Initial sketches really are something else
Initial sketches really are something else
i dont have art yet i just really like this cloud ^__^
Sketch of rin from The Poppy War
Work-in-progress preview of my piece for an LGBTQ+ romance cover anthology on KS! (And yes, I'm drawing my OCs :3 ) We're really close to funding goal, so do check it out <33
KS: Cover Me Queer - Romance Novels but make it gay 👈
it’s time babes, send a character and a costume you’d like to see them in and i’ll doodle a few before halloween
tfw you're reading a fic and in the middle of chapter 2 you take one more look at the stats and it turns out the 4 chapter 10k fic was left open on that other tab and this is what you're currently reading
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is it just me or does the colorwork on this hat look vaguely like Wheatley from Portal???
side note, this pic doesn’t have true colors, the “blue” yarn is MUCH more vivid and more teal irl, i couldn’t edit the photo to reflect that
Alright, the time has come to start work on the final installment of Sad Cultivators With Animals, Jiang Yanli.
oh tati gabrielle we’re really in it now
I decided to make Yuri smile. I am sure he is looking at Victor. ^^
oh the dilemma of should I post my fanfiction or not here is very much real and daunting thank you
Snippet from the long fic I've been chipping away at. Context: Valerie makes Goro meet her outside of Lizzie's before they go do a gig together to cover the cost of his expensive shard for Gimme Danger:
"Do you truly believe places like this are where you should be spending your time?" Goro asked.
Valerie lifted a brow at him before laughing coolly. "I'm not a patron, Takemura. I have a friend who works on the back-end--I was just checking on her."
"You are still choosing to associate with--"
"--Horrible, degenerate people, yeah," she interrupted, "like Arasaka fugitives."
doot doot might post abt writing here instead of my defunct writeblr lmao
Thanks for the tag, @blitheringmcgonagall! This is also a bit more than six sentences, but it has more impact as a chunk of writing, so... 🤷♀️
From my new fic, as yet untitled.
She woke up, most nights—a sudden jolting, wrenched into consciousness, a gasp at her lips—and looked, instinctively, to her right. The sight of him there: the mass of dark, messy curls; his steady breathing, a metronome that pulsed through her, forced the calm back into her limbs. Even amongst the fears and fury of war, a war that raged inside their house as much as it did outside, she knew that him being there, close enough to touch, was all it took. Like sinking into a warm bath: there we are.
It was an ordinary Tuesday afternoon, the last time she saw him. Her, at one with the sofa, half dozing with the remnants of the newspaper strewn around her—a futile effort to recover from a long night helping patch people up at headquarters; to try and act like a human again. Him, gathering his wand, his cloak; pausing, now, to lean over the back of the sofa, to let his hand drift into the cloud of red hair she’d had to keep pushing out of her eyes. A smile that warmed her, his lips brushing all-too briefly against her own, and then, words that would replay on an endless loop—a gentle kind of torture, all the agony of ripping her teeth from her jaw hidden behind a soft, gauzy veil of memories—probably for as long as she would live.
“I’ll see you later, love.”
And then he was gone.
Tagging: @theresthesnitch, @thequibblah, @clare-with-no-i, @adenei, @aeridi0nis, @sunshine-marauders, @mppmaraudergirl, @maraudersftw if you fancy it!
Asylum Entry 001: Diary #1
It’s been a very long time since I was active on here, huh? Well, I’ve been a mental basket case, but I’m doing better. A lot better actually. I have a new psychiatrist and he’s amazing; he listens and talks with me to solve my mental traps, and I’m so very thankful to him.
I’ve decided (slightly on a whim) to join Nanowrimo this year and I’m not really sure what I’m doing exactly, but I’ve been doing a lot of reading and researching of the Salem Witch Trials and the European Witch Hunts and a small idea just keeps bouncing through my head (it’s not fully formed but is there in part). I’m not really determined to finish the entire novel, just to break some of the listlessness that has been consuming me. Now, that’s not to say that I’m not going to work my ass off to meet my goals—because I am—I just am not going to have a breakdown if I do not finish in time.
To give a small hint into the genres that I’m writing under (and a small hint at loose plot):
ok here we go. a start
Isn't he adorable?