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The color between my lines
Summary: The story of the Bojan and Kris is pretty simple. They liked each other, they dated, they broke up. Almost broke up a band over it, too. Really the fact that they are such good friends now is a miracle in itself.
Kris has kept a careful balance ever since. Letting his feelings get the best of him already got him hurt once. He will not do it again. Except, when Jere enters the equation and Bojan seems to be interested in the Finn, can Kris truly let him go? Or will he risk their friendship in an attempt to try again?
Pairings: Bojan Cvjetićanin/Kris Guštin
Warnings: mentions of bullying, an unnamed character getting his arm broken, homophobia, mentions of past bullying Kris experienced
Notes:
On AO3
Okay, so first and foremost, a big thank you to @occhi-verdi-come-il-mare for beta reading this and helping me iron some details, and to @reserved-fruit for letting me expand on one of the prompts she got, I am really thankful to you both <3
Second of all, I know this chapter is a bit short, I was getting into bokris dynamics for the first time and I wanted to give a bit of the backstory first. I hope I did them justice. This fic will probably have 2-3 chapters if I don't get carried away. So yeah, enjoy
Kris’ life, for the most part, was a carefully constructed set of rules. Like a sketchbook full of drawings. You were meant to color it, but there were specific colors you should use and you needed to color in between the lines.
Simple.
Or, it was, before Bojan slowly but surely pushed his way in his life.
Coloring his life over any and all lines, like he couldn't see them at all and breathing to life the colors Kris couldn't have even imagined.
It was a slow but inevitable dance they played, exchanging jabs towards each other. A push and pull, forever circling each other.
“That song doesn't have distortions.” Turned into “I still think you are annoying, but sure, we can hang out after school.” Then, “Please don't faint when you meet my dad.”
“I don't think I ever would have picked up a guitar if it wasn't for you.”
Was it truly a surprise for them to end up together?
“I don't think I ever felt this way about anyone,” Bojan said to him, his eyes wide and honest.
They were at the park, in the middle of the night, sitting on a blanket Kris sneakily took from the far end of the closet. He didn't like sneaking out at night, but only this late did they dare to be this close outside.
Besides, it was summer. It was warm and they had no obligations outside of band practices. Kris thought that for once, he could relax a bit and let himself be a bit more laid back.
Bojan passed his hand through Kris’ short hair and Kris pretended it didn't make him shiver.
“Because you had so many experiences with dating in the first seventeen years of your life?”
Bojan lightly slapped his arm.
“I had a girlfriend before!”
Kris snorted.
“Right. The one you dated for…what? Two weeks?”
“Three!”
“My mistake.”
Bojan pushed him on his back as Kris laughed and kissed him. It was a sure way to quickly end most of their arguments.
And even those were far and few in those first few months of their relationship.
Months were passing quickly, though and as summer melted into autumn and then the beginning of winter, things started to change.
It was on a particularly cold night, after a gig they did that they found themselves in Kris’ house. His parents knew about it by this point, and having expressed their approval, allowed Bojan to come over when he liked.
This was how they ended up lying in Kris’ bed, the post gig adrenaline slowly dying down. Bojan was always hit with the low especially hard afterwards, so Kris made sure he didn't leave him alone after.
“Don't you sometimes wish we could just…go away?” Bojan whispered in the dark.
Kris circled his arms around his waist, pulling him closer to his chest.
“Go where?”
“Anywhere. Anywhere but here.”
Kris felt his heart squeeze painfully at the bitterness in Bojan's voice. He gently turned him so he'd face him.
“What are you saying? Why do you want to leave? I never heard you talk like this before.”
Bojan's eyes were piercing, even in the darkness of Kris’ bedroom.
“I just…don't you wish we could just hold hands in public? Kiss? Just, be ourselves?”
Kris carefully considered his words, his hand automatically intertwining with Bojan's.
“I mean, yes. But we have the time. It's not now or never. We are barely eighteen.”
Bojan huffed, turning his head away. Kris gently turned it back to him.
“Where is all this coming from?”
Bojan shrugged, but Kris could feel there was something deeper than that. So he waited.
“There is a guy from the same year as me, but in a different class. Someone broke his arm during recess today.”
Kris felt the chill sink into his bones despite being in a warm bedroom.
“Oh my God. What happened? Did they do it…on purpose?”
There was slight hesitation before Bojan nodded. Then, all at once, it clicked for Kris.”
“They did it because he is gay.”
It wasn’t a question, but Bojan nodded again. Oh Bojan, Kris thought.
“Are you…” Kris trailed off, unsure what the right word was. Scared? Angry?
“...okay?”
Bojan rolled his eyes.
“Yeah, I’m peachy, but I am not the one with a broken arm, am I?”
“Bojči…”
“Don’t.”
They fell silent, but the tension stayed, hanging heavily in the air. Too heavy for Kris’ childhood bedroom, too heavy than anything that hung between them before.
Kris thought of middle school where people called him a girl and a fag until he cut him hair. How he could have easily been the one to get his arm broken in slightly different circumstances. Yet, what could he say to all that? They couldn’t exactly just pack up and move away on a whim, could they?
Besides, they wouldn’t be in high school forever. For Bojan it was only a few months left, while for Kris, it was one more year. College would be different, they just had to bid their time until then.
There were so many things Kris could say, but Bojan looked so small and exhausted, Kris didn't want to push. When he was angry or felt something was unfair, he could be quite stubborn. Pressing the issue could only result in more argument.
“Alright, maybe we should just go to sleep and talk about this some other time, yeah?”
Bojan looked up at him for a moment, his dark eyes piercing. Kris let him, unsure what he was looking for, exactly. Then, after a moment Bojan simply nodded and wrapped around Kris tighter, as if he was trying to melt into him. Kris chuckled and pressed a kiss into his hair.
“Goodnight Bojči.”
“Goodnight Krisko.”
It didn't get better.
Ever since that night, Bojan kept pushing the issue. Saying how, if they stay, they'll cave under the pressure, get stuffed into a mold and then it'll be too late.
Kris didn't understand. They were still themselves and while certainly, the situation wasn’t perfect, it wasn’t dire either. They were only eighteen. Where would they go? And how?
Bojan didn't seem to have a definitive answer to that, so they stopped arguing. But Kris could tell it didn't leave his mind. Then, things got worse.
Bojan began pulling away. There was no other way of describing it. Not just pulling away from Kris, but from the band, too. Kris wasn't sure what shifted, but ever since Bojan got a new music teacher, he seemed to have completely shifted his worldview.
He kept missing practice and saying he just didn't have a clear idea on the new song they started working on.
Their dates became fewer too, although it did seem Bojan put more effort into maintaining their relationship than he did in maintaining the band.
Kris did wonder why he looked so tired all the time, though. What was he doing?
He came knocking at his front door one day after class and Bojan's mom greeted him. He saw a surprise flash over her face.
“Good afternoon, Mrs Cvjetićanin.”
“Kris, you know you can call me Snežana. But also Bojan isn't home yet.”
Kris made a split second decision to lie and find out what had been happening with Bojan lately. So he smiled, hoping he came off as sheepish and earnest at the same time.
“I actually wanted to come a bit earlier and surprise him, since he had been so busy lately…”
Snežana's face turned understanding.
“Yeah, of course. Come in. You can wait in his room if you'd like. Do you want anything to drink?”
After a bit of small talk with Snežana, Kris found himself in Bojan's room. It was somehow even more of a mess than usual.
What drew Kris in was a stack of papers neatly put on the table. Or well, as neatly as one could expect from Bojan.
When he picked one up, he found they were song lyrics. Not the song lyrics of the new song Kris had been begging Bojan to work on, though. No.
This was-this wasn't even the kind of song that suited the band. And the notes on it confirmed Kris’ suspicion.
It was a solo song.
Kris slowly sat on the bed, the paper still in his hands. He stared blankly, his brain trying to catch up to what he was seeing.
There was only white static in his head, his heart drumming in his ears. Then, the doors opened and Bojan was standing in the doorway.
Kris felt as if time slowed down. He looked up at him. Saw as Bojan's expression flickered between surprised, to fond. Then, his eyes slowly focused on the paper Kris was holding. His face paled.
“Kris, I-”
“Are you leaving the band?”
Bojan closed his mouth, then opened it, then closed it again. The pressure in Kris’ head grew, static turning into white-hot rage.
“Are you leaving the fucking band?!”
Bojan flinched back, his foot hitting the door behind him. Kris breathed in through his teeth.
“I don't know yet. But-probably.”
Kris closed his eyes. Tried to breathe through his anger and something awfully close to heartbreak.
“Why?”
“You know why.”
Kris’ hand trembled as he dragged them through his own hair, nails scratching over the scalp, attempting to ground himself with the pain.
“Humor me.”
“Statistically, solo singers are more likely to make it in the industry.”
He bit his tongue so hard he tasted blood. His breaths came out as labored. He couldn't bring himself to look at Bojan at all.
“So that's what this is about? You want so badly to get away from here, you are willing to leave all of us behind?”
“No!”
Kris finally opened his eyes to see Bojan walking towards him and kneeling down to take Kris’ hands in his own.
“You-you could come with me. If it all works out as it should.”
He swallowed a lump in his throat. Bojan's voice sounded so small, as if pleading him to understand. Kris did understand. But understanding wasn't enough.
“How would that even work? We both agreed we'd have plan B. How do you think this will work with college? Besides, if we are not doing this as a band, how would I even go with you?”
Bojan didn't say anything, which was an answer in itself.
“Is this what your new music teacher told you? Is he pushing you to-”
“He is not pushing me to do anything! I want to do this!”
The black line, crudely drawn across all the other line and colors, cutting it in half.
“Well then,” Kris said, his voice coming out strangely calm, almost frosty, “I suppose there is nothing more to say.”
He saw the exact moment his words hit Bojan, his eyes widening and his face paling even further.
“Wait. Are you breaking up with me?”
Kris felt as if he was in some sort of trance, all his fiery rage turning to ice. He pulled his hands from Bojan's grasp.
“I guess I am.”
He stood up and Bojan did as well, grabbing on to his arms. Kris tried to shake him off, but Bojan held firm.
“No, wait-please listen to me!”
“What is there to listen to? You want to leave? Fine! There is nothing holding you back now!”
Kris began walking towards the door, but then Bojan grabbed him again and pinned him to the door. Kris exhaled shakily and then he was being kissed.
Bojan had never kissed him like this before. So desperate and full of despair. Kris kissed him back and cupped Bojan's face, finding it wet with tears.
By the time he pulled away, they were both breathless.
“Stay,” Bojan whispered, his hot breath ghosting over his lips.
“Only if you do.”
Bojan's face twisted up in pain.
“I can't, Kris I have to try. If I don't try, I'll always wonder what would have happened if I tried. I'm sorry.”
Kris’ ice shield broke and tears slid down his cheeks too.
“I'm sorry, too,” he said and pushed him away.
This time, Bojan didn't try to stop him. Kris walked past the kitchen and living room, hearing Snežana humming to the radio, blissfully unaware.
For the first time, Kris didn't say goodbye to her when he left.
He got out on the street and simply walked. Winter sunset painted the sky in beautiful orange and yellow colors, but Kris felt completely devoid of color.
Like a coloring book with pages torn out and discarded, all the colors uneven and ugly. For the first time he saw them all, but they held no beauty and no warmth.
He swore he would never, ever let Bojan break his heart again. He would never even talk about him ever again.
He was done.
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Columbo and the Knight (1984)
put me in the universe where Columbo ran through the 1980s and had a crossover episode with Knight Rider. I think they deserved it, and I am not just saying that because they're my two favorite Old Shows. @telebeast wrote a little fanfic blurb about it and I HAD to visualize it into a comic (which is also the longest comic I have finished thus far at five pages...), so writing credit goes to them.
Autism W!
#columbo#knight rider#art#michael knight#kitt#comic#highlight reel#crossover#telebeast#there are two small easter eggs here. can you find them. they were somehow not Entirely lost when i resized these for the public#this is what i mean when i say I Draw And It's Everyone Else's Problem. look at my INCREDIBLY niche crossover comic boy#if the knight rider fandom has like 12 people in it. how many of y'all have seen columbo#this comic is for like 4 people and me and phoenix are already two of them#niche is my specialty lets be real. weird niche obscure shit and ships nobody's paid attention to yet#not to suggest this is ship art. columbo has his wife and michael has his car lmfao#stylizing real people is EXTREMELY hard btw sorry for when they get off model. its partly a 'better imperfect than never finished' situatio#cant tell you how much i redrew some of these panels. weeps#this took me 2 weeks but i think i thumbnailed it all in may and the ideas been rollin around in my head since march#is anybody good at editing. please edit michael and columbo into an image together like its a screenshot. NOT generated. edited.#it would be so cool#ive drawn columbo a lot but i haven't drawn a lot of michaels. i was learning things about his outfit AS I WAS DOING THE DAMN#COLORS ON THIS. all the lines done. it was too late to change anything. i did all the lines and colored page by page#i realized my mistakes on like page 3. 1 and 2 were already done. it was Too Late.#imagine it though. them working a case together. switching between the more serious tone of columbo vs the goofier#action antics of michael and kitt. columbo being so impressed by Modern Technology. there's more i could say but phoenix may write#more of this crossover and i don't want to spoil it :'3#there's opportunity here though i swear. there's gold to be dug.#i like how kitt gets shading but columbo's junker peugeot doesn't. kitt looked wrong without any. columbo's car is matte and dirty#i also applied effects to this to make it look a little film-grainy and VHS like. some CRT TV vibes#the only question left is. did they put knight rider into columbo; or columbo into knight rider 🤔
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IT'S FINALLY DONE — !! I know there's a lot of mistakes but heck my mind is too tired at this point
#dol#degrees of lewdity#sydney the faithful#whitney the bully#dol sydney#dol whitney#myart#myanimation#I'M GLAD I AT LEAST MANAGE TO DELIVER IT DONE UNLESS LOT OF PROJECTS#it was based on the bee pickup line and just wanted to do the difference between sydney and whitney qlsdkjlfj#one day I'll try to do an animation in the good way#like separating lines color shadow and stuff so I can properly edit it cuz it was HELL#qlsdkjj video ending up weighting 6go and my pc is coughing
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always by your side
#couuugh. whehezze#hold on#project sekai#emu otori#pjsk#prsk#proseka#ok thatsg enough RANK 96 COOOOOGUH WHEEEZE#literlaly cough wheez ei have fucking covid. i wanted to draw something nicer for the event but my hands rlly hrut snd my throat hirts and#i was sticking my head in the freezer in between matches.#omfg i didnt think the end sprint was gonna be so insane i didnt have enough energy. mfers made me spend 700 gems. nene please.#i never wanna open the game agaon.(guy who will open it tomorrow and sunday) 16 MIL POINTS.. pimh was only 9mil. for rank 80smth.#the hatsune miku colorful stage tiering economy is in shambles#'im never doing that again' [will do it again in august]#event was insane. started out ill -> only 1 rate up card -> charger broke -> assignments -> covid on the last day. Be fr#to my beloved sakurako and fixer i wub you. ill try to finish my nice profile but well honk mimimi.#NSIFFLKE. SNIFFLE. WAAAAAAH#this is so lazy but i havent drawn for myself literally in a week. other than doodles i did between matches#actually theyre like little bobblehead emus all over my sketchbooks i should collage them into anpost#idk how people get that subtle gaussian blur on their lines i tried it but it looks so obvious to me here.. maybe bc i used a thick brush..#ok wonderhoy i need to lay down so bad tylenol save me. I ACCIDENTALLY SWALLOWED MY LOZENGE IN THE MIDDLE OF A GAAAAAME
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those hips working like rent is due
#park jimin#lee taemin#taemin#btsedit#btsgif#twomin#2min#userbangtan#jiminedit#taeminedit#dailybts#userkelli#usersky#annietrack#twominedit#*g#i know this coloring looks like a nightmare#it's a fine line between them looking like two yellow smidges and being able to actually see jimin's hips moving#also this was my first time using vs thank you to shivi the one true mvp thank you again and again ur an angel#this will be my entire personality until anything jmjk drops#a second to appreciate taemin's BLINDING smile at the end
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It’s hard to escape self doubt
#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt leo#rise leo#turtle art tag#once again reiterating that I keep forgetting color exists#anyway this was fun! very quick drawing so plz ignore mistakes 😭#just wanted to mess around with colors and as always leo gets to be my muse#but yeah I like to think that Leo’s at his most real all alone#leo: I’m nothing without my brothers#also leo: *purposefully goes off on his own a lot*#I love him because by god does he contain a myriad of contradictions#he toes the line between selfish and selfless like it’s a dance
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Let Tord feel Matt's bite already, he wants it so much, ahah
*SIGH* well okay then, if you insist ;)
Content warning: suggestive content, mild blood
#mmmmmm tasty#tord stop blushing so much youre driving matt blood-crazy#man hes as excited for this as yall are. from how many comments ive seen about this#it felt really good to do this comic#i think i finally found a good balance between how polished i get a comic and how long i stay interested in it#because this is fanart!! i do this for fun!! and lining that ellsworld comic fucking SUCKED by the end!!!!!#sorry if you prefer that art style but this is whats sustainable for me#(and also like. theyre basically the same. theyre still not even colored)#my art#eddsworld#ask#ew tord#ew matt#shipsworld#tordmatt#comic#ew vampire matt#vampire matt#i looooooove monsterfucker tord im so happy i decided to hc that
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noir doodles + some random hcs notes i have for him
#peter parker#spiderman#spiderman noir#spider man noir#itsv#my art#noir#done between work and i have some other doodles saved up that i'll eventually line and color ....#but until then here's my man of all time :)
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the lads play dress up
#dead boy detectives#paynland#Edwin payne#charles rowland#my art#if you notice the sketchiness and my lack of ability to draw between the lines you're biphobic#also rip they both look on the pale side because I had chose the colors when the background was white but by the time I remembered#it was too late#and you'll notice the fact that I gave the fuck up with shading on the clothes#but lets be real who gives a shit about drawing clothes that shit is hard
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Sketch of Legend and Zelda! One of my favorite Zelda designs
#art#drawing#legend of zelda#loz link#lu legend#the legend of zelda#tloz fanart#zelda#tloz#linked universe#legend linked universe#links awakening#link between worlds#a link to the past#my stomach is killing me#link#should I change my name#tumblr gave me this name and I think it’s funny#sketch#I only do sketches because I’m too lazy to do line art and to color
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I miiiight color this properly but have a funky soul design i did for fun :}
[close up + a small text about the guy below and then some]
While it is mainly just for fun & not my main design for Soul, i think Soul's form would change throughout Cacophony a fair amount. There's still some things it cant change but depending on its view on himself, Heart & Mind, or Whole would alter how his apperance looks. Not necessarily a bad thing either, just a form on how he feels or views himself. Kinda like when you make a persona i guess? He just swaps a lot between them.
Also smaller thing being that it's "tail" can change as well! More obvious being the relation to the instrumental album cover but also it can changed into other things as well. An Umbrella for Spring and a Storm, a gavel for parts of Mucka Blucka, TSE & The Bidding, or it being one of those bid cards youd hold up to bid your amount [also during The Bidding]. Can also change to the trident during TSE & The Bidding too, the red guitar in Two Wuv as well. Just generally whatever he want/feels like!
#i like the idea that soul swaps between forms#just cos#i mean theres other reasons but yk#He can look like the art or the most Normal Guy™#also also also#love the idea of putting in like a void or blank or something to show his heart & mind are out#being Whole minus the heart & mind so the spots where theyd physically be is just Nothing#Maybe it go away toward the end of We're Gonna Win & Two Wuv since he feels more himself then/his own part? [not that hes IN wgw but yk]#he feels it ig. being whole. closer to being whole at least#Same for the split grey thing too!!!#random but ik its likely cos CJ had the idea after TSE but Soul has that physical color split by the end is TSE to most of Light#something something heart & mind metaphor#you can even see that split go away in Light at the end :} during the “sum of my parts” line iirc#okay okay i shush now#its 3am & cj might release a song at 6am soooo i gotta sleep soon cos i got work also...#anyway. i love soul & i like stuff that changes over the album#chonny jash#chonnys charming chaos compendium#cj soul#-atlas art-#also also also also#soul/whole & ouroboros visual designs my beloved
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More of my Modern AU shenanigans featuring Achilles’ nose ring and a very grabby six month old lmao
#tsoa#the song of achilles#patrochilles#angies art#my ocs#You and I AU#not pictured: Patroclus frantically coming into the room with the first aid kit 😭#i did this instead of my hw thats due tonight lol#im playing around with different brushes and coloring and stuff and idk how im feeling about it#might just switch between sketchy and solid lines every now and then
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[🚧 WIP] Umm I was looking for some WIPs in my blog here, but couldn't find it... Apparently, I didn't post it here? OTL
Anyway, decided to dump these old ones in one post, since some of you say you like seeing sketches and lines (thank you again btw!!!). Most of these you've already seen finished, but not all 👀
#destiny#destiny 2#destiny the game#my art#wip#osiris#baby birb osiris 🥺#felwinter#lord felwinter#timur#lord timur#looking at this i think that the line between what i consider a sketch and a normal lineart ready for coloring is way too thin lol alksjdhf#in my defense i normally do the 'cleaner' lines after coloring already#traditional art
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catch me looking up nightingale symbolisms for tales of the passerine. if danny's using the name of a songbird for a hero name, regardless of familial connections, i will utilize the symbolism tied to the bird. Anyways general gist of the nightingale symbolism i've seen, other than what wikipedia told me, is that nightingales were frequently symbolisms of spring renewal, loss/death, love, etc. catch me about to incorporate music into Danny's character
#dpxdc#danny fenton is not the ghost king#tales of the passerine au#musician danny ftw. as someone who loves music i am more than happy to make this boy a frequent singer. this au is still baby#i can squeeze singer/musician danny in pr easily.#some favorite lines i saw while looking for symbolisms is that nightingales in roman culture were associated with venus and were also said#to provide comfort in the hours of darkness. eh eh? i saw a summary that in chinese folklore they were seen as symbols of hope#it didn't specify which dynasty but it did say it was a famous tale. cite also mentioned that in John Keats' “Ode to a Nightingale”#the bird’s enchanting song transports the poet to a world of transcendent beauty providing a temporary escape from the suffering and imperm#anyways looks like nightingales in gist symbolize comfort in dark times among other things#while robins in gist symbolize renewal. celebration of life. good luck. rebirth.#nightingale's color scheme in my mind is very much a dark purple-blue and black. maybe some gray too.#he'll probably try and ditch the black and white just out of paranoia. argh i need to come up with a suit design nooooo. superhero suit#design is my weakkkest design skill. have to balance between practical and a unique silhouette thats in line with their character.#esp since danny's not using his ghost half to be nightingale -- way too risky. also not using his powers/using them very little.#maybe i can work in an ocarina batman reference lmaoo. i can lean into comic/cartoon realism and have fun with that. as a treat
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tried coloring it
#a doodley#dude ive never ever had turmoil over colors like this... !#i wish my colored doodles looked as good as the lines by themselves....#the contrast between em really is fucking me up. and making me not want to color doodles at all#which is the opposite of what i need rn...!#anyway i think i do want him to keep his original brown eyes when he's fed#it....adds to it. da symbolism...#he doesn't wear lipstick when he's fed and he usually wears a mask but i need all the face drawing practice i can get esp when it comes to#full bodies....alas
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Meeks tries to explain how they color, except it is disjointed because you can’t explain years of color theory and practice in one post.
I wanted to beat the allegations that I only draw warm colors so I made this Javier drawing with cool colors. Okay… well, cooler colors. I will never draw with strictly blue. Dark blue is my enemy.
#rdr2#javier esquella#javier escuella#art advice#art tutorial#color theory#color advice#art#artists of tumblr#red dead redemption 2 fanart#red dead redemption two#my genuine advice is to fuck around and experiment#look up artists with saturated art and see how they work with it#there is a fine line between eye strain and appealing to look at#take all this with a grain of salt. these are just my opinions#meek’s art
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