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@capri-sunnyd ‘Quick and easy doodle for my friends art game’ I say to myself while spending 4 1/2 hours on this. But it turned out so good so it was worth it >:3
Something something modern agere au. Featuring a teen regressed Dainsleif getting dragged out into the city of Mondstadt by a toddler and kiddo regressed Aether and Lumine
mads photos that make me go aWoOgA
i love this talented man so friggin much oml♡
this photo makes me go bonkers and i don’t entirely know why but just- look at him!!!
he’s too precious aaaaa look at his little smile🥺
AAAAH- SIR,,, eXcUsE mE??
why is he so !!!? he’s so friggin gorgeous ;-; and yes, i will never shut up about this or just him in general 😌
i just think he’s really neat :3 like look at his happy little face, he’s so precious n handsome
a study i did because i realized idk how to draw environments at all LMAO
feel like i haven’t drawn ellie in awhile? so here you go! (ref. credit to @ellieabbyy ! )
these performances
Pg 1-2/?
Based on a Reddit story "My [21M] flatmate [20M] keeps giving me lil kisses when he thinks I'm asleep. How do I ask him to do it when I'm awake too?" which honestly sounds like a bad manga title
art summary of 2023 <3
This year has been up and down art wise but overall at least I did art for each month and for those who don’t know mashima saw my nalu day art in July and showed it on stream so I would say this year was pretty good for me!!
More nalu art for 2024 and I hope to improve and get a consistent art style lmao
(Making this is kinda embarrassing I hate seeing old art and also sorry for the low quality I had to rush this as I won’t be home for New Years)
made some friends this year which I appreciate and yeah you know who u are im too shy to @ anyone ..
May nalu have many moments in 2024 🫶
“You kiss you mother with that mouth?”
“No, I kiss yours.”
Character designers for these two are:
@sillycowboy-stuff & @drunkonglitterglue
thinking about Toshirō Mifune. a lot. taking you all down with me.
“All In!” Never have I had the chance to draw art of Amphibia before. But finally sat down to doodle and color the calamity trio after watching the breathtaking penultimate episode of the show! Do not use this artwork in any way! “Amphibia” © Matt Braly
changed my artstyle chat. welcome to it
GHOST
remember when we met that sunday? you promised me you’d keep in touch and then you ghosted me for weeks on end I never expected it to hurt that much each time you’re so cold and I swear I want to push you away but when I see you again, I melt longing for your warm touch I don’t believe in forever, I’d rather not but seeing your smile makes me think of it until you cut me away and break my heart Is it so easy to leave me behind? give me some hope just to leave me to cry each time I wish you’d just leave me alone move on, move away till I don’t dream of you anymore I wish you’d give me just a reason to hate you but you always say you love me too I’m tired of all this, and I’m tired of you to hell with forever and to hell with you
this is incredible, I love it
silly welton boys + some mr. Keating appreciation
tongue tied | jjk
⇢ pairing: jungkook x f!reader
⇢ genre/warnings: neighbors au, fluff, brief mentions of sex and drinking, jk is v frustrated
⇢ summary: jungkook is stupid and might have a little crush 👀
⇢ word count: 1.5k
⇢ a/n: this is the first piece of writing i've ever posted on tumblr i'm so nervous just writing this note 🥺 😩 anywayyyyy enjoy this baby drabble and i would really appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have 🥺
“What’s got your panties in a twist?”
The sound of your voice pulls Jungkook from his thoughts as he brings the car to a stop. He turns to look at you and deepens the frown that’s been present your entire journey home from work. “What?”
You gesture to his face, where irritation contorts his usually soft features; eyebrows furrowed and lips pursed together tightly. There’s a tongue poking the inside of a cheek once in a while.
Jungkook runs a hand through his hair in frustration, sighing heavily as he glares at the red light in front of him in a silent prayer because he can not wait to get out of this stuffy car and away from you.
You, his neighbor of three months and newest friend. You, the person he enjoys weekly pizza nights with and whom he invites over just to watch him play Overwatch even though you don’t understand a single thing, but you spend most of your evenings in his apartment anyway because listening to him bitch and moan while he waits to respawn is far more entertaining than chugging cheap Chardonnay straight from the bottle and stalking your exes online to kill time. (It may also be because you two are the only people in the building who aren’t middle-aged and over, and well, there’s strength in numbers even if the number is two. Some retirees sure get nosy sometimes).
You, the person whom he can’t stop thinking about kissing since you asked him to pick you up from work last week because your car had broken down that morning. It was a simple request; your office was on his way home anyway, but when he saw you step out of the building and toward his car, the sun was hitting your face at just the right angle that you looked ethereal. Not that he didn’t find you attractive, but he was seeing you in a completely different light (quite literally at that too). Jungkook swears he felt like the main protagonist of every bad chick flick ever produced when their love interest struts toward them in slow motion with sexy windblown hair and bedroom eyes. And, oh so ironically coincidentally, Westlife’s My Love happened to be blasting through his speakers when you climbed into the passenger seat and his senses were overwhelmed with the scent of your perfume. He had never wanted to kiss you more than in that moment, to just grab your face and smooch you silly. He still does, and it’s making him want to pull his hair out as you sit in his car and hum to whatever song on his speakers, oblivious to his dilemma. Tugging your bottom lip between your teeth and darting your tongue out to soothe it afterward—an unconscious move on your part but the bane of his existence for the last six days.
“Nothing,” he shrugs unconvincingly as the lights turn green, “I’m just tired from work.”
“Really? That’s it?” You inquire, “Because you ditched me on pizza night the other day.”
“I had a lot of work to do.”
“That's the best excuse you could come up with? Thin walls, Jeon. I heard you bang someone into next week while your disgustingly cheesy pizza was stinking up my whole place,” you scoff, “I would’ve understood if you said you needed to get some. Just don’t make me wait around for you like that.”
The conversation is taking a turn he hasn’t expected, partially because he didn’t expect you to bring up anything at all. But now that it’s out, Jungkook realizes he has been somewhat of an ass to you lately. Not replying to your texts, skipping your newly formed dinner tradition without even saying anything, proceeding to go to the nearest bar in hopes of relieving his pent up frustration by bringing a girl home for the night only to almost moan your name as he came undone (yikes).
You’re his friend. Sure, he’s housing a need to kiss you until you’re positively blue in the face, but you’re still his friend.
“Fine,” he sighs, then takes a deep breath, “Sorry if I’ve been acting like a jerk. I can’t stop thinking about kissing you and it makes me feel weird.”
“Oh,” is all you give him.
The rest of the drive—albeit only five minutes—is silent, and excruciatingly awkward on his part. Jungkook feels like a prepubescent dweeb all over again, all clammy hands and knotted guts over a stupid crush.
What? No, Jungkook doesn’t have a crush on you. (It feels awfully similar to a crush, but he swears it’s not).
He breathes out a sigh of relief when the car is finally parked in his usual spot in your building’s poorly lit garage. One step closer to putting a wall between you and him. You follow him out of the car to walk over to the elevator. As you wait for the lift to descend, Jungkook feels your curious eyes burning into the side of his face. “Stop staring at me.”
Once the initial tension from earlier dies down, you find it quite difficult to suppress the smile that keeps poking into your cheeks. “So you’ve been avoiding me just because you want to kiss me?” You recall his curt responses to your texts and his face in the car, nearly scrunched into a scowl over something so silly. “That’s kinda cute, Jeon.”
The subsequent roll of his eyes does little to distract you from the blush that slowly creeps up his neck. When the elevator doors open and you shuffle inside, Jungkook notices the proximity between your bodies, standing so close that you’re almost entirely pressed to his side. The lack of distance makes him gulp, because he can smell your shampoo and there’s something about the mango scent that has his heart pick up a few dozen beats a minute.
“You know,” you say, “I can help you with that, if you want.”
Jungkook looks at you, eyes widening. “What?”
“I’ll kiss you, if you want,” you shrug, smiling up at him, mischief twinkling in your eyes. His bambi eyes are still blown wide and his lips are parting in surprise at your boldness and nonchalance, and you have the audacity to laugh at his expression. “It’s a kiss, Kook, not the end of the world. Just to get it out of your system. Jeez, you’re acting like I asked to peg you or something.”
Frankly, he’s baffled by how unfazed you seem by the situation. Do you kiss all your friends on the mouth like it’s just a regular Tuesday? You can’t possibly be serious, right? He certainly doesn’t go around smooching his friends and neighbors like that.
Jungkook narrows his eyes at you. “Okay. Do it, kiss me then,” he challenges. He expects you to mirror his expression from just a minute ago, nearly scandalized and tongue tied, and he already has a retort sitting readily on the tip of his tongue for when you get flustered and turn away, because you have to be messing with him.
Victory doesn’t come. Suddenly, your hands are on his shoulders and you’re pulling his lips to your eager ones. Jungkook’s entire body stiffens, eyes blowing open and heart thumping like a jackhammer in his chest because you’re kissing him. Before he knows it, his mouth is moving against yours, his hands coming up to rest on your waist and he feels you smile against his lips.
Despite the wet smacks echoing around the metal box you’re currently trapped in, the kiss is awfully too sweet and the complete opposite of what Jungkook is used to. You taste nothing like he imagined but ten times better and it’s making his head spin. The sounds you make muffled against his mouth don’t help his case at all. You were wrong; it does feel like the end of his world.
When his tongue swipes across your bottom lip, you pull away, much to his dismay. Your lips are shiny with something that he’s certain is not your cherry lip balm anymore because the taste of it is still lingering all over his own mouth. Jungkook doesn’t notice that the doors have opened, and that anyone walking by could’ve seen you two sucking faces in an elevator like teenagers. The poor guy is still trying to wrap his head around what just happened, eyes glued to your lips and hands still hanging loosely by your sides.
You have the audacity to smile sweetly at him and bat your eyelashes innocently as if you didn’t just give him one of the best kisses of his life. Then you’re leaving him alone in the elevator and disappearing down the hall.
What the fuck, he thinks. He must have imagined it; there’s no way you just kissed him like that. There's no way you just kissed him at all. But the faint scent of mango shampoo and the cherry on the tip of his tongue tells a different story.
He stands in the elevator like an idiot for a minute before he walks out in a daze toward his home. The door to your apartment—just a few feet from where he’s standing—is open, wide enough to be deliberate and he can hear you shuffling inside. An open invitation.
You must have heard his footsteps and registered a lack of his own door unlocking, because you’re calling out softly, “You coming or what?”
Good grief, the strain that you’re putting on his heart. The poor thing hasn’t had a moment to calm down since you called him cute down in the garage. Nonetheless, Jungkook follows the sound of your voice inside.
Nice job!
starting another one! i missed doing this. it's so relaxing (о´∀`о)