Hairstyle Drawing Anime Novels & Stories

Nothing pulls me out of a weird mood faster than doodling. As we go through the scene for the umpteenth time, I find myself doing rough sketches of the men in front of me. None of my drawings ever look particularly realistic - my doodles have more of a cartoony, comic book style - but I'm pretty proud of how they turn out. Once I've done Omar and Mr. Grand, I move on to the person I really want to doodle - Orlando. I don't get him right the first time. Or the second. Or the third. At first I can't seem to get his hair right, but by the end it's his eyes that are giving me the most trouble. Nothing I draw can capture how startling and direct they are.

Two hours later, boredom got the best of him and he walked over to see what she was working on. Anna was drawing a gown and the color immediately caught his eye. It was an ink-colored gown with a hint of ocean blue, inspired by lotus petals design that seemed to flow elegantly down the figure of the model. The design was showcasing the back of the gown with the model's hair styled in a tight bun. At the top of bun, a hairpin matching the gown’s color was placed, completing the stunning look. “Do you have the magnified sample of this hairpin?” he asked, his curiosity raised.

I smelled the marker after opening it. God! How much do I adore that scent? Biting my lower lip in concentration, I drew a face resembling mine on his chest, near his heart. Mom always said I had the drawing ability of a four-year-old, and when I look at my masterwork, I don't disagree. The nose was shaped like a 'c,' and one eye was small and the other was large, both without lashes or a brow. My first thought for hair was wavy, but it turned out curly. Whatever it is, it is more than enough to agitate him.

Her perfect body seems elegantly beautiful as if it was meant for only her. Unlike Melissa, who still had her black Leotard and nothing else. No pants, no bra, no slippers just that! Her red hair had spikes like she just fought with the walking dead! She looks wide like a warrior princess, originated from an anime character. Her big brown eyes look slightly swollen and red, the aftereffect of crying for long. Her cheeks were also red, obviously hot red! Her palms and finger look slightly bruised same as her neck and healing cuts at the corner of her lips.

As I got closer I realized that she was laying on the corner of her open sketchbook, the article of dresses I gave her laying open behind it. I wonder if she had chosen a dress that had piqued her liking. That question completely vanished as soon as I got a good look at what was drawn on the page of her sketchbook. She had drawn her own dress, which alone wouldn't really have surprised me, but she drew it from the front, back, and side angles. All of which were fit onto a mannequin that admittedly looked like her exact body shape. She had even drawn her hair tied up in a half ponytail with a black ribbon.

Then she carefully traced some of his figures with her black ballpen which could seen the detailed of his sleepy face. Loki smiled and chuckled as she measured Nao’s figure with her index finger from her distance. "Just wait for a while and I'm close to finishing my drawing for you, I'm sure you'll be surprised by my beautiful drawing when you wake up." Loki continued drawing that she was excited to finish. She added highlights to his head where it could be seen a rambled light brown hair with the light rays of sun stroke on him. “Perfect” as she said proudly and compared her drawing to his real figure. Nao’s atmosphere was very calm while sleeping. Loki couldn’t help herself but look at hi

The reflection looked broken, like a person split into pieces. I forced myself to focus on the books, straightening them into stacks. Annie’s favorite fairy tale collection. A picture book about wolves. A coloring book filled with her careful artwork. At the bottom of the pile, I found a sketchbook that had been left open. Annie’s latest drawing sprawled across the page—three stick figures holding hands in front of a house. A family. Father, mother, and child. But the mother figure had long dark hair instead of Charlotte’s short style. The mother wore a dress like the ones I preferred, and her face had been colored in with care, unlike the quickly sketched father and child.

Closing his eyes, he pushed his hands through his curly black hair that he wore to just above his shoulders. His hand flew over the page as he remembered the details and when he took his hand away and stared at the sketch he gave a small smile. He had caught the sensation like it had been in the dream. Staring seductively out of the page was a nymph with slightly pointed ears that peeked through the wavy tresses. The smallest mischievous smile graced the face that was slightly lowered so she looked through her lashes. Water toned her bare skin ivory silver. Her hands rested on the water, fingertips playing on the surface. Though it was just a sketch he could remember the colors vividly.

A scrapping of a chair breaks the deteriorating conversation across the dinner table, Athan moving his chair back and heading out to the hallway. “Athan what are you doing?” His mother calls out after him, her eyes flickering between Calian and me. “I’m…here…I made this earlier on.” He enters back into the room holding a folded piece of paper in his hands. Surprisingly, he doesn’t hand it to his father, or even his mother…but moves towards me, placing it out in front of me. “I drew this.” He looks up at me expectantly, waiting for me to take it from him. I do, unfolding the paper to reveal a drawing of a female dressed in a black jumpsuit, a black cape…long lilac purple hair and glowing eyes

Anita's lashes trembled, and she opened her eyes calmly, like a beauty goddess, who had just woken up from her thousand years of beauty sleep. As her eyes caught the reflection of herself, her expression changed slightly, and she lifted up her right palm to stroke her cheek. Her hair was straightened and moved to one side, which covered half of her face, plunging below her neck. This gave her a look of boldness, sexiness, and baddy! Her sword shape brows appeared brushed and trimmed slightly so it can perfectly fit above her set of glassy eyes, filled with a fire of passion!