A remake of this sketch I made for @perfectlyrose‘s doomsday fix-itback in 2016. I was so displeased with ten’s face that I had to redo it in a quick sketch. <3
“There’s an old building down one of the side roads, and he passes every day on his way to work. It’s crumbling, weeds grow in the wounds where people have stolen the marble window sill. They haven’t touched the shutters with their flaking blue paint, the shutters that don’t close properly anymore because they wood has rotted where it’s exposed to the elements — because the marble is missing. (…)” — exerpt from “Blue Shutters” by wildwinterwitch
Oh, hello Rose… didn’t see you there… just… being so casual, me. *vogue*
I sketched this out really quickly this morning after reading @gingerteaonthetardis ‘s short fic (read here) involving a discussion about the Doctor’s panther-like lounging behaviour.
Immedietly, my brain went to house cat instead lol. I don’t know how to do sexy, only silly.
Arum and Damien pining together in Rilla’s bed, inspired by the precious fic Crawling Along The Hours To Youby@jakkubrat. Check out their content for some good penumb shit :)
“Do we have any other option?” Shiro asked, sounding like he thought he was being reasonable. “Loving you would have killed me. I fought it when I realized what they were doing, but afterwards, I realized the practicality of it. It’s for the better.”
Tears finally overflowed to run fast and hot down Keith’s cheeks. Every breath was agony.
“Let go of me. I want to go.”
“Keith, please. This won’t get any better if we ignore it.”
Keith whirled, tears glittering as they scattered. “What do you want to do, huh?” He had clenched his fists even tighter now, though the sensation of nails in his palms was the least painful part of his body right now. “You want to talk about it? You want to set up a five step plan for me to get over this the way I got over every other person leaving? I know it’s not your fault, but fuck, Shiro, you were all I lived for and now I need—”
I was unsure what I wanted to give as a title of this artwork but after some digging of the feelings I wanted to convey, the title of this art piece is after the song by Air Supply. It’s perfectly fitting I think for the feelings I got from this wonderful fic. I was in tears when it hit all the emotional notes I felt, so please, read this fic and if you’re as emotional as I am, you’ll cry as much as I did.
Another illustration and another chapter. Although it was not planned things are kind of turbulent in my personal life and strangely enough, summoning some of that anxiety, fear and sadness into a fic has been helping. Once more a huge shout out to @nattravn-art for their amazing work in these collabs: I owe you my entire life and a free coffee for all your help on the backgrounds! Find the fic here!
~ Once upon a time… ~ Here we go again: the beginning of another writing project. This time it lands in the universe of Rule of Rose and with Clara as the main lead. A once lost brave little girl that now tries to find peace with her past. If you wish to read here’s a [link].
*slams pots and pans together* New RDR/PZ cross over! I repeat this is not a drill! Yes, despite already having several projects in the air, I committed to this one. It was one that was on the table when I finished up “Towards the manor of sleep” but I choose to give it a bit of time to really grow. And now it is shaping up: even though I myself sometimes get astonished at the fact that my fics stories tends to need a lot of research and thought. So if you are in the mood for more spooky shenanigans, this time with Mary-Beth, please follow this link!
In which me and @nattravn-art had a lot of fun to imagine some of the Project Zero 5 locations in daylight rather than at the pitch black of night! Mary-Beth’s journey has just begun and yet she finds herself in a bit of a pickle out in the wilderness. Won’t lie, when working on this one, I sort of laughed when trying to imagine this poor shrine maiden just going about her business and NOT having the time to check why there are people flailing about in the ponds. Chapter link!
omgomgomgomg the whole concept of Spicyhoneymustard into eventual Spicyhoneykustard is wild and I love it so much! 90 percent of why I love their fics is the character building and interactions, and hotshit if this isn’t chock full of that shit
and like,,, space politics!! kidnapping!! aaaa
I love any kind of worldbuilding with nation states interacting and having multiple parties and like the concept of judges in all of their works is so cool,,, In ATTL the Judge as a figure is so fucking cool and more of that in these fictions is just *clench fist Tasty…
Stretch and Sans is one of my favorite character pairings and all their interactions are incredible,,, and soulmates!! I haven’t even gotten to how much I adore soulmate mark aus and this so wonderful in this kitchen sink wet dream thing,,,, aaaa
well anywho progress pics!!
This was my favorite sketch and I don’t think I was able to capture the sheer emotion in the lines. This was also before I remembered he had a hoodie on and it was a plot point that he took it off in the altercation a little later on.
And another that was just really dang tasty as a sketch!!
“he has the odd feeling that it would be very satisfying, in some sort of cosmic narrative that he doesn’t understand, to kiss john—as though it would complete a loop, something far out of both their sights—and so he does, harsh and hard.“