Just some random characters i'll be drawing soon by harlowejean, literature
Literature
Just some random characters i'll be drawing soon
Specs ~ The living encyclopedia.
A snippy tsundere who had problems with her family until they were mysteriously picked off by a local devil-worshiping cult.
Marie ~ The desirable klutz.
A ditzy, clumsy girl who has countless admirers who have no idea about her dangerous mafia past.
Magdalia ~ The brawn.
A brutal, violent girl who has no sense of morality, mercy or loyalty.
Ziggi ~ The perfect playboy.
With glittering teeth and wavy blonde hair, he and his cash-stash gets all the girls, but he sure can't keep any!!
Basill ~ The sweetheart
With a big heart (and stomach), Basill makes a wonderful companion, but what does he keep hidden
"Can you hear me?? Are you even paying attention?!" He cries at me, as i stare at him blankly. Slowly nodding, i say nothing.
" I don't want you around me anymore! So let go of my hand already!" He thrashes his arm, yanking his hand out of my grip.
"F-fine..." I manage to choke out in my emotionless and metallic voice.
I should scream, or cry, or beg him to stay, but i am mortified. He no longer requires his best friend. The day has come where he has finally outgrown me.
" I never want to see you again!!" The naive boy yells, knowing i'll obey.
The unbearable heat weighed down on us as we walked silently.
"You know..!" I cut off, attemp
I had seen one behind that tall iron gate, Simply giving itself a bath.
It was an impulse, just a little one, I had no idea it would bring back such memory.
Climbing over the gate, my skirt catches a little, tearing off and leaving a scrap of the lacy black fabric behind. Boldly following this ominous black cat, I dodge the trash littering the darkening alleyway, wobbling in my 2-inch platform Doc Martin shoes.
Shuffling can be heard, along with hushed whispering, quick words exchanged between lovers it seems. A warm breeze brushed some matted blonde hair out of my face, my brown eyes narrowing as i struggle to keep track of my quarry.
As th
Everyone then looked towards the petite girl curled up asleep in the corner. Without a second thought, Oliver boomed " Wake up!! Joi, wake up, you freak!!" He snarls slightly as Natsumii throws him a sour glance. The ginger throws her head back abruptly, hitting her head on the wall. Groaning and stumbling to her feet, she brushes the curly strands from her face and shuffles over, blinking the sleep from her face. All the teens besides Natsumii and Coral throw the ginger a dirty glance before averting their attention back to the platinum-haired stranger. Said girl smiles sickly, placing her hands on her hips and hunching over slightly.
" W
The blind girl was led by Pheo as they made their way to the sleeping twins. roughly jabbing the boy in the ribs with her shoes, Pheo released Coral's wrist.
"Oliver! Get up you lazy bum! We've got things to sort out, ne?" Pheo barked loudly, causing the blue haired girl beside Oliver to jolt awake.
"huh..?" she asked groggily, before seeing who she was talking to. Turning beet red, Natsumii straightens up, shaking Oliver awake. " Sorry.."
The boy wakes slowly, rubbing the back of his neck until he hits the windup key and snaps his eyes open. " The hell!?" he exclaims loudly, jumping up. He points accusingly at Pheo and shouts "What The he
We Would Sit Out To Hear Cicada-Song,
Vanilla Ice-Cream Dripping Down Our Fingers,
As We Talked About Nothing At All.
When I Would Sit alone On A Broken Down Swing-Set,
You Would Come Out To Bother Me,
Throwing Seedless Cherries At My Wet Hair.
And You Liked To Turn Me Bright-Red
Sitting Besides Me And Leaning On My Shoulder,
As Though We Were Close Friends.
But When The First Leaf Turned Mellow-Orange,
And I Left That Serene Setting,
Is When I Realized You Were Well-Suited To Summer.
The young girl ran, her sister at her side.
They knew not what was pursuing them, in fact it was nothing at all.
They were leaving home, all their little baubles and clothes packed away in small bags that jingled as they hit the girls side.
Neither knew where they were going. They were doing as was planned before they were even born.
The blue haired girl glanced back at her twin, who was panting heavily with her sweaty blue hair sticking to her pale face.
Sticks smacked against their bare arms as they ran, tearing at the matching white nightgowns they wore.
Reaching the edge of the forest, edge of the world... The twins were met with a she