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Gone fishin'
Just over the Horizon -------------------------------------------------------
Bradley Bradshaw/Jake Seresin, E, WIP 54k
The Bradshaws have a long and sordid history with the Horizon festival. Not that Bradley dwells on it now, he’s happier than he has ever been, finally reaching his goal of heading up the cross-country outpost like his father has been amazing. Chasing dreams, he regales to anyone who will listen, chasing ghosts, his dreams whisper back. This year, he finally gets to reconnect with some old faces. His earliest memories were at west coast and south american festivals, in the passenger seat of his dad’s bronco or behind the announcers' table with his mom. It had shaped him into the man he was. Learning to race, becoming one with his car, it's as close to freedom as you could get. Although the days were long and the planning arduous, the time he got racing was worth every ounce of work he put in, and damn if he would let anything dampen his mood.
I wanted to make a better master post for this fic as it's long and ongoing!
Chapters here:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14
Posts of all cars featured in the fic here
Hope everyone enjoys it!
Chapter 10 is out after like a month B)!
Top Gun Graduation
Angel of Death
back from vacation and I wanted to draw Mav since its been a while and why not make him a sad lonely immortal being so here's a little sketch :P
furthest we've ever been
Just over the Horizon -------------------------------------------------------
Bradley Bradshaw/Jake Seresin, E, WIP 54k
The Bradshaws have a long and sordid history with the Horizon festival. Not that Bradley dwells on it now, he’s happier than he has ever been, finally reaching his goal of heading up the cross-country outpost like his father has been amazing. Chasing dreams, he regales to anyone who will listen, chasing ghosts, his dreams whisper back. This year, he finally gets to reconnect with some old faces. His earliest memories were at west coast and south american festivals, in the passenger seat of his dad’s bronco or behind the announcers' table with his mom. It had shaped him into the man he was. Learning to race, becoming one with his car, it's as close to freedom as you could get. Although the days were long and the planning arduous, the time he got racing was worth every ounce of work he put in, and damn if he would let anything dampen his mood.
I wanted to make a better master post for this fic as it's long and ongoing!
Chapters here:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14
Posts of all cars featured in the fic here
Hope everyone enjoys it!
every time i go to the beach I think of them
Lap dog in the garden
Close-ups under the cut :)
think it would be funny if Jake were lactose intolerant
Ended up this Memorial Day with nothing to do and no ideas for art, so if anyone has any requests, feel free to submit them. I am bored as hell :P
I was planning on abandoning that one but @srs-bean said it's gotta be finished, so here we go :3
. ROOSTER / TOP GUN MAVERICK
saw top gun again (in cinema this time!) and it made me go watch maverick despite my parents both hating it and being the reason i never seen it before now. anyways surprise surprise my favourite characters are rooster and goose and i knew i had to draw rooster
Finally have something to share for WIP Wednesday! Thank you @theglitteringtrio for the tag :P. Nice way to get the map I have been saddled with off my brain (if i look at one more lake I am gonna scream)
Art wise I am working on a series of pics of all the Daggers + maybe the 86 squad in how I think they would dress casually & their styles out of uniform
Writing wise Chapter 7 of the forza fic is still in progress! But I am working on expanding my Jake hikes hc into a fully fledged 5+1 :P. Its very bare bones and I love to write shit out at 3 in the morning so its very much in prog. But here is a snippet!!:
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Their celebrations at the hard deck are plagued with a sexual tension so charged that even Fanboy, who is notoriously dense, has come up to ask her about it. The daggers try and give them a wide berth, but each time they meet, Hangman’s jeans get tighter and tighter, to the point where she thinks Bradley might break glass with how he white knuckles the beers Penny hands him as soon as he even glances in the blond’s direction. He chugs them with the enthusiasm of a 18 year old at a party instead of the 33 year old he is until he’s up sitting on the bench of the out of tune piano in the corner of the bar belting out song after song. She lets it go on usually, hoping that Hangman will finally end her misery, but it always end with Phoenix calling them both an Uber while they lean into eachother outside, Bradley talking her ear off about Hangman’s ass. She shudders at the thought.
Now again as Bradley sits on her couch, legs draped over her own while she searches for hikes that they haven’t done in the San Diego Area, Bob propped on the arm chair next to them vetoing her suggestions because “they’ve done that one already”, she thinks about how this is now too much of an established years long routine to convince herself it’s working. She thinks maybe if she would’ve invited Jake on their first one out in Corpus Christi long ago, her suffering would be over by now.
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Not sure who to tag so open tag to share a snippet :D
Hi everyone, pics of the cars below for my Forza fic as promised! They will be split up by chapter, so it's easier to keep track of :>.
Check out the fic here!
Chapter 1
Bradley's 1972 Ford Bronco:
Phoenix's 2016 Audi R8 V10 Plus:
Bob's 2019 Subaru STI S209
Jake's 2020 Chevy Corvette Stingray Coupe
Bradley's 2013 Ford Shelby GT500
Bradley's 2016 Jeep Trailcat
Bradley's 2019 Ferrari Monza SP2
The 1983 Audi Sport Quattro
Chapter 2
(excluding the appearances above^^^^^)
Maverick's 1970 Chevy Camaro Z28
Halo's 2003 Porsche Carrera GT
Payback's 2016 Ariel Nomad
The newer Bronco Bradley races with - 2021 Ford Bronco
Coyote's 1964 Aston Martin DB5
Chapter 3
Jake's 1990 Mazda MX-5 Miata
The Stunt 2003 Volkswagen Golf R32
Chapter 4
Jake's 1987 Buick Regal GNX
The 1962 Ferrari 250 GTO NOTE: I CHANGED THE LOOK OF THE BARN!
Chapter 6
Jake's mentioned 1958 Plymouth Fury!
“Wow,” Bradley says, and Jake almost can’t hear him over the sound of the wind. The audible force of his awe just barely reaches him, tangling with the song still rolling through his ear. “Pretty.” Jake breathes hard as he watches Bradley’s profile, the sun glinting off the sharp plane of his nose. He’s edged in gold all around; his neck gleams with sweat, and he has a few little freckles there that Jake can’t remember noticing before now. Lips parted around an exhale, Bradley swivels to give Jake his back as he watches some pelicans go by, or listens to a family shrieking in joy on the sand below. Jake blinks, still breathing heavy. “Yeah,” he agrees, as if murmuring from a dream.
if it weren't for second chances by @ozonecologne is so good guys. i've been thinking about this fic for like twenty-four hours straight.
At World's End
spent the whole weekend rewatching Pirates of the Caribbean & needed to draw Hangster as Will and Elizabeth (my OGs) to satisfy my hyperfixation itch. got a little tired of rendering at the end but \o/
sketch/lineart & reference vvv
Tried my hand at a one-shot, not really a writer, so feedback is appreciated! featuring a pic of my own time in Rockaway, it's very pretty there!!
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The A is late again. The unfortunate reality of working late and missing his usual train is setting in as he kicks a crumpled receipt in the empty subway terminal on Fulton Street. Jake doesn’t mind waiting, hell, ever since he moved to New York all those years ago, all he’s done is go, with no regard for a break or a breather. But internally, he mourns the loss of his evening eye candy.
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