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In The Air (Tonight)
Pairings: Patrick x Reader, Tashi x Reader, Tashi x Art
Word count: 2.7k
Content warnings: alcohol use, suggestive content
Notes: Hi everyone! This is my first time writing a ff but I love Challengers with all my heart so I thought I'd give it a try. English is not my first language so if there are any mistakes don't pay too much attention to them!! Also, I despise the use of “Y/N”, that's why I tried to make it as neutral as I could.
Summer 2006, New York: 10:45 PM
Your room was a mess. Not only were there piles of dresses, colorful crop tops and jeans scattered across the floor like confetti, but you still couldn’t decide what to wear. And it was getting pretty late ��at least, too late for your liking一 as the faint sound of “SOS” by Rihanna drifting from nearby bars hinted at the start of another sleepless Saturday night.
“Where’s the mascara?”
“Right in there,” you said, pointing at your makeup bag while your head was still buried deep in your closet. This bra isn't even mine, you thought, picking it up before tossing it on the ground. Tashi was too busy curling her eyelashes to hear the cellphone that had been buzzing for the past five minutes.
"Tash, could you please get it?" you grabbed a pair of low-rise, medium-wash bootcut jeans and looked at them with a satisfied grin before sneaking your legs in them as Tashi’s manicured nail pressed the green button to accept the call.
"We're still not ready," you heard her say and Art groaned on the other end.
"Are you serious? You said that an hour ago!"
"I am, unfortunately. I'll text you when we're finished.” Tashi ended the call before he could say a word.
She's been your closest friend since middle school. It was around that time that she started to invite you to watch her tennis matches on Sunday afternoons, just to hang out later. You've been incredibly supportive of her love for tennis ever since.
She even tried to teach you how to play, which led to you spraining your ankle once—after that, she didn't push you to try again.
However, you were always there at her matches: front rows, holding a big sign with her name on it, rooting for her.
That's also how you met Patrick and Art, Fire and Ice: the two of them were also tennis players, which is why they already knew Tashi very well. The four of you quickly became close after your first encounter at a party, which ended with smoking cigarettes by the beach and engaging in random conversations.
It was quite obvious that Art, the blond one, had a thing for her from the first night you all spent together. You still remember how he was staring at her in awe as she explained to Patrick, the brunet one, how “you can actually build something out of ice while fire just tends to burn shit down”—it was obviously an innuendo to his technique. Art could hardly hide his grin as she tore into it, watching her like he’d just discovered something rare. You wondered if she noticed—or if she was just used to his attention by now.
As for you, you weren’t really looking for a relationship and you’d come to peace with the fact that being single was probably the chillest you’d ever been. At the same time, you couldn’t deny that Patrick was a really cool guy—not just for his confidence and personality, but because he was fucking hot. Sure, he was flirtier with you than with most people and maybe that got under your skin a little. But you often asked yourself if it was real interest or just his way of being; you hadn’t quite decided yet.
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The clock on the dresser blinked 11:10 PM, the glowing digits reminding you both that Art and Patrick were probably rolling their eyes somewhere across town. They’d waited this long, but you knew they’d wait a little longer.
Tashi was finally dressed, wearing a dark blue one-shoulder mini dress and a wide black belt with a large buckle that you’d gladly lent her. She was already pretty tall, but that didn’t stop her from slipping on the black peep-toe heels you two had bought together just a few hours ago. “One thing I like about my height is that ugly short boys can’t even try with me. I can’t hear them at all!” she’d joked in the shoe aisle.
As she carefully helped you curl your hair, you slipped on a white vest-style top with a V-neck. “Do you think I should add a necklace or something?” you asked, gesturing to the empty space just above your collarbones.
“How about that black beaded necklace with the heart pendant your grandma got you for your birthday?” she suggested, turning off the curling iron. “It contrasts perfectly with white.”
“You’re a genius!”
You fastened the necklace, running a finger over the heart pendant, feeling a hint of comfort.
There was just one last thing left to do before leaving the house: post a photo of Tashi and you on MySpace - where, of course, she was placed first in your TOP 8 and you were placed first in hers.
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The two boys had been leaning against the stone ledge outside the club for a solid twenty minutes, watching people trickle in. Art had insisted on getting there early—“in case there’s a line.”
Patrick had rolled his eyes at the time, knowing you and Tashi weren’t even close to ready yet. They’d both checked their phones multiple times, refreshing messages and waiting for a sign. Then, Patrick’s phone buzzed.
He glanced down and let out a low laugh, nudging Art with his elbow. “Look at this,” he said, tilting the screen toward him: a freshly uploaded photo on Tashi’s MySpace page, clearly taken in your room. The two of you were posing in front of a mirror flashing playful peace signs with the caption “NYC nightlife, here we come!”
Art squinted at the screen, his smile widening. “Well, at least we know they’re coming,” he said with a chuckle. “Though judging by that post, they’re not exactly in a rush.”
Patrick shook his head, amused. He put his phone back in his pocket, feigning indifference but sneaking glances at the entrance.
Another ten minutes passed, during which Art fiddled with his phone, checking Tashi’s page and refreshing it as if a new post might appear any second.
Patrick caught him doing it and snickered. “Dude, you’re practically stalking her page. Can you look any more desperate?”
Art shrugged, unfazed. “It’s called keeping informed, man.”
Just then, his phone buzzed again—a new notification. But this time, it was a message from Tashi: “Almost there. Keep your shirts on, boys. ;-)”
Finally, Art spotted you and Tashi across the street, walking toward the club entrance, laughing and leaning on each other as you navigated the crowded sidewalk.
He elbowed Patrick, who looked up just in time to see you both smiling, looking effortlessly glamorous under the city lights.
“There they are,” Art said, relief mixed with excitement in his voice.
Patrick’s exasperation faded, replaced by a grin. “About time,” he muttered, though there was no real annoyance in his tone.
As the both of you got closer to them Tashi smirked, flipping her long brown hair over one shoulder with a dramatic flair.
“Sorry to keep you waiting, boys,” she said with mock sincerity. “Had to make sure the MySpace crowd knew we were out tonight.”
Patrick raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms. “Oh, trust me, we saw. Next time, maybe just send us a smoke signal instead.”
“Where’s the fun in that?” you shot back with a mischievous grin, clearly enjoying the whole situation.
Tashi turned to Art, who was still smiling as he took her in. “You think we look worth the wait?”
Art nodded, a bit too enthusiastically. “Absolutely. I mean, you posted a teaser and everything—how could we not stick around?”
As the two of them were already flirting, you turned your face towards Patrick.
“Hello, sweetness,” he greeted, slipping an arm around your shoulders with a familiarity that felt both bold and strangely comforting. He always called you that—sweetness—ever since you’d mentioned your obsession with the song “Bigmouth Strikes Again” by The Smiths. You weren’t sure if he was teasing you or if he actually liked the nickname, but you didn’t mind it, even if you’d never admit that out loud.
“I hope you still would not like to smash every tooth in my head,” he continued, his grin widening as he quoted the song. His gaze lingered on you, mischievous and a little too pleased with himself.
You rolled your eyes, but the smile tugging at your lips betrayed you. “I’m not that violent, you know. I’m more of a pacifist.”
Patrick chuckled, giving your shoulder a little squeeze as he leaned closer, his voice dropping to a playful murmur. “Oh yeah? I don’t know. I think you’ve got a bit of a fire in you. A little spark.”
You raised an eyebrow, playing along. “A spark, huh? Guess I’m playing for your team then,” you hinted at the nickname people would always give to him on the tennis court.
“That’s the best decision you could ever make,” he shot back, flashing you a grin that was just this side of cocky. His hand lingered on your shoulder for a moment longer before he finally let it drop, but not before brushing his fingers lightly down your arm. It was a subtle touch, but enough to send a small, pleasant shiver down your spine.
As the four of you finally stepped into the club, you were hit by a wall of sound, the bass vibrating through the floor and up into your bones. The music was loud—really loud—the kind of beat that left no room for conversation, only dancing and shouted exchanges.
Strobe lights and neon beams cut through the darkness, casting fleeting shades of blue, purple and red across the crowd, turning everyone into silhouettes and glimmers. The air was thick with the scent of spilled cocktails (that’s what almost made you gag), mingling with a faint haze of cigarette smoke and the sharp tang of cologne and perfume. People were laughing, shouting, swaying in sync, some raising their arms in time with the music.
On one side there was a raised platform where a few braver dancers were showing off their moves, illuminated by a set of blinding white lights that flickered on and off. On the opposite end, a long bar stretched out under soft, glowing light, bartenders moving swiftly as they mixed colorful cocktails, sliding them to customers.
You felt Patrick’s hand on your back, guiding you gently through the crowd as Tashi and Art led the way, squeezing past groups of people until you found a good spot by the bar.
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You didn’t even know what time it was as you sipped on your Cosmopolitan, comfortably nestled into the soft cushions of the booth, when suddenly you felt Tashi’s hand on your shoulder.
“Everything alright?” she asked, sliding in next to you, nearly out of breath as she tried to recover from the last half hour of nonstop dancing: her cheeks were flushed and you could tell she was enjoying the break just as much as you were.
“Yeah, absolutely. This drink is bomb,” you said, pointing at your glass before downing the last sip. “So, what did I miss while I was out here living my best life?” you asked, giving her a playful look.
“Patrick and Art are still out there trying to one-up each other’s dance moves. It’s… something else. You’re missing quite the show.”
As the two of you were talking, a girl dressed in a bold, sparkly top and a low ponytail approached your booth, her arms loaded with a tangle of neon bracelets. She flashed a wide grin as she held them out.
"Hey, ladies! Care for a little light?" she offered, her voice barely cutting through the music.
Tashi’s face lit up as she leaned forward, picking out a few.
“Oh, these are perfect! Thank you!” She slipped a neon pink one onto her wrist, watching it glow under the lights. You took a couple yourself—a bright blue and green.
“Y’all look amazing, by the way!” the girl shouted with a wink before slipping back into the crowd, leaving you both with your new accessories.
Tashi tilted her wrist, admiring the soft glow. “Okay, this is exactly what I needed to get back out there.” She shot you a playful look, her neon-pink bracelet gleaming as she offered you a hand. “Coming with me?”
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The thump of the bass vibrated through the soles of your heels as you and Tashi weaved your way through the crowd.
You found the two boys near the center of the floor, bouncing with the beat of the music.
The brunet spotted you and Tashi first, his eyes lighting up when he saw the bracelets glowing on your wrists. He flashed you a knowing grin and moved fluidly through the crowd towards you. Art followed his lead and came over too.
“Didn’t think you’d make it out here,” Patrick said with a sly grin, his voice cutting through the bass of the song.
Tashi turned to Art and gave him a wink.
“We couldn’t resist, could we?” she laughed as Art pulled her into the rhythm of the music, his hands gently guiding her into the groove.
You stood next to Patrick, feeling his energy just as strongly as he could feel yours and for a moment the connection was undeniable. The way his body moved with the music was drawing you in: he extended a hand towards you, his fingers brushing against your wrist as he gestured for you to join him.
“Don’t be shy,” he said, a teasing smile curling at the corners of his mouth. Without hesitation you placed your hand in his, allowing him to pull you deeper into the rhythm of the dance.
Patrick was a master of subtlety—his touch, his movements, everything about him felt so deliberate. The music wrapped around you and, for a moment, there was no one else in the room but the two of you.
As you spun into the next move, Patrick’s hand landed on your lower back, the contact warm and possessive as he gently guided you.
In response, you placed your palms on his clothed shoulders. The alcohol in your system gradually made you bolder than usual.
The proximity was intoxicating.
His gaze never wavered from you, his lips curving into that playful, knowing smile. When he leaned in closer the tension was thick and almost overwhelming.
“You’re a natural,” he whispered, his hand now resting at your side, fingertips grazing the skin of your hip. You couldn’t help but shiver at the contact.
“Probably because I’ve got such a good teacher,” you teased him.
Whatever was happening felt more than just a casual connection: the closeness, the unspoken tension, the way you moved together—it all felt too real to ignore.
The air between you felt charged, each beat of the music syncing your heartbeats closer together.
As the song transitioned into something slower, the change in tempo didn’t break the tension—it only amplified it. His breath was warm against your cheek and his lips hovered just near your ear. Your heartbeat was so loud, you thought it might drown out his voice.
“You feel that?” Patrick’s breath was warm against your ear, the words almost like a challenge. You swallowed hard. The music still pounded, but it felt like it was coming from miles away.
“Feel what?” you asked, trying to hold onto control but knowing you were losing it.
For a moment, neither of you moved, your gazes locked. You wanted to say something, anything to break the tension, but the words caught in your throat.
Patrick’s lips were so close to yours at that moment.
Your breath hitched as both his hands found the softness and warmth of your cheeks, holding the flesh.
You tilted your head, just enough to close the gap and in a move that felt almost inevitable. His lips brushed yours—soft at first, like a question. You feel that?
When you didn’t pull away, he deepened the kiss, one of his hands moving to your neck.
In that moment, everything else ceased to exist: the world outside of the dancefloor—the crowd, the flashing lights, the music—faded away.
The kiss was heady, slow, a direct answer to the question that had been hanging in the air between you two.
When you finally broke away, breathless, your forehead rested against his, both of you struggling to regain some semblance of control.
Needless to say, that night you didn’t fall asleep alone. And you certainly didn’t fall asleep in your bed.
#challengers#patrick zweig#art donaldson#tashi duncan#patrick zweig x reader#patrick zweig x you#patrick zweig x art donaldson#art donaldson x patrick zweig#art donaldson x tashi duncan#tashi duncan x reader#tashi duncan x you#challengers imagine
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Eyy its the eddsworld gang but its sweet cap'n cakes! I just thought they'd fit >:0 { This scene is from DELTARUNE btw! I just edited it and took a few sentences out bc idk what to replace them with! :D } ORIGINAL SCREENSHOT:
I hope you guys like it! See ya, smell ya and hear ya! >:0
#deltarune#eddsworld art#eddsworld fanart#eddsworld#tom eddsworld#matt eddsworld#ew fanart#edd eddsworld#edd ew#matt ew#tom ew#fan art#fanart#art#artists on tumblr#digital art#been a while since i finished a digital art#i feel so proud of it#might make more eddsworld idk#hope you all like it! :>#See ya! Smell ya! Hear ya!#my art
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i just wanted to draw Sakura 🤷♀️
Edit: I forgot to say but I made this a while ago, like 2weeks? So not exactly very recent art
#sakura haruka#wind breaker#fanart#digital art#AirArt#yeah i just wanted to doodle him at first them this happened#im not bothered to finish it#it’s been a while since I’ve posted any art so yeah thought it’d be nice if i did post it
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Bruno Week 2024
Day 1: Sway
Kicking off with the first day of BrunoWeek2024 :)
#my art#bruno buccellati#bruno bucciarati#brunoweek2024#vento aureo#jjba#jjba part 5#WHEW OKAY#First of the two days I managed to finish on time#Been a while since I did digital art but with my current skills I'm happy how these came out!#the two days I completed follow some of the lyrics of the songs chosen for the prompts#I tried to tie them to different events and aspects of Bruno's life#songart? Is that a thing? Is this kind of art called songart?#I've heard of songfic#ANYWAYS I hope fellow Bruno enjoyers like this :''''')))
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studies of my 2nd favourite cowboy
#my art#rawhide#hes been on my mind soooo much#feeling big urge to rewatch it now that its been a little while since I finished#the fancy town clothes hes got in that one ep . Owwhh well I like the necktie very much#rowdy yates#rawhide fanart#clint eastwood#digital art
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Amity Blight ~ 💜✨
(Wow look! Digital art for once!)
Solo of each Amity below the cut!
#did this take me a week to finish because I got sidetracked irl with other things???#Pshhh…NoOooOoo…#I’m very proud of this one#it’s been a while since I actually did some digital art#Amity Blight#Timeskip Amity#Young Amity#the owl house#the owl house fanart#toh#toh fanart#my artwork#queenyv
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painting amy and golden stuff is really really fun
+ details cause i made this huge for some reason
#my art#digital painting#amy rose#amy#sth#i’m really happy i’m drawing again :3#bounce light is addicting#and as you’ve likely caught on to by now; so is gold#man i’m really proud of this :) it’s been a while since i’ve made a finished painting#once i learn how to do bgs it’s over for y’all#:]#if you saw me change the caption no you didn’t
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"It was all my fault. I don't seem to fit in anywhere, and I only seem make things worse where ever I am. It would be better if I simply disappeared... right...?"
I always wondered what had actually happened after the Monastery was burnt down. I don't doubt that Zane had seen the Falcon again, but I doubt following it to the Bounty was the only thing he did.
#man i miss the falcon#falcon deserves better rip#and i miss season 1#things were so much more simple back then lol#its been forever since ive finished a ninjago fanart#this one has been in WIP status for a while and i figured why not finish it#might do a fic for it too#ninjago#ninjago masters of spinjitzu#season 1#s1#ninjago season 1#ninjago s1#home#zane#zane julian#ninjago zane#the falcon#fanart#digital art#man birds are HARD to draw#angst#zane angst#zangst#the falcon was created to be zane's guardian
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💥Shiva Yvaine
My beloved dnd character thinking about how she misses her wife💥
#Shiva Yvaine#dnd character#SHIVAAAA YIPPPEEEE guys I’ve been in a total Art funk#hopefully this piece will get me back on track#anyway here’s content you’ve followed me for#it’s been a while since I feel like I’ve drawn something#which is a bit sad and disappointing but oh well sometimes that’s just how it bee#I love this campaign though it’s been going very well#shiva is very much just trying to reunite with her wife#dnd art#dnd5e#dnd oc#artists on tumblr#art#illustration#finished piece#my art#digital art#my oc art#2024 art#I feel like this is my#evil art style challenge#wanted to add more detail to the hair but I felt like it looked nicer simpler#it might not be relaying how I would actually like it to but oh well she’s pretty regardless#and yes she still gets that basic outfit#I have yet to design one I really like#though it’ll probably be that just layered with other stuff#arrrruuuughhhh you will probably it see art from me for a bit sorrrrryyyyy ❤️❤️ but art block is kicking my ass#buff woman#because I once again am flexing
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#It took me a few hours but I'm glad to finish it#All was necessary since#i really love this ship too much#like#holy shit there's too much to explain#they got something going on#Even if it's meant to be some kind of great friendship chemistry#i can't help but think of them as#the 🏳️🌈s#fight me!#i dare you!!#I will not be holding back#they just#augh!#cuteness and artist aggression#both real#it has been a while ever since I posted something with digital art so here#Here's some laughingstock#All of this was done on my phone#So it was not easy but still had to be done.#anyways#rambles#artists on tumblr#welcome home#digital art#laughingstock#barnaby b beagle#howdy pillar#barnaby x howdy#howdy x barnaby
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Waterparks trading cards!!!
• Click for better quality (23/09/2024)
(Inspired by this tweet (amongst other things))
(full versions below vvv)
Cards 1 - 4 and the back designs
#I've literally been working on these for the past month#(well since that tweet was put out)#as someone who used to listen to the band l*vejoy I genuinely thought the trading cards they had were so cool#and I wish more artists did stuff like that so here are my parx designs#I'm working on some more rn but idk when I'll finish them bc they're for the ep's/albums and are taking a while#waterparks#waterparks band#waterparks fanart#parx#parx art#awsten knight#otto wood#geof wigington#art#digital art#my art#waterparks trading cards
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Robot horse lady woman
#overwatch#overwatch fanart#overwatch orisa#artists on tumblr#digital art#salt and light#my art#been a while since I've actually made a finished piece#this was an attempt to see if I could somehow mix watercolor brushes with colored pencil brushes#unfortunately the watercolor ones got overshadowed by the pencil ones so you can't even tell all that much :/#I'm thinking maybe I could tone them down if I color like this more in the future#but for now we have robot centaur woman#also I am not sane enough to draw every single little pattern/decal onto her#I refuse#ow orisa
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My Neekeys over the last two-odd years. I was curious to see the changes 🤔
#forgive the low quality dfghfds it was just an experiment#now to do the DRAW ANYONE ELSE challenge#siggy draws#he is my blorbo. my muse. i guess#don't get me wrong. i am CRINGING and SWEATING at just the thought of uploading this.#have i been drawing almost every day my entire life? yes. does my style still change all the time? yes!#and i'm mostly self-taught so i struuuuggle a lot. i'll finally admit that reference pictures help immensely. no shit lol.#i learned a lot in the last 2 years!!! there are some really ugly ones i didn't show but i kept the cringe old ones sdfghfds help.#i mean they're still here on tumblr so i can't exactly hide them#you can kind of see when i actually started to use reference pictures. and when i got more used to using a tablet#idk digital art is so hard. it's a whole other world. but i'm in it now and haven't drawn traditionally in forever#i can also literally see how i used to CRUSH my nibs while drawing. all those really thin lines?? i pressed too hard lol#i've actually kept all my nibs since i started drawing digitally and....... it's too many fghfds#that one slightly more realistic nicky in the bottom right of the first collage lmaooo. i should finish him... maybe... it's haaard.#the top right on the first collage and bottom right on the second one are good comparisons ;_; they're both pirate!nico gifts for lily!!#i'm feeling sentimental now omg
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local menace ghost boy collects blobs as pets, more at ten
What if blob ghosts were like little companion fish and gathered around stronger ghosts?
#my art#danny phantom#phanart#dp fanart#blob ghosts#digital fanart#digital art#pls ignore any anotomy mistakes#it has been a while since i finished anything at all#kinda proud of this one
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Drawing baby Bokushi in cute clothes because I can (part 8)
[Art related to my fic, Accidental Siblings.]
It's been a seriously hot minute since I've done anything for this series, but I'm back and you guys are in for a treat! I was looking at cat-themed clothes on the internet and really wanted to see baby Boku dressed in cat-themed clothes, so I screenshotted five of my favorite outfits and went to work.
Ever since I stopped using flat colors, my art has really come alive. Looking at my first-ever baby Boku OOTD art, there's so much improvement, which means I've come very far on my art journey in a short amount of time. I feel like I'm still solidifying my art style, though, so I expect it to change every so often. However, I think I'll keep my current one for a little while. Anyway, enjoy!
If anyone wants to request an outfit for me to draw baby Bokushi in, feel free to send it to me in any way you wish, whether that be through a reblog, an ask, or a DM. (❁´◡`❁)
#been a while since i was pretty satisfied with my digital art so this has me excited about my progress#i just think that bokushi would absolutely start incorporating cuter clothes into his wardrobe now that he's physically 5#especially since cat-themed clothes suit him so well#the last outfit was my fave to draw because i had baby boku in the most self-indulgent pose#i also included japeneselunchtimerush's hc of baby boku wearing mismatched socks#i did it for the culture ✊🏿#and you know i had to give the yukimaru plushie a comeback too#the second pose had me laughing after i finished it tho because he looks like he's at a school picture day#oh well#anyway i hope you guys like it!#kuroko no basket#knb fanart#my art#knb fanfic#accidental siblings#bokushi
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YEAHHHH I ACTUALLY MANAGED TO GET SOME PRIDE MONTH ART DONE FOR THIS YEAR!!! LETS GOOOOOOO!!!!
tbh i don't know what drove me to try and draw stairs (because i struggled for 3 hours trying to make them look at least somewhat decent) and then after the sketch i was like "yknow what?? lets make this my pride month art, i need to have something ready for it for once" so here we are
so yeah, i wish you all have a great pride month (or had one if you see this after june) and be safe!!
#virgo's art#digital art#digital artist#oc#original character#original characters#magical girl#magical girl oc#mahou shoujo#mahou shoujo oc#momoko hayashi#ludris#dion xu#aaaaaa i miss drawing these three so much they're the hot bitches that give me brainrot fvnierwonve#also dion and momoko did get some pretty nice redesigns after a while of fussing over their styles#plus momoko's new outfit is more jirai kei inspired since it fits her and i've been looking at all sorts of pics of the fashion for a while#ludris is still the same but thats okay he's just getting more outfits#this piece took forever to do and had over 200 layers due to sketches and lines and colors vfrnneonvoee#also doing some slight experiments with backgrounds again and just remembered how i did some stuff AFTER i finished this... pain...
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