Why do you still wear that silly hat? Those bells irritates me.”
I point at the tips of his knitting hat with two spike at each end. The man sways his head even faster.
“This. You know it’s my lucky charm. So what’s next?”
Jack changes his position. Sitting with his feets cross on my coffee table, he cocks his head to the side. I stare back at him, replying nothing. I let the silence grows and engulps our conversation.
“Hyung. We...sorry, sir.” My right hand, who bangs the door open as his habit, enters the room with another file.
“I think I might need to speed things up. Now I get the case. He will soon make his move.”
“You mean...kill you?” Jack smiles.
“Not yet. He still needs it.” I pat the stuff on a wooden table.
As my eyes meets him Jack’s smile gets wider.
“Then I shall act my part.”
Author POV.
Uhhh....hmmmm.....uhhhh...hhhhmmmm......
Min sleeps soundly in his favourite place. The tiring day drains him a lot of energy, leaving the man a few muscles sourness.
Ahhhh!
Bang! Bang!
The guy wide awakes from the sound. The screams and shouts are getting louder. He is about to stand up, however the ropes around his hands prevent him to do so.
Click.
A revolver taps behind his neck. He can feel the cold metal rubs gently against his skin before it forecfully press back onto the spot.
“Have a sweat dream?” A chill voice comes from behind.
“Should I be glad that we finally meet again?” Min answers back with a little cockiness.
“You sure want your head to be blown off.”
“And you are talkative, not like a usual you.” Min turns himself and grab a gun near him, but he meets with empty pocket.
“Oh, I borrow your rovolver by the way. I know if you die, at least you will love to die with this cutie.”
D walks around the tub for a moment, searching his eyes through the room.
“So this is where you live. So shabby and poor...like you.”
D grabs a plastic chair from the corner of the room and take a seat. He stares down his brother with the eyes of disgusted.
“Rustic and cozy, isn’t it?”
Crossing his leg, D takes out his cigarrete and lit it. He wraps his lips and inhales a bitter scent from it a few times before he continues.
“Now, let’s make a deal. Those stacks of money are all yours. Just give me the case and leave this place. I’ll handle everything. You can live you life far away from here and me in...”
Min lift his hands, interrupting his brother’s talk. Despite the bond around his wrists, he reaches out and grab onto the white stick. He watches the little flame in silence, the sentences after turns muted as he pays no attention to them.
Puff....
He throws the stick toward the shelf. The flame lits in a blink of an eye. Min give no care at those ‘valuable’ papers in front of him. Now they are burning bright red and blue.
He thinks this is more beautiful.
“You...bastard....” D grits his teeth in anger. Now he grabs onto Min’s neck firmly.
“Tell me where’s the case.” He demand. Min keeps his poker face and answers nothing, pissing his brother further more.
“What you gonna do? Kill me?” Min smiles delightfully.
Running out of patient, D uses the revolver and knockes him off.
??? POV.
“Hyung, wake up. Hyungie...don’t be like this.”
The voice comes from somewhere far away. However, the tone sounds familiar to me.
Beepp...Beeppp...Beeeeeppppp....
The loud noise that rings in my ears is so annoying.
What is going on here?
I try to open my eyes, but something stop me. I don’t know whether it is me or literally someone who stop me to do so. My body gets heavier and heavier.
I am drowning or so I thought.
My body sink down into the ocean, deeper and deeper. I feel a force strangle me around my neck, suffocating me alive.
No...am I even alive?
D POV.
I have been waiting for my brother’s news for a day.
That little rascal was strong enough to go through ‘drowning’, but he hasn’t woke up yet since yesterday.
“Ah...I want to kill you so bad.” I mumble.
The dagger in my hand trails up and down in motion. I make it nice and clean this time, no defect mark on its pure silver skin.
“Master, He’s awake.”
Puck.
“Nice. It’s getting boring here.” I pluck my beauty onto the table.
Sadly, I can’t use her. Like I said before, to send him back home, the least I can do is to use his pretty revolver.
I am trying to be considerated, am I not?
Min POV.
Hahhh...Huhhhh...
The fire lits around the corner. In front of me is a barrel full of water, reflecting my face. There are a few scratch with the blood seeping through.
I squint my eyes to focus the scenarios around me. The place look oddly like somewhere in my memory, but in a dusty and old version. My brain storms some idea to form an answer.
Soon, I get the answer, but from him.
“Look like my little boy didn’t remember this place.” I look up and meet his brown orbs, the scar on his right eyes fades a bit, but still visible.
“You give me the scar and try to kill me once here, remember?”
A flashback runs inside my head like a reel. The man with exact looks except his hair that was longer and blond-color. The scene is overlaping each other.
There’s me.
There’s is him.
In a different timeline...
The palace that used to be vibrant with colors now became dull, towering my body with it shadow.
His men pin me down to the cold muddy floor, letting him look at me with those arrogant gaze.
Smile in victory, the man finally got up from his seat and approached the balcony.
The man was in a traditional robes. His light blond hair sparked under the moonlight. The fire around him and me make him more visible to my eyes.
“I am the owner of this place, engrave it into your skull, peasant.”
His hand waved down, motioning his assassin to do the job.
Author POV.
“I cut heads of people for a reason, you know. That’s how I can make sure they died...painlessly.”
D steps onto the circle. Grabbing tight onto Min’s hair, he force the man to sink down into a barrel again.
Ackk...ack....
“Wah...that sounds so satisfying.” He forcefully raises the head up from the water.
“How was it?”
The man who calm and collect is nowhere to be found. The true color finally comes out,. D laugh out in madness, satisfying with the scene in front of him.
“When I offered you, I’ve already got what I want. You were a fool to not accept my offer, brother.”
D stepps back and walks up to another circle, preparing to watch Min’s final moment. Waving his hand down, the assassin get ready to do his job.
“Now, execution.”
The man forces Min’s head back into dirty liquid again, wanting to drown him to death. Min’s body stuggle as his hands try to get out of the knot.
“Sink deep and fake your death. The revolver is at the bottom.”
“a..ack?” *Jack?*
“I can only help you this much, buddy. I even take off my lucky charm for you.”
Min does according to Jack’s plan. Sinking himself deep into the cylinder and stopped moving, he successfully fakes his death.
“Oh, faster than I expect.”
With the revolver in his hand, D steps down from his circle to come and onspect Min’s body. Seeing the guy freezes in his place, D laughs again with contentment.
He takes out a ruby human-heart.
Bang! Cling!
The glass shatters.
D crashes down the fire barrels, letting the oil slatter all over the place while the fire chase down the thick black liquid. He throws his lighter, adding more fire.
“Switch over, time tickin'...”
“but not over.”
Just then Min raises his head up with the revolver in his hand. Aiming at the head of his brother, D does nothing, but smirk.
“Agust, you shouldn’t underestimate me.”
“If you kill me without the hear, it will be the same result like last time.”
“Let’s bet then.” Min pulls the trigger.
The ruckus at the back of them appears, however Jack’s men are faster. Doing everything according to their bosses’ plan, his men has already mixed in the group from the beginning. Agust’s people soon end up laying lifeless on the floor.
Agust dashes to Min in anger, but someone lock him from behind. His own right hand man lock tight onto the master before revealing himself.
“Ack...Kim.”
“I told you, didn’t I...suite yourself.”
Jack takes out the real heart and shatters it with his dagger.
Cling!
Click.
Bang!
Agust doesn’t last long.
“Switch over, time tickin' and over.”
“Dr.Kim, when will he wake up?” Hoseok asks the doctor. It has been a year since Yoongi fell into a coma.
“His personality disorder is critical, now they are inflicting themselves.”
He have hidden his mental condition so well that not even Hoseok, his best friend, knew about it. When he knew everything, it was nearly too late.
The man nearly cut himself...in his own eyes.
Hoseok took him to hospital. Thankfully, Kim Namjoon, the doctor of his case, was still working. If not because of him, Yoongi would be gone by now.
Hmmm....
A little stir makes both of them look at the body. It is the first time that the lifeless figure makes a move or a noise.
Hoseok’s eyes brims with tears of hope, looking back and forth between Yoongi and Namjoon.
“Hyung...” Hoseok calls softly.
Namjoon walks to the monitor and checks the screen.
Like a miracle, everything comes back to the normal rate. Namjoon notes down everything onto his metal clipboard before he calls nurses inside.
“Doctor...he...”
Surfacing from the bottom of the darkness, Yoongi finally gains his conscious.
A/n note : And that’s it everyone. I hope you enjoy the story. I finally have a little vacation so here is the tribute for you guys.
This is the first time I write my story with y/n. Hope you guys not disappointed.
Before ending this, I want to give a few explanation to the story.
After listening to the interview, what I comprehended from the music videos was that Yoongi were fighting with his own personas. Like Namjoon said, he was the only one so far with 3 names. And, the fact that Yoongi devided his personalities accordingly to them made it sometimes difficult for himself to make music. “If I make it, will this represent suga bts, agust d or me as Yoongi?”
Sum up events : Yoongi faced personality disorder to the point he went into the coma due to self-infliction. His personas, D (The dark past with anger and agressiveness) and Min (The real yoongi), fought over to control the body during Yoongi unconscious inside his mind. The ruby human-heart like that made out of glass was the core, the conscious. Destroying it mean you kill the consious of that persona. Different timelines, I came up with this idea from daechwita, thinking what if he failed to mute (killed) the tyrant king back then. Looking it in that aspect, personally, I think it somehow fit the explanation of Yoongi’s triology. Letting the strong and fury persona control you to handle hate and prejudice, but at the same time, you were the one who deepen your own scars. What if it is getting out of control?
I wrote this story with a retro vibe because of the Haegeum’s settings. From the research I’ve read, the location was age around 1930 - 1960. Starting in 30s, the market hit its peaks around 40s - 50s before the fire incident in 60s. If I was wrong, I sincerely apologized for the mistakes.
Jack and Kim in the story, I used the image of Hoseok from Jack in the box album and Namjoon from Sexy Numkin. I saw a twitter about what if the three cross path. I didn’t capture the account nor remembered the name. If the idea owner come and see this, I apologize for not crediting you on the top of my ff🙇🏽♀️
I think that’s all. Thank you for your attentive reading, see you next session.
Designs for the Retro au!! I had way too much designing outfits for them all :)
A lil comic from the Spirit of ‘76 cause the quote was very ✨them✨
The scene in question:
You guys underestimate the full blown story I have for Sibyl.. unfortunately it’s held in its confines in my mind and someone will have to force me to put pen to paper and actually write it down.
Working on some character interactions for the Retro Au. Featuring Sybil, Christine, Elizabeth (Gothic gals, thanks Ivy), Mad scientist trio, and John Lennon the cat.
(Which explains Griffin freaking out over Adam’s ((The Creature)) kitten lol) 😂
Another finished sketchbook which means another sketchbook dump :)
Here ye, Here ye I have a DTIYS for you all featuring nothing but the Retro gang!
So here’s what’s up:
-You do not have to draw EVERYBODY (unless you want to, it is a lot of characters after all). The fun part of this DTIYS is you are free to pick whatever window you want to draw.
-You are free to pick whatever window to draw, you are also free the detail their rooms or change their poses, as long as you stick with the roommates from what window you’ve chosen.
- The deadline for this is September 14th. I will draw waist up drawings as prizes for the top three winners. (Will be divvying these up between Insta and Tumblr)
-Don’t forget to @ me so I can find your entries!! If you aren’t comfortable posting your drawing feel free to DM me :)
Well happy drawing! Can’t wait to see what you all come up with!
Did I say Groovy times on Gothic Street? Well.. I guess everyday can’t be groovy-
I’m experimenting with some story for Griffin and Jekyll (sorry for the hasty drawing, had to get the idea out). This would be part of the confrontation of Griffin experimenting on himself to turn himself invisible and Jekyll already becoming his own beast and dealing with Hyde will not allow one of his pupils to end up like him (his attempts to stop Victor were in vain). I promise there will be happier times just.. sometimes we need a little ✨drama✨ to spice it up :p