#fanfiction illustration

Commission for @orange-yarn (actually commissioned as a gift by her friend @tofadeawayagain!) 

If you haven’t read her fanfiction “When you follow the strange trails” HERE , you must be really confused! In this story, Deet has visions of possible futures and in one of them, Rian became that abomination made by SkekTek! In our discord server, we named this spooky boy “Knife Hands Rian” 

Poor Rian, he can’t catch a break, even in alternative futures! But at least, he can’t lose his sword…

Commission illustration for Sarah Tilgner (@edelblume)!
Featuring Iris a.k.a. variant!Penny and James Ironwood. In this scene, which happens in Atlas park, James points out one specific star – Hiems, the winter star – that’ll let Penny find her way home wherever she is.

The following below is a snippet from a work-in-progress AU, based on the loose premise of someone from our world winding up in Penny’s body. This particular bit, and the commission, takes place about two years before Volume 1.

Iris’ gaze flitted to the countdown, nestled ever-present in the corner of her vision, steadily ticking away the precious time she had left. Four months over two years. Only four months over two years to find a way to save Vale. To prevent the fall of Beacon. To, somehow, beat Salem at her own game.

And after, if there wasan after…

Shoulders sagging, she sought out that star. Iris wanted to be suspicious of the General’s motives in pointing it out to her, she really did, and yet, she couldn’t find it in her. It wasn’t just something to lead her to the Academy, a place to be kept, and it wasn’t as though it insinuated that she should think of Atlas as home — at least, not yet. It had been kind, and gentle, and a sort of understanding that was painfully personal. It was a promise, she supposed. Of safety, and belonging, and of somewhere to simply always come back to, if she needed it. A reminder that she wasn’t so alone in Remnant as she’d firmly believed. Staring through the haze of the aurora, the towers of Atlas Academy standing like silver sentinels against the night sky, Iris realized that, for the first time, she truly, earnestly didn’t feel like she was.

God help her, what was she going to do?

Beacon, first, she thought. Everything else, later. And then, taking a deep breath, she turned away from the stars, and the city skyline, and the cold she was suddenly rather happy not to notice.