Heyoo! So: at the moment I don’t really have art in the works to share, but that’s because I’m working on a couple of other things! Let me briefly tell you about them! :)
1. Drarry Project This is something I started working on in 2019 - some of you might remember participating in a questionnaire about it? So this is it, and it’s finally coming to fruition!! This will be a Drarry zine with exclusive art and ficlets (written in collaboration with my talented bestie @shewhomustnotbenamed), as well as a coloring/puzzle game book and a pin and prints and stickers and more - all Drarry! I am hoping to open the shop for pre-orders within the next few months - I will definitely keep you updated about it! :)
2. Pansmione Fanfiction I’m finishing up writing and drawing for a Pansmione fic of ~30-40k words :) It’s somewhat niche maybe - they’re both Aurors on a mission and have to survive in the woods without wands hahah It’s smutty and explicit and not for everyone I guess, but maybe some of you will be interested - I’ll let you know when it’s being posted! I really hope I get it done this year!
So there’s that! Naturally, if I do end up drawing more fanart (these projects aside), I’ll post it! Just wanted to give you a heads-up in case you don’t hear from me for a lil bit :) Thanks for sticking around!!
A.N: Thank you so much for your amazing feedback my loves, you’re amazing!❤ I hope you’ll like this chapter as well, and please let me know what you think, thank you! ❤ And as always, thank you @theskytraveler for helping me with the chapter and the story!❤
Summary:Love is rich with both honey and venom.
Warnings: Regency era society and social rules, angst
Everyone read about heartbreak. All the great love stories were full of it, and whenever you got to that part of any book you would always think that it was just a small obstacle before people could be happy.
You had thought it was a small price to pay for love, but this?
Nothing could ever prepare you for this.
You had spent the first week locked in your room, in your bed. You had cried so much that you were quite certain there were no more tears left in you only to wake up from your sleep sobbing until you couldn’t breathe. Even your dreams were full of him, which made your heart grow heavier and heavier, especially after—
