#cherry blossom watercolor background

[anirandums]

What happens when I realize I have a free will. Instead of working in my sketchbook, I made this useless sheet of backgrounds that I can only fantasize about using. It’s great 🥲

[isi567]

your gardening au is adorable!! I really love how you paint and colour your peices

What do you think is everyones favourite plant/flower?

Awwwwww thank you. I use watercolor for background and acrilic for characters. So let's see about favorite flowers.

For Decepticons:

Megatron: cactus. He likes that it's spikey like him yet so beautiful when it blooms.

Starscrem: He likes every plant but especially likes orchids

Soundwave: tulips. He likes how colorful they are.

Shockwave: cactus. Because it's easy to take care of.

Dreadwing: he mostly like cutting bushes but he adores sunflowers because they are "loyal to the sun" as he likes to say.

Knockout: roses. Because they are beautiful and elegant just like him.

Breakdown: poppies. They are really cute.

Airachnid: Venus fly trap. Because it has same hunting skills as her.

Vihecons and Predacons: everything, from daisies to cherry blossom, they even have some fruit trees.

Now autobots.

Optimus:Lavander. He likes that it relaxes people and it's colour

Ratchet: Aloe vera. Because it has health benefits.

Ultra Magnus: cactus. Not a big fan of flowers but having something that doesn't require a lot of maintenance and is decorative is fine to put on a desk.

Bulkhead: sakura. It reminds him of Miko.

Wheeljack: spider Lily. It was funny how thin it was.

Arcee: lotus. Because it's simbol of healing and change.

Bumblebee: nigella. Because it attracts a lot of bees.

Smokescreen: daisies. Just because they are cute.

This is my theory but I'm sure they all like all plants equally.

[eileen-crys]

April 30, 1985: "John arrives before other members. John travels to Kyoto with his wife Veronica." They spent a week together admiring the cherry blossoms. 🌸💕 From Japanese fans' diaries, confirmed also by the Fanclub Magazine which mentions Veronica's first visit in Japan. 💖

You know this is often a chance for me to make fluffy artworks full of cherry blossoms, but this year I dreamed of making a collab with a Japanese artist and chose the amazing june.wings , whom I'll never thank enough for accepting to make art with me! 🙏🏻💕

She told me that during their holiday John and Veronica visited the gorgeous Golden Temple -Kinkakuji - in Kyoto, and not only she's drawn that beautiful John in a kimono, but also helped me a lot with how to draw kimonos, the importance of wearing them properly, and also showed me the temple's talisman which is a little work of art by itself (and appears in the BoRhap movie!). I'm really grateful of this collaboration and of her kindness and patience in following me through all the steps. 🥰

I worked on the sketch, then she made John with watercolor so it would've blended well with my Veronica, which I also did on paper with markers and pencils. The background is all digital, I tried my best to paint it since I've never been that great with backgrounds... 👀💦

But I'm really really happy with how this came out, I feel John's clothes match very well with the nature around while Veronica's lilac and gold mirrors the pink of the cherry blossoms and the gold of Kinkakuji! 🌸💜

Please let us know your thoughts! 🥰💕💖💜💖💕💜

Please DO NOT REPOST or trace! Reblogs and comments are highly appreciated 💜🌸

Art from: 2020 | 2021 | 2022 | JohnicaWeek22

[virtualzonkslimepickle]

Work : Pink cherry blossoms of the mountain soil in the lake

Work: Pink cherry blossoms in the mountains and the lakeThis watercolor painting, we developed a complex abstract background painting because ordinary white paper absorbs watercolors just like that. Don’t throw away old watercolors. Watercolors are expensive and hard to find. They’ve been used up for the past 2-3 days. Mixing old and new watercolors is one way to do it. This watercolor painting…

[mountphoenixrp]

We have a new citizen in Mount Phoenix:

          Kanaphan Tsukiko, a 24 year old son of Konohanasakuya-hime.           He is a nurse at Asclepius General.

FC NAME/GROUP: Kanaphan Puitrakul (First) / Actor CHARACTER NAME: Kanaphan Tsukiko AGE/DATE OF BIRTH: 3 September 1999, 24 PLACE OF BIRTH: Bangkok, Thailand OCCUPATION: Nurse (cardiac cares specialization) at Asclepius General HEIGHT: 178cm / 5’10’’ WEIGHT: 66kg / 145lbs DEFINING FEATURES:

Tsukiko is constantly followed by the perfume of cherry blossoms. The intensity of the scent can change depending on his emotions.

Piercings: left lobe, right daith.

Left tattoos: cherry blossoms behind his ear and on his hand (https://www.pinterest.ch/pin/421931058855818972/ & https://www.pinterest.ch/pin/421931058855818976/).

Right tattoo: interweaved sun and moon on a dark blue and yellow watercolor background inside his right wrist (https://www.pinterest.ch/pin/421931058855819268/).

PERSONALITY: Tsukiko is a calm person. Being the least favorite child of his father, he is used to being discreet and not make waves, preferring to stay in his little corner than mixing with others and their drama. He is gentle, nice and empathetic. Smart, skillful and patient in his job, he’s often very appreciated by his colleagues and patients.

Thanks to Sundrop, he learnt to open to others and truly enjoy life. He’s a good listener, always helpful and respectful. Due to his powers, he feels a deep connection to nature. He loves spending time outside, on his own or with friends when possible.

Unfortunately, his relationship with the doctor killed something within it. Tsukiko is now even more reserved, avoiding others as much as he can. He’s scared of love, thinking he’s not worthy of it and that all he deserves is blows and insults.

HISTORY: TW for abusive relationship and domestic violence, mentions of suicidal thoughts and dubious consent.

Tsukiko’s mother gave him life, a name and the scent of cherry blossoms before disappearing with a last cuddle. His father quickly put that episode of his life behind him, never speaking of it anymore. He loved his son but not enough to allow him to learn more about his mom and her culture or letting him talk about her and his divine identity.

The man soon married and went to have two more children, a boy and a girl. They went along with their older brother pretty well but though Tsukiko had everything he needed, it soon was more than evident that his dad preferred his other children. The young boy tried not to let it affect him too much, too busy learning the powers he had recently discovered.

When Tsukiko was twelve, his family moved to Chiang Mai, his stepmother’s birth city. He didn’t mind the change of scenery, especially not after meeting a boy of his age, Sundrop, who soon became his best friend. The two of them  were always together, exploring the city and the close countryside, spending countless sleepovers at Sundrop’s house. Their bond only deepened when they realized they both were children of goddesses.

The two friends peacefully grew together and so did their feelings. Nothing was said but first kisses and touches were secretly exchanged, until Tsukiko’s siblings found them and ran to tell their father. The teenagers were separated, an eighteen years old Tsukiko was sent to the USA for his nursing studies and contact was lost.

The nightmare started a few years later with a fairytale cliché, the young nurse Tsukiko falling for the handsome, talented and popular older doctor. Everything started well, the doctor covering him with gifts and flowers, bringing him to the most expensive hotels and restaurants before moving him into his luxurious apartment.

Tsukiko naively thought that the first slap was an accident. After all, he had contradicted the doctor and in front of a patient no less. It was forgiven with what he took for sincere apologies and a bunch of roses. But then it never stopped, blows falling on him for the silliest reasons. He forgot to close the toothpaste tube or food was served five minutes too late or he didn’t perform well enough in bed. There was no excuses anymore, only anger, humiliation  and degradation.

As his sweet scent of cherry blossoms declined with his health, Tsukiko could smell the perfume of others onto the doctor, the cheating adding to the pain her already felt in his mind and body. After a particularly violent night, as he laid on the bathroom floor and considered that death might be better than this life, he was surrounded by a strong scent of cherry blossoms and petals flew around him before settling down, spelling the words ‘Mount Phoenix’ and a map. His mother had been watching over him, finally stepping in to help.

A few days later, he was finally able to escape, taking with him all the money he could find in the apartment and the jewels he could sell. The time his absence was noticed, Tsukiko was on a plane to South Korea and soon crossed the bridge to his new life, leaving no trace behind.

PANTHEON: Japanese CHILD OF: Konohanasakuya-hime, Goddess of Volcanoes and Cherry Blossoms POWERS:

Can grow and manipulate cherry blossom trees and blossoms.

Impervious to burns.

STRENGTHS:

Patient and caring.

Empathetic.

Resilient but he doesn’t realize it yet.

Very loyal when he knows he can trust someone.

Hard-working, he loves his job and excels at it.

He can make a delicious cherry blossoms jelly spread.

WEAKNESSES:

Very low self-esteem and self-confidence.

Paranoid, he’s convinced that his abuser will find him again.

Scared of intimacy.

He’s afraid of loud noises and people raising their voices.

[victoriabyrnearth101]

I decided here to draw a skull morphing into a bubble. I thought it would look cool, especially since a skull has a hard surface and a bubble is easily breakable. I made the skull and the bubble using pencil and the background using watercolor. I did this because I thought the colorful background would make the details in the skull and bubbles more defined. I also enjoyed painting the different tones of purple. I also thought the background I painted would look like the skull was underwater because the purple streaks flow like water. When I was painting this, I kept thinking about the part in The Count of Monte Christo where the main character almost died from drowning after the prison workers threw his body into the water. It is a morbid part of the book, but I was thinking about it since I was painting a skull with bubbles around it.

I drew a picture of a scene in Japan with the mountain and the Japanese cherry blossoms around it. Traveling to Japan is something I want to experience in my life. My sister and I want to travel there together and experience the culture. We both find the culture interesting and something that we want to experience at some point. I even have started trying to learn a bit of the language for when I travel to Japan someday. I depicted a mountain in the picture because Japan is made up of around 70% mountains. There are also over 100 active volcanos and about 7,000 islands. Another cool fact about Japan is that during the feudal period, wealthier lords would build their homes intentionally having squeaky floors so they could hear ninjas entering their home easier. I think it would be an amazing experience to learn a language and travel to a country would be an amazing experience. Japan is somewhere I would love to go in my lifetime.

[graphicsdesignwithnsj123]

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[capnledian]

commission for @queerbigfoot of a group hug of characters from Rurouni-Kenshin! I’ve never seen the show before but these characters are really really cute!!! 

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[wlwwonderer]

"Come on! We're gonna miss it!" She called from the front door. I chased the scent of her perfume down the steps towards her. I grabbed her hand raced out to her driveway. I threw my gaze to the stars and she did the same. The meteor shower hadn't started yet. I blew out a breath. She looked at me, hands still clasped between us. I heard her parents come out of the door and set some lawn chairs in the grass. They settled in, and we paid them no mind, as they did us.

She pulled out her phone and a bundle of headphone chords from the pocket in her hoodie. While she detangled them, I saw little speeding lights in the dark blue sky. I nudged her arm with my fingertips and she shot her eyes to the heavens.

She's been waiting for this for months now. I first head about it at my birthday party. She'd sprinted to my house because she doesn't have a car. She'd planted a kiss on my mouth in front of my family and, cheeks red from embarrassment or the wind, or maybe both, and told me when it would happen, and we've made plans around this day since then.

I glanced at her, her eyes alight with starlight. She was so beautiful. I tucked a hair behind her ear and touched her hands that had gone still, entangled into her headphone wires. She let me take them from her, without taking her eyes away. I finished untangling them for her, wrapped them around my fingers in a neat loop, and placed them in her palms. She smiled at me and plugged them into her phone, giving me an earbud and sitting us down on the warm concrete. She played a playlist I recognized as her stargazing playlist. I've listened to it hundreds of times on my own, but never to actually stargaze.

She placed her arm around me, and I leaned onto her shoulder, my head padded her her hood and hair. She leaned her head onto mine, and I would have shut my eyes if there wasn't the meteors flying overhead. She kissed my hair, and I nuzzled her neck. This moment was perfect. I could live in it forever.

Minutes passed in silence. Music streamed in out ears and hearts, stars in our eyes. Suddenly I felt her thumb on my cheek. Wetness smeared over my skin. I didn't realize I'd started crying. I laughed lightly and she smiled at me, squeezing me. I shivered, but not from cold. This felt so surreal. If I could keep this moment in a painting and stare at it forever, I would. I'd trail my fingers over the pen and watercolor, the gentle art style that would keep this world intact.

I breathed in the night air. For some reason, it always had a better smell that daytime air. The cherry blossom in her neighbor's yard wafted sweet thoughts our way. Owls hooted in the forest I her backyard and in my open ear.

I don't remember when, but we must have fallen asleep. I woke up to a strong wind blowing her hair into my nose. I wrinkled my face against the gust, and woke her. She was bleary eyed, the same way she always was when she woke up. It's so adorable. The way the moon shone off her eyes made me want to kiss her. She must have read my thoughts, because she leaned in and matched our lips. That's all I remember from the rest of the night. The feel of her mouth, the taste of her. Her hands trailing my arms, the breeze that had calmed a bit. The rustling leaves in the background. I could have stayed in that night for a million years.

Color: indigo

Click or copy and paste into Google for the playlist they listened to <3 thank you all for reading

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[ravensbug]

Beautiful

Fandom: Legend of Korra

Ship: Lin Beifong x reader

Request: No

Prompt: “It’s beautiful”

Summary: You’ve been stuck at home ever since you broke your leg. Lin refused to even let you go to the precinct to work at your desk. Seeing as you had nothing to do at home you decide to paint, seeing as it has been years since you’ve done so. Lin comes to visit to see how you're doing and admires your paintings. She visits more often to see how they’re going.

You picked up the two-inch brush and primed your canvas with turpentine. You decided you were going to use oil paints today, rather than the watercolor you’d been using for the past week. It was a change of pace since oil paint took much longer to dry. It allowed for more complex ideas and significantly more details.

You were always fond of painting animals, either from memory or when they would sit outside your window. You mostly painted birds, but there were a few cats and dogs scattered throughout your list of paintings.

Switching to a different brush, you situated yourself in a more comfortable position in your chair. Painting was much easier when you were standing, but your broken leg didn’t allow you to do that. It was more like Lin wouldn’t allow you to. She would scold you if she came over to find you standing while painting.

You really wished you two could spend more time together, but being a cop was a time consuming job for the both of you. More so for Lin, being the Police Chief and all.

Her visits were always nice. She would usually come with food, knowing you spend all day painting without a break. Of course she wouldn’t have eaten either, so she couldn’t judge you too harshly.

Today you decided to paint a raven, by far your favorite bird. Even though it’s feathers were all black, you were able to put so much color and detail into them. Of course feathers were still a pain in the ass to paint. If even one was off by size, color, or even shading you had to repaint it.

But that’s what made oil paint so much better than watercolor for this. If it didn’t look right then you could fix it. The paint didn’t dry right away. It was a nice ‘cheat’ as you would call it, even though it wasn’t cheating.

The downside was that the paint didn’t dry right away. Kind of redundant, but you couldn’t do too much work all in one day. The paint had to dry so you could add some details without the colors mixing. Things like eyes would be done last to avoid any chance of the paint getting wet.

You took a small amount of the general paint colors and painted over your sketch. You could still see the sketch, but there was a light layer of colored turpentine now covering it.

Turpentine was very important for oil paints. The paint refuses to attach itself to the canvas without it. It also serves as the cleaning agent, as water only moves the paint around everywhere.

You took some of the grey and began with the beak of the bird. Starting at the top was important to avoid smudging. You also had the background to worry about, but that would come last. You would rather be able to remove the excess paint covering the raven than paint over the background and have layering issues.

Once you were satisfied with the color and shading of the beak you moved on to the head. Black paint would be what you used for the most part. The eye, and the shading around it would come last, but it was still black.

You painted the small feathers that stick out from its head as well as the ones that cover some of the beak. The paint was nice and smooth, so you could get fine lines out of it when you needed to.

You painted down the neck and stopped before the wings began. It’s important to know that with oil paint you work from dark to light, rather than from light to dark. Lighter oil paints, like white, can never truly be covered once added. You avoid this by always adding less white until you get the desired shade.

Once you added the small details to add definition to the head and neck you began work on the wings. The most painstaking part of the painting. You started with the left wing first, which was at an angle. Less feathers to paint and it allowed you to get a technique figured out for this painting.

Because of the background you had chosen, a cherry blossom tree, you decided that the highlights on the feathers would include some green and even a hint of blue. It created a contrast that was noticeable, but wasn’t ugly.

The top of the wing was much easier to deal with as it was made up of smaller feathers. Since the wings were both tucked in you could get away with only using vague highlights to show off the small feathers. You knew you would come back to them eventually, either later while painting or when you finally decided you needed to fix it. For now it looked fine.

Moving down to the individual feathers you painted them one by one. Not just plain black either. Full shading on each feather before you moved onto the next. And if the previous feather didn’t look right after you finished another you would go back until it looked right. This was tedious and sometimes annoyed the hell out of you, but making these feathers look right was your main priority.

About halfway through the first wing you threatened to rip the canvas in half. The feathers weren’t cooperating like you wanted and there was the nagging voice in the back of your head telling you that you could never get them right.

Oh the perks of being able to paint. On one hand it relaxed you and kept you from thinking about being stuck in your apartment all day. On the other it pissed you off to no end when you couldn’t get something exactly right.

You eventually gave into your frustration when you threw the brush at the painting. It didn’t ruin anything thankfully, but it made you feel better.

Sitting back in your chair you couldn’t help but scold yourself for being stuck in this situation. You were always careful when it came to using your cables and zipping around the city or down from one of the blimps. But as life would have it you still weren’t careful enough.

Your fall wasn’t life threatening in any way, thankfully. Lin wouldn’t have known what to do if it had been. It was maybe fifteen or twenty feet from the ground when your cable suddenly snapped. There was training for these instances and you knew what to do.

You had used your other cable and attached it to a nearby building. It helped angle your descent to not have as much of impact which was the key to why you weren’t injured anymore. But you still managed to land awkwardly, catching your foot on a small hole in the street and breaking plenty of bones.

The adrenaline of the whole situation caused you to not feel anything, which was for the better. You tried standing up, but when your leg refused to hold your weight you knew something had happened.

Lin ignored whatever they had come to do in the first place and ran over to you. You weren’t crying, but there was a sense of sadness or disappointment around you.

No matter how many times you and the doctor told Lin you were going to be ok she never really believed it until you got home. You would have a cast on for six months or more if you tried to use the leg. You knew it would be more because you were stubborn as hell.

You didn’t want this to stop you from working, even if you were stuck at your desk for those six plus months. Lin, however, refused to let you come to work. She personally walked with you back to your apartment after you had come to the station the day after getting injured.

Lin would rather you be in a wheelchair than crutches, but she knows she can’t control everything you do. She remembers that you can handle yourself even if you’re more vulnerable now. She spends more time with you because of that, but neither of you complain.

Once you were done reminiscing about how you got to where you were right now you took a deep breath. Art wasn’t easy, you knew that. Being out of practice wasn’t much help either.

You picked up the brush from its spot on the floor and cleaned it off. The floor had some paint on it, but it was nothing a rag couldn’t clean up. At least it wasn’t a spill.

After another deep breath you went back to the feathers. Taking that short break to let out your frustration worked well. Whatever was stopping you from figuring out had left your mind. You could see that it was simply how wide the feather was. A stupid mistake that you scolded yourself for.

Finishing the wing became much easier now. It wasn’t faster because even though there were less feathers as you went down they also got longer.

You noted that you might have to change the shading after getting an idea. It was only a maybe though. Making it seem like there were flowers above the bird and out of view was hard, but not impossible. You would come back to that idea later.

The body in between the wings was left unshaded. Plain black was enough since your light source would make it shadowed anyway.

Now came the second wing. It would have to take much more time and patience for you to do this one, as you could see more of it than the other wing. Thinking you had plenty of time left in the day to finish the painting you started on the wing. You only stopped when you heard the lock of your door turn.

Were you startled by it? Yes, you definitely were. But it could be argued that Lin was more startled by having a knife floating inches from her face as she opened the door.

“Lin! Spirits you scared me!” you guided the knife back to the counter.

“I’m glad you’re prepared for intruders,” She seemed unphased even though you knew better than to think that.

“C’mon. You don’t need to be the high and mighty Chief of Police here,” you smirked. That was one of the things she had started to do around you. Let down her guard. It was rare for her to do that and you felt appreciated knowing she did that around you.

“I brought you dinner.” she lifted the bag of food in her hand. It was for both of you, but she wouldn’t say that out loud.

“You’ve been working on that all day haven’t you?” she placed the food down on the counter and walked over to you. She studied the painting while waiting for you to respond.

“Apparently I have,” you sighed. “I don’t even know the time.” You leaned over and looked at the clock. Seven in the evening.

“Well you got off early,” you smiled at Lin. It was rare for her to get off anytime before eight.

“Wanted to see how you were doing, that’s all,” there was a small grin that showed on her lips. You wondered if she left early on purpose just to see you.

“So what did you get us this time?” You added the us last second. You two had eaten dinner together so much in the past few weeks that it was the new normal for you two.

“Kwong’s,” she answered.

“No way! You didn’t?” You got up out of your chair and hobbled over, without your crutches. You were excited, who could blame you?

Kwong’s was something you had only a few times in your childhood, saved for ultra rare occasions, like your graduation.

When you made it over to the counter you saw that Lin had indeed gotten you two Kowng’s.

“How the hell did you get Kowng’s? They’ve been filled with customers for months.” Lin turned when she saw that you were now next to her. You knew your question wouldn’t be answered because of the scowl on her face.

“You have crutches, please use them. I’d like you back in the station as soon as possible,” she scolded you. It wasn’t her usual tone that she gave newbies at the station or even vets who were on her nerves. There was worry rooted deep in her voice. She cared about you, you knew that.

Lin walked over to where your crutches rested and grabbed them for you. She handed them to you and you reluctantly took them and put them under your arms.

“I’ll get the food ready, you go sit down. Use your crutches this time,” she told you.

You stuck your tongue out at her as you made your way to the table. If anyone else had done that, they would have been dead. But you weren’t anyone and you figured that out when you got injured.

You had speculated that Lin had liked you after the fourth day of her bringing dinner, as an excuse to see you. She would always say she was checking in, lying to herself about why she came to see you every time.

Once you had confirmed it, which was hard to do, you tried to get her to admit it for a while. You knew nothing could make Lin blush, let alone laugh, so when you were able to do both, that was the confirmation. That happened almost a week ago. Her hesitation to tell you frustrated you to no end, much like the feathers on your raven had.

Lin placed the take out boxes on the table and grabbed plates from your cabinets. Once they were on the table you both served yourselves some food.

Talk was usually minimal when you two were eating. You occasionally asked about what was happening at the station and Lin would usually tell you. She would grumble about it of course, because everyone there seemed to think her advice or orders didn’t matter to them. You would always listen, only sometimes saying things back to her about whatever she was grumbling about.

Today there was a strange call in and Lin couldn’t even finish telling you what happened before you were laughing your head off. You laughing brought a smile to her face because it was the first good thing that happened to her today.

When you two finish eating Lin is the one to clean everything up. You protest by trying to get up, but your leg seems to have a mind of its own and sends a wave of pain up your spine. You winced and sat back down in defeat.

Lin gave you another glare, but it was still soft. No anger was present, she couldn’t be angry at you. She would have done the same thing if it was her with the injury. Nothing would have stopped her from continuing to work in the station. Well you probably would and Lin would listen to you.

That was another thing that Lin would let only you do, argue. She would shut everyone else down immediately. Of course when she had tried to do that to you, you didn’t cower away like everyone else. You stood your ground against her and she admired that about you.

When she finished cleaning up dinner she moved to grab her coat and leave. You didn’t want her to. It was always what she did. Come in, eat dinner, and leave. It was nice and all, but you felt lonely cooped up all day.

“Could you stay? At least for a little while?” you asked. You sounded more desperate than you wanted, but it was how you felt.

Lin had stopped putting her coat on and looked at you. You felt like you made a mistake, but it was too late to go back now.

“We don’t have to talk or anything, I just don’t want to be alone.” You really sounded desperate now. You scolded yourself in your head for it.

“Sure,” she hesitated. “Of course.” She didn’t know why she hesitated to answer. Of course she wanted to spend time with you, that’s why she came over with dinner all the time. Bringing dinner was just the excuse though.

“You can continue painting if you want,” she suggested. You thought about it and then shrugged.

“I think I’m done working on that for today. It’s already made me frustrated enough,” you glared at the painting like that would do something.

“Are you having trouble?” she asked in disbelief. She was walking closer to the painting again, looking it over for a second time.

“Yeah, feathers are a lot harder than you think. It still doesn’t look perfect.” you had come over to the painting, on your crutches, and stood next to Lin.

“It doesn’t have to be perfect,” she told you. “It’s beautiful.”

It was your turn to blush for the first time. You didn’t know if Lin wanted you to blush or not, but that wasn’t important. What she said was. She had always complimented your art when she came over, but it was always “This looks nice,” or a simple “Wow”. Her calling your art beautiful was like her holding your heart in her hands. Surprisingly soft for someone compared so closely to the element she could bend.

“T-Thanks,” you muttered.

“It’s been awhile since someone’s seen my art let alone compliment it,” you explained. Like that was the only reason for you to be flustered.

“I don’t understand why you ever stopped.” She looked at some of your finished watercolor paintings that were hanging by clips in front of your window.

“I never had the time when I was always at the station. I tried for a few months, but it just became stressful rather than relaxing,” you explained.

She had stopped and looked at one particular painting that stood out from the rest. It was the only non-animal painting you had. Still watercolor of course, which made it even more brilliant in Lin’s opinion.

She recognized it in a second. It was the view of the city from her office. You had painted her office. She smiled as she looked over the picture. She couldn’t see any mistakes. You truly strived for perfection in this painting.

“Oh,” you realized which painting she was looking at. “I was really missing the station that day. It made me feel better having some part of it here, even if it was a painting.”

Lin felt honored that you had chosen the view from her office as the part of the station you wanted to paint. She felt so gullible right now. Both of you felt that way.

“Thank you for always coming over,” you had said this a few times before over the past weeks.

“I honestly don’t know what I would do if you didn’t. I’d probably go crazy,” you laughed. That wasn’t entirely true. You would have found something to do, it wouldn’t have been as nice as having dinner with Lin, but it would be something.

“I’m sure you could’ve managed. Plus, there’s no one else checking up on you, so how am I supposed to know how you’re doing?” she raised an eyebrow at you.

“You could let me work at my desk,” you suggested.

“That’s not happening as long as you have that on your leg.” She pointed to the cast on your leg.

“I am perfectly capable of handling myself,” you argued.

You shouldn’t have argued. You knew that as soon as a sly smirk appeared on Lin’s face.

You had been leaning on your crutches while Lin had been talking to you. She knew that’s what you were doing and took advantage of that. She simply kicked one of the crutches out from underneath you and sent you falling to the ground.

“Shi-” You couldn’t react in enough time to find something to stop you from falling. You didn’t need to find anything because Lin wasn’t actually going to let you hit the ground.

You felt the wire wrap around your waist and hold you in your almost fallen position. You looked up at Lin who still had that smirk on her face.

“Y’know you really are mean,” you said jokingly. She grabbed your arm and pulled you back up. You leaned on her for support since you had dropped your other crutch while falling.

“I try,” she smiles. “Comes with the job.”

“Yet you rarely are to me.” you continued to lean on her.

“Because I don’t need to be with you. You actually listen to what I say,” she told you. You weren’t the only person who listens to her, Mako occasionally does, but that’s only after she scolds him.

“One, you’re my boss and two its kind of hard to ignore what you say,” you explained. Was this you admitting how you sometimes got lost in whatever she was saying? Yes it was.

“Everyone else has a pretty easy time ignoring me,” Lin counters. She took what you said as a compliment, in a way. She wasn’t sure what you were trying to say, so she couldn’t tell herself that it was really a compliment.

Your words were caught in your throat. How exactly could you tell her that you got lost in her voice. That sometimes your heart flutters around her the same way you know hers does around you. You really couldn’t explain in words. So you didn’t.

Did you regret moving in to kiss her? No, not one bit. Hell you were glad you finally did it because you knew Lin had been dodging around her feelings for weeks.

Her arms snaked around to hold you by the waist and you wrapped your arms around her neck. It felt so good, it felt perfect. You wanted to stay like that forever. But unfortunately both of you still need air to breath so you have to stop.

“You…” Lin began before pausing.

“Oh don’t act coy with me. You don’t think I’ve figured out why you come here so often?” You watched embarrassment flood her face.

“Not that I would have wanted it any differently,” you smiled. That made her feel better.

“Am I not allowed to worry?” She asked. She looked at you and the shell, the armor, that she wore to keep her emotions hidden was off. She was out in the open, her heart in your hands.

“You are. I’m glad you do,” you were still smiling. Of course you wanted her to worry, it made you feel loved.

“I still want to go back to my desk though,” you complained.

“What am I going to do with you?” she sighed.

“Love me?” you gave her a cheesy grin.

She rolled her eyes and kissed you again. Mostly to make sure you weren’t going to ask to go back to the station. You were hers to protect and she was going to make sure that you stayed here until your leg healed. Even if she didn’t bring dinner every night.

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Performance : A river falls in the forest of mountain cherry trees.

Performance : A river falls in a forest of mountain cherry blossoms. is this watercolor painting Difficult to draw, form a figure, may not look beautiful, dream. We use watercolors mixed with watercolors, not touching the brushes, paint them along, then create sticky watercolors on the paper. The background looks complete, natural, beautiful landscapes. hope you all like it Imagine imagining…

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Flower watercolor Spring blossom and butterfly Floral Art Watercolor painting Original ❤ liked on Polyvore (see more water color paintings)

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April 18 - “Bee true.”

April 19 - “April in Paris”

April 20 - “Tiptoe through the tulips.”

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[ID: A scanned image of Year of the Doodle split into three sections.

A scanned image of Year of the Doodle split into three sections. The first section is labeled “April 18, Bee true.” Three watercolor and ink illustration of bees are drawn in. The leftmost bee is pink, purple, and blue.

The section below reads “19, April in Paris” and has in watercolor painting of a French garden with a lawn, bushes, bench, cherry blossom trees, statue, and building in the background.

The last section takes up the right half of the page and is labeled “20, Tiptoe through the tulips.” The drawing consists of several continuous line ink drawings of tulips that are filled in with colored pencil. They are yellow, off-white, light pink, pink-purple, red, purple, and red-orange-yellow on green stems with leaves.

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