How To Draw Anime Male Eye Novels & Stories

Aroon sat on the chair near the table and opened his art book to a clean page. "Hmm..what shall I draw ? I will draw your..eyes...no..nose..no it will be difficult. I will draw your lips.", Aroon declared adjusting Dae's face. "Are you going to draw my lips?", Dae asked getting ready to be the model. "Hmm... it's the easiest thing to draw." "Uhmm..okay.", Dae just licked his lips.

Not Papa. Not Tallia. Giovanni. I drew his face from memory — sharp jaw, full lips, scar above the left eyebrow, the faint lines at the corners of his eyes when he almost smiled. I shaded the hollows of his cheeks, the intensity in his deep brown eyes that always made my pulse stutter. They looked just like the gaze of a lion. I drew the way his hair fell when it was damp from the shower, the way his tattoos curled over his collarbone like dark promises.

I tilted my head and bit my lower lip and look away. His face is full of different colors with different drawings. There's a big black circle around his eyes and if he closes his eyes you could see a another eye on it. I have drawn a hair at circles on his nose and something like a booger on it. I draw a middle finger on his cheeks and a drawl on his mouth. I even made his thick eyebrows thicker! However, he still looks handsome yet funny. My eyes widened when he stood up. "You are done? Then leave!" I gulped so hard and hide the nervousness I'm feeling.

Xavier nodded shyly showing me the face that he drew using a Sharpie. “I’m quite impressed.” The face that he drew was really cute and somehow precise. It had a pair of really slick eyebrows, a cute curled eyelashes and the eyes, they look like anime eyes. Even the lips, it was really drawn with such impeccable precision. “I don’t believe you drew that face.” “I did. I got bored during algebra and I ended up giving Billie a face.” “Okay, I don’t want to compliment you because I still hate the fuck out of you but yeah, I guess I would say you have some talent.”

MIA I look down at my sketch pad for a minute. I need to get this right. Something is wrong with it. I hold it in front of me to get a better view. hmmm. I look back at Noah then back at my pad. It's the eyes. The eyes don't capture the same emotion as his. I look back at Noah. His gaze is so concentrated on the fire that he doesn't even notice. His eyes are so focused and intense. I can see the bright blue ring that surrounds his eye and how it slowly fades into a darker blue towards the pupil. I erase the eyes and redraw them. I keep on flicking my view back and forth between my pad and Noah's eyes. I draw a defined circle. I keep drawing until I get it just right. I look back at it and se

“Now, now, now, just how many days remain?” He counted as his excitement and lust are shown all over his face. With the vintage-like movie strips that are flashing quickly in front of his eyes, where the characters and main ones are the prominent seven. He draws a perfect sinister smile as he tilts his head to the side before snapping his finger once and stopping the scene, all and directly towards the image and the perfect everyone claims to be, for this world’s Shrine Maiden. “Beautiful.”

This isn't an outline, this is a full-blown drawing. “This is…” “A hobby I picked up, nothing interesting” He waves it off and my heart shreds up a little. I flip the next page and it's another drawing of me lifting a bloodied figurine high up above my head. My lips are pursed harshly and are painted a sharp shade of ruby red. My eyes are a different shade of brown, they look glazed over like I'm in some sort of bloodlust haze. There are specks of blood splattered all over my face and hands.

My mouth fell in awe at how she’s able to do all that in less than a minute. “You can’t shift, I know that, but we can train you to work with at least two elements. Stretch your hands out and focus your eyes on the moon”. Told me and while I did she stretched hers out too. She gave me a few patterns to follow and after doing that with my eyes still focused on the moon, I felt my eyes heavy after about ten minutes of repeating the process with drawing the patterns in the air. “My eyes are heavy and I can't see”. I cried out

Firm. I closed my eyes. I tried to paint in my mind. The lines were still wrong. I opened my eyes. She was licking my underarm now. Her tongue traced the muscle. The hair. The scent of me. She moaned against my skin. Her hand never stopped stroking my cock. I reached for the sketchpad beside the bed. Charcoal in my other hand. I started to draw her. The line came out clean. Sharp. Alive. I drew her eyes. The way they looked up at me. Endearing. Devoted. I drew her mouth. The way her lips wrapped around my balls. I drew her hair. The way it fell across her shoulder as she licked my underarm.

Since I hadn’t asked him if it was okay for me to look at it, I didn’t compliment his work, but it was so much better than my own. I remembered what Mrs. Flynn had said about asking for help from other people at our table if we needed it. I scooted my drawing over to Melanie. “What do you think I should change?” She looked a little surprised that I was asking. “Well, for one thing, your eyes aren’t big enough on the picture,” she said. “You have big, beautiful blue eyes. You should emphasize that. Also, your expression is sort of a smile, but it doesn’t reach your eyes. When a person smiles, their cheeks are rounder up beneath your eyes. You could try changing that.”