He protected me, Fitz. It took months for him to gain my trust. But after a time, whenever Queen Desire was traveling and I slept on the hearth, I felt safe. It was safe to sleep.
A comic for my giftee, hoodedcreature, in this year's RotE Winterfest. It was such a joy making this. Baby Fool!! My Heart!!
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sometimes you just gotta take a sanity break and draw a thick body and soft curves and folds and rolls. y'know?
Anyways, here's some random lady body I whipped up real quick lol please be normal about this, I am begging you.
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Wip whenever
Tagged by: @ladyshivs 💐 heeeey 🤭 thxs for thinking of me and I’m excited for that new chap of hntf to come out 💕💕💕
Tag you’re it (unless you’re too fast 🏃♂️💨) : @iggydabirdkid @milkyway0110 @silvery-bluish
I have been so laaaaazy 😭 so I haven’t really been working on anything I guess there’s this silly little sketch:
And I’m always skipping around on my fics 😔 I leave them alone for months 😞 poor things:
Marcos can see when it clicks on Chen's face, eyes widening just a fraction, his thoughts are too calm—like he knew this apology was coming at some point but not really when. Not over tea.
“You always have been. A lot of good things”
A memory—a flash of teal—the smile grows strained on his face.
He can’t help the small pettiness that rises in him—a small bite—a nip really.
“You’ve always thought the worst of me” the glare is fixed to Chen. Something he never had the balls to do when he was younger—old hurt that festered only now finally healing.
“Telepathy scares you” it’s a statement, a cold one at that.
Chen does not look away. “Unnerves me”
“You have plenty of reason to be nervous or unerved…or scared.” He can’t bring himself to keep looking at him. Less because he’s intimidated more because he’s guilty.
“or paranoid.”
Looking back up, “it’s all warranted.”
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