#tgladyappreciationweek

[xxxcupaxxx]

[mamadragoncryce]

TG Lady Appreciation Week more Like YEAR bc im so slow

1/7 - Touka/Hydrangea

There is going to be more but please be very patient with my tiny gay sinful hands

[xxxcupaxxx]

TG Lady Appreciation Week

Day 7: Free Day/Rose

[bluebeetle]

TG Lady Appreciation Week → Day 5:  Saiko/Hyacinth 

A late saiko as I missed her day bc of school. I usually have a hard time getting her to look how I want but she came out pretty cute for this, I like it! The blues were fun to work with, though sadly i used up all the pages in my good sketch book lmao

I also added a poppy due to its symbolism, at least where I live, with war, death, survival, and remembrance, as I feel like they fit in with TG:Re pretty well and it worked better for my idea.

partly inspired by Dark Woods Circus

[chinekousa]

My last (late) entry for tgladyappreciationweek with my top 4 fav ladies (not in order) and their zodiac sign. The order is more about the background pattern, four-leaf clover than most to least fav. The gemstone they wear is supposed to be their zodiac-base birthstone according to wiki’s list

Thank you very much for a wonderful week! And I’m sorry for going off from the actual prompt literally every day.

Pixiv entry for the whole ladies week and two bonus saiko

Here, have the sketch as a bonus.

... since I think the sketch need it’s own justice.

Fun fact: I draw Touka from her whole head and then her hand starting from the pinky. Then I stop for a while after drawing the middle finger to appreciate how right it looks. lol

[kakujaeto]

TG Lady Appreciation Week: Day 6

Eto or Tiger Lily: Passion, Nobility, Wealth Summary: It’s lonely at the top, but that suits her.

She sits on the roof of a tall building, looking down at the city, twirling a flower between her fingers.

She'd found it laying on the ground, discarded. One petal was torn. She thought that makes the flower more beautiful.

Now she glances down at it, illuminated in the glow of the city at night. It's a tiger lily, she knows, orange and spotted. She smiles, and thinks of what it means.

There's a language of flowers, she knows, as any good aspiring novelist should. And this one... This one means nobility.

She holds the flower up above her, tilting her head back to stare at it amongst the black backdrop of the sky. How fitting that she would find this flower today of all days. The day when she decided what she needed to do to accomplish her goals. And the day she picked a new name for herself.

The One-Eyed Owl was a good name, especially infamous as it was. But she needed something better. Something that made it clear who was in charge. Something that told everyone who was at the top, who they should fear. Not just a leader, but a ruler.

She grinned and tucked the flower behind her ear.

Being an owl suited her. But being a king suited her better.

[kakujaeto]

TG Lady Appreciation Week: Day 4

Akira or Dahlia: Inner Strength, Dignity, Commitment Summary: Some things run in families.

When Amon brings in the vase of dahlias, Akira freezes.

She feels the breath leave her lungs, like someone's punched her in the chest.

Amon notices immediately.

"Ah, are you alright?" he asks awkwardly, fumbling to place the flowers down on his desk while fixing all his attention on her.

She realizes her mistake and tries to compose herself, painting her face in a blank mask and blinking away stinging tears. She can't open up to Amon Koutarou about this, not him of all people.

"I'm perfectly fine," she replies curtly, turning back to her desk and fixing her skirt as she sits. "Let's get to work."

She feels him staring into the back of her head, and she forces herself to keep working, sorting through paperwork and writing notes and making herself look like she isn't shaken by those flowers.

She waits for Amon to sit down at his own desk, as if that would take some of the weight from her. But he stands, hovers beside her, just staring, and she feels like she's going to snap.

Until he speaks, "Mado used to bring dahlias to the office, when we were working an especially difficult case." Amon pauses. "He said they kept him motivated. I thought..."

Akira places her pen on her desk, but she keeps her eyes fixed on her paperwork. "They were my mother's favorite flower," she tells him, and doesn't need to see him to know he tenses, awkward, unsure what to say.

In his silence, she continues, "She said they represented the best parts of herself, the parts she valued the most."

Amon nods, though he doesn't understand, not really. He never knew her mother, never knew her strength.

That strength was what saved her father, what let her grow up with one parent instead of none. Until...

Akira exhales, and picks up her pen again. There's no point in dwelling on this now. She has work to do, and a commitment that runs in her blood.

[gaiapapoila]

#tgladyappreciationweek, day 7 –> Yellow Rose (Joy, Friendship, Welcome Back, Health (hahah)).

This is for Chie <3

the beloved Pet