"Leaving me the first time hurt like hell... How can the second time hurts tenfold...."
(Found this piece in my old sketchbooks, and it's too angsty not to post.)

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"Leaving me the first time hurt like hell... How can the second time hurts tenfold...."
(Found this piece in my old sketchbooks, and it's too angsty not to post.)

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Uh-oh... RUN.
Redraw of my oldest Ocs. 7 years apart.
Lance and Sonia 🥹
(I just graduated from college, 4 years of INT plates so I'M A LITTLE RUSTY DRAWING PEOPLE AGAIN.)
My artstyle through the years.
First rendition of Lance and Sonia.
Not gonna lie, this made me question my abilities.... HARD.
Ah, the pandemic year. Being stuck at home, actually helped me learn more about anatomy and rendering techniques.
Though the proportion and the tangents in this style really bothered me.
I'm one year into at college at this point. I barely get to draw people again, because the workload in college was too time consuming and exhausting.
This is a bit better than my 2020, but I'm still not feeling the artstyle yet. I was still debating to go semi realistic or anime-adjacent.
I skip, 2023 -2025, because I genuinly forgot I did this drawing and that I promised myself to draw them every year to see my improvement. It was only few months ago I found my sketch book again when I was cleaning out my closet.
Most of my post in Tumblr are mostly Fandom related. When I make Fandom related art, I mostly copy their respective artstyle and blend it with my own. Which I eventually realized that it was counterproductive in developing my own style🥺. To me atleast.
Now, to the 2026.
I'm free from college, and I won't lie I'm still rusty at drawing people again. I'm like 80% satisfied with this ouput BUT I am happy of the improvements compared to my previous works, and is actually a bit closer to the style I want.
With the free time I have now, I just need to practice the hands, the anatomy, the rendering of clothes, skin, hair... okay, a total overhaul, but you get the point.
Hopefully, I can finally make their story public🥹🥹🥹
Hot take, but HEAR ME OUT!
What if this guy!?
Is the one who convinced Kageyama to go BLONDE at OG season 3!!!!
LIKE IMAGINE.
Kageyama, enters The Edge, without much a background check, because he need to leave Japan ASAP.
Takati, excited: Ah, new face! Welcome! Welcome! Please come right in! Mr...?
Kageyama, coldly and dismissive: Skip the pleasantries, you are just to cut hair and NOTHING ELSE.
Takati, feeling an chilly vibe from him: Ah, straight to the point... uh, okay. Right this way, sir. *Gestures to the chair.*
Kageyama:*Sits down*
Takati, bring out his tools: So, what are we thinking? A trim? Root touch up?
Kagayema, bedgrudgingly: I need a new look per say.
Takati, gasped as if he was commissioned to recreate the Mona Lisa: Oh, that is my specialty! No need to fear darling! You are in good hands! *Twirls Kageyama's chair suddenly.* Hm, let's see.... Strong jawline, intense aura, few wrinkles, oh, you have such healthy hair too! Few grey here and there but manageable! *Clapped his hands together* When I am done with you, you'll look 50 years younger!
Kageyama, already regretting and is not above bringing down a hair salon next on his list: Enough-
Tanaki: Hush! Now.... I'm thinking, I'm thinking... Oh! We'll keep your hair in your ponystyle but looser end , and maybe curl it a bit... and.... Oh! *Brings out the bleaching powder and hair dye.* Blonde is all in rage right now!
Kageyame... yet somehow intrigued: I'm listening.
POV: You just woke up and went for a walk. Then White Hat sees you from her veranda.

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POV: Lady White Hat caught you doom scrolling.
Lady White Hat: And I better not catch you again, dear. Do I make myself clear?
Are you afraid of the darkness within you?
Coming soon...
My attemp at Kidou Yuuto on Zepeto.
(I got lazy, I couldn't draw him. AND KIDOU IN VICTORY ROAD IS FINE. PERIOD.)
Whitehat and Zoe 2023 vs 2024
Never finished but posting it🥲 (was clearing my old sketchbooks found this comic, forgot the plot point though)

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Enter Kyra...
No matter what happens....I'll always—
Whoops INDEED.
I know what you did last Valentines 🤫🤐
With the amount of times Randy hits his head everytime he goes to the Ninjanomicon.
He needs a cushion atleast ONCE.

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"Enough is enough."
Red Son Fanfic.
Red Son honestly thought nothing in the entirety of the universe grated on his nerves more than Noodle Boy and Dragon-Horse Girl combined. Yet, the universe LOVED proving him wrong.
The universe loves testing his temper, self-control, and sanity, time and time again. But now, apparently, the universe also has a sense of humor too, a sick one at that. Too bad he isn't laughing, and it's a good thing he didn't have the Samadhi fire in him, either. Otherwise, he would have given the universe a piece of his mind.
He hoped the concussions he received from dealing with the peasant's stupid shenanigans had finally taken a toll on him and he was just in a delusional state. Alas, a slap to his face disproved his hypothesis.
His eyes played no tricks, as the figure he had cursed to never ever again. Now, it was just in apt proximity. How DAMN convenient, and it pisses him off so much, he couldn't think but ask himself.
Why now?
After all these years, she chose to appear from thin air or whatever dingy hideout he hoped was flea-infested! Then she had the nerve to act as if nothing happened between them!? Acting so nonchalant and casually rubbing elbows with his mother!?
Hello!?
He was her son!
At least his father wasn't so easily swayed!
Granted, his father has no idea who she is... but that's beside the point!
Ahem, moving on.
The worst part was... she barely changed. Her clothes and hair may have changed, and her mask, but her cheekiness and 'charm' didn't; if anything, it felt like it increased tenfold just to spite him. He wouldn't put it past his ex.
He should know... he fell for her wicked snare and paid the price with his young, naive heart.
The years have made him learn to guard his walls, especially from that damn woman.
Honestly, he didn't know what propelled him to march to find her. When his brain is yelling to leave it alone, his heart yearns for answers.
He found her by the farthest corner possible of the secluded part of the lair.
As she stood on the edge of the balcony, with her beloved nine-tailed fox familiar, Juju, napping on the floorboards. Normally, he'd be wary of the overgrown mutt pouncing on him the minute she saw him. Past torn pants can vouch for that.
Though this time, even Juju can sense his quiet fury within him. As the familiar was woken from her nap, his foot thundered against the floorboards.
"How long are we going to pretend we were nothing, Jade?"
Despite being a fire demon, the air dropped a few degrees Celsius.
"Was I really nothing to you?" He followed up sharply, his hands clenched at his side, refusing to tremble along with his pounding heart. "50 years, then you were gone. Now, after 300 years, you decided to appear out of thin air."
The woman before him, though her back was turned to him. He can see the tension in her shoulders as he rages on. Juju let out a rare whine as she looked between Red Son and her master.
Jade remained silent.
Dang, did that not hurt like a thousand needles to the heart.
Red Son almost laughed. Actually, he did, sarcastically and bitterly. "... You honestly have the finest AUDACITY I have ever encountered in all the realms. Really, you are a gem."
No answer. Was she honestly pissing him off deliberately? Because she is doing a bang-up job.
"Answer me!" Red Son demanded, enough to make his hair flame up.
Juju stood up in a protective stance, her tail flailing in the air like a protective shield, but a hand from Jade stopped her.
"Leave us, Juju," Jade spoke softly. Juju hesitated, but eventually obeyed her master. With heavy paws, it went inside.
The reaction from Jade did calm him down a bit; at least he wasn't talking to the brick wall. Then again... he'd rather speak to one than her. Now, it was just them.
Jade turned to him, her porcelain mask obscuring any expression that said she cared about this moment.
"Ditch the mask, Jade." Red Son crossed his arms.
Surprisingly, she complied and took off her mask, laying down her mask aside.
He hated how much she could disarm him with her cold green eyes with just a poker face. Yet, something stuck to him. Could it be he saw a hint of shame in his eyes? Guilt? Regret?
"It's nothing personal, Red." Jade began but faltered in the end. Her eyes narrowing to the side. "It's complicated, Red."
"Don't. " He growled, pointing a finger at her. She was so close; he won't let it be a dead end. "Don't give me that."
While every breath he took felt like a vice around his heart, he pushed on. He gnashed his teeth together until his jaw hurt.
"Well, it is-" Jade deflected, but Red Son cut her off.
An unknown force made him close the distance between them, his arms caging her against the railings.
Red Son knew Jade wouldn't just let anyone cage her easily. Whether she was rusty or letting him. He didn't care.
"I loved you..." His whispered, through the flame and unshed tears.
Jade looked back at him.
"You at least OWE me that." His voice was torn between a growl and a plea. "So, tell me...WHY!?"
Jade didn't flinch or waver; she simply closed her eyes.
"I can't... Red."
"TRY ME." Red Son challenge, no matter how hard or painful the truth may be.
Kidou, can't believe he's having this discussion: If you are to be the coach of Earth Eleven. Subtly coach the team for their benefit, without rousing anyone to know who you are.
Kageyama/Kuroiwa: I’m more than capable of being subtle.
Goenji, with deadpan seriousness: Your idea of subtlety is steel beams crashing down on the PITCH.
Kageyama/Kuroiwa, nodding with a hint of reluctant admiration: Touché.