#Greta van Fleet art

[katuschka]

My latest endeavour. Acrylic paint and India ink.

@fleet-of-fiction @its-interesting-van-kleep @jakekiszkasbuttsweat @thewritingbeforesunrise @writingcold @lvnterninthenight @takenbythemadness @edgingthedarkness

[binarysunset17]

I always think about the time when the twins mom said that they slept the best when they napped together as babys

And i wonder if thats still true

[liv-gvf]

A little Jake sketch I did a while back which was inspired by @ofthecaravel!!!

[whygaia]

✨all eight of my Greta Van Fleet sketchbook pages✨

they are a delight to draw so i will be doing it again sometime

there are some prints available if you wish

[jmkho]

Introducing Josh! Squeeze his tummy to make him ramble!!

[allieisacrybaby]

"You're a child in the garden. You're growing up; I'll watch you bloom."

I made this about two years ago, and I finally have the courage to post it. It's by no means an exceptional work of art, but it's based on my favorite song that Greta Van Fleet has ever put out, and that helped me through a lot. So, for them, I thought I would finally post it

[glurbtea]

do it jakey

[readyforthegarden]

kait i saw doing their makeup for them on the prompt list and you already know i thought about our sweet sammy

Beth my beautiful beloved, you KNOW I am all about this with Sammy lala!

You weren’t sure how long you were staring at your phone, sitting at your makeshift vanity in the living room. Your mirror was sat atop a few books on the coffee table, the contents of your makeup case spread all around you and on the table. A fine tipped brush was in your hand, awaiting use as you watched the makeup influencer on tiktok demonstrate how they did the graphic liner you were so hoping to perfectly copy.

"Hey baby, what are you doin'?" you barely glanced up at Sam as he entered the room, your hand now poised by your eyelid, beginning to draw the image you saw on your phone.

"Just trying out this new makeup trend, it looks cute." you replied slowly, as if saying the words too fast would break your concentration. It was no use anyway, your hand was a little too shaky for the ultra smooth line you wanted to recreate. "Shit,"

Sam came over, leaning over to see what you were trying to do.

"That looks really cool," he smiled. "That would be nice for my stage makeup." you pulled the liner brush away from your face and glanced up at Sam, before back at the influencer on your screen.

"It really would." you agreed. "Do you want me to try it out on you?" Sam looked down at you with a small, blushing smile.

"Really?"

"Yeah," you nodded, patting the floor next to you. "I can't promise it'll look good," you pointed to your own squiggly line. "but we can get the idea." Sam moved to your other side, sitting down and pulling his hair back and out of his face, securing it in a low bun at the nape of his neck.

You dipped your brush back into the gel liner pot you were working with and tapped the pause button on the video, watching it again to really get the technique down. Taking Sam's chin in your hand gently, you tilted his face up slightly bringing the tip of the brush to his eyelid.

Once again, your hand just wasn't steady enough, and your line ended up squiggly.

"Dammit," you huffed, taking a makeup wipe from the package on the table and gently swiping the line away. "I know practice makes perfect but I cannot get these lines nice."

"I can show you a trick I saw on tour," Sam offered. "Jenn did it when she did my makeup, and it seemed to help."

"Sure, why not." you felt defeated, waiting for him to tell you the trick. Instead, he slid the brush from your hand, and the makeup wipe, taking the uneven line from your eyelid and waving his hand to dry it quickly.

"Okay, so she would take my face like you did," Sam reached out his free hand, gently cupping your chin and turning your face slightly. "And then she would put her pinky on my face like this," the pad of Sam's pinky finger rested gently on your temple. "then she would just," the brush in Sam's hand glided over your eyelid smoothly. Sam adjusted his hand and flicked out the end. He let go of your face and picked up your mirror. His line was so even and smooth, you were amazed.

"Sam, that's really good!" Sam shrugged at the compliment.

"You use your pinky as an anchor and it helps steady your hand. Try on me." he handed you back the brush and closed his eyes, presenting his face to you like a canvas. You gathered more color on your brush, and took his chin in your hand again. This time, you followed his example, using your pinky as an anchor against his temple, and slowly dragged the brush across his eyelid. This time, the line was near perfect, you almost ruined it in your excitement. You moved to do his other eye, and that one was a little more difficult but still turned out well.

"Can I finish the look on you?" you asked him softly. Sam hummed a yes, and you cleaned off your brush, going for the other color in the look, and using the tip he shared again, this time following the curve of his eye socket. It wasn't as nice as the first line, but it was better than anything you'd done before.

Sam was patient as ever with you, encouraging you as you had to clean up the lines here and there, or the colors weren't working the way you hoped. Even though you were focused, you couldn’t help but relish being this close to Sam. Yes you were partners and close in more than enough ways, but there was such a softness of being able to look at him so up close for the first time in an long time. Some freckles had popped up on his nose and cheeks from days on the river near your home, and being out in the garden with Rose. It was easy to lose yourself in Sam’s beauty, discovering new things you may have taken for granted in day to day living with him.

"Do you want to add a few rhinestones?' Sam asked, opening his eyes slightly.

"Sure, why not," you reached over and grabbed your little case of stones. You didn't use them much yourself, but kept them around for fun every so often. You picked out coordinating colors to the eyeliner, and began to wing a design along his under eye and cheeks. You had found thin, longer gems, and were able to make a few patterns that looked like starbursts around his eyes, making them look like they were sparkling more than they already did.

“Okay, tell me what you think,” you picked up your mirror and turned it around, showing Sam your work. He moved his head around, catching glints of sunlight in the rhinestones.

“Baby I love this,” Sam looked at you over the mirror and grinned. “Imagine this with my suit,” Sam reached back, tugging his hair from the bun and shook it out, letting it fall over his shoulders again. He tossed you a sultry look that he would do on stage, making you laugh.

“I think it would be amazing with your suit and harness.” you agreed softly. Sam pulled the mirror from your hands and scooted forward, picking up the fine tipped brush and cleaning it off before going back to the original gel liner pot. “What are you doing?”

“I want us to match,” Sam replied simply. He took his time, making sure the lines were as precise as he could get them. You held in a giggle at his concentration, his tongue gently poking out from between lips. He was gentle with his movements, ever the artist’s hands, he knew just how to apply pressure where it was needed for bolder looks. He smiled to himself when he moved onto the rhinestones, still doing starbursts like his but placing them differently. “There, want to see?”

As you nodded, Sam handed you the mirror, and you smiled when you saw your reflection. Sam had done more than just the identical graphic liner. He’d managed to place a few hearts around your lids in the design, accompanying them with the rhinestones.

“Bursting with love,” Sam murmured as he gazed at you taking in your appearance. “Just like you.”

“Sam,” you dropped the mirror, closing the small space between you two and pressing your lips to his. “I love it. I love you. Thank you.”

“I love you too,” Sam murmured into the kiss. “Now, let’s go find some fancy clothes to match and have a night on the town in our new look, what do you say?”

“Absolutely!”

[jaketsparrow]

Josh!!!!!

I’m so scared to do the hair there’s so much 🫢

[honeyfolklore]

We've spent the weight of dreams in gold. 🖤🌕

[katuschka]

So this is how I spent my weekend, avoiding work and other responsibilities. But, those eyes... I almost lost my interest in drawing due to...well, life etc. But this is my therapy.

A special thanks to special ladies, namely @lightmylove-gvf, @its-interesting-van-kleep, @writingcold and @ohgodthefeeling-gvf, who convinced me it's not sh*t. :D

[binarysunset17]

I need to pass one more class to graduate.. might pull an all nighter to grind this one out.. besties........ this ones for you ...✊

[liv-gvf]

So, I was having a lovely discussion with @writingcold and she said I should share my art, so I'm gonna give it a shot!

[whygaia]

even more Greta Van Fleet in my sketchbook: Danny Wagner ✨🪐

[jmkho]

Introducing Jake! Poke his jummy to make him speak!

[spark-my-nature]

Sanny blurb

Did a little art, wrote a lil thought about it. Just something sweet for fall while I get some proper fics finished up. 🧡🍂🎃

happy halloweekend!

“Look here, bug,” Sam cooed, waving his fingers in circles, drawing his little girl’s attention. When her wide brown eyes turned distractedly toward a nearby golden retriever, he smiled patiently, just watching her take in the world. He was endlessly fascinated by her buzzing little mind, soaking up the excitement in each adventure her curly little self got into. She looked more like Daniel each day, though her attention span… she certainly seemed to have picked up from him.

Danny, watching from the booth as he paid for their pumpkins, felt his throat getting tight as his partner and his daughter’s giggles reached him above the peaceful voices of the few families milling about the patch.

As if the world slowed to a standstill, his chest ached with love as Sam shuffled toward their little one on his knees, gaining her attention with a kiss to her forehead after swiping her unruly curls away gently. Her shriek of laughter tugged an involuntary crooked grin to his lips, and absently, he shifted his weight as he watched Sam tickle her sides.

Shaken from his trance, he quickly paid for the pumpkins, setting them off to the side by their nearby car and then beelining to the two loves of his life.

His daughter wiggled her small body on her pumpkin throne, reaching her hands towards him eagerly and nearly losing balance. Sam’s hands were at her sides, steadying her instinctively as he laughed gently, turning over his shoulder, still grinning as his eyes met Danny’s.

“Oh, finally, here, help me get her attention for the picture!” Danny giggled softly, coming to a kneel behind his partner, wrapping his hands around Sam’s thin middle and hooking his chin over his shoulder. Smiling excitedly, he cooed enticingly at his daughter, her attention lasered in on her other father while the lanky man in Danny’s arms wound up the camera and snapped the shot.

When Sam turned warmly to his boyfriend, his smile widened as he drank in the loving, sweet smile aimed at the sweet little girl in front of him.

“Thanks,” he softly acknowledged, hesitating only for a second before shyly pressing a kiss to Danny’s cheek. He smirked as he watched his lover’s face flush slightly, Danny’s long eyelashes fluttering bashfully under the uncharacteristic public display of affection. He let out a short, flustered laugh, tilting his chin up and returning the kiss, capturing Sammy’s lips sweetly. Both men grinned stupidly, ducking their faces down to mask their lovesick smiles.

“C’mon, I wanna take my pumpkins home.”

“Pumpkins?” Sam snickered, rising to his feet. “We only got the one…?”

“Mhm,” Danny nodded, scooping up his daughter with a wide grin, heart full as she laughed wildly. “But you’re not counting the two I came with.”

Sam huffed a bashful laugh, “You’re such a cheese.”

Danny settled his little girl atop his shoulders, wincing goodnaturedly as she gripped her little fingers in his curls. He gave his boyfriend a careful hip-bump, smiling to himself and contently sighing as he started towards the car.

“You knew that all along, and you still had a baby with me.”