Red And Blue Block Tales Fanart Novels & Stories

And the best ones are always the BL girlies. They post fanart. Edits. Soft-core music videos of us with K-drama OSTs in the background. Sometimes Lucian sees them and mutters, “I don’t know whether to sue them or hire them.” And then proceeds to scroll through all of it anyway. He pretends to hate the attention, but I know he secretly loves being the villain in our love story. Because that’s what we are. Villain and chaos. Cold and color. Blood and brushstroke.

I can feel cold sensations running all through out my body, radiating like tidal waves. Is it possible that your heart is as cold as dead body? As cold as poles and icy countries? I suspended my hand in the air while holding a paintbrush then I opened my eyes again. I can see blurry images on the paper. A fuzzy elements that showcase a combination of hope and death. These could be my feelings at this moment. My stone cold heart is hoping for nothing. Black and red are the themes of my art. A black rose flower with thorns on its stem. I put some red color on the flower to look like a blood. And the background is black.

“Oh my God, Jin!” He made square sections on the wall and painted them randomly with different colors of blue, yellow, green, red, orange and white. Each block was separated from the other by a black line. It looked like a big Rubik’s cube. He painted on one side of the wall, a different swirl of colors, and in the middle of it is a big Rubik’s cube tilted and twisted on one side. It was really beautiful. “Oh my God, I will not be able explain this to your sister,” Julianne breathed. “She knows I cannot paint this well.”

She went back to her seat once the questions stopped. The next 20 participants went similar to the first two. From these entries it could be seen that Royal colors of purple, blue, red and green were most popular. Themes were mostly floral patterns and those revolving around sun, moon and stars. Each work was beautifully crafted work of art. The gasps in the crowd did not cease from the time the entries began. “Number 100”

"I’m calling the Gambino family’s Don right now! Let him see your true colors—pretending to talk about business while trying to seduce someone else's husband! You're disgusting!" "I'm calling him now. I'm going to see him now and have him kill you!"

He shrugged, “I just do. First, I see the colors of people. Red means bad and blue means good. Those guys were dark red, but the guy they are working for is even darker red.” I asked, “Do you mean the colors around people?” He shook his head, “No. It’s the color of their hat.” I smiled, “You’ll have to draw a picture of what you see for me. Do you think you can do that for me?” He nodded, “I can do that. Do you have markers or crayons?” Lena opened one of the drawers in the entertainment center. She pulled out a sketch pad and markers and handed them to him, “Here you go, little brother.” Blaine smiled, “I like being called little brother.”

He obeyed her every order and aimed to please her to her utmost satisfaction, in all ways. The Red Queen's castle was as her name implied; the curtains were red, the hallways were red, some walls in the main hall were painted red and a mix of white and black. Her silk sheets were drenched in blood red dye and there, her general ravaged her body in passionate sex.

I walked right in, and stood behind an artifact. The room was a vast space of artwork. There were various eye-catching artworks. Soon, my eyes fell on the slender feminine figure painting on a canvas. I could recognize that long red hair from anywhere. Arielle. I watched her like a hawk as she highlighted the colours splattered on the canvas. It was the painting of an eye. A deep blue eye that held an entire ocean within it. A still, blue ocean. Stormy and serene at the same time. It was difficult to interpret.

This is the day wherein she's going to present her storyboard to their client. "Don't be too nervous, Julia. Everything's going to be okay." David tries to comfort her. "I hope the client will like my proposal..." Julia nervously stated. David held her hand tightly, as he gives her a reassuring smile. "Whatever happens, I believe in you, babe. I actually have an idea... Let's make a deal." he suddenly grabbed something from his pocket and showed it to Julia. Julia wasn't able to speak when she saw a royal blue small case on David's hand. It's obvious what was inside the case...

There is still one corner left. Perhaps this blank is meant to remind her that life isn't flawless and that there will always be flaws. Ada Wood throws brush and spray paint on the ground before lying down and staring at the blue sky. Originally, her world could not only be gray but also red. The brilliant red of her blood is the color of her life. This is the only artwork with color in it. Unlike the previous gray painting, this one is extremely bright and appears to be out of place. "You know what? For the first time, I realize how lovely the red of blood is."