Imogen twists her hands together, leather brushing against scars through the still-gaping slash in the palm of her glove. She needs to have that mended, once she can explain to Laudna what happened to it. “It’s supposed to be a promise,” she says.
hello friends! @overnighttosunflowers wrote this amazing fic until the mosses take root in thunder which has sat in my brain asking me to draw it since I read it. work being what it is, it took me until now to finish but…I hope you enjoy 🥰
“May I hold you?” you ask Jing Yuan one afternoon as you lie sun-warmed in his garden.
You almost think he is asleep until he invites, “Please,” carrying a smile in his voice.
With ginger movements, you reach over and place your hands on either side of his face. It begins as mere holding, but soon you find your touch roaming. You smooth your fingers over his eyebrows and trace down to each side of his jaw. From here your hands climb up again, and once more back down, mapping out each crevice and dip of his face, his skin, his bone, until you are certain there is no part of him remaining that you do not know better than you know yourself.
You play this game with yourself, sometimes. You imagine people not as people, but as planets. After all, what is a person anyway, if not a world of their own? You trace the ridge of his nose, and imagine there lies a mountain range. Around his eyes you find oceans. Where his cheeks dip, there are valleys, and a river runs between his lips.
“What are you doing?” Jing Yuan asks. There is an element of amusement to his question, but his voice is primarily gentle. Endeared.
You still your hands. They rest on his cheeks while your thumbs brush back and forth over his skin, holding him. Though the world melts back into the familiar shapes of his face, there is still an assured sturdiness to his features which is grounding; a gravity which draws you towards him, as if you were the moon to his planet. Small, perhaps, and bare, but casting light on him wherever you can.
You answer, “I think I’m holding the world in my hands.”
You feel Jing Yuan’s smile through the way his cheeks press into your palms. Two hands cover yours, large and calloused, but gentle, and hold yours securely in place against his face. There is the tender press of lips to your skin as he turns his head enough to kiss the inside of your palm.
You hear Jing Yuan’s smile through the way his words come warm and bright and filled with adoration. You wonder why you thought him a planet, when he is so clearly the sun.
who is the prankster on april’s fools day is it nico or is it will or is it nico and will against whoever they want to snicker at
(pls write a lil something for april’s fools day)
i am at 4500 words of the strangest fic i have ever written. it is 4 in the morning. i am tired. i wanted to get it out today so bad but that is Not happening, so here’s what we’re gonna do: i’m going to post a random part of what i have so far. a part that’s pretty april-fools-y. like i did w the naomi fic, i’m not gonna tag it, cus when i post the full finished thing tmrw i’m gonna delete what i’m posting now. BUT this’ll give y’all smth too enjoy while you wait. enjoy!!
Ogh!! I'm so sorry to hear that your work schedule was such poop regarding the update! If it makes you feel better, I would watch your stream regardless if I looked at the update already or not! Wouldn't say any spoilers, but I love how you perceive things regarding WH and I would no doubt love to see your reaction live regardless!
Polaris, the Northern Star, Queen of the Celestials
Since she won my OC poll, here's the face reveal of Polaris! (I should have figured she would win, lol. I've been meaning to draw her anyway.) Er, face reveal in the sense that celestials can change form, but you know what I mean.
Finally, the infamous mother of Loke and (former) Celestial Queen from HTRYDS gets an image to her name. I had a lot of fun designing her and it was nice to finally go all the way. And to throw in those easter eggs and tiny clues :)
sorry im a god gale truther btw i DO think he should get to usurp mystra and ascend to godhood and i do think that should be an absolutely awful thing to happen to him but also literally everyone else. sorry
just gotta say as a fan of horror i love your bull’s eye fusion a lot, the design and the concept is immaculate, i found them fun to draw but its actually really hard 😭 so here’s a sketch as an offering
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OMGGGG THEY ARE SO GOOOD!!! Its terrifying I love it! You did an amazing job!! (the eyes are lovely and teeth are *chef kiss*, which is hilarious to say but its true!)
im a fan of subtle horror myself (i blame analog horror) So seeing an oppertunity with Bull, I sprinted lolol
okay hi tumblr uh I searched through files on my macbook and I found some practice audios I did to send to my friend so enjoy the random assortment of BMC instrumentals played by me 👍
yeah it's literally just a black screen 😭 can't post audio on tumblr (nor can I post more than one video-) so enjoy the fact I edited this-