#bhatair

[regent-art]

Finally getting back into the drawing thing. A few OC scribbles and Discord emojis

[bouvillea]

in regards to the most recent event: you can’t say the deflated balloons don’t look like that

[throwaninkpot]

The old Bhatair can't come to the phone right now. Why? Oh,

bECAUSE hE's DEAD.

[aceofstars16]

DIALOGUE PROMPT #20 FOR GUDRUN AND BAY

*answers this probably a year later*

Okay, maybe not that long...but this has been in my inbox for soooo long... but I finally decided to write it and MAN! I’ve missed writing Gutair...I feel like I’ve learned a little more about Gudrun since I last wrote her? But it’s also been so long since I’ve written her or Bay that it was a challenge to write them again...but it was fun too! I hope you like it!!!

“I never meant to hurt you.”

The words rang around in Gudrun’s head. Words that she hadwanted to hear for so long, but words that she couldn’t believe, couldn’t letherself believe. Bhatair had her so much, he had torn apart her life. And nowhe was back. He was here in her life again. It was something she had dreamed about,had imagined so many times. It had helped keep her sane in some horrible way.But now he was here, actually here. And the pain in her chest - pain she hadlived with for years - weighed her down. He hadn’t meant to hurt her, but hehad.

“Gudrun?”

His voice filled her ears again. A voice she had neverthought she would hear again. Against her better judgement, she glanced up athim. He was so different than when she had last seen him. His hair was white,there was a weight in his step, scars that bordered on unnatural. But it wasundeniably him.

“It still hurt.” Gudrun could barely hear her own voice, buthe must have heard it because his gaze dropped to the ground.

“I know…” Bhatair’s voice trailed off, then he steppedforward.

Gudrun’s first instinct was to step back, her mind tellingher not to trust him again. But her heart – even broken and bruised – still caredabout him. So her feet stayed put.

His hand gently wrapped around hers. “I know I don’t deservea second chance, but if you could give me one…I promise I won’t mess it upagain.” His other hand reached up and brushed a strand of hair out of her face,only to rest on her jaw. “Please, Gudrun.”

Closing her eyes, Gudrun savored his touch. For a moment,she was a teenager again - eager, full of love and hope. She knew she mightregret this. He could break her again. But she knew she if she didn’t then shewould always wonder what might’ve happened.

“Okay.”

Then his arms wrapped around her and she found herself buryingher head in his chest, letting her pain be soothed by his presence. Regret maycome, but for now, he was here, and that was enough.

[dustandmarbles]

My Silver Eye secret santa for hbaofficial on deviantart who requested Velvare and Gudrun in festive outfits which I had so much fun drawing :D (character's belong to @laurahollingsworth, as always if you havn't read The Silver Eye then go read it right now)

[aceofstars16]

THIS REDONE PANEL! I’M WEAK, I CAN’T! HIS FACE COULD HEAL PEOPLE! *crush on Bay increases even more*

[throwaninkpot]

But imagine Joshua Shepard singing "Dear Theodosia" about Apen, with Bhatair singing along about Enel.

[aceofstars16]

Gutair #5

*answers this wayyy to late* Like seriously you asked for this probably near the beginning of summer *flops*

———————————————–“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”“What? Of course not!” Bhatair said a little too quickly.Gudrun felt a smug smile grow on her face, “You totally are!”“I am not! Just because Joshua has fancier clothes and more guards doesn’t mean I’m jealous…” He said, voice low, his eyes narrowing a bit.Gudrun sighed, “Fine, fine. Whatever you say, but you really shouldn’t be bothered by Joshua. You want to know why?”At her words a small smile grew on Bhatiar’s mouth, “Oh, and why is that?”“Because you are a much better dancer,” she said, smiling for a moment as her gaze flicked to the dance floor.“Hmm, you are quite right about that milady. Care for a dance?” He asked, holding out his hand, all traces of bitterness gone from his face.“I thought you’d never ask,” Gudrun said, grabbing his hand and allowing him to lead her into the middle of the dancers.The last song was just ending and an upbeat tango number started. Bhatair’s eyebrows raised up and Gudrun winked in response.The two moved as one - graceful, powerful, in control. They were dominating the dance floor, so much so that most of the other dancers had stopped to watch them. Step after step, spin after spin, with each move more and more people stopped to look.As the song finished, applause broke out all around the room, bringing a smile to both of their faces. Gudrun leaned up and whispered in her husband’s ear, “Now Joshua is the one to be jealous.”