To celebrate the completion of their fanfic Interregnum (200,000+ words holy smokes), the writers asked me to illustrate a scene of Mara Jade being her usual badass self, and well, how could I say no? Check it out, there’s action and Luke/Mara goodness and all the good characters from the golden era of the EU.
Sicheng through rose-coloured lens. I wouldn’t be surprised if this is how Yuta sees Sicheng on a daily basis, an aura of pink surrounding him because of how much he loves Sicheng, with hearts all over the place~
I drew this on the wrong canvas size so unfortunately there’s no clear up-close details. :( Still, I hope certain details can be seen!
Summary: Yuta had permanent darkness lingering in his mind.
Sicheng was scared of basically everything, including his own voice.
Yuta seemed like the strongest, most positive person to Sicheng, the one never hesitating to try and cheer him up, despite often holding sadness in his own eyes.
Sicheng seemed like the most creative, most precious person to Yuta, who captured what words couldn’t say in his pictures, would have the most beautiful smiles for him despite being scared to even come close.
Yuta learns that less is more, and Sicheng learns that hugs aren’t scary.
I’ve been curious about Doyoung & Taeil’s backstory so when I saw the newest installment, I was excited! It was so heartwarming to see them grow together; unlearning bad habits & relearning better ones~
Summary: Taeil suddenly found it hard to remember his professional distance. It was likely due to the passport and agreement in his hand, maybe it had already started when he had read the Hybrid’s name. Taeil wasn’t sure how much he’d be able to comprehend. With the big eyes on him, Taeil suddenly struggled to tell himself he was just some silly little Hybrid. They were a bit too knowing and smart for him to be comfortable with that reasoning.
“Hey. I’m Taeil, you’ll live with me from now on.”
I really can’t help myself! This AU is one of my favourites and I’m so glad it’s a series. Every installment is wonderful. Here’s some Holland Lop!Doyoung for all your Bunny DY needs~
Summary: Doyoung has been living with Taeil for four years. Four years of being the only Hybrid in the house and living a peaceful life.
Until Taeil adopts this cat Hybrid he found on the streets. A particularly annoying, weird cat Hybrid that seems unbothered by Doyoung’s clear signs of not wanting to become friends.
Summary: It was not that Johnny and his friends had a penchant for getting into trouble. It was just that letting the Gryffindors win was not an option. And then there was Taeyong, top-of-the-class Taeyong, who always seemed to be around to watch them all with a disapproving frown. Getting a rise out of the Ravenclaw prefect was half the fun, really.
I made this comic based off of @ashdash2417 ‘s fic called “Unloved” (made with permission). Check it out if you wanna feel feelings. (⚠️Hanahaki disease (coughing up flowers and blood), feelings of neglect)
AAAAHHHHH MY GOD LOOK AT THEM!! LOOK AT WAKKO GETTING ALL THE LOVE AND SUPPORT FROM HIS SIBLINGS!! YES!! THANK YOU SO MUCH AAAAAAHHH!!
“It is a privilege to be allowed to care for you, Jaskier, to be trusted with such an important task.” He looked back up, meeting Jaskier’s eyes with a breath-taking sincerity. “I would like the chance to earn that back… if you would allow it.” He held out one of his hands, far enough away that it didn’t send a spike of panic up his spine, his other hand holding the small tin of salve.
His eyes caught on Geralt’s hand, usually still and steady in every situation, now a slight tremble, barely noticeable, as he waited for his response. And it was that that punched a breath out of his lungs, shaking as it left his slightly parted lips.
Geralt was nervous too. The White Wolf, the mighty witcher. He was nervous.
“I was gonna talk to you about something. But I lost my nerve,” she admitted. “And now I can’t find it again.” The hand that was on the spoon moved to pick up a cloth napkin instead, and dip it in the mixture. “This should help with the shirt.”
When Marinette was about to start scrubbing away the stain, Luka’s hand was back on hers, this time with more strength. As she looked up, she was startled to see how close he was. So close, she could make out the light pink color on his cheeks.
“You know you can trust me with anything, right?” he said, with a husky voice she had never heard come from him.
A little collection of the cleaned up sketches that, due to life happening, didn’t get finished off for @curiosity-killed ’s amazing fic ‘heart + bone’
This is my way of saying thank you @kaoruhana08 for being such a fantastic friend, an amazing writer and for all the encouragement you give everyone ❤️
