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lesbian snowlets icons based off of this image.
#flanâs edits#olympic mascots#Olympics snowlets#snowlets#nagano 1998#sukki#nokki#lekki#tsukki#icons#icon edits#//#idk what Iâd tag this as lol#also Yipee first post
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I may not have a sweetheart to write love letters to this Valentine's Day but I do have friends who deserve to know they're loved â€ïž
#furry art#furry#furry oc#nokki#tw smoking#valentine#valentines#valentines day#platonic love#love#romance#platonic#friend#warcrimetime portfolio
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I LOVE your art!! It's so beautiful! What type of advice would you give to someone who is trying to get more into stylized pieces?
Thank you! Everyone kinda has their own way to stylize art, based on how they view the world, so there's not a right or a wrong way to approach stylizing anything.
That being said, I found that learning how to draw and render things realistically really helped me to learn about shape and structure, and how they exist in different planes. Doing things like figure drawings, still lifes, and master copies helped me grow a lot as an artist.
And then taking the knowledge that I got from those realistic studies, I could simplify and stylize things in a way that still made sense to the audience.
Basically, the more you draw something and familiarize yourself with it, the easier it'll become to stylize it.
Hope that helps! ^^
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Hestu holds a special place in my heart
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My favorite âVillainessâ manga/ manhwa/ light novels!!! ⥠⥠⥠âĄ
These are in no particular order. ⥠Take this as a recommendation listâ if you want to get into the âvillainessâ subgenre. âĄ
(Note: I havenât finished all of the stories on this list, but I have read enough to form an opinion.)
(Note #2: this list will change over time!!)
âThe Villainess Doesn't Need a New Husband!â by Eun Solim (manhwa)
âLily the Vicious Villainessâ by Eunrok (manhwa)
âThe Villainess Turns the Hourglassâ by Sansobee (manhwa)
âThe Villainess Stans the Heroes: Playing the Antagonist to Support Her Faves!â by Yamori Mitikusa (manga)
âThe Perks of Being a Villainessâ by Gokim Mang (manhwa)
âVillains Are Destined to Dieâ by Gwon Gyeoeul (manhwa)
âThis Villainess Wants a Divorce!â by Nokki (manhwa)
âMaster Villainess the Invincible!â by Will Bright (manhwa)
âThe Villainessâs Blind Date Is Too Perfectâ by Jooa Chae (manhwa)
âMy Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom!â by Satoru Yamaguchi (manga)
âIâm in Love with the Villainessâ by Inori (light novel)
âThe Tyrantâs Only Perfumerâ by Yojeongyong (manhwa)
âThe Villainess Who Has Been Killed 108 Times: She Remembers Everything!â by Namakura (manga)
âA Lily Blooms in Another Worldâ by Ameko Kaeruda (light novel)
âIâm in Love with the Villainess: Sheâs so Cheeky for a Commonerâ by Inori (light novel)
#villainess#villainess manga#villainess manhwa#villainess light novel#i favor the villainess#iâm in love with the villainess#the villainess turns the hourglass#my next life as a villainess#villains are destined to die#manga recommendation#manhwa recommendation#light novel recommendation#about#personal#okay to reblog#my post
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En Anbu Poi Illai
This OS is inspired by the song Maruvaarthai from the movie Enai Nokki Paayum Thotta. I have used only one half of the song for this OS.
En Anbu Poi Illai means my love/affection is not a lie. *****
Maruvaarthai pesadhe
Ramaa paused the song and closed her eyes, the tears she fought so hard leaking down from the corner of her eyes. She wiped them hurriedly, and stared out into the darkness from the window seat she had gotten on the flight. She had seen him, her Govardhan, in the lobby of the airport. He too seemed to be waiting for the same flight as her, and his eyes, deep, intense and bright, filled with the multiple lights of the world, still filled her soul to its depth. His eyes conveyed the depth of his still powerful feelings. She knew the blush that had now permanently embedded itself on her face had given him the same answer.
Lowering her eyes to her phone, she played the song once more, despite having avoided it for the entire thirteen months they had been broken up.
madi meedhu nee thoongidu
Her memories flashed to the days where her anxiety would act up, and he would place her head on his lap, stroking her hair and cheeks, which often made her sleep. He always made sure she slept on his lap, be it curled into them, or be it with her head on it. But now, now... she did not have him, and he did not have her.
In that exact moment, she felt her neighbour sit next to her. She turned slowly, as the thump of her heart's beat intesnified heavily.
"Vardhan?" she whispered when their eyes clashed in a passionate eye lock. He gazed at her, taking in her face and frowning at how thin she had become. His eyes fell on hers again, and he whispered, "Ramaa?"
She closed her eyes instantly, his calling of her name filling her to the bones. He loved calling her Ramaa, and he seemed to continue doing that.
imai pola naan kaaka
kanavaai nee maaridu
She remembered him whispering the words 'I will guard your eyes like my own, and you become the dream that flows through our life.'
"Our life," she whispered and opened her eyes once more, tears springing in them. His yearning for her burned through her blood, through her veins, and lit a fire through her body, her actions, her life. He was the power of her yearning in itself, and the honour in her wish to be successful.
"Our life," he agreed, easily echoing her. His dark eyes told her that he too remembered those memories, the ones where he would kiss her eyes softly once she closed them, and then hug her close, as she sunk into his strong arms and slept the night away.
"Ramaa," he started, and she whispered back, "yes Vardhan?"
"We are both going to be in Chennai. Tell me, can I allow you to be the dream again?" He asked gently, making her shiver and gaze into his eyes, those eyes which told her he was still all hers.
"I want to, but I am too afraid."
"You? Afraid? I don't believe it," he told her. "You are the boldness of the bold, you know what to say when."
"Vardhan, I hurt you last time. I will never forgive myself for that hurt caused."
"Is that why you stayed away for thirteen whole months, Ramaa?" His voice belayed the hurt that was there, and her heart tore at his pain. She reached for his palm, just as the air hostess came to tell them both to buckle up, as the flight was about to start its ascent into the sky. She buckled in, as did he, both looking away. Ramaa disliked this weird air between them.
She wanted to clear it, and return to his arms.
That is all she had wanted since the day they broke up, since the moment they broke up. Why had they even broken up? Both of them were much stronger than that, and they had fought through their relationship to keep it intact.
So why did they break? Why did they split?
mayil thogai pole viral unnai varudum
The touch of his hand on hers jerked her out of her spiral. She looked at him, snuggling her hand into his touch. She had no intention of moving her hand away, and she could see the happiness in his lotus eyes when she sought his gentle touches and affection.
He gently slipped his fingers in between hers, the touch like that of a peacock feather. She smiled at him, leaning back as the flight took off, muttering her usual prayers, still gripping his hand. She stilled when a pair of headphones clamped over her ears, and the Vishnu Sahasranamam started. She looked at him with teary eyes, and he smiled, nodding.
She relaxed, her hand not moving from his comforting grip, as the sweet tones of MS Subbalakshmi reciting Vishnu Sahasranama filled her ears.
Once it was done, she gave him his headphones, and gazed at him, just wanting to have her fill. She saw him looking at her the same way, as his hand came up to gently tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She knew this took them back to the first time he had done that, the tension ratcheting up with his actions, and the intimate embrace they had shared after that action.
manam padamayi uraiyadal nigazhum
Their eyes, still gazing at each other, were conveying the words of the heart, reaching them to their respective souls.
"So you did it, hmm?"
"I did," she said. "And now, I know why you advised me against it when we were together."
"Why did I?" Govardhan's eyes, fond and loving, made Ramaa blush, and she looked away partially, her pink cheeks endearing to him. She felt his fingers very lightly touch them before pulling away, and she turned to look at him with a pout, about to argue. However, she paused.
They used to argue like this, because he always only lightly touched her, till she pouted and grumbled at him.
"You wanted me to gain independence from the restrictions of my elder brothers by myself, and not to try and balance our relationship," Ramaa said softly. "But love.. I mean, Vardhan, our relationship was and memories of it still is my highest motivation. You taught me to grow personally, you gave me everything. You are everything."
"As you are mine," he said gently, his eyes holding tears when she called him love. It was her favourite term of endearment, and just seeing him had opened up all that.
vizhi neerum veenaga
imai thanda koodathena
thuliyaaga naan serthen
kadalaaga kan aanathe
"Don't hold back your tears," Ramaa whispered, gently touching him below his eye. She looked at him pleadingly, and a single tear fell on her palm, from his eyes, which were as bright as an ocean of water.
"Oh Vardhan..."
Tears fell down her eyes too, and she placed her head on his shoulder to maintain some semblence of calm in the flight. She knew they looked like a couple, and that actually made a small corner of her heart cheer in delight. Pushing it away, she held his arm gently, giving him the comfort he very clearly needed.
She felt his lips press on her head, and smiled quietly, just being there for him, despite their individually single statuses.
"You know..." she said after a while, still not moving from her position.
"Hmm?" he hummed into her hair, making her snuggle into him more, in as discreet a way as she could. Luckily, they were in one of the corners of the flight, and their row was a two seater.
"I am not going to stay at my usual place," she said softly. "I will be with Bhima Anna and Yagya Anni."
"What?" he sounded delighted, and she lifted her face up to meet his eyes. She nodded with a bright smile.
"Amma and Appa are picking me up. We are going to Woodlands for breakfast, and I will go directly to Bhima Anna's place. I will be with them and Pritha Athai," Ramaa smiled. "I broke truly free, Vardhan. I broke free from the restrictions placed on me."
Before he could say something, she continued, "And it is all because of you, Vardhan. Only because of you. Of the love I know you bear for me, of the strength you gave me, even far away. I did not forget you for a moment, Vardhan. I did not forget you for a moment."
"maranthalum naan unnai
ninaikaadha naal illaiye
pirindhalum en anbu
oru podhum poi illaiye," Vardhan sang these lines softly as a reply to Ramaa, his eyes giving her all the intensity of his feelings, which only seemed to have grown over the months of separation and absence of communication.
"Why did we break up?" she asked softly, into the silence they had in between them. She just wanted to talk to him, to clear the air, so that they can have a calm flight after this.
"Your brothers were threatening you, because you were with me," he said gently. "I did not want you to have to face that, and you were getting worked up, love."
She closed her eyes and allowed two tears to fall down her cheeks to her neck.
"I should have handled it better, but Vardhan, why did you let me go?" she asked, a bit miffed about it, though she did understand why he had to.
"To make you realize you never wanted me to let you go," he said, after a long moment, where she held her breath. She let out a sigh when she heard his response. Of course it was noble, always for her, always for her well being, for her evolution.
Always for her.
"I don't want separation anymore, Govardhan," Ramaa used his full name, looking him in the eye, blushing softly at his tender gaze.
"Then we will not be separated anymore, Ramaa."
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@ahamasmiyodhah @mahi-wayy @yehsahihai @theramblergal @krsnaradhika @ramayantika @achyutapriya @thegleamingmoon @nidhi-writes @houseofbreadpakoda @hum-suffer @kanhapriya @kaal-naagin @krishna-priyatama @willkatfanfromasia @celestesinsight @arachneofthoughts @idllyastuff @mahaswrites @braj-raj @krishna-sangini @krishna-premi @chaliyaaa @tripurantaka @writersiya @ambidextrousarcher @zeherili-ankhein @rang-lo @nushkiespeaks @sambaridli What do you all think? Should I write more OS on Govardhan and Ramaa as well?
#krishna#krishnablr#mitravindakrishna#mitravindablr#ashtabharya#gopiblr#krishnabeingkrishna#hindublr#modern reincarnations#krishnaleela#lakshminarayana#desiblr#desiblr ki gopiyan#desi writer#desi academia#alamelu writes#kalakendra
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is it lekki or nokki? im leaving that to ur imagination
#absolutenutcase162#magique#phryge#snowlets#mandeville#mascotverse#olympic mascots#phryges#redraw#original art
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Sukki, Nokki, Lekki & Tsukki
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The Snowlets: A Guide to my Favorite Olympic Mascotts
Everyone. Meet the Snowlets (or ăčăăŒă«ăă). They are the mascots for the 1998 Winter Olympics in Nagano. Their names are Sukki, Nokki, Lekki and Tsukki. They represent the 4 elements, the four years in the Olympiad, the concept of wisdom (Athena and owls), coexistence with nature, peace, and friendship.
They look like this.
I am absolutely obsessed with them.
We donât know much about their backstory as a unit other than that they live in the woods of Nagano but we know a surprising amount about them as individuals.
Sukki represents fire. He was born on a cold day when âred flames danced in the hearth of every homeâ. Heâs strong, kind, passionate, and âmoved by small thingsâ.
Nokki represents wind. He was born on an extremely windy afternoon where âflower seeds drifted awayâ. He loves exploration and have many friends but can be a bit mischievous at times.
Lekki represents earth. She was born on a warm and lovely day where âhorsetails sprung up everywhere, their heads swaying above the groundâ. She is perceptive, calm, studious, and thoughtful.
Tsukki represents water. She was born âto the sound of snowmelt trickling down the streamâ. Sheâs a romantic who loves singing, music, and dancing.
The first syllable of each of their names when put together (as took me way too long to notice) make up the word âSunoletsuâ, the romanized form of their name in Japanese.
They all look extremely confused or disturbed in most of their pictograms and I love them for it.
Fia Theorization Corner: Presuming that they were all born in the same year (the Olympiad thing) it seems that Sukki is the eldest (born in the middle of winter), followed Tsukki (snowmelt possibly indicating snowâŠmelting) by Lekki (horsetails grow at the beginning of spring) and then Nokki (his bio presumably referencing dandelions, which bloom from May to June).
None of this was intentional but uh. You know.
Outside of their actual characters, thanks just want to thank the person going by âMachanâ in 1980s and their website âI Love Snowletsâ where theyâve posted a collection of Snowlets merchandise. I wonât list it all but Iâd like to point this CD ROM out. You can find their website here: http://www.aaa-int.jp/machan/snowlets/
For now? Iâm very tired. I will edit this post if I discover more stuff but right now Iâm extremely tired and know only 1 person will see this.
Good bye đ
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I just want to go on tour, sold out shows, hear everybody say Emani name 22 4L. Dance to 8 and cry from happiness while everybody singing and dancing to it. hangaaaat with my supporters after the showss (meet me in the back) post funny content, take fly photos, adopt a dog from a shelter, give back. Play COD. Be in love full circle moments đ©·đ©·đ©·đ©· continue to make music đ©· become closer to God. Create. đ©· inspire đ©·
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Lokin pÀÀllÀ lokki
Koskaan ei oo tullu vastaan
MitÀÀn yhtÀ paskaa
Kun tÀmÀ mitÀ teen
JÀrjestelmÀshokki
Lokin pÀÀllÀ lokki
Toisistansa nokki
Joka repaleen
#commissions open#original art#clip studio paint#artists on tumblr#digital art#commissions#art#illustration#pastel aesthetics#wlw#wlw art#sapphic#sapphic art#wlw aesthetic#pastel aesthetic#pastel
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This Villainess Wants a Divorce! By AhBin and Nokki
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Nokki
Character for a D&D oneshot! Nokki is an Autognome Clockwork Soul Sorcerer, with a level in Order Cleric.
He was blessed by Primus himself to be the avatar of Mechanus on the Prime Material Plane. But Nokki just wants to go play outside and see the world.
It's a play on Pinocchio! Very fun to RP an obnoxious kid in a dungeon crawl, but only for about one sesh lol
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Hi! I LOVE all of your art, and all of your ZR stuff so much! I'm new to the fandom, having done the 5k training and I just finished A Voice in the Dark! Do you have any art for those missions?
Also, your Sam drawings live in my mind RENT FREE!
I hope you're doing well :)
Thank you so much for such a kind message! I don't think I ever did any art specifically for "A Voice in the Dark". But this piece is pretty similar to what happens in it!
Welcome to the ZR fandom btw!! I hope you have a lovely time with our broken little apocalyptic family ~<3
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