yesterdays sam and darlin' video was just what everyone needed after the last (very angsty) cataclysm video and seeing also how far both darlin' and sam have come was so endearing. like darlin' being goofy and happy and comfortable in a relationship was so sweet to see. and sam able to be so open with someone else and having been able to move on and live the life he deserves after everything with alexis is so refreshing and it makes me so happy <33
"sleep comes easy with you. i've never had someone like that before. a lot of things come easy with you." - sam collins
this alone almost had me tearing up ;')
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A traditional lineart-sketch of soft Brian and Jonny propaganda after I successfully infodumped my sister about the mechanisms (she favours Brian!!) Is Brian looking for lice or braiding his hair? We may never know...
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Been playing around with the concept of long haired Jonny a bit, and my impression is that usually jonny doesn't get to grow out his hair much because it gets burnt/pulled/cut off in fights, so when there is a lot of action going on, especially when they are on an adventure lavishing in violence and more violence, it just..stays short. It doesn't help that he barely takes care of it and sheds like crazy (speaking as someone who also sheds hair easely, but I keep it long)
Now, sometimes through the millenia, it takes a bit of time to seek out good violence, so whenever the crew can do nothing else but stay on the aurora, jonnys gets to grow out his hair a bit! He honestly doesnt care enough to cut it off (and noone trusts him with scissors so they dont suggest it) but he still has some sensory issues from time to time, though he doesnt count them as relevant enough. Brian notices though, especially when cuddling, so he usually plays with his hair, pulls it back, all that. Brian generally admires any physical trait about jonnys body, as he doesn't have one of his own (that is his impression of himself at least). Usually there ARE fights between the crew mates that damage jonnys hair still, sometimes enough to have it all short again, or at least charred, but I think during this particular span of time where brian and jonny are comfortable with eachother there just happens to be more time spent cuddling brian than bullying tim! I don't know why I'm putting so much thought into this but the little things matter to me aah
The sketch before the lineart looks like this:
Just for comparison :) traditional art is PAINFUL
And yes that is Brians coat that Jonny is bundled up in!
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@wolfstarmicrofic September 17 - prompt 17: Beast [word count 481]
Since they had had children, Remus had been even more careful on the Full Moons. The Wolfsbane Potion meant he only transformed but retained his human mind, so he wasn’t dangerous anymore, but you never knew. What if despite everything the most well-versed people in Potions said, the beast was still there, somewhere inside of him, and ended up attacking his own children? So he had built a wooden shed at the back of the garden, a cozy reading nook every day of the month, and the wolf’s hiding place on the Fulls. He curled up in there, either on the carpet or sometimes on the old sofa and waited for the sun to rise again. Sirius spent the night with him, despite Remus insisting there was no need. But every time he said this Sirius pointed out there had been twelve years’ worth of Full Moons where he hadn’t been able to be at his husband’s side so now he was stuck with him until his last breath. He just went back inside the house to check on the kids when Mary couldn’t come and babysit them through the night.
That night was a stormy one, and Sirius had left the shed some minutes before to go and see if the children weren’t too frightened by the thunder. Remus had stretched his wolf form on the carpet, yawned, and put his muzzle back on his paws. Thunder echoed around him once again, and the door to the shed was pushed open. But it wasn’t Sirius’s scent that hit the wolf’s nose, and a jolt of pure panic traversed Remus’s veins. The door was pushed open a bit more with all the strength of a three-year old and Remus saw his daughter, barefoot in her pyjamas, her cloud-shaped plushie clutched in her arms, walk into the shed. Remus didn’t move, glad to detect no attacking instinct surging in his veins, still terrified he would scare his daughter off into the night.
“Thunder,” Estelle whined in her tiny voice, looking around,
Remus opened his mouth to answer before remembering he couldn’t talk in his wolf form. But then Estelle turned around and looked directly at him, and Remus froze. He flattened himself on the carpet, muzzle between his paws, mouth closed so she wouldn’t see the wolf’s sharp teeth, wishing Sirius would hurry back.
“Thunder,” Estelle repeated, walking towards him, her voice quivering. “Daddy, thunder.”
Remus’s heart dropped and soared at the same time as his daughter sat down close to him, soon hiding her face in his fur. Delicately, he moved to circle around her with his body, his tail coming to cover her feet.
When Sirius ran back to the shed some time later, frantic because Anwell had fallen back asleep but he couldn’t find Estelle anywhere, he saw both the wolf and his daughter fast asleep on the carpet.
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Hi I hate to be cheesy but I wanted to say that while a lot of people - very rightly!!! - point out how cool your art is and how inspirational it is that you showed art can be learned, not just a rare natural born talent, I also LOVE your sense of humor. The dialog and visual jokes are always so sharp and are guarenteed to make me laugh! Because I'm autistic as hell lol I like to bookmark things I can read through over agian when I'm looking for laughs and your blog is now high on the list! Thx!
Be not afraid to be cheesy; your genuine message has brought me immense joy B’*)
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