#finally switched to drawing her with her black hair 😅

[weaversthread]

The wedding. ♟️ [OCS]

[little-lynx]

EVERLARK OUTFITS: THE VICTORY TOUR

This part of “Catching Fire” is done (finally) so I put it all together;) DISTRICT 11, THE SQUARE

I go to my compartment and let the prep team do my hair and makeup. Cinna comes in with a pretty orange frock patterned with autumn leaves. I think how much Peeta will like the color. <…> As the train is pulling into the District 11 station, Cinna puts the finishing touches on my outfit, switching my orange hairband for one of metallic gold and securing the mockingjay pin I wore in the arena to my dress. <…> I can hear the anthem beginning outside in the square. Someone clips a microphone on me. Peeta takes my left hand. // Catching Fire, ch. 4

I think this dress should be a little semi-official so I choose cape sleeve sheath midi dress. It’s perfect for autumn (and they have early autumn weather there in 11th). The hair is just plain + gold hairband = girlish innocent look like the one after the games (this tactics they choose for the Tour). Plus I wanted to draw Katniss with her natural straight hair because i draw her with her braid usually ;) And again nothing about Peeta’s outfit. You know I feel like Portia 😅 because I have to choose how to dress Peeta. I’m not complaining through. So it is black suit with golden buttons (matching Katniss’s hairband and pin), thin soft orange sweater and black leather shoes.

DISTRICT 11, THE DINNER

A pale pink strapless dress brushes my shoes. My hair is pinned back from my face and falling down my back in a shower of ringlets. Cinna comes up behind me and arranges a shimmering silver wrap around my shoulders. He catches my eye in the mirror. “Like it?”  “It's beautiful. As always,” I say. “Let's see how it looks with a smile,” he says gently. // Catching Fire, ch.5

DISTRICT 7

Jackson has devised a game called «Real or Not Real» to help Peeta. He mentions something he thinks happened, and they tell him if it’s true or imagined, usually followed by a brief explanation. <...> But since Peeta’s greatest confusion centers around me—and not everything can be explained simply—our exchanges are painful and loaded, even though we touch on only the most superficial of details. The color of my dress in 7. My preference for cheese buns. The name of our math teacher when we were little. Reconstructing his memory of me is excruciating. Perhaps it isn’t even possible after what Snow did to him. But it does feel right to help him try. // Mockingjay, ch. 19

So we have only one sentence in “Mockingjay” about this outfit. And still I decided to draw it because I have a theory (head canon?) about it. I think Peeta remembers the color of her dress because it was special night for him (a lot of kisses and attempts to sneak away from everyone and maybe it felt very real at times) and also because she had two braids and the dress was red. RED is the color ❤️. / Peeta has dark red + black + a little bit gold which is also sexy color combination.

DISTRICT 5 I volunteer to take Annie back to my house in 12, where Cinna left a variety of evening clothes in a big storage closet downstairs. All of the wedding gowns he designed for me went back to the Capitol, but there are some dresses I wore on the Victory Tour.  <…> Annie wears a green silk dress I wore in 5, Finnick one of Peeta’s suits that they altered— the clothes are striking. <…>  As surely as the embroidery stitches in Annie’s gown were done by Cinna’s hand, the frosted flowers on the cake were done by Peeta’s.  // Mockingjay, ch. 16

Katniss: green silk dress + wavy sleeves + sea waves embroidery / Peeta: ivory dress shirt + knitted green waistcoat with sea waves embroidery + tweed suit

DISTRICT 2

Girl talk. That thing I've always been so bad at. Opinions on clothes, hair, makeup. So I lie. “Yeah, he's been helping me design my own clothing line. You should see what he can do with velvet.” Velvet. The only fabric. I could think of off the top of my head. “I have. On your tour. That strapless number you wore in District Two? The deep blue one with the diamonds? So gorgeous I wanted to reach through the screen and tear it right off your back,” says Johanna. // Catching Fire, Chapter 15

This description gave me strong “Anastasia” feels 😅. So I loosely based Katniss dress on Anastasia’s ballet evening gown. For Peeta I chose tuxedo jacket similar to Salvatore Ferragamo design for FF 12/13.  Neo classic, purple velvet, shiny shoes. Also I decided to include a cane, both to help Peeta to have some rest during all this Tour activities and as an accessory.

DISTRICT 12

When we reach the mayor's house, I only have time to give Madge a quick hug before Effie hustles me off to the third floor to get ready. After I'm prepped and dressed in a full-length silver gown, I've still got an hour to kill before the dinner, so I slip off to find her. <…> She [Madge] saw my reflection behind her and smiled. “Look at you. Like you came right off the streets of the Capitol.” // Catching Fire, ch.6

When I started drawing this one I just felt that I need to make it look very “Capitol”. So I added some feathers. A LOT of sparkling feathers, haha. Also there are some “moon and stars” accessories in Katniss’ hair because this silver gown gives me moonlight vibes. For Peeta I came up with classic suit but made him wear it casually.

[bewitched-bullet]

Here you go @helloliriels ! This is only the part I finished tweaking

Actually, I always regret everything I do but I do it anyway 😅

(Working title: To Pull a Spider’s Silk)

Chapter 1

The labyrinthine streets of London were currently being slowly devoured by tendrils of thickened mist, offering an ethereal backdrop to the slow moving traffic and passive pedestrians. The eerie false twilight, gave a distinct pull -longing- for a fit of exploring.

‘Wanderlust’ He mused absently, letting the curtain fall back over the window.

Within a comfortably cluttered apartment of haphazard style and sense, a tall and lean figure moved across the room with unnatural grace, grabbed a grubby poker, and jabbed at the inoffensive logs in the fireplace. Small sparks from the fire spat out into the living room in protest. He carelessly flung the metal poker to the side with a clang and spun back around. His sharp, piercing gaze darted across the intricacies of case files spread like cryptic mosaics on his desk. Loose leaflets and some torn pages were taped, pinned, and a couple times -nailed- to the closest wall. Not his fault he ran out of tape. The air around him seemed to vibrate with intensity as he paced in front of his handiwork. A faint smile played unbidden upon his lips as he visually scoured the data.

The fire in the fireplace popped and snapped as it’s fuel shifted, casting wild shadows across the room. He remained unmoved and suddenly stilled, narrowing his ice-blue eyes. Quick as snake, he snatched a paper off the wall and with a final unimpressed once over, tossed it into the flames.

“Aaaargh, I need more information!”

He whipped out his phone from his back pocket, thumbs flying over the digital keyboard.

<< Get me more. SH

His foot tapped as he stared at the screen, waiting. Two minutes later, a ding.

>> Get stuffed.

‘Ugh!’

Annoying, but not unexpected. He tossed his phone to a chair, steepled his fingers and rested his chin on them. Can’t go to the crime scenes without being invited (ridiculous), not allowed to step into the station without a case (see point 1) or near dead (unlikely, though appreciated), and not allowed to directly call unless near dead. He snatched the remote from the mantle and switched the small telly on.

The lastest press release of the murders suicides was being hosted by his associate (are they associates? He does associate with him in the verb kind of sense), Lastrade. Sherlock’s mouth twitched upwards as he watched the stress-grayed haired man give his little speech about the case. Sherlock pursed his lips thoughtfully. He may not be allowed to call but nobody couldn't tell him he can’t text whoever he wanted. He quickly retrieved his mobile, tapped a couple times on the glass screen, and confirmed ‘send all’ in a group message. Wouldn’t be able to trace it back to him anyway.

A soft knock at the door disrupted the room's stillness, the arrival of a visitor momentarily drawing his focus. He swiftly crossed the room and opened the door. His landlady, had brought the mail. He greeted her with raised eyebrows.

"Good evening, dear. It's quite chilly out there," she remarked, handing over the letters with a pat on his arm. "Do make sure you get yourself a nice cuppa; it’s going to be cold tonight."

Sherlock’s demeanor softened, and he offered a quick peck on top of her curls. “Thank you, Mrs. Hudson,” he replied as he took the mail, his expression a mix of appreciation and distant contemplation. “Perhaps, you should make sure I do.”

Mrs. Hudson chuckled warmly. "Oh, Sherlock, you do need to take care of yourself,” she said in mock astonishment. “I’m not your housekeeper, you know.”

Sherlock rapidly sorted through the envelopes, tossing them carelessly to the floor. His flurry of movement was soon stilled. He tilted his head, catching something unusual in the pile in his hands. One letter stood out from the rest, its appearance distinct with swirling black ink, sealed with wax, and marked with a unique emblem. He dropped the rest to the floor as he weighed it in his palm, eyes narrowed.

Mrs. Hudson looked at Sherlock with mild worry. “Ah, perhaps I’ll check on you later anyway. I’ll bring a good meat pie.”

“Mmm…yes, very good,” Sherlock murmured as he turned away from her, sliding his thumb carefully under the seal. He barely registered Mrs. Hudson carefully closing the door behind her as he analyzed the stationary. He gingerly removed the creamy, heavy-weighted paper from the satin-like envelope and unfolded it, scanning it quickly. His frown deepened, and frustration simmered beneath his calm exterior as he re-read the message.

Tiptoeing the lines for the past two years to remain a free agent had been a delicate and frustrating balance. Most of the time, he could believe in the illusion it provided. However, every now and then, reminders of how fragile that "freedom" was came knocking. With a low snarl, he snapped his wrist, and the fancy stationery spun into the fireplace It quickly caught aflame green tinted tongues lapping at it greedily, curling the darkened edges. He remained like stone till every bit of it disintegrated into ash and embers.

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(Next will be John’s part)

I really hope you like this tidbit!

[un-dermask]

About me:

Hewwo there! Thanks for stumbling upon my account! The name is Laura (she/them) and I am a self-taught (mostly) traditional artist.

Currently obsessed with:

Lego Monkie Kid, One Piece, Undertale (check out my UTAU "undermask" Comic / summary under the cut)

What I draw mostly:

Usually I tend to draw ocs in fancy outfits. But here I finally got the courage to work on my comics and make fanart for the fandoms I adore. I also paint a lot! (Mostly animals) But these paintings usually just clear my head and I don't post them.

Wanna know more about my

OCS?

👇More info under the cut 👇

Zane

Zane was one of my first OCS. He lives in the world of Undermask as a warrior for the King. He has four wonderful comrades which have the order to protect the underground from humans entering and attacking the underground. That is until Zane begins to realize that even children get targeted by his peers and things get out of hand.

UnderMask

Summary:

After a terrible incident the monsters have decided to flee from the humans. They found shelter in Mt. Ebott. But the danger isn't over yet. Without a intact barrier the king formed a troop of five monsters to protect the entry on the surface.

Yet a small human still managed to find their way into the ruins.

How did they get there? And more importantly- will they get out of there again??

Comic (ongoing):

Prologue

Chapter 1.1

1.2

1.3

1.4

1.5

Guinevere

This sheep yokai is literally my comfort character. In her clan it's common to have special eyes. A black eye which allows you to read the past of someone by looking at them. And a white eye which allows you to see the future of someone. In Guineveres rare case she has both. That case switched her whole life up (for better or for worse).

Eventually she got summoned by the king. She was celebrated like a priest. Helping and assisting him in ruling the kingdom. Everything should have been great until one day. When she deemed the king's successor as a threat to the kingdom.

Gretel

Gretel is my crazy spider girl and prob my way of handling my phobia 😅 her hair is usually filled with webs and tiny spiders. Her spiders are like her family and she communicates with them. But on her bad days she also fights with them and sacrifices them. It's due to her mood swings that she has kind of crazy tendencies. Sometimes she is super sweet and caring and other times she is mischievous and destroys everything.

Lucinda

Betrayed by heaven Lucinda was forced to make a deal with a (quite good looking) demon to save her life. He took her with him to his home. A place filled with cruelty and hatred. Her kind soul obviously doesn't belong there. But maybe her doings can change hell for the better?

There are a few more OCS which I will add once I have time for it ;3 if there are any questions about them just ask!

[sillysnack]

Hey! I would like an Encanto matchup if it's possible, I saw your post (I don't see it anymore tho) that you had a block, feel free to ignore or delete this if you want :)

My name is Loréna, i'm 16, 5'2, i'm scorpio, INFP, and i'm peruvian and french!

I use any pronouns (even tho i tell people to use she/her to make it easier for them), i'm queer and i don't really have a gender preference.

In appareance, i have straight black medium hair, brown eyes, light skin and i wear glasses!

My friends say i'm kind and funny- I think I try to be nice and polite with everyone as possible.

i like being sarcastic sometimes but not in a bad way at all, just teasing.

I'm introvert, shy and very discret or even invisible to some ppl- I struggle with communication a lot (i'm neurodivergent), I still quiet most of time

But when i'm finally comfortable, I become very random

I love drawing and animating! Listening to music on repeat and being super comfortable and loud with my friends.

I forget A LOT of things, you could repeat me something important 100 times, I could tell you never did. Really depends on what i want to remember but in general... i forget-

I dislike a lot of food in general, I have eating issues (i don't eat a lot) and i'm very picky- 😅 tho I like sweet things! Like milk chocolate, I adore it, it's conforting.

I love cats!

I think i've finish... I'm sorry if some things are confusing, I don't describe myself correctly at all-

Like I said, feel free to ignore, take time for yourself <3 Thank you very much!

hii im sorry this took so long! i feel like it's short but i hope you like this :D

anyways, i match you with... 🥁🥁🥁

camilo madrigal !

he loves the fact that you use any pronouns. camilo does his best to switch it up from time to time and often asks u if youre comfy with certain prns (could never be too sure yk!)

i think one of his fav things to do around you is shapeshift as you. cant explain why, he just does it out of love <3

ok i lied, i can explain why! previous bullet is an inside joke in your relationship. one time you approached camilo while he was practicing how he’d ask you out :]

a lot of your conversations with camilo are laced with sarcasm but it always ends up with you two giggling because why not! once u got comfortable around camilo, you two are just balls of energy bouncing off each other ☀

you two and camilo draw stuff together ! although camilo doesnt draw too much, since he’s busy admiring you (he’d say you’re the only art he’d look at)

camilo makes sure to take notes abt even the smallest things to help u in case u forget smth !

ohhh whenever camilo steals food from the kitchen @ casita, he makes you stand guard in case any of his family (esp. his parents & tia julieta)

^ once he gets back with one plateful of arepas & other snacks on one hand, he has a plate of sweet treats for you on the other!

AH i headcanon that cats dont like camilo but . u two are lovers who love cats !!!!!! camilo asks antonio to introduce them to any cat thats around. all the cat does when camilo approaches it is hiss at him, you & antonio just laugh at him 🙏🙏

that’s all !!! feel free to send in match-up requests in my inbox (encanto & maybe genshin IDK!)