▼▼▼ about the art: more semi-realism, this time more emphasis on the “semi” side of things. I think I may have found a sort of style that I’m happy with? I don’t know, because I don’t exactly hate this, but maybe that’s my bias- because i really like experimental art- at least for a little while, I guess- i wrote a short little story thing to go with this art, it’s in first person perspective- not from skylar’s perspective though- because I really need practice at that lmao- and uhm- yeah, I hope you enjoy~ short story: (first person point of view, unknown, apologies for any weird sentences and stuff, i’m super tired.) I tilted my head in the slightest to look towards the girl next to me. Her eyes were caught staring towards the iridescent show of beautiful cool lights flashing in the distance. It’s almost as if you could actually see the fireworks and stars reflecting in her eyes. I turned my gaze away quickly, as not to stare for too long, though I couldn’t help but look back once or twice at the way her hair and scarf got caught up in the light breeze going by- or, maybe it was the light red hue cast across her face. I shook my head back away each time i glanced at her, my hands always fidgeting more than they already were. It kind of hurt, actually, almost like I could feel my heartbeat in my ears. The thought of her liking me back was probably impossible, because we’re just best friends at most, and it’s better off platonic anyways, i guess. I feel a sudden warmth on my hand, and glancing down, I notice that Skylar had gently set her hand on mine. The washed out yellow sweater she was wearing carefully and subtly draped down her wrist. The shaking of my own hands stopped. I wanted to flinch away, but at the same time, I didn’t. I couldn’t. I looked to the side, closely meeting with a pair of sapphire blue eyes that had been lit by all of the lights going around in the background. For that second, everything seemed to melt away. All I could feel was her hand on mine and my own heartbeat, and all I could see was Skylar. The world felt as if it all turned upside down in that moment, the background noises of whistling and crackling fireworks completely drowned out. The way that strands of Skylar’s hair carefully danced right above her eyes was perfect. Everything about her was just- breathtaking. I started to listen carefully, I could almost tell that she was about to say something. “You’re- my best friend- I- Thank you for this, honestly.” Skylar spoke. Even though her voice was quiet as can be, it rang throughout my ears as if it had just been blasted on a loud intercom. The world seemed to turn back to how everything was. The sound of the exploding fireworks just grew louder, and the sound of my heartbeat grew quieter. “Y-yeah. No problem, Sky.” I merely mumbled out in reply. Of course, things like this usually happened. Of course, all I was and could ever be to Skylar is best friend. Why couldn’t I just tell her? additional notes: okay but that was somewhat bittersweet and i hate that i just wrote that- and yeah, probably nobody really would care about a follow-up story to that, but yeah, sure. :) anyways, i really hope you liked this, whoever you are, reading and or viewing- ▼▼▼
▼credits▼ ○all art and story writing by me ○character, Skylar, made by me. ○the song is “candy eyes” by jack stauber
