Spent a couple hours in The Sims 2 to make a Valenpost featuring Kay and Atlas for #ockiss22! I’ve had these Sims for a while, but hadn’t really posted anything official because I was a little embarrassed. Hopefully some other TS2 nerds can come out of the woodwork on this one ^__^
A Calbriel kiss for OC Kiss Week 2022. I’m still here. I’m still thinking about these kids. I’m still planning their story. I’m still trying to improve my art and hopefully relaunch the comic at some point. I’ve just been really busy so I haven’t had time.
But one of the OC Kiss Week 2022 prompts was Tender and it made me think of Gabe using a knuckle to tilt Caleb’s head around for a smooch on the couch.
It’s OC Kiss Week, and one of the prompts was “Safe”. So I decided to draw Jay and Mal grabbing onto each other for a smooch to express how grateful they both were to be back on the ship safe and sound after a difficult scrap. They barely took the time to get their helmets out of the way.
It’s hard to get the prissy bird to sleep outside, even on missions, but when Dovora can catch a good starlit night with both moons out even Lillium bends to sleeping under the stars.
Marillon and Sava had a close relationship, growing up together in one home in the Alienage, full of teasing and pranks but also genuine affection for each other. A while before they headed out to start a new life and join a Dalish Clan, the boy actually outgrew his much older foster sibling, which didn’t stop Rill from talking about him like he is still a little boy.
i also have a little piece featuring @narrativefoiltrope’s winter collins and my faustus valentine |D to finish off @ockissweek!
word count: ~550, no warnings.
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Faustus marks the morning by the timestamps of Winter’s routine.
Winter’s alarm is his only solid starting point. It chimes, quiet and barely obtrusive at all, much as Winter herself, five-thirty on the dot.
She stirs, fast to wake but slow to remove herself from the comfort of his arm around her middle. He’s happy to encourage her hesitation, happy to keep her warmth tucked close until a second alarm signals their loose, sleepy cuddle to an end. Five forty-five.
