#WIPS

[deep-space-lines]

you ever start drawing something and it looks really good but you're slowly beginning to realize that finishing it WILL involve your slow and inevitable descent into madness? anyway, unrelated, I'm finally making that ultrakill stained glass piece-

[automeris-io-moth]

Short #2

Part #2

Part 1

Hero turned their back to the bathroom door, a beam of light peeking through the cracked door, the faint, almost muted sound of running water disturbing the idle radio-filled ambiance from before, a jazz song, some they had never heard before playing. 

Villain had arrived then, and the routine would follow: silent steps for their blood-stained shoes were left at the door every night, shower, dinner, and after they would pretend to fight the want to lay besides Hero, only for a few minutes of play-pretend, of false stoicism before giving in, opening the covers an settle in bed. 

Hero would take their arms in their own grasp after a while, feeling the embrace of the other tighten. To admit the fear they had both felt was senseless, it was only to make themselves look vulnerable and there was no point on that, they could communicate perfectly well though only touch, Hero huffed. 

A hand on their shoulder. 

"Are you awake?" Villain asked, Hero grunted in response "Come, join me in the shower." 

With an opposing grunt, Hero walked behind them to the bathroom.

Hero had had a hard time keeping up with daily tasks after the event, they knew Villain was aware. Eating, showering, getting out of the room were then not so optional suggestions. 

They did not think that as per their enemy's words, allowing Villain to do whatever they wanted was going to get them bickering about something as simple as eating an carrot. But it did. 

When inside the room, it was apparent that the dirty clothes were already placed away, the steam from the hot water fogging the mirror. 

"You already showered," they said.

"I wanna do it again," 

"How convenient." 

Yet, despite their protests, Hero allowed themselves to be undressed, clothes two days old thrown to the designated basket.

Water was lukewarm, a negotiated middle ground from Hero's ice-cold showers, and Villain's burning-hot ones. Hero's muscles did distend at the touch of the water, and Villain's hands on their skin felt as a reassurance. 

A rough hand, though with a soft touch, brushed over the scar dangerously close to Hero's heart, the middle of their chest, just slightly turned to the left. 

"I'm sorry," Villain whispered.

"You’ve already apologised, it’s okay." 

"It’s not, I could have lost you, you could have been dea…”

“Villain,” Hero interrupted, the concept of their very close encounter with death was still upsetting, they, some night, were still afraid “it’s okay.” 

“What if one day is not, what if one day you wanna go back there, if you want to leave me and go there, what will I do then?” 

“Maybe,” hero said, stopping to think about their answer, they did not know, then and there they could not imagine an scenario where they wished to go out, to get further from Villain than arm's length, yet, they knew a wrong answer could condemn them to stay “maybe then we’ll have healed, and you’ll be able to let me go.” 

“Will I be able?” Villain answered, turning Hero’s face around with a firm grasp by their chin “Will I want to?” 

And then, with Hero’s heart beating faster, abnormally so, why would it? if they knew Villain so well.

Then, they reciprocated a kiss.

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Masterlist

I saw some requests for a continuation, and I really liked the first part too so I did it :D

[toonirl]

google how the fuck do you draw a ski lodge

[ackee]

sometimes i forget how relaxing "painting" is

(im just cell shading then softening it after LOL)

[nordenhelm]

Drawing domestic macdennis this friday😶will i ever stop drawing these two? who knows

[seaquestions]

late night wip noodling while watching hockey 👍😎

[anincompletelist]

sunday sentences :D

hi all! apologies on being so behind on the tags and games and everything lately, i have needed to put forth the mental energy into other life things recently jsksjksj but i see all of them and i appreciate them so much!!!!

thank you especially to those of you who tagged me today: @kiwiana-writes @bigassbowlingballhead @lfg1986-2 @sophie1973

@ninzied @cricketnationrise @onthewaytosomewhere @thedramasummer <3333

i’m ridiculously excited about this wip but this will be probably all that i ever share from it until it’s posted because it’s my baby <33

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Henry shifts in his seat. Crosses and re-crosses his ankles, expels a sigh. There’s a shuffling somewhere behind him even though most of the cabin is asleep by this point, and Henry knows what’s coming before it happens, hates the way his heart still skips several beats anyway.

A sea of dark curls. Warm, kind eyes. A slanted, smiling mouth, a dimple carved into the side. One hand holding a tall, steaming coffee, the other a mug full of Henry’s favorite tea. A whisper, a brush of fingertips in the trade off. The more important details.

“Hey, sweetheart.”

It’d be something out of Henry’s most treasured fantasies if he didn’t already know they’d be the last words this man ever says.

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@daisymae-12 @affectionatelyrs @happiness-of-the-pursuit @read-and-write-

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xx

[bibuckbuckley]

Seven Sentences Sunday

Nobody tagged me but I've finally been writing in the buddie longfic and wanted to share. This isn't the last thing I wrote in it but whatever

Eddie knocks on Buck’s door for the third time, waits for a few seconds, then shakes his head. Still no answer.

“That’s it.” He says, then fishes out his keys from his jeans pocket. He shows them to Christopher, who in turn gives him a bright grin. “He did give me this for emergencies and his low mental health is an emergency.”

Chris nods seriously.

After learning more about mental health issues with Shannon and Christopher going to their own personal therapies and the three of them having their own family therapy, Eddie was worried about Buck’s decline since he heard that he had wholed himself inside his apartment after quitting the fire department. At first Eddie wasn’t gonna tell his son, worried about Chris already dealing with a lot with the divorce being finalized soon, the baby coming, and watching Buck puke up blood and almost die. But Chris had been worried about him already since he didn’t show up for movie night, so Eddie had told him and they hatched this plan together.

After all, what’s better at beating darkness than a burst of sunshine?

“Can I do it?” Christopher asks, giddily.

Once they open the door, his son loudly exclaims, “Buck! We’re here!”

They’re answered with a noise coming from upstairs.

Chris giggles. “He snores loudly.” He then sniffs. “And something smells funny.”

All around the kitchen island are takeout boxes with leftover food and drinks while the sink is filled to the brim with dishes. Yikes. It’s worse than he thought.

Another snore reverberates throughout the entire apartment.

Looks like he’s going to have to do some tough love.

Tagging: @wh0re-behavi0r @honestlydarkprincess @saybiwithme @bidisasterevankinard @watchyourbuck @monsterrae1 @wildlife4life @hoodie-buck @eddiediazisascorpio @parva-noctua @steadfastsaturnsrings @insecuregodcomplex @confetti-cupcake and anyone else who wants to do this!

[sol-lar-bink]

I may have come up with my Paintra OC finally!

A key member of Finnian's guild. She's the blacksmith for travelers and adventurers to get their weapons mended, or buy new ones!

She focuses more on how her creations look more than durability... haha!

[rosieofcorona]

when your mutual writes a fic so good you have to make art to cope (looking at you @rowanisawriter)

here’s a messy little prelim sketch while I figure out wtf to do with this palette

[venacoeurva]

This guy is wearing so many layers because he's a baby about the cold, why tf does he live in the coldest province

[arise-children-angel-is-here]

Link to og post for me wips

Anyways here most of them are: [they're quite old :|]

[dysfunctional-doodle]

What’s this, another AU im working on????

Teehee

(I’ve been trying to do this drawing for a month but I’ve literally been so swamped with work it’s taking forever. Sorry about the long pause of uploads, folks, I hate it as much as you do -_-)

(Literally worked for 10 hours straight today and not even close to finishing, we love )

[darknadaworld]

Me? Making a KND Sona?

What are you on? That's impossible

I'll finish the ref later I promise maybe perhaps probably. Might go with a made scientist but instead of experimenting on people it's more of a toys frankinsteins . Build-a-bear but make it worse lol

also yes that's a weasel . His name is Wilikers

[tiredmcj]

Am cooking something 👀 jk jk

Anyway, sharing my animation WIP here!! I hope to fully render it 😭🤧 this is not the complete one, as I would draw more frames for this.

[the-ellia-west]

Hey writers!

I will write 10 words in book 2 for every note this post gets by May 10th

Limit of 5 comments >:]

I'll also accept suggestions in the comments or Reblogs, Book 2 is a Kasi Book but has the beginnings of Viasaki and Kila's Arcs ,and a light bit of Marril and Shyre's

It also focuses a bit on Chrin's Arc, which unlike the twins, hasn't started in Book 1