#♡not art

[mimimar]

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the moment I heard elphaba's delivery of "there's a girl i know..." in i'm not that girl i knew i had to draw this comic, i strongly recommend listening to it while you read for the full experience!

this comic is a companion to this piece (which was inspired by glinda's delivery of the same line in the i'm not that girl reprise).

pages 1-4 are from elphie's pov, pages 5-8 are from glinda's.

prints of individual pages: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

flower meanings in order of appearance:

[odorefal]

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ he’ll never own up to it, but you know athlete!sukuna credits your kiss for his winning streak; his lucky charm since that match last season.

the habit began that time: a playful kiss on the cheek before a game. you’d dragged him aside at halftime, given him a quick peck, and said, “you’ve got this.”

from then on? he came back, racked up 30 points, carried the team to a win, and took home mvp. ever since, sukuna’s been rather fixated on the idea that your kiss gives him the edge.

his pre-match ritual’s locked in; a tradition at this point now, and today’s no exception.

you’re caught up holding seats for a friend, not even noticing sukuna taking the court. he stops short mid-step, eyes narrowing as he searches the crowd — and finds you.

"come on, lucky charm," he says with a playful pout, tipping his cheek toward you expectantly.

“what?” you blinked, confused.

sukuna’s eyes narrowed, a smirk tugging at his lips. he lean down, hand resting behind your seat, and tap his lips. “you owe me, remember?”

“you’re not gonna fall apart.” you sigh, shooting a glance at the team warming up as the pieces come together. “you really think one kiss is that powerful?”

“proof’s in the scoreboard, sunshine.” he smirks, leaning in just a little.

you roll your eyes, but your body betrays you, leaning toward him like it’s second nature. your lips graze his lips, soft and warm. his hand finds your waist, fingertips pressing into your side as his thumb strokes lazily over the hem of your shirt — lingering, like he’s testing how long he can stay.

you’re breathless when you pull away from the soft to deep kiss, his gaze heavy-lidded and fixed on your lips as his thumb traces the edge of your jaw.

“perfect.”

he’s halfway across the court when he slows, turns his head, and flashes you a lazy grin. “better sit where you can see me. you won’t wanna miss this.”

and sure enough, the shot is clean; textbook perfect. his eyes meet yours across the court, his smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth like, i told you, sunshine.

[ideksams]

🍷🤍

[saizun]

flower hand fans 🪭 ִֶָ 𖥔 ࣪˖

[ahkaraii]

Live weapon testing: 100% success rate! ♡

[retquits]

butch march for anon! 🔨

[swampybogg]

[nanakorobiyaokii]

ー ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ♡

[nudjismo]

⠀⠀⠀ ✄ ❀ PNGs⠀ 🍏ㅤ۫ ⭐️.

[quetzaly-ameyali]

The stages of the divorce

I saw the movie a little over a week ago.I still haven't gotten over it So I made some chibis to get them out of my system.

[mimimar]

a glimpse of the sea fairy

(prints)

[odorefal]

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ athlete!sukuna has a thing for your lips.

you don’t even get a chance to secure your cherry-flavored lip balm before a strong, calloused hand plucks it right from your grasp without warning.

“hey!” you protest, turning to face sukuna, who grins like he’s just won something. he twirls the tiny tube between his fingers, clearly entertained, his gym bag slung casually over his shoulder. dressed in his practice jersey, he’s all sweat and arrogance, the scent of exertion clinging to him.

“what’s this?" he muses, turning the tiny tube over in his fingers. “cherry-flavored? figures. you always taste just as sweet as you act, sunshine.”

heat creeps up your neck, caught off guard by the nickname. he’s never called you “sunshine” before. “cut it out. just give it back already.”

“nah.” he grins, applying the balm like he hasn’t just committed a crime. your entire soul leaves your body. “you did not just—”

“mm,” he muses, tilting his head as he smacks his lips thoughtfully. “not bad, but i have a feeling it tastes even sweeter from the source.”

before you can protest, sukuna traps you against the lockers, his presence overwhelming—fresh sweat, burning heat, and stolen cherry. he tilts your chin up effortlessly, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips.

“only one way to know if i got the full effect.”

his lips press against yours—slow at first, then hungrier, stealing the cherry right off your mouth. when he finally leans back, you barely remember why you wanted your lip balm back in the first place.

with a cocky smirk, sukuna steps back and tosses the lip balm into his bag, watching it land smoothly beneath his spare jersey.

slinging the bag over his shoulder, he grins. “guess you’ll have to work for it.”

“unbelievable,” you mutter, glaring up at him. “absolutely insufferable.”

“and you love me.” he grins, tossing your stolen lip balm in the air before disappearing onto the court, leaving you utterly flustered and questioning all your life choices.

––

unaware of the stares he was getting, sukuna strutted onto the court—meanwhile, his teammates were trying to figure out why he suddenly had glossy, cherry-kissed lips, as if he wants to look kissable.

( kiss me instead ᐢ ̥_ ̫ _ ̥ᐢ )

[nadeshikogf]

・*。chii-tan~ ♡ (*´ω`*)

credit 💕

[thebrainrotsreal]

Eve, Kate, Mark and Rex! Nailing some ideas down on how I wanna draw them in the future, and enjoying messing with their designs like usual! Not a fix-it whatsoever just fun + ref for the future! I cannot do realistic styles so translating them into something I can do while still being recognizable is peak. I will mess with Rex's suit more. Trust. I Kate so much now. Look at her <333333

[soiers]

I cant take anymore of these two theyre too acoustic