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Hey all! I still have plans for this blog, with more Outer Worlds art and fics I've been working on, but I've also been fanguying out on BG3 and all things dnd at the moment so I started another blog. Come check me out if you're into it! Like this blog, it'll be super gay.

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I'm still working on my drawing of my BG3 character, so here's one I did a while ago of one of my d&d characters:

Barley Goldenplain

Fairy Druid

And Sweetie, his shrew companion

His wings and colors are based on a differential grasshopper, which is a typically non migratory species that lives in grassy areas. But Barley is different. He's a druid who hates roughing it, and he dreams of city life, so he's striking out on this own.

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It has been a very long time, my dear friends.

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This has been sitting in my drafts folder for a literal year. No joke. And it’s so short LMAO. Sometimes life just gets in the way of what’s truly important: your gay fan fiction and your comfort OC.

This story might be posted a bit out of order, I’m not sure. It may end up that there’s a chapter in between this and the last installment, but I had to post this because it was just sitting there getting lonely.

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Orion, ready for a date with the vicar.

(based on the suit in the photo after the cut. I cannot find the source.)

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WIP Whenever

I was tagged about a week ago by @the-lastcall. Thank you!!

I think I'm just gonna throw this tag to everyone who follows me. Anybody who needs this push to share something they're proud of! I needed it.

I'm not posting very often because my life is an absolute nightmare horror train wreck, but I really wish I could. I'll just catch as catch can, I guess! Gotta seize those little moments.

I think I'm just gonna throw this tag to everyone who follows me. Anybody who needs this push to share something they're proud of! I needed it.

So, have some Angry Max!

Max reaches out for Orion’s bruised, bloodied cheek, his brow furrowing further as he watches the Captain try in futility to hide the pain and fear and maintain a brave demeanor. The vicar’s hand uncharacteristically shakes until he forces it to stay still, but he stops short when his fingers are a hair’s breadth from making contact.

He’s been pulling in a breath, slow and nearly undetectable since he first saw the captain, and it’s at its peak. It comes out only partially in a short, wavering hiss and catches behind his teeth. He withdraws, runs his palm over his mouth and steps back, back, back, his eyes looking away from Orion's face not out of shame or fear, but to protect him from seeing this blind rage.

The energy of his anger crackles around him, more alive now in his quiet movements than it has been in any battlecry he’s ever uttered. It’s the electricity of his oldest furies, the long-dead violent lapses in control that haunt him in every lonely moment, colliding with an indisputably righteous cause. Add love, however unrequited, and you’ve thrown an ocean of rocket fuel on a forest fire.

All he wants is to hold him. To take Orion into his arms and kiss his forehead and comfort him with the compassion and tenderness he now knows, deep down, is his true strength. He aches with the guilt of being rendered useless by his own fury when he should be rushing to help with the others. Max's conscious mind is screaming that he's failing the captain when it matters most, while at the same time the fire in his body lies to him and tells him he's helping. He can’t touch Orion. Right now, he’s nothing but a loaded gun, not a pair of open arms. Regressed to a state he had hoped was behind him.

He doesn’t want to meditate it away. He wants to act.

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You got it, pardner!!!!!

oh, the inherent subtext of an equal partnership…

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😭💚😭💚😭💚😭💚😭💚😭💚

This made my absolute MONTH!!!!! You have no idea how happy this makes me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There aren't enough exclamation marks! THANK YOU

And your reasoning? Could not be more sound, my friend. He *is* a queer queen and this incorporates his love of trashy romance novels!

(and also, "queer" is definitely the first word I see in that title too!)

The Cardinal and the Queen by Evelyn Anthony    (Dell, 1969)

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😭💚 THIS IS SO GOOD AND AMAZING 💚😭

Thank you so much, this makes me so freaking happy. He looks beautiful, you've done him justice! 💚💚💚

Captain Orion Augustus!

After a short break from art, I am delighted to present @thedashingcaptainweird ‘s Orion!

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Gonna give this a try, cuz I really wanna give Sunday some love. We'll see how many I actually get to, but I'm gonna try!

Thanks @captastra for giving me the heads up on this!

Yeehawgust 2022: Strange Hoofbeats

Howdy, folks, August is almost upon us, so I hope you’ll join in for Yeehawgust’s 4th year!

Yeehawgust features daily prompts as well as alternative weekly prompts, for those of us who are a bit slower on the draw. Don’t draw at all? No problem! Submit any art at all, be it illustration, comics, writing, fanfiction, screenarchery, photography, embroidery, sculpture, or whatever other creative endeavors you might enjoy. All skill levels are welcome, and this can be a great opportunity to experiment with new styles and techniques. 

Whether you love canonically western media like Red Dead Redemption and Fallout New Vegas, or you’re looking for a chance to make a cowboy AU and put your blorbos in a Stetson and spurs, this is the month for you!

Tag your art with #Yeehawgust and follow along here on the Yeehawgust blog. If you plan to include any external links or directly tag another Tumblr user in your post (both of which may cause posts not to show up in the hashtag), make sure to also tag this blog or contact the mod directly so people can see your work! 

And remember, y’all: be rootin’, tootin’, shootin’, and most importantly, be kind.

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Captain Orion Augustus and Vicar Maximillian DeSoto, a queer interstellar romance.

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This is amazing!!!! They're so freaking adorable, and I love them so much!!! Well done!

This must have been such a long labor of love, and the result is gorgeous 😍

I meant to post this when I finished Nyoka, but whatever. 😅 Here's the entire crew, plus Aayla and Phineas!

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❤️Captain Orion Augustus and Maximillian DeSoto ❤️

This is a piece I drew seven months ago and just... wasn't sure if I liked it. But it has grown on me, and I've been just daydreaming about the two of these beautiful men just being in love and having tender moments like this. So here it is!

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Quick Little Scene

As he crosses from the galley entryway to the icebox, Orion stops to place both hands on the back of Max’s chair and kisses the top of the vicar’s head. Max’s hair always smells amazing. Like rosemary, mint, and pine. Or, at least, Halcyon’s approximations thereof.

The preacher starts and straightens up a bit, surprised and seemingly ready for a fight, but it only takes him a moment to realize that the attack from behind him is simply one of affection. He tilts his head back to look Orion in the face, and smiles. "Only you can catch me unaware, my Captain. I forget how skilled you are at moving silently."

"I always forget not to sneak up on you. I’ll end up needing the other half of my teeth replaced with gold,” Orion jokes. “I’ve gotta be more careful."

"What you should be more careful about is walking on these floors barefoot,” Max counters, gesturing at the grated steel down the hallway. “It must be akin to walking on knives."

Orion does a hop and a startlingly beautiful little dance to illustrate how little he has to worry about. "I think I’m managing just fine. Haven’t lost a toe yet,” he gives Max a canary-cat grin. “Anyway, when I woke up to find your side of the bed empty, I rushed out half-cocked, beside myself with worry. No time for shoes."

They’re alone in the galley, the old men of the bunch, plagued by rotten sleep schedules and bad habits they’re long past being able to break. Orion imagines Max would have an easier time sleeping if he didn’t drink so much coffee and tea this late in the artificial night, but who is he to judge when his own midnight forays are for sugar and cigarettes.

As a matter of fact, after an upside down kiss and a traded chuckle, Orion lights up and continues on his trajectory toward the refrigerator. Upon reaching and opening it, the corners of his mustache droop in a cartoonish frown.

Max unnecessarily declares, “The spread is thin, Captain. It's fortunate that we'll be docked at Groundbreaker by this time tomorrow.”

“Did you drink the last Nanner Spank?”

Max chuckles, then catches himself. “Ha, excuse me. The name always did get me. No, I did not drink your neon-dyed, carbonated, high fructose tobaccorn syrup with artificial flavoring and a delightfully suggestive title.”

Orion turns around and squints at him. “Preacher. Don’t make me come over there and smell your breath.”

Max groans. “Fine. I know when I’ve been caught. In my defense, we were out of coffee.”

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Absolutely. Gorgeous.

You are so talented! I just........ this is so awesome and beautiful and aaaaa!

For the heart pallet challenge, how about our lad Felix in the Embers pallets?

That's a fine-looking ship. Only thing it's missing is me. — Felix Millstone

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Meet Captain Domingo "Sunday" Flores:

He's 45 years old (115 if you count his years on the Hope).

Sunday signed up for the voyage of the Hope with a pioneer's spirit and an aim to be of use. He envisioned himself helping settlements get off the ground with their agricultural needs. He's very easygoing, so when Phineas woke him and informed him of the 70 year gap, he took it in stride.

He loves pistols, bourbon, and beautiful men (especially gun-totin', whiskey-drinkin' preachers).

He's a man of few words, carrying himself with quiet confidence.

Sunday doesn't ever go looking for a fight, but if one throws itself at him, he won't back down, and he never needs to surrender. He sees the world in shades of grey, and doesn't clutch pearls.

I'm still writing his story in my head and it shifts and changes, but I know quite a bit about him already, so if you wanna know more about him, send me an ask! :)

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You have NO IDEA how happy this makes me. Wow wow wow!! It's so beautiful and tender and well done and the facial expressions are so perfect. The love and friendship here are tangible!

Thank you, thank you! I love this so much, friend. I really feel the love in this piece, and needed this boost in my life. 💚💚💚

💌 It's FINALLY OC Kiss Week, and what better way to kick off the festivities than with a great big smooch for my very dear @thedashingcaptainweird & Captain Orion Augustus? Oodles and oodles of love for both of you today and always!

Will is the team medic and the de-facto captain in their au, which means she's CONTRACTUALLY obligated to offer Orion and Possum heartfelt encouragement and tender little smooches. It's literally in the job description. Oh...well, yes. She did write the job description herself...why do you ask? 💕

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Select your fighter: Maximillian DeSoto

I know I'm not the only one, but I see him as an amazing boxer/brawler. Doesn't even need a weapon. Just pure rage and love for his friends fueling him to defend the crew with his bare hands and grit.

(I have been looking at old drawings and sketches I started literally months ago, and am finishing them, finally. Expect more from the vault!)