#akagami no shirayukihime
I was rereading chapters 100-101 and I’ve never felt happier
!! THIS !! gets me everytime Obi looks so happy and cute and sweet
and in love with Zen.
dusts the art blog off to post a goodie
Psychic Obi is just something else. If only he’d SAY something. but no. Just going ‘kekekekeke’ at flickering shadows…
AnS © Akizuki Sorata
Art: Me
red is supposed to be the color of fate , right ?
for@spike-spiegels♡
redheads
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shirayuki
I started this for Mermay and didn’t finish it until now! Please enjoy my self-indulgence ✌♀️ ✨
Today’s long haired anime guy of the day, per request, is:
Kazuki
Downpour
Rain torrents in silver sheets against a dark steely sky, pregnant with intrigue, and- ah, the Lady Herself is there, bright sanded auburn cascading down the only dry figure in the room.
Shirayuki jolts awake.
Wrenches herself up and out of her nightmares, and straight into something far worse. A night-terror. A Hellscape, come to life; screams and all.
It’s as deafening as it is disorienting.
With eyes glued half-shut and brain full of fog, she blinks about the small room. Squints at the cracks beginning to form along roof and floor, where t hey cut through stone like great roots do the earth.
Her stomach clenches. Heart clambers for space in her throat.
All around her, rock cries as it starts to buckle and sag, and the mountain-
The mountain in which this marvel of a city is carved into, screams. It shudders and shrieks, as though it’s a living creature been shot through with an arrow and not a mass of solid stone. Like it truly is the spine of a once-slumbering giant, and there are warriors outside, come to slay it.
AnS witcher!au - an obiyuki version of Gustav Klimt’s “the Kiss”
Just a WIP but throwing it out here to like, prove it exists. I am v low energy so despite my urge to paint, it’s gonna be slow going. So slow…