To everyone commenting about the red in my art, your tags always make my day <3
This is how I make my art So Red: I use brush pens from the Lyra and Tombow brands, they blend really well, and the red hues are perfectly bright for my taste.
I scan everything with CamScannner, under direct light, to increase contrast and blend the colours even more. The not yet scanned drawings look like this, I used a new pen for the first three drawings, and an old one for the last three, the difference is pretty evident:
I don't always make a pencil sketch before the line art, I prefer to sketch outfits directly in colour, adding the black lines later and filling the rest with brush pens, that's why I often end up with colour blocks.
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hear me out: mjty college au where Yuanzhi and SGQ as queer besties. they bicker all the time but at the same time theres this underlying understanding between the both of them. Everyone thinks they're dating but just refuse to admit it, when GYZ actually has a crush larger than the moon on GSJ, and SGQ is pining for YWS
Have a good day!!
A/N: ROSIE I AM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG ;A;
I hope you like the take I did with it hehe
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"Take a picture, it lasts longer."
Yuanzhi shifts in his seat and purses his lips. Refusing to deign Shangguan Qian with an answer, he smiles shortly, pushing up his Versace sunglasses and leans back in his seat with his Starbucks drink.
"That's a bit rich coming from you," Yuanzhi snorts elegantly, taking a sip.
Shangguan Qian's hand pauses as she is transcribing her lecture notes, but she recovers and continues writing. "Didi--"
"Don't call me that--"
"Didi," She says, voice sickly sweet. "Did you hear what they're saying about us again?"
Yuanzhi sighs. "Which one is it this time?"
"The one where you are head over heels with me and you are absolutely bereft that I'm graduating in a semester, and that you won't be able to walk me back to my flat after my evening classes."
Yuanzhi physically shudders at the thought. "I would rather die than feel any sort of emotion other than relief that I won't have to share a walk home with you soon."
"The feeling is absolutely mutual," Shangguan Qian purrs, tapping her pen on her notebook. "Every time I have to see your face is the lowest point of my day."
"Likewise." Yuanzhi toasts her with his Starbucks cup and takes a deep sip as he spies the three figures coming out of the library building.
Immediately, it's as if the mid-morning autumn air shifts. He doesn't even have to look to know that everyone has begun to stop and stare. He doesn't blame them, too, the sight of Gong Ziyu walking with his girlfriend Yun Weishan and his cousin Gong Shangjue would make everyone stop for a moment. The three of them look like they've just stepped out of a magazine in their tailored clothes and perfect hair.
Yuanzhi turns away, looking back down on the tabletop, hissing when Shangguan Qian kicks at his ankle.
"He's coming this way!" She whispers.
Panic seizes Yuanzhi and he barely survives choking on his spit when he hears a quiet and low drawl saying, "Hello Yuanzhi, hi Shangguan Qian."
"H-hi Shangjue ge," Yuanzhi wheezes, taking a sip of his pumpkin-spiced latte and immediately wincing when the hot liquid scalds his tongue. A perfumed handkerchief is immediately at his jaw, dabbing at his face.
Shangjue is smiling at him as he wipes away the mess on his face, lingering on his lips. Quite possibly unaware of the minor death Yuanzhi is feeling on the inside.
"Are you doing anything later, Didi?" Shangjue asks. Yuanzhi shivers when the man thumbs at the corner of his mouth.
"Nothing I cannot heartlessly abandon," Yuanzhi answers immediately.
"Good," Shangjue says. "I was wondering if you would like to come with me to a new museum exhibit downtown? They have a section about poisons used in Renaissance Italy, and I remember how you told me you've always been interested in toxicology and I thought you might like--"
"Yes!" Yuanzhi gushes. Scrambling to push his sunglasses up to the crown of his head, he nods vigorously. "I mean, yeah, I'd love to."
Shangjue beams, lifting his hand to tuck a strand of hair behind his ear. "Great. I'll meet you by the fountain at 2pm? Maybe we catch dinner in the city after? My treat."
If there is a god, strike him dead now, Yuanzhi thinks. He can die happy.
"Yeah," Is all he can manage when Shangjue smiles at him like that. His hand lingers where they're cupping his neck, but only for a moment, because Shangjue steps back too soon, then gives him a gentle "Bye" before walking away.
"It's like I'm not even here." Shangguan Qian snorts.
Yuanzhi slumps back into his seat. "What the hell just happened?"
"I think you just got asked out by the most popular student in our university, that's what happened."
He perks up at that. "Oh, shit!" He giggles.
Shangguan Qian rolls her eyes at him but doesn't say anything else. Doesn't have to when her eyes flit to where Shangjue is jogging back to. Ziyu and Weishan are both waiting in the shade of the library building.
Yuanzhi sees how her eyes turn soft and longing at the way Weishan and Ziyu link their hands, looking at each other with clear adoration. Whatever sharp barbs he had poised on his tongue, he packed it away. There's a time and space for everything. This wasn't it for that.
"Come on," He declares. "I can't let Shangjue think I'm not boyfriend material if I show up to our date in rags."
Shangguan Qian lifts an eyebrow. "You're literally dressed in Versace."
"And," Yuanzhi bulldozes on. "You know what they say about dressing for the job you want? Well, I want full-time employment as Gong Shangjue's boyfriend."
"I think that job's all yours by now." Shangguan Qian mutters under her breath, moving to pack her stuff.
Yuanzhi is feeling benevolent. He'll ignore her sass as long as she helps him pick out his outfit for his date today.
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