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sketchesinstillness · 4 months
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medi-bee · 1 year
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jaarijani · 5 months
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god i wish that were me
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franky-y · 4 months
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bath time 🛁
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srslyarts · 1 year
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My Alexia piece for @idrellegames​ Wayfarer 2023 Pin-up Calendar! Very honored to be able to work with many wonderful folks and I had a great time working on this as well 💗
Bonus other sketches that I made while brainstorming ideas!
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oceandiagonale · 1 month
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okay. 42 inbox, 31 drafts. not all of them are oc sunday things but a lot of them are,,,,, hmm,,,,
(for the new folks, oc sunday is a thing where people send in their pokemon ocs and I post them because having ocs is rad and everyone has their own spin on the pokemon world/plots/stories. but I haven't done it since last july)
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capricioussun · 1 month
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I may have made…
A slight miscalculation
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ctrl-alt-tahu · 1 year
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A Bionicle Advent Calendar: December 9th (Day 9)
The Prompt: One of your characters falls through the ice and the other rescues them.
“Leave me alone,” insisted Kopaka, cradling his arm and diving into the pond. What was he going to do? Gali asked herself—hide from the Toa of Water in a pond.
A coating of ice welled up from inside the pond, until a thick sheet covered it.
“Ah,” Gali said to herself.
“Come out, Kopaka,” she called in to the injured Toa., but was met with stony silence. Pohatu loped into sight.
“They took off running,” he told Gali. “I could have kept up with them, but…” he shrugged. “Where’s Kopaka?”
“Hiding,” said Gali, gesturing at the pond. “If he’s using his Kaukau, he could be awhile.”
“How long awhile?” asked Pohatu, concerned.
“A few hours,” said Gali.
“That’s a whole lot shorter than if he’s not using it at all. He was hurt pretty bad. I better go get him.”
“Pohatu, wait!” Gali tried to dissuade her Stone brother has he headed out onto the ice, but it was too late: though still thick, the ice sheet was sweating in the warm summer sunlight and Pohatu fell flat on his rear. He picked himself up gingerly, chuckling.
The ice resolidified for a second as Kopaka sent another burst of his power up.
“He knows I’m trying to get him,” said Pohatu. “Well, we’ll see who’s stronger!”
It was a rhetorical statement. The Toa of Stone, standing more carefully, smashed one of his mighty feet against the sheet of ice, sending cracks in all directions. Kopaka attempted to reinforce it, but Pohatu stomped again, and then jumped into the air and landed with the force of a stone cannonball, shattering the ice.
Predictably, Pohatu began to sink into the now-freed waters.
“Mata Nui!” were his last words before he submerged. Gali watched her brothers, helpless to dissuade their nonsense, before summoning the waters of the entire lake, coursing them away in streams over her shoulders to flow away from the pond.  Pohatu and Kopaka were left sitting in a bowl of mud and ice shards.
“Go away,” said Kopaka, his face turned away from them. Pohatu stood up gingerly in the mud.
“Never, brother. You need to have that looked at.”
“And have it cleaned,” said Gali.
“This cannot be healed,” hissed Kopaka, showing them a swollen, infected arm. Rakhski poisons had turned his sinews neon and his mechanical armour was scorched. Even in his eyes, it was clearly Kopaka was fighting something that strove to shadow his internal light. “It is not some scratch. I must be frozen, so it cannot spread.”
With a last burst of effort, he spun on the spot, ice forming around him, until he was solidly encased.
“He did that deliberately,” said Pohatu. “Now we have to haul this thing all the way back.”
“Good thing I have the strongest Toa here to help me,” said Gali.
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kairiscorner · 9 months
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MILES MORALES 1610 (girlfriend day headcanons !)
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he would definitely have set multiple reminders for that day, be it on his alarm or calendar (or both) and even though he'd remind himself of this day multiple times in the past, he still can't get rid of the anxiety and excitement of showing you just how much he appreciates you on that day :D
he'd've made several greetings in advanced, many of which were rejects and deleted, some of which were accidentally deleted and he had to retype all over again 😭
like how he was during your monthsary, he'd have stayed up all night trying to get the right words he wants to say across, but ultimately, he gets sidetracked and releases all his thoughts out through his sketches.
he listens to a playlist you two made together, and i like to think that he took his favorite lines from the songs you like the most and pieced together a message from there :>
weirdly enough, on the day itself, he acted quite low-key. he carried his sketch book with him everywhere you two went, though, and you caught him in the corner of your eye doodling or sketching something but you never got to see what it was.
though when the day was ending, miles wanted to take you out to dinner, with him paying, of course. you were a little confused because his signals were kinda mixed, but of course you went anyway.
you still watched miles draw on his sketch book the whole time, looking up at you every now and then with a big grin on his face and a hint of being flustered in his eyes and smile.
you wanted to know just what exactly your boyfriend's been up to, why he's been acting so quiet and isolated when he promised you he had a big surprise today.
and so, miles hands you his sketch book with a massive smile as you took it, thinking he was just drawing you on a whole page like he did for you before, but it turns out... this whole sketch book was dedicated to you. this was a sketch book miles kept from you for a whole year, you never noticed it was a different one, one he always meant to dedicate to you on this very day.
"i hope you're surprised... if not, well, it's okay. you know, i always find reasons to fall for you and just stop sketching for a second to admire every detail about you." he says as he glances over at you with a shy grin on his face. he chuckles a little to himself and plays around with a stray fry on his plate as he wonders whether this surprise was good enough or would even be memorable to you. "sounds cheesy, a little over the top, but i... i really wanted to show you just how much i pay attention to you, not just because i'm your boyfriend or i'm just naturally observant..." he remarked with a slight laugh as he gently placed his hand on top of yours. "...but it's because i love and want to love every bit of you as if i was falling for you all over again for the first time. will you... will you let me?"
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rockethorse · 4 months
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Stocking Stuffer 1/5: A Bajillion Random Painting Recolours
Happy Holidays to all! While I'm proud that last year I finally managed to achieve a longtime goal of sharing a full TS2 Advent Calendar, I'm simply not gonna be able to pull it off this year. Nonetheless, the holidlay spirit has encouraged me to finish up and share a couple of things before the end of the year! I'll be sharing five little gifts over the next few arbitrary days. First up: A BUNCH of Maxis painting recolours.
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One recolour each of A/B/C Stroke (yes, I still enjoy playing with these as three separate paintings) using vintage matchbook covers designed by Saul Bass for The Ohio Match Company.
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Two recolours +frames for Abstrutionism; "Poppy Cake" by Adolf Fényes (1910), and then this edit of Christina's World by Andrew Wyeth (1948) to include Bella Goth (the original Tumblr poster has deactivated).
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A recolour of Anonymous Masterpiece with these two digital paintings by user chestnutroan featuring their farmer Sim and his two alien daughters.
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One recolour of the Arghist Soldier with "Friday Nights" by Deborah DeWit (2006), perfect for your novel-enthusiast Sims' reading nook.
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One recolour of City Skyline with a fruit & veg painting by Twitter user snail_soup (you can buy a real print of this too if you like it!)
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One recolour of the Fourth Element wall scroll with "From Stardust to Stardust - Raccoon" by user ArtOfMienda.
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Four Vegetables recoloured with four deliciously juicy tomato paintings by artist Leah Gardner.
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Geometry 101 recoloured with a beautiful palette knife painting by Lynn Boggess.
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Two recolours of Grilled Cheese (you all know what Grilled Cheese looks like, c'mon); one vintage ad for Hollywood Diet bread which I cleaned/redrew to remove text/graphics, and then "Cloud Rows" by Ivan Eyre (2004).
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In The Beginning (+frame) recoloured with "Little Thief" by Courtney / Trash Kitty Art (also available as an affordable IRL print).
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Kitten vs. Yarn (+frame) recoloured with this goache painting by user ieafy.
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"Until Tonight" by Mark Grantham (2019) slapped on Lady On Red.
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Two recolours of Living Room; "Midwestern Summer Fun" by user ink-the-artist (you may wanna zoom in for a surprise), then "Girl On A Swing" (2000) by Andrew Macara.
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One recolour of Marketing Print with the Beatles as drawn by other Beatles. I don't remember who drew who because I'm actually not much of a Beatles fan but I thought these sketches were really darling.
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In Memory of Johnny Gnome (+frame) recoloured with a piece by Emma Roulette.
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A recolour of My First Holiday with art from Twitter user heikala_art.
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On Pointed Toes (+frame) recoloured with this digital painting by Twitter user catwheezie.
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I fell in love with this Guinness ad so I tweaked it from the photo to fit on the Route 66 poster, then made an accompanying Simlish option.
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A single Scruffles recolour (+frame) with this adorable cow illustration by Twitter user poodlewool.
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Four recolours of the Sim Noir pop art print; three pieces by Al Parker I found through this Tweet (with some English removed) and then an edit of the original painting to look passingly familiar...
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Two recolours (+frames) of Snoozing Enemies; "The Cat on the Pillow" by Adolf von Becker, and "Sleeping Sasha" by Lena Rivo.
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Stiller Life (+frame) recoloured with this oil painting of McDonalds by artist Noah Verrier.
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Two recolours (+frames) of Stumped Hound; "Shadow" by Tianyi Zhou and "cat falling off table" by user anasauruss.
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The Muse recoloured with this Juxtapoz magazine cover by artist Josh Courlas.
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And lastly, three recolours of Untitled (the Bella Goth pop art painting) with works by Hiroshi Nagai.
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sketchesinstillness · 2 years
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A sneak peek inside the 2023 Sketches in Stillness Calendar!
Click HERE to get your copy:
Featuring the years most popular sketches!! Order today and get a thank you, ordinal sketch postcard, signed by the author for the Holidays!
​(limited time offer)
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mochinek0 · 5 months
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Daminette December 2023: 5-More of a Dog Person
"Sorry, Alya, but I'm more of a dog person." Adrien heard Marinette say.
'Marinette likes dogs? I thought she liked cats.'
"Wait." Alya spoke, "I thought you wanted a hamster. What happened to that dream?"
'She wanted a hamster? What changed her mind? Hamsters are amazing and so cute!'
"All animals are cute, but I recently found out I prefer dogs." Mari admitted.
"Why?" the reporter asked.
'Yeah. Why?'
"Dogs are good boys." Mari simply smiled.
Adrien was confused throughout the day. Marinette said dogs were good boys, but something must have happened to change her mind so drastically.
'Is it just that she likes to call dogs good boys? What id the dog was a girl. Wouldn't be called a good girl?'
Adrien was hoping to find out more, but he never heard Alya or Marinette brought up the topic of animals again. Not even at lunch. He had hoped that was his chance to learn more. Even Alya had seemed shocked by the change in their designer friend.
At the end of the day, the topic still hadn't been brought up.
'It wouldn't hurt to randomly ask; right?'
Before he could ask, Marinette rushed away and ran up to someone he had enver seen before and their dog. Mari began to rub the black dog's ears as she cooed and called him 'Good Boy' and 'Good Dog'. He could only assume she knew them as the owner never scolded his dog or Mari. The dog even licked her face.
Mari giggled, "You take after your master." as she looked up to the guy.
He watched as the guy's cheeks tinged pink.
'Does he like Mari?'
"Angel." he spoke.
'Angel? Is he calling Marinette an angel? He's not wrong but why?'
"Hmmm?" Marinette questioned, standing up.
"What is it you desire?" the guy asked.
"N-Nothing." Marinette stammered.
'Uh oh.'
The guy sighed, "I know you better than that."
'He does?'
Mari sighed, "Fine. I need a model for next week."
"Did you not ask Agreste?" he questioned.
'She was going to ask me to be her model? I would have said yes.'
"No." Marinette answered, "Adrien models enough as it is and I know he hates it. I tried asking other guys-"
'What other guys?'
"I'll do it." the guy stated, lifting her chin to meet his gaze, "I belong to you; do I not?"
'He belongs to Mari? What does he mean by that?'
Marinette simply nodded.
"Then you shouldn't ask other guys." he stated.
Mari smiled, "You're just like Titus."
"How so?" Damian questioned.
"You're territorial, Habibi." she answered.
'Habi-what?'
Damian leaned down and kissed his girlfriend.
'He-oh!'
"Very." he whispered.
Marinette smiled, happily.
Adrien watched as Marinette walked away with her assumed boyfriend and his dog. Marinette had her sketch book out and was showing him some designs as he led her to a car.
'I guess that solves why she's more of a dog person. I wonder what happened to cats. Is it because Chat Noir rejected her? She at least seemed happy.'
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crepes-suzette-373 · 24 days
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It's about... *checks calendar* 3 days late for April Fool's, but it's okay. I'm not trying to prank anyone.
Last month I made this LOL dating sim screen edit because for the bros' birthday I drew them in super fancy prince outfits and it looks like some romance game art??
The logo in the previous edit was kind of just edited out of an existing game logo, and that just made me feel very dissatisfied inside, so I made my own custom logo design (and then went overboard and also made the dialogue screens and the home screen).
A lot of interface elements like the buttons and text boxes are free assets from Pixiv or other websites, but I did still have to edit them and add extra effects/texture to make the layout. The logo is fully custom made by me, though. I just used some basic fonts as the base, and made all the decor myself with Photoshop. (edit: I meant the moon decor for the logo!!! The flowers and stuff in the cover image are free assets too)
Aside from Sanji, the other guys are just old drawing/sketches that I have lying around that I coloured/touched up.
Also, I'm being rebellious again. In this setting the boys' eye colours match their hair colour, so Sanji has gold eyes and not blue. You can also kind of see that Yonji has green eyes (if it's not too small).
I honestly have no idea what's happening in the "plot" here. It's just vaguely meant to be a mystery + somewhat supernatural theme in an AU setting. The player is some sort of detective/journalist investigating Germa because there's weird stuff happening or something, I don't know.
Weird stuff involving that "ghost Judge(???)" I guess??? Like if he's actually dead, then who's that guy calling himself the king?
Bonus:
Worked too hard on this little banner, only for it to be too small and barely visible. I could've just used some regular font and called it a day and not bother trying to put complicated effects on it.
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bruh--wtf · 11 months
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To the Moon and Back
Remus Lupin x Reader
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Remus walked into the library, aiming for the back corner. The place the two of you always met up at during your time away. It was one of the few places and times where it was just the two of you, not your friends.
He spotted you writing something, huddled over paper and books at the window. He came up behind you and placed his stuff down besides you. You looked up, tilting your head back to look at him. He smiled at you, watching your upside down face smile back up at him. He leans down and pecks your lips.
Then he sits down beside you and glances at the papers in front of you. He notices different moon phases in the books, and looks at you again. “What are you working on, love?”
“An astronomy assignment. It’s actually really interesting.” You smile and look down at the book. You show him a calendar in your book. Each day showed a different moon, going through the cycle. Each new phase on each day. He couldn’t help but cringe a little at the depictions of the full moons. He rightfully despised them. You flipped the page and revealed yet another one. “The library has the moon phases of every day dating back centuries. It’s said that the phase of the moon on the day you were born and the day your soulmates were born should make a full moon. The closer to a full moon you are, the more likely that person is meant to be in your life.”
He smiled a little, glancing at the different moon phases. He looked at you and raised an eyebrow. “So what’s this assignment, love?��� He asked. You smiled and nodded at your papers.
“I’m glad you asked. I have to go through all my friends and find all our moon phases. Then I have to find out who is my soulmate. See, I have transparent paper and I’ve been working on it for over an hour.” You explain. Remus scoffs and raises an eyebrow.
“An hour?”
“Hey, I’m going through centuries of moon phases here,” you say, smiling. Then you look at him and find him glancing between your doodles. “I was about to find your birthday.” He looks at you again with wide eyes. He blushes a little and shakes his head.
“It’s a silly moon thing, I don’t need the moon of all things to tell me you’re perfect,” he says. You smile a little and kiss his cheek.
“I know that. But, it’s still cute. Look, I already did Lily and I. And James, and Marlene,” you say and show him the different drawings. Then you roll your eyes as you show him the Sirius one. “So far Sirius has come the closest. I think I won’t tell him, he’d never shut up about it.” Remus scoffs and nods, but he can’t help the sinking feeling in his gut as he looks at it.
Remus loved Sirius. He was best friends with the boy. But, Sirius was more of a flirt. He knew Sirius was more conventionally attractive, especially compared to Remus. He was insecure about his scars, his awkward height, his… problem. He’d always been nervous about introducing people to his friends, especially Sirius. He thought the people would always like him more.
But you’d all been friends since first year. And you’d chosen him regardless of everything. He always had to remind himself of that, and you did as well.
“Alright, March 10, 1960,” you mumble, flipping through the months. His chest clenches with nerves. He pressed his lips together as he looked over your shoulder. “A waxing gibbous.” You smiled when you stopped, and glanced at him. Then you give him a pointed look. “Doesn’t matter, eh?” You ask, raising an eyebrow. He rolls his eyes, a small smile playing at his lips.
“I just want to beat Sirius,” he says. You roll your eyes, a smile spreading across your lips. He kisses your cheek as you turn to the book again. You grabbed a piece of translucent paper, which already had a sketch of your birth moon on it. You pressed it against the illustration of Remus’ moon phase. You smiled but Remus couldn’t fully see it. He tried to remain casual, leaning back but he just wanted you to show him.
Once you’d finished tracing his moon onto the paper, you turned to him, smiling. “Bad news,” you say. His heart drops, but you grin and hand him the tiny piece of paper. “You’re stuck with me.” He creases his brow and looks at the paper in his hand. A perfect full moon. His eyes widen a little and he looks over your shoulder at his birth moon. He glances at your other drawings of yours as well, just to make sure they really line up, and they did. You smiled at him as he relaxed.
His whole heart expanded. You were his soulmate. He already knew that, of course, but still. It was a nice confirmation. You pressed your lips together before placing a hand on his wrist. His attention went back to you in an instant. You smiled at your boyfriend.
“Now… when you see a full moon, you can think of me. And how absolutely perfect we are,” you say with a smile. He can’t help but smile a little and look down at the piece of paper in his hand. You press a kiss to the tall boy’s lips and then wave at the paper. “Keep it. I can draw another for my class.” He looked up at you again, studying you for a moment.
He had no clue how he’d gotten so lucky.
“I love you.” You smile and put a hand on his cheek, before running a hand through his tousled hair.
“I love you too, Rem. To the moon and back.”
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thecoolblackwaves · 3 months
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Family Of Nerds: Feanorian Modern AU
(I’m sorry this is somewhat Americanized I just don’t have enough knowledge about anywhere else to make those allusions) (Also please reblog with your own headcanons or other thoughts!)
Feanor 
Philologist; studies language history
Often assists at various museums, colleges, archeological sites, etc
Has published several books and given many lectures 
Creates his own languages like Tengwar for fun, also is a hobby blacksmith
Teaches his children many archaic languages no one else speaks and takes his family on "educational" vacations 
Also attends every convention known to man, even ones that have seemingly nothing to do with his own interests, dressed to the nines and spends his time there signing books and debating other people 
Loves his wife just as madly as the day he met her and is ecstatic he married his high school sweetheart
Idolizes his father. Would have done great following his political career if he hadn't "ruined" his public image by becoming a teen parent, ultimately feels he's made the right decisions for his life though and is happy with his work
Rivalry with Fingolfin over who can host the best dinner party (and you best believe he wears smart-ass punny aprons while cooking a six course meal for his guests)
Nerdanel 
Professional sculptor and multimedia artist
Teaches classes at an arts college 
Is known to eat the fruit out of the bowls her students are sketching when no one is looking
Cannot cook to save her life 
Enthusiastically attends every possible event in her family’s calendar no matter the weather or lack of skill at a toddler dance recital 
Dresses in a fabulously bohemian eccentric artist way; stole the show when she attended the Grammys with Makalaure and has been featured in several fashion magazines 
Carries all sorts of art supplies and seemingly random tools in her purse at all times, including a chisel, googly eyes, edible glitter, a bajillion hair ties, DW40, and peanut M&Ms
Has a calm, wise disposition that belies her truly chaotic nature
Often looked to for advice from her students and children and will only pull your leg when she thinks you’re being stupid 
Does give genuinely good advice though, mostly because she is uncanny in her ability to read people and observe subtle hints 
Maitimo
Studied communications, currently working as his father’s apprentice but hopes to find a position as a public relations specialist 
Uses his intimidating stature and loud, deep voice to his advantage as needed
Was born while his parents were teenagers and still living with their families, he remembers watching cartoons with Grandpa Finwe and being babysat by his uncles 
Also attended his mother’s graduation from art school as a small child and clapped until his little hands hurt 
Is painfully aware of how all his younger brothers look up to him - literally - and sometimes struggles with the pressures of setting a good example, though he does much better than he realizes 
Drinks his coffee from a mug that reads “don’t make this ginger snap” (Nerdanel has a matching one)
The gayest gay to ever gay, informs everyone of this via cheesy tee shirts gifted from his brothers and cousins 
Drives a minivan, claims he chose it because it was the only car that would fit his legs and not because he can haul his brothers around in it 
Frequently complains about missing the technology of his childhood but resents being called a millennial 
Makalaure 
Grammy award winning artist and composer
Created the score for a recent movie that bloomed his popularity and brought him to the limelight 
Has a Youtube channel with several music videos he definitely didn’t blackmail his family into filming with him 
Also performed on Broadway once and will not let you forget it 
Used to skip school to busk in the train station and once caught his math teacher also skipping school 
Extremely popular with interviewers, camera crew, and other industry specialists for his kindness and crazy stories about his family 
Donates large amounts of his royalties to children’s hospitals and other charities 
Used to hog the bathroom in the mornings to put on makeup and style his hair 
Practices Beyonce dance routines in the mirror, has convinced Curufin to do them with him before 
Spent a semester studying in Sydney, Australia and fainted after encountering a large spider in his dorm room 
Tyelkormo
Forest ranger at a National Park 
Works at outdoor summer camps every year, all the children love him and his giant fluffy dog
Also volunteers at animal shelters and the wildlife rehabilitation center at the National Park 
Creatine for breakfast, lunch, and dinner; drinks so much milk Nerdanel used to tell him it was why his hair was white 
Wakes up at 5 in the morning to exercise (disgusting)
Got a long bow for Christmas one year (the note said Santa but he knows it was his mom) and practices in the backyard by shooting at Amrod’s pumpkins 
Metalhead, particularly likes viking metal and Nordic black metal 
Made Huan his own battle vest complete with dog-themed patches such as “Bad to the Bone” and “No Leashes No Masters” 
Tells the most terrible jokes you’ve ever heard then laughs like a seagull vomiting up a stolen bag of Doritos 
Extremely loyal to his family, sometimes to a fault 
Carnistar
Professional business accountant 
Also does taxes as a side hustle because “it’s so easy” 
Is obsessed with Oreos but will not admit it because of his brother's teasing about "Moryo's Oreos" 
Obligatory family goth and not ashamed of it 
Started mending his hand-me-down clothes as a necessity and got into sewing, now makes fantastic garments for his family and friends to wear 
Halloween is the only valid holiday, he spends the entire year making his costume (it’s usually a vampire or some fandom character)
Stays up until 3am gaming on a PC he and Feanor built together one summer, favorite game is currently Balder’s Gate 
Had to take speech therapy as a child and later some anger management classes.... because he got too good at expressing himself
Curufin
Silversmith and jewelry maker 
Specializes in accessories for ballet dancers and other performers 
Ballet dancer since he was young, never succeeded with a professional career but still practices daily and chose his specialty to remain part of the scene 
Holds a serious grudge against certain critics that failed his entry to ballet academy (will not sell his products to them or their schools)
Always looking for new business opportunities, not always in the most honest of ways 
Struggles with self esteem issues 
Has several cats and claims they betray him when they snuggle with Huan but secretly finds it adorable 
Frequently collaborates with Caranthir to make elaborate costumes just for the fun of it 
Made a tiara for his favorite cat, Princess Paws
Would sleep until four in the afternoon if you let him (or if Princess Paws didn’t wake him up screaming for food)
Amrod
Gardening Club President at his school 
Started a trade and barter farmers market after school to reduce waste and share the bounty of his and fellow club member’s gardens 
Frequently tries to convince his parents to turn their property into a “self sufficient homestead”, leaves pamphlets and pictures of adorable baby animals lying around the house 
Enlisted the help of his twin and Maitimo to build a chicken coop, forgot to ask Feanor’s permission first 
Demands payment in the form of fresh caught fish or deer jerky for the use of his gourds in Tyelko’s target practice 
Has definitely switched places with Amros to escape trouble or science tests 
Often neglects his homework for pursuits he feels are more important, will only do it without complaint when Carnistar tells him to 
Had eyes for the cool-looking red glow on the stove as a child and was banned from the kitchen for most of his adolescence 
Is generally a persistent and stubborn person (wonder where he got it from)
Amros 
Amateur photographer with an instagram following nearing one million 
Account consists of 95% nature photography and 5% “The Adventures of Huan and Princess Paws” as he follows them around the back yard 
Takes all of Makalaure’s headshots and creates his album covers, also photographs Curufin’s jewelry to upload to his retail website 
“Borrows” Carnistar’s prized PC to upload and edit his photos 
Conspired with Amrod to convince their elementary school classmates they were secretly Fred and George Weasley disguised as Muggles, ultimately failed because someone thought their accents “just sounded like they were copying Peppa Pig”
Still pulls out his British accent on occasion when someone needs cheering up 
Inherited Nerdanel’s keen observation skills, mostly uses them to blackmail his brothers into doing his chores 
But also gives the most amazing presents because he knows exactly what everyone truly wants 
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Valentines day special or drabble 👉👈 IM SORRY DANA IM A WHORE FOR UR WRITING OK!
DON'T BE SORRY LOVE!!! 💕 💗 💖 (this is for u!)
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“Once again, I think I’ve gone overboard,” Y/N muttered to herself, hauling two ludicrously large, heavy shopping backs out of her car, trying her best to avoid the black ice slicking up the driveway. 
The morning of Valentine’s Day, Y/N claimed she was simply shuffling outside to check the mailbox, hoping no one said anything about the fact that she had stuffed her car keys in her pocket. 
She wasn’t really one to celebrate the holiday in the past. However, ever since her hybrids swept into her life, she made a vow to celebrate every holiday with perhaps a corny amount of enthusiasm. Hence, why she was lugging enough Valentine chocolate into the house to feed a village. 
Huffing, she followed the voices that were echoing in the kitchen, kicking off her snow-coated boots as she went. The crinkling of the paper bags had the voices not too far off quieting down, Y/N grinning as she entered the room, the scent of sugared berries and pancakes filling her nose. 
She had waited until each of the hybrids had slunk into the kitchen for breakfast, the only one aware that it was a holiday being Hoseok, who had dressed in every red-and-pink item he owned. Jeongguk, rolling his eyes at the breakfast nook, was bent over his notebook, appearing to be sketching something that he was copying from one of Namjoon’s occult books. The wolf hybrid was beside him, helping himself to more sugared berries. 
Ears perked up in her direction as she bustled into the room, placing the heavy bags onto the coffee bar where Jimin was filling up his mug, a soft noise of confusion leaving his full lips as he examined the bags stuffed with white tissue paper. 
“What’s that?” He asked, one of his sandy ears twitching as she squeezed his shoulder, the fuzzy fabric of his sweater making her fingertips tingle. 
“Oh, nothing…” Y/N replied mischievously, curiosity growing even stronger in his bright eyes. 
“Bullshit. I can smell your scheming from a mile away,” Jeongguk called out, looking bored when Namjoon shot him a dirty look. 
“You have quite the bullshit detector, sweets,” Y/N moved away from the coffee bar, finding the mug Yoongi had prepared for her on the island, beside where Taehyung was sitting. 
The Kodiak hybrid avoided her eyes, but still leaned into her touch when she used his upper arm to balance over the island to grasp for her mug. Things were still a little… tense between her and him, but Y/N was trying her best to give him space while he got used to her and Yoongi. 
Speaking of, the leopard hybrid emerged from the pantry with the bag of powdered sugar Namjoon had requested, his hair tied back with a scrunchie. He winked at Y/N, pointing to the stack of pancakes on the stove that were waiting for her, Y/N shaking her head as she watched Seokjin fry up some breakfast sausages. When Seokjin turned with the plate, he smiled at Y/N softly, though his ears were pressed flat to his head. 
“So, what’s in the bag, darling? Valentines?” Hoseok landed heavily on one of the barstools, sly knowledge spread all over his face. Grumbling, Y/N sipped her coffee with narrowed eyes. 
“Nothing gets by you, Foxy, huh?” Y/N put her hands up like she was caught red-handed, poking his cheek as she waltzed by him. 
“Valentines?” Namjoon’s voice was thick with confusion, Y/N more than used to the wolf hybrid being not exactly aware of the human calendar. 
Sighing, her surprise spoiled by her clever fox hybrid, she trudged over to the bags once again, and if she had a tail like the hybrids, it would be between her legs. Like a shadow, Seokjin followed her, though not as closely as he used to– not close enough for Y/N to catch a whiff of his comforting eucalyptus scent. Later that night, she and Seokjin would be driving into the city for the cooking lesson, and she was hoping that things wouldn’t be so odd between them. 
Humming, Y/N dove her fingers into the tissue, grasping onto the 7 envelopes she had placed in there only moments ago, the paper different shades of pink and red. It had been difficult to find cards for all of them that didn’t shout “I LOVE YOU” all over them, but in a stationary store within the same strip mall Judy’s shop was in, she found a bunch that simply wished them a happy holiday. 
Moving quickly, she delivered one to each of the boys, Jeongguk rolling his eyes as he accepted his envelope, flicking Y/N on the forehead. Once everyone had their card, Yoongi receiving his with a smirk and a stolen kiss to her temple, Y/N began passing out the boxes of chocolate she had picked up at The Prudential center– the fancy Swiss place Seokjin had pointed out several times, with the slabs of chocolate in the window. 
She tried to keep in mind everyone’s tastes; truffles for Jimin and Taehyung, a variety of filled chocolates for Namjoon, toffee for Seokjin. Namjoon accepted his box with glee, his dimples indenting his cheeks, abandoning his breakfast in favor of cracking into some peanut butter cups. 
“Thank you,” Taehyung took his truffles with a blush blossoming over his cheeks and nose, Y/N’s heart squeezing as he afforded her the briefest moment of precious eye contact. 
“These cards are so cheesy,” Hoseok snorted, pointing at the fat little angel on the front of his card. “You know, you should tell us that you’re planning to get us things for holidays. I feel like a bum whenever I don’t get you something in return.”
Hoseok’s russet ears drooped, pouting at Y/N as she ruffled his hair, giving him a squeeze around his shoulders. Resting her chin on his shoulder, she felt Hoseok’s back melt into her chest instantly, grinning as she watched him peel open his box of assorted pralines. 
“You don’t have to get me anything,” Y/N insisted, giving Hoseok one last squeeze before pulling herself away, Jimin shaking his head in disagreement as he mumbled something about flowers. “Besides. I got myself the boozy truffles, and I’m going to make you all watch a cheesy rom com tonight when I get back with Seokjin from the cooking class.”
At the sound of his name, as well as the mention of the class, Seokjin perked up from his spot– leaning on the fridge with his little tub of toffee– an excited purr ripping from his chest. While everyone was busy with their chocolates and cards, each hybrid in various states of fluster and flattery, Y/N found her way to Yoongi, who disappeared into the pantry before she could give him his Valentine. 
“Hoseok’s right. Cheesy,” Yoongi said, with his back turned to her, holding up his card. With a jolt, she realized he must have disappeared so he could open it privately, her cheeks burning as she clocked the sappy note she had written into his card. Desperately, she wanted to write similar sentiments on the other’s, but was still too chicken to confess to anyone else. “Here.”
Turning, Yoongi had a smirk on his face, reaching for Y/N’s wrist, and she was no longer paying attention to the commotion outside of the pantry. Holding her gently, Yoongi dug around in the pocket of his jeans, Y/N catching something sparkly between his fingertips. Swiftly, the leopard hybrid clasped a delicate silver bracelet around her wrist, the slim chain feeling like water as it was secured against her flesh. Gasping softly, she noticed the heart charm dangling from the chain, the design simple and elegant, and with the gift, Y/N felt her eyes water. 
“Yoongi… when, and how–”
“Something to spend my money on from Daisy’s lessons,” Yoongi shrugged, still holding her wrist as he examined the jewelry. “Wasn’t going to let you get me something without anything in return.”
With that, Yoongi raised her hand to his lips, pressing a light kiss to her knuckles, his cheeky smirk becoming even more pronounced once he read the emotion on her face; lower lip wobbling, shiny eyes.
“Be mine?” Yoongi raised an eyebrow, flashing his sharp canines at her, enjoying how overwhelmed she was. The corny remark, the very same one printed on his card, had her snapping out of it, clicking her tongue at the leopard hybrid. 
“Already am.”
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