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Why do I always screw up one character while drawing *sighs* *fails*

This is an illustration of Chapter Twelve of Skitzofreak's awesome 'The Middle Ground'

Seriously, it's an amazing fic... go read it [link] it's a beautiful fic, amazing plot and characterisation.

This is the bit I was illustrating....

Tenten frowned. She looked at him again, and suddenly the downward tilt of his chin made a little more sense. He was looking (without actually looking, because that would be obvious and Shino was never obvious if he could help it) at his hands – hands that someday a strange girl might pretend to touch without actually touching as she shivered at the thought of him. Hands that could perhaps expect nothing else.

That, Tenten thought to herself with a venom that surprised her, is bullshit.

So, moving casually (not fast because he might think it was an attack and pull away but not slow because it gave her time to feel stupid and awkward and that would never do), Tenten reached over and slid her palm against his.

She didn't try to grab hold of him. She just let her hand rest against his, palm to palm. She felt the muscles in his hand jerk, but he didn't pull away. After that tiny jump, though, he didn't move at all. She had just enough time to wonder if maybe she should go see if there was a spare mission the Hokage could send her on (somewhere far away, ideally under a rock) when he turned his head toward her, as if she had asked a question and he was merely looking over to answer her.

She met his steady gaze and lifted her eyebrows at him marginally, letting her palm slide a little more against his to emphasize her unspoken question.

Another long moment, and then she felt his fingers close over hers loosely, holding but not clutching. All she would have to do to retract her hand would be to relax the muscles in her arm and let it drop.

She curled her fingers, and smiled at him. For a moment, behind the collar and glasses, she thought he might have smiled back.



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:icontaeru-chan:
Aww...what a gorgeous excerpt! Nice drawing, and you did not screw up! )<

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:iconrel-rogue:
You should read the whole thing, it's a beautiful fic :)

Thank you ^__^

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:icontaeru-chan:
I've been looking for fanfics to read, so I think I'll check it out! Thanks C:

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:iconskitzofreak:
ROCK! You even got her outfit right, and I'm in love with the lighting. Are those dust motes, or kikkai caught in moonlight? Because they are a fabulous detail that makes me very happy indeed. Thanks for the illustration, it's fantastic!
:iconrel-rogue:
Oh I'm glad the outfit was at least vaguely right... I spent quite awhile trying to figure out what it would look like... I loved your description but for some reason I was having a hellva hard time visualising it O_O

They were supposed to be dust motes actually but I can see why they'd be taken for kikkai ^__^

I'm so glad you like it :D I adore your fic so much ^__^

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:iconjyukai-koudan:
Very beautiful!
I love her outfit!

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:iconwaterdragonrai:
I don't think you screw up at all. It's beautiful. Just like all the ShinoTen stuff you.

Don't let the Flamers get you down.
:iconrel-rogue:
They don't get me down exactly, they just piss me off >_<

Thank hon :)

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:iconrocktuete:
what awesome lightning O__O

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