Fruit Basket Fanart Novels & Stories

He was afraid that Lucas might be upset. "Give me those." Lucas pointed at the cloth bag filled with Realm Fruits that Quincy was holding. Quincy dared not defy the order as he quickly handed over the cloth bag to Lucas. Lucas opened up the cloth bag and looked at the Realm Fruits in it. There were more than 10 Realm Fruits with ferocious-looking human faces in it. Each one of the faces had a malicious smirk on them. Additionally, there was a very faint glint of radiance being emitted from their eyes; it made the scalp of anyone who saw it tingle.

– A faint violet that whispered of anonymous kindness in a café, a fleeting encounter that had left a lasting impression. Franc joined her, blending rust into the edges, adding depth and texture to the evolving mural. Ren layered textures with powdered charcoal and dried mango leaf, creating a tapestry of emotions that spoke to the heart. It wasn’t collaboration—it was conversation without vowels, a silent exchange of ideas and feelings.

I asked, half-hoping he'd just simmer down. "Like it? Anne, this is— Look here, you got the curve of the visor just right and the mouth guard detail is perfect. Do you know how much incorrect fan art I've seen?" I blinked at him. "Just how much fan art have you seen?" "A lot. Your dad's is my favorite, but he might have some competition now," Victor said eagerly. "What else can you draw?" "I don't know. Whatever." I shrugged, trying to stay casual even as my face started to heat up. "You want me to draw a Zord or something?"

When I establish my business, I'll do my best to pay her in kind for raising me. "Wear a long floral dress if you have one. Also, you'd look better if you tie your hair in a bun and leave a few curled strands out," I looked back from my seat to find Luca and Mamma Lia standing behind me, holding a large tray of fruits. From chopped apples, to pineapples, then watermelons, there were grapes, bananas at the side, some carrots and cucumbers too. "You didn't tell me Luca was going to paint you a portrait," Mamma Lia said to me.

signs, the fan club had taken over entire sections. Several large, colorful banners stood out prominently: “HARLOW x JONES: ENEMIES TO LOVERS ARC” “KANE + DANICA = CHAOS & CUDDLES” (with a cartoon teddy bear waving a hockey stick) “Protect Her, Captain Soft!” “From Hits to Hearts – Go Harlow-Jones!”

Lucia alighted from the helicopter with wind-swept hair and pink cheeks, her eyes scanning the surroundings with eager anticipation. "Looking for something?" Adrian asked, adjusting the sleeves of his shirt as he followed behind her. "My basket," she replied, eyes still darting left and right. "The one with all the fruits." Adrian chuckled and signaled to one of the staff members nearby. Within seconds, her beloved basket of fruits was returned to her arms. She practically lit up, her expression radiant with gratitude and childish delight. "Thank you!"