#and the little wink. for what

[scrumptiousobjectcollector]

Wenclair is amazing because neither of them want to change the other or make them out to be someone who isn't true to themselves.

[tawnysoup]

The one eyed Siffrin Wink™

[captaincrazycreative]

I love that Celia went to the Jonah Magnus school of

"Giving vague and ominous hints towards your big mysterious twist backstory."

"Lets just say i have a...complicated immigration status."

GIRL YOU ARE NOT SUBTLE

[hannahvardit]

It's called a pickle boys, it's what you're in right now.

[krysmcscience]

Saw this post and couldn't resist because,

1.) @tesscourtes' human!Bill is a lil cutie-patootie menace that I very badly wanted to draw, and,

2.) I have a - M I G H T Y - N E E D - for any version of human!Bill to find any way he possibly can to annoy Ford a whole lot :D

Also, 3.) I like to headcanon that Bill's knowledge in The Sciences is mostly limited to 'Ways I Can Make A Really Cool Doomsday Portal', and everything else he knows is just a slapdash mix of the stuff he remembers from whatever schooling he went through on Euclydia, a whole awful lot of lucky guesses (which he WILL gaslight you about if you tell him he's wrong), and - naturally - conning all the rest of the answers he needs out of any more educated saps who are unfortunate enough to be around him at the time (answers which he will then proceed to take credit for), so as far as I'm concerned, this "outfit" is perfect for him.

Ignore the shitty backgrounds, I am sick to death of doing backgrounds, I just want to draw goofy shenanigans, okay???

[bilolli]

Heyyyyyy @betweenblackberrybranches did you know that I like your automatons designs a lot?

Scans under the cut

[zylphiacrowley]

Archery practice ➸♥

[justplaggin]

so true lg you are the prime example of that

[nevvaraven]

If any of you ever end up becoming famous authors in the future and I somehow end up recognising your writing style I pinky promise I’ll take your secret to the grave, no one will know you used to write about fictional dudes deepthroating each other in coffee shop AU’s except you and me 🤝

[hornyharpy]

Bro is not going to make it to the princess...

[cyellolemon]

MY COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN 🫶You can dm me if interested or order on Vgen (to help me get verified!!)

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rbs are super appreciated <3 also don't hesitate if you have any question :)

[rentenwins]

silly little excuses (newneighbour!leehan x reader)

masterlist link | next chapter

synopsis: leehan realises some things while he's on the other side of the country. then he comes home and is convinced to bite the bullet.

content: an attempt at emo, leehan is away from his friends for a while, biscuits as a plot device, an attempt at domesticity, reader and leehan is whipped, sungho mention, a very nice one-off character, food scenes

a/n: we are nearing the end of the series! thank you everyone who has come along, this will be the second last chapter so please enjoy! also can everyone please show extra love to leehan, he needs to know the real onedoors who really love him for who he is <3

wc: 2148

taglist: @haechology @jenuinne @saintriots @badaspookie @yveol @yunextdoor @lailols @rawrbamgyu @amarecerasus @pandorahearts19 @luvvhaerin @saritahwang @bee-the-loser @secretlyseochangbin

chapter 8: i hope you like it

The sun was almost setting in Busan, not evident by the (nonexistent) sunset but the slowly waning orange-pink sky. Leehan was by the beach with his family, his sister was down by the sand with her son and her husband, and his parents walking by the surrounding streets and the vendors. He decided to sit by a bench overlooking the beach, a small paper bag in hand with a little gift he had promised to get you as a ‘thank you’. It was a set of kitchen gloves and a tea towel, reminiscent of your cookies as a housewarming gift for when he first moved in. To an outsider it’s a small gesture, but to him it eased his mind of the stress of moving across the country.

He’s reminded of the day you and the others went to the beach two days before he had left for Busan. Some shy touches and the sea breeze, the beach feels different when it’s just himself. Leehan hears the clinking of shells and chimes to his left, and he sees an old lady behind a wooden stall. The stall was adorned with wind chimes, decorated in ocean themes with shells and what looks like handmade acrylic charms of sea creatures. Sitting at the stall itself was an array of shell necklaces, presumably from the beaches around the area.

Out of curiosity, Leehan stands from where he was sitting and walks over to the old lady’s stall which was in the middle of a row of five stalls. This one in particular was the most ear-catching despite being one of the stalls in the middle. The old lady smiles up at Leehan as he eyes the wind chimes and the necklaces. A particular one catches his eye. Attached to the metal chain of the necklace was a real spiral shell pendant with a pink hue, the protective sheen on the necklace shone against the setting sun.

“Is there something you like, young man?” Leehan could hear the smile in the old lady’s voice. He takes in the old lady’s appearance: a mute red shawl to shield her from the wind against her black dress, pearl earrings on her lobes and a multiple spiral shell necklace similar to the one he was eyeing on display.

“I like the shell necklaces, it’s simple but very pretty.” Leehan comments as he touches the pink hued necklace again. The old lady leans over to see which necklace the boy had been eyeing and she hums.

“That would look beautiful on you, boy.” The old lady comments, “is it for you?”. Leehan feels his face warm.

“Well, I— it’s for someone else.” Leehan murmurs awkwardly. The old lady laughs, a knowing glint in her eyes with the way Leehan is fidgeting with the bag already in his hands.

“Well, whoever it is you give it to, young man, I am sure they will love it. Even more special since it’s by the beach this very shell was found.”

Leehan contemplates before he nods, and asks for the price. The lady graciously accepts the money and fusses over Leehan’s insistence of her keeping the change. Leehan wins in the end, the lady smiles to herself over the charming boy in front of him. Leehan couldn’t help but ask, 

“Sorry to ask but, let’s say you give a gift, like this necklace, as a gift. What would you think that means?”

The lady smiles, “Well. You see, young man, I’ve been selling these necklaces for a long time. And I’ve learnt from many people that giving someone a heartfelt gift is the most honest thing a person could do.”

Honest.

“And a necklace. One of the most romantic gifts, I’d say. Not to be biased, of course.” Leehan laughs along with the lady.

“But really. If it means something to you, and it’s the right person? They’ll know it, young man.”

——

The rest of the trip goes slowly but it gives Leehan a chance to wind down, something the suburbs can give him but a city like Seoul could never. Leehan spends his afternoons with his nephew and his parents, simple affairs he gets to enjoy before he makes his way back to Seoul. The words of the old lady by the beach, however, lingers in the back of his mind. The lady hadn’t even mentioned a name, yet he thought of you.

There was a day his mother came back with biscuits from a cafe he frequented before he moved away. The biscuits were the ones he compared to your ‘housewarming biscuits’, as he so affectionately refers to in his head. But when he takes a bite, the biscuit feels too rough and even a bit too sweet. Did it always taste like this? Or did his infatuation with you just made him prefer your baking over anything else now? 

The thoughts made him giddy but also made him want the ground to swallow him whole. That way, he’ll never have to face his feelings since he has no clue how to deal with his unrelenting crush on his next door neighbour. He left you with his precious pets for goodness’ sake! The only other person he trusted with his pets was Taesan, who he had originally planned on asking whilst he was away on this trip until Sungho’s suggestion on having you take care of them instead.

And yet, there he was. Contemplating life over biscuits and a necklace.

Even with the turmoil, Leehan still tries to be a kind person. So he shoots you a text, realising he hasn’t messaged since he left two days ago. It didn’t help his nervousness though.

‘hi y/n, hope you’re doing well, and the fishies too :>, thanks again for looking after them’

He looks back at the biscuits he was eating and decides he won’t eat them anymore for today knowing yours were way better anyway. Your reply comes quickly,

‘we’re doing well! i just fed them actually. hope you’re having fun!’

You also attached a selfie of the side of your face and the fish tank, looking as pristine as Leehan had left it. He smiles at the photo, and reacts to the picture with a little fish emoji, which apparently in Leehan terms is an equivalent to a heart..

‘i got you something as promised, it’s not much but it’s the least i could do :’)’

‘omg leehan really you shouldn’t have :(‘

‘it took me a while to actually think of it haha’

‘i think i’ll like anything you give me really… but how’s busan? you eaten yet?’

You both text for a while, Leehan telling you of his nephew and the beach while you tell him about the stray cats around your apartment building the last few days. Leehan catches himself smiling, which he had to mask when his sister came home so he wouldn’t look too suspicious for her to question him about what’s so funny about his phone as he rapidly texts back.

——

If only that old lady at the stall knew about the turmoil going on in his head, and the nervousness Leehan felt by the end of the next day when he got back from Busan back to Seoul. Leehan swears he can hear the old lady giggling as he parks his car in the apartment building’s basement. Kinda creepy if you ask him.

He ludges his small suitcase into the elevator, oddly reminiscent of the time he first moved into the apartment a few months ago. It was around 7pm, a bit later in the evening than he would have liked but considering he left Busan later than he had planned, there wasn’t much he could do. The boy reaches his floor with the ding of the elevator, and walks to his apartment down the hall. He keys in his code at the door and quickly realises the light at the entryway was on. Odd.

His instincts tell him to slowly open the door and peek around his own home, albeit a little stiff. But his body relaxes when he sees your figure sitting at his small dining table, head down on your arms and facing away from the door. It looked like you were sleeping, so Leehan left his small suitcase by the door so as to not disturb you. ‘Cute’ Leehan couldn’t help but think as he walked slowly towards the dining table. Judging by your position, he assumes you fell asleep watching the fish tank. He stiffened again, standing still as he tried to figure out what to do as looked over at your figure hunched over that was definitely sleeping. Very peacefully. In his own home. Leehan was trying hard not to lose his mind. He swears he hears the old lady laugh at him again.

Eventually, Leehan slowly approaches your side and lays a gentle hand on your arm, softly calling your name, tapping your arm slowly. You stir groggily and slightly flinch from the familiar voice as you put your head up and see Leehan’s eyes looking at you.

“I’m awake, I’m awake I promise.” You groan as you put your head down again on your arms and you hear Leehan laugh. His hand lingers on your arm, it feels like it’s burning through your skin.

“Mhm, sure you are, and don’t worry. I just got here.” Leehan says with humour. You groan again before finally sitting up and rubbing your face with the back of your hand as the boy next to you lets go of your arm. You would never admit you missed that simple gesture. You stretch your neck and suppress a yawn.

“M’sorry, I must’ve fallen asleep just sitting here watching the fish. I didn’t realise you’d be back by now, seriously. God, this is embarrassing.” You bury your head in your hands, refusing to look at Leehan as he gently pats your back, before backing away to grab his suitcase. 

“No, no it’s okay,” You hear Leehan walk back to the door followed by the rolling of his suitcase, “I’ve done the same thing, except too many times to count.” He sheepily admits as you turn to look at him.

“You eaten yet?” You ask him. As if on cue, Leehan feels his stomach grumble and feels his face go red.

“I… I was kinda in a rush to get back and kinda forgot to eat. Have you?” You feel embarrassed all over again.

“Well, I mean. I fell asleep so...” you trail off and Leehan laughs a little bit at your state again, still sleepy around the edges and tousled hair. He pulls out his phone and immediately goes through his food delivery app.

“What do you feel like eating?” He asks as he doesn’t look up from his phone. You catch a sliver of his screen to see him scrolling through an app you recognised too well. Well, that’s the university life, really.

“Me? No, no, no seriously, it’s fine. Leehan, you must be tired. I’m gonna go back n—“

“Oh my god, sit down. I know you’re as hungry as I am. Now, come on and help me choose before I choose raw fish again.” Though in Leehan’s head, he just needed an excuse for you to stay longer.

You and Leehan end up buying a bossam set, choosing maybe he should have some variety after having mostly seafood in Busan. Plus, he really couldn’t say ‘no’ when he saw your ‘knowing look’ when he mentioned bossam.

So there you two were, on his living room floor on his carpet, eating bossam while the TV played random travel vlogs about scuba diving on YouTube. The food is gone rather quickly, not realising just how hungry you both were.

“Leehan, let me pay you back for this.” You insist as you finish the last of your meal.

The boy across from you sighs and reluctantly agrees, letting you relish in your short-lived happiness before he mentions,

“Then let me give you your gift now.” You look up at him just as you finish sending him money on your phone. You stood up from your spot on the floor, Leehan looks at you questioningly.

“Two can play at that game. I’ll be back, don’t move!.” You rush over to the door, and slipped your sandals on before making your way to your apartment a few steps away. Leehan finally realises that you probably got him (or possibly even made him) a gift just to counter him. So he takes a final bite and rushes to open his luggage that was conveniently next to him. He remembers Sungho’s words from before he left for Busan.

“Well, if she wonders why you asked her to take care of your fish and not us instead, just be honest.”

An odd wave of confidence rushes over Leehan. Yeah. Maybe he should do it.

next chapter: coming soon.

[wardingshout]

Hi!! I just wanted to say that the way you draw characters/use colors in your art is an absolute dream, I've never seen anything prettier. Do you have a specific way you pick/use colors, or any advice for coloring? You inspire my art so much, and I'd love to learn how to color like you someday :)

@braventheninth gonna reply to both of you here hope that's cool!

aaaah thank you so much I'm really honoured to hear you both like it and that it inspires you anon !! ;v; I don't actually know much about art theory-wise, aside from very basic colour theory that I always forget so most of my choices are pretty instinctual and based on my own preferences!

i can do my best to explain my thought process though! uuh it is. lots of text though just as a warning.

one thing I tend to do with almost everything is pick what kind of colour mood I'm going for! usually, since I love orange and also warm feelings, I'll aim for some kind of warm tone and when doing that I try to slide every colour I pick towards the warm end of the colour wheel. Blacks and whites are especially good for this! As a general thing I almost fully avoid picking any colours along those edges of the colour picker

instead I'll move all my colour choices a nudge into the square for the colours towards the tone I want (in this case warm) (the white is there be warm too I just forgor to type it).

and since I wanted warm colours for this drawing I desaturated the blue of Brain's pants so it would fit in better. I once heard someone say you should always pick one main colour and saturate fully and the further away from it on the colour wheel you got, the more desaturated your colours should be. I don't really do that bc I like my colours to stay bright but I do keep it in mind to mess around with sometimes.

I'm not always great at keeping this consistent, but I think it usually makes for pretty decent results... Other things I keep in mind are that when I pick the colour for my shadows I always make a little slide on the colour wheel towards the opposite tone of what I based my main colours on. oh and picking the right base colours ?? no clue tbh I always put every colour on it's own layer and then I spend a couple minutes adjusting them all seperately until I feel like they go well enough together. I usually avoid the bottom to right section of the square fully, bc I find they often get oversaturated and muddy, but that's just a personal preference I guess.

also since I enjoy the way coloured lineart works for my stuff I tend to mess around with layer settings for my lineart! usually the end results will look something like this:

where the clipped layer is clipped on to my colours folder. lineart is the only place where I just use plain black since I'm gonna change it with these layer settings later. it often still shows up as black for darker colours (and especially blues?) but it keeps a slightly coloured edge that I enjoy. if the blacks of the end result don't look good, messing around with the layer opacity usually changes stuff up. sometimes I'll also erase part of the lineart from one of the layers as a way to adjust.

I think what might be more relevant though, is the way I've been picking my colours for most of my recent posts though, which is. very differently. and also quite dependant on the fact I've been drawing on Tegaki! Tegaki has a limited colour palette that looks like this

only the 6 colour slots next to the bottom greyscale can be replaced by your own colours. As shown here I only bothered to add something to half of them; mainly the beige-ish colour I like to use for whites, a brown that I never use bc it's ugly with everything else here and a purple? that I only Think I added. both the brown and purple suffer from being too desaturated for the rest of the palette, which makes them stand out in a pretty bad way when used tbh.

I have. absolutely no idea what I'm doing with colours on this site though ngl. I think it just automatically pushes you to be a little more chaotic with the choices? a simple example is the green I picked for Link's tunic here doesn't really have any good, easy choice for shading imo. most of the "darker" green tones just feel more saturated, and it sticks out pretty bad as a shading colour for the more muted green I picked for the tunic. Removing those, the choice was either a mossy green or a blue.

and while the mossy green is still green, it feels far too dark a shading colour compared to what I picked as shading for the rest of the drawing. The blue has the added bonus of being closer to the purple I used for the black-ish parts.

I think my point is that it's really easy to push yourself to make some fun new choices when the tools you're using limit you a bit in a way? Looking at it now, I'm also seeing that the hands were lined with very different colours. I remember just thinking that I couldn't be bothered to find the exact same purple I used for the first hand so I just went with the first thing I landed on, that being a pink. But now I think it works pretty well since the one hand is lifted a bit more into the light and that goes well for a bright colour like pink. happy accidents and all that right ?

I am fully just yapping at this point 🧍 but the point still goes for most things drawn on this site.

like there was no reason to add the blues or reds or pinks to the heather here but I only had so many purple shades to work with. it might be less realistic but I don't think it would've come out as well if I had stuck to only the purple shades from my reference photo.

This ended up way way too long and I have no idea if any of it made sense or was helpful at all, but it was surprisingly fun to reflect on my own choices a bit more! especially since I often just do whatever I feel like I think it's helpful to sit back and consider what instinct actually tells me it's the right thing to do.

in an attempt to do something actually helpful uuh I recommend messing around with 2 specific things and switching around with them a bit; namely limited colour palettes (like 1 or 2 main tones imo) and then just going absolutely ham and just using whatever colour for everything (make them orange! put some blue and purple on the bark! leaves can be blue if they want to! (go more ham than I did tbh))

I think just messing around does so much for making some kind of sense of colours even without Knowing how they work. it's easy to say we should all study, but personally I'm pretty bad at it and it's more fun to just trial and error it... errors do happen a lot though omg do they happen, but that's helpful for figuring stuff out too!

[mustasekittens]

congratulations christopher!

self indulgent near-future in which when christopher graduates high school buck n eddie take hiim to hawaii to celebrate and they all have a nice vacation over here. friend n i were brainrotting it a bit and we decided buck definitely hyperfixated on hawaii and stuff (history, nature, geography, mythology, etc)

[squigg-les]

she every on my man til I hybrid or something

[marclef]

What’s the relationship like between Peppino and Fake Pep? I wonder what its like to be friends with a literal clone of yourself…

hoo boy, it's a very interesting thing indeed! (and something i'm WAY too enthusiastic about sharing my ideas about hehehe 👀💧) especially when the clone of yourself is completely different from you in morals, tastes, actions, interactions..... just about the only thing that's similar is looks.

that's not to say that Peppino and his Fake don't get along though! it's gotten... better since Fake Peppino first showed up at Peppino's Pizza and then refused to ever leave. at least Fake Peppino has no desire to kill Peppino any more, he's a fellow Peppino and that would just be rude! not to mention how he regrets trying to kill him before... but it's all fine now!!

Fake treats Peppino with a decent amount of respect, part of it just because he considers Peppino a friend now, and part of it being how badly Peppino kicked his ass for things in the past. there's still an awful lot of things Fake Peppino does that makes most normal people uncomfortable... Peppino included. making inhuman noises, hiding in cramped spots just to jump out and spook you, eating things that definitely aren't meant to be eaten... Fake's fairly comfortable in his new home, and while Peppino feels a lot better about him, there's still times that it makes him feel a bit... anxious.

seeing something that once tried to kill you and still acts very off sometimes, acting as if you're a dear friend and snuggling up to you like a beloved family dog, that IS a little bit... uncomfortable, to say the least. but at least things could be worse... Fake could still be trying to kill Peppino like he was made to do.

there ARE a lot of things that Fake Peppino does though, in attempts to actually benefit Peppino. whether or not these are ACTUALLY good things is very debatable. clearing out any pest that make their way in is pretty nice at least, but then there's the more... questionable things that Fake does to try and help. for example, Fake doesn't tolerate any kind of rudeness towards Peppino or his restaurant. he still considers himself a Peppino in a sense, and sees the pizzeria as both Peppino's AND his own, so insulting either of those is the last thing you want to do.

do NOT ever behave in an unruly manner, or say rude things about Peppino in his pizzeria. you never know who might be listening...

... or that it might be the last mistake you ever make. be wary while making your way home after that... there might just be something that's tagged alongside you.

.... it IS a little worrying to Peppino that most rude customers never seem to show up again... but maybe they just stuck to their word and left? surely that's the explanation for it... Fake Peppino does look rather well-fed today though... but ah well... at least that's less angry customers to deal with?

but see, Fake Peppino DOES genuinely care for Peppino's well-being now! and Peppino, though still fairly wary, is at least thankful that he's not a threat to him. so while it's not exactly the most comfortable life, at least Fake doesn't cause Peppino any trouble... not that he knows much about.

but it WOULD help him feel a bit better, if Fake Peppino's instincts would stop acting up from time to time. there's only so many times that Fake's "kill and/or eat Peppino" brain instincts can kick in before it starts getting real uncomfortable. but at least he's not ACTUALLY trying to kill Peppino... it just tends to be that from time to time, Peppino might find himself getting licked or gently nibbled on. a wee bit unsettling when it's meant to be a clone of yourself doing that.... at least he's not really eating you??

so... uncomfortable at times, but could be worse! Fake Peppino can be fairly handy to have on hand too, a nice helper for cleaning and keeping watch! just.... don't worry about where some of the ruder customers have been going... i'm sure they're just fine.