Aaaaaand I have one more sketch to share today (it’s been drawn some days ago but I couldn’t find any energy to upload it). So, @peacekatniss requested “Katniss & Peeta taking a nap” by my Buy Me a Coffee Cheese Bun and well, that’s what I can draw with my eyes closed lol. Ah, and to add some canon feels to it, let’s connect this sketch with Katniss’s beautiful words:
I press my ear against his chest, the spot where I always rest my head, where I know I will hear the strong and steady beat of his heart / cf, ch.19
Sweetest@rosegardeninwinter requested “any canon Everlark moment I haven’t drawn yet but want to” by my Buy Me a Coffee Cheese Bun and no, that’s not what I planned to draw. Obviously, I love this moment (who doesn’t?) but I started with another one. But it just… didn’t work. I try again and again, changed poses and angles, deleted everything and started again but then I just gave up. I’ve spent a couple of hours on what supposed to be quick sketch and was close to stop drawing at all lol. I felt like my hands forget how to draw and everything was just terrible and I felt miserable and stupid. And then I just understood that I couldn’t do anything. I don’t know how to handle everything. It’s just too much.
So I gave myself a little time to cry and then started this one. This moment I think is one of my favorite. It truly must be impossibly good to find a such needed comfort in loving arms when it’s too much to hold on anymore. Also Peeta’s lips on Katniss’s neck is my weakness, yeah.
When Peeta holds out his arms, I walk straight into them. It’s the first time since they announced the Quarter Quell that he’s offered me any sort of affection. He’s been more like a very demanding trainer, always pushing, always insisting Haymitch and I run faster, eat more, know our enemy better. Lover? Forget about that. He abandoned any pretense of even being my friend. I wrap my arms tightly around his neck before he can order me to do push-ups or something. Instead he pulls me in close and buries his face in my hair. Warmth radiates from the spot where his lips just touch my neck, slowly spreading through the rest of me. It feels so good, so impossibly good, that I know I will not be the first to let go. / CF, ch.14
