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An older piece from Instagram — even changed my signature back then. Sharing it again while my other WIPs slowly come to life ᥫ᭡.
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An older piece from Instagram — even changed my signature back then. Sharing it again while my other WIPs slowly come to life ᥫ᭡.
Twitter/X: @moon_sskurai
Instagram: @moom_zadki.rai
"Ludwig"
Character illustration 10212022 🎥 Illustration Process Video Preview:
A Road to Walk Together || Stellan and Orion
The papers in Orion’s hand rustled slightly as his grip on them tightened, his gaze wandering over to the student his professor had just named as his partner. He’d never talked to the guy before, and neither had he ever really had the desire to. He just found the guy (“Mullet,” as he’d come to think of him, since he didn’t remember his real name) to be a bit off putting—his strange, intense enthusiasm for class especially. It was fine to like class, of course, but that intensity…
With that said (or thought, rather), he couldn’t avoid talking to him much longer, especially given that they’d been let out of class early to go get to know their partners and figure out what direction they wanted to take their new assignment. Resigning himself to his fate, Orion slid the papers into his notebook and put them away before straightening back up.
“Hey,” the redhead greeted, a lazy smile gracing his lips as he approached his partner. “I guess we’re partners for this project, huh? I’m Orion Kleine; nice to meet you.” He adjusted the straps of his backpack slightly as he paused his speech, hoping that Mullet would introduce himself in turn. He could only imagine how the guy would react if he learned that he called him ‘Mullet’ in his head…
“So, do you want to go somewhere to talk about the project?” His smile brightened reflexively as he asked this, and he shifted his weight to one leg, placing a hand on his hip. “This is my last class of the day, so I’m fine with whatever.”