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eclipse for Artfright! Using the dying embers color palette
He rolls his eyes. I stand and lean over his shoulder. It’s Katniss and Finnick, talking at the bar in The Cornucopia. His upturned lips grazing her temple tenderly, her eyelids half closed with desire. It’s breathtaking and unsettling and magnificent and horrible all at once.“You shouldn’t do that to yourself,” I tell him quietly.
So this is not something I have ever done before in my life, but I just had to see Peeta's drawing from @hopeandwhiteliquor's fic Dying Embers for myself, so here you go! The quote I put in is from chapter 9 (go check it out if you haven't! It's an everlark fic, it'll make sense once you read it, but heed the tags!)
may have had to redo this one because *surprise pikachu face* using references makes a difference apparently
my oc Mirabelle 🍑
i think
i broke
a dream,
a hope,
a heart
i fell
down
out
on the ground
then we joked
and we laughed
and we played
and i thought
we had something
not love
romance
fantasies
dances in the dark
but a relationship
that transcended acquaintances
but toed the line of paramours
so when does it end
what defines love
am i falling?
or are you riding dregs
of dying embers
snuffed out
by a peruvian boy
Dying Embers - Chapter 15
"Please don't shut me out," she whispered, hand coming up to his hair and running through it comfortingly.
Turning to lay on his side, Shisui sighed, leaning into her touch. Up until that moment, he'd remained motionless in his bed for the past two days. The curtains were drawn, leaving the room in total darkness (she'd had his old curtains swapped for blackout ones, just in case he wanted to take off his bandages during the night). Any and all food she offered to him went ignored, along with the glasses of water she kept leaving beside his bed.
"Shisui, please," Sakura begged. "I know I can't understand how you're feeling right now and I know that nothing I say will ease your suffering, but please, don't do this. Don't shut me out. Don't starve yourself or make yourself die of thirst. Please."
"…Why?" came his eventual croak. "What… use am I?"
Tears filled her eyes at the darkness of his words and she continued to try her best to comfort him. Itachi would undoubtedly be equally as heartbroken – no, more heartbroken, if he heard his best friend's words.
"What use?" she repeated, like the question was absurd. "Are you saying being useful as a shinobi is more important than having people love you? Are you really that stupid?"
"I-"
"No, listen to me, Uchiha Shisui," Sakura told him and added more steel to her tone, forcing him to listen. "Itachi loves you. His parents have come to your defence time and time again over the past month. The Gods know I've almost pummelled the hell out of this clan three times over for you. So what if you're not on the best of terms with everyone? You have Itachi and his parents. You have…" She smiled helplessly. "You have me. Are you telling me we're not worth anything?"
Slowly and with obvious difficulty, Shisui managed to sit up, their faces only centimetres apart. She could tell he was trying not to breathe through his mouth due to the fact he hadn't left his bed in a couple of days, meaning he hadn't brushed his teeth in a while, either. She almost smiled at his consideration, seeing as she'd seen him in worse states throughout their time together.
"You…" His hand lifted, searching for her face until she leaned forward, allowing his hand to cup her cheek. "Please don't ever say you're not worth anything."
She blushed at his words and inwardly groaned when she realised Shisui could probably feel the heat of her cheeks. "Then please don't question your use or worth."
Because each day that went by, despite knowing how wrong it was, she felt herself falling more and more…
This took forever and I have to admit, I've never felt more proud of my drawing before! 🥰🥰🥰🥰
Also, yes. Multiple watermarks. I've been seeing waaaaay too many posts about people's artwork being stolen so I'm not risking anything
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12547269/15/Dying-Embers
Early settlers who died before the Clans were named headcanons
uh oh...
ANCST - Dying Embers
Genre: Black Metal, Blackened Crust
Year: 2018