#emily draws

[illdothehotvoice]

So. That secret sans scene huh.

[cooking-with-hailstones]

The Path to Paradise, The Road to Ruin

A Tears of the Kingdom retelling of the Dragon's Tears

Rated T

Beta-read by @rebeccabobecca

Zelda x Ganondorf

The Chief of the Gerudo bears a curse, one that has plagued the Gerudo for generations: a demon that corrupts the soul, bringing power and madness to the one burdened with its darkness. Ganondorf has concealed this curse for his entire life.

Zelda arrives in Hyrule in the early days of summer. She has fought this demon before, and sealed it away. Perhaps she can help break the curse. Perhaps she can help right the wrongs of history.

Zelda must choose between trying to get home, and taking the chance to change history and prevent her home from ever being destroyed in the first place.

Chapter 1 and 2 are now available on AO3!

Story updates every Friday.

[datgnomecat]

Old drawing

[latetotheworld]

drew some planets

[sunlightmoonn]

I’m so incredibly late to reading this masterpiece, but I just caught up to the latest chapter of A Breach of Trust by @phantomrose96

The chills this scene gave me, man. I laid awake thinking about this chapter. Anyways, I drew a comic of it because my brain couldn’t sleep.

[i-love-your-light]

Here is my gift for @asajjvxntress​ for the @atlawinterfest2020​!!  She requested Zutara, so here’s a cuddly pencil sketch with a drabble to along with it :)

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It was routine at this point.  The slower mornings, where the world wasn’t tugging at them with responsibility right at sunrise, functioned in calm repetition.  Deep breaths.  A fresh pot of tea.  Zuko would often read, something fictional and fantastical as a breather from the political jargon that made up most of his working days.  Katara would soak in the winter sunlight from the window, meditative.  The two of them would snuggle together, cozy in their water tribe blues.

Inevitably, Katara would get lost in her thoughts, and the tea in her hands would go cold.  One sip, the temperature change noticed, a face pulled.  Automatically, she sticks the cup to the side, interrupting Zuko’s line of vision.  No words need be exchanged, she doesn’t even need to look at him for him to know what she means.  She just feels him huff a fond laugh against her back, and then his hand is wrapping around her tea cup and warming it up exactly right.  Still staring out the window, grinning, she takes it back.  Sips.  It’s perfect now, and she relaxes further into Zuko’s side as the warmth runs through her.

She twists, presses a kiss to his cheek as a thank you.  Even though this happens constantly, he still grins wide, blush heating his cheeks.  

They keep each other warm nowadays.

[stardustedlovers]

So it’s been awhile since I have been this pleased with a drawing of mine, and I just really loved how this one turned out. But I could not decide between the original or the filtered version, so I’m giving you both! And when I shared these with the fitzfam, my friend @icarusmoons inspired this short drabble that I thought I would also share. I hope you like all of this content, it’s kinda special to me.

My Sunshine

Rapunzel choked on a sob. Her eyes burst open and she bolted upright, drenched in sweat and her heart pounding a mile a minute. Darkness seeped around her. She kept crying, reliving the nightmares that had just plagued her.

“Eugene,” she cried out, suddenly flailing trying to seek out his sleeping form beside her. His eyebrows scrunched together and he moaned sleepily.

“Rapunzel? What’s wrong?” He rubbed his eyes and worked them open to look at her. He realized she was in tears and he immediately pushed himself upright and pulled her to him. “What was it this time?” He asked, knowing it was another nightmare.

“Zhan Tiri won, but she kept me alive and locked up. She cut off all my hair and she forced me to watch her murder you, and my parents, and everyone.” It still felt so real. So she turned into Eugene’s chest and focused on what was actually real. His arms tightened around her, his arms that were warm and strong. His arms that never failed to make her feel safe. His chest was soft and damp against her tear stained cheek. She pressed her ear against his chest and listened for the steady beating of his heart while she waited for hers to calm down and match pace with his.

Eugene gently rearranged them to lie down again. He held her so close they were sharing his pillow. She pulled her head back just enough to search for his eyes. He wiped away her tears with his thumb and kissed her forehead. She kept staring at his face, at the love and life she found in his tired eyes.

“How are you feeling now, Sunshine?”

“Better, but still too shaken up to go back to sleep.”

He nodded. He wasn’t going to allow himself to fall back to sleep before she did and abandon her. It didn’t matter how hard it was to keep his eyes open. Rapunzel needed him. So he looked around their room for a moment. The Corona sun emblem seemed to shine back at him. It gave him an idea.

He started humming a soft tune. Rapunzel felt it reverberate and echo deep in his chest. Pascal heard the commotion and leapt from his spot on the nightstand to Eugene’s shoulder and crawled up to his pillow before curling into a small ball above the princess’s head. She felt incredibly safe, secure, and alive with her two boys surrounding her.

Eugene began to sing a soft lullaby, “you are my sunshine, my only sunshine.”

Rapunzel grinned. She loved when he sang this sweet song to her.

“You make me happyyy when skies are grey.” It was working, she felt a calm wash over her and make her eyes begin to droop.

“You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don’t take my sunshine away.” He kissed her forehead and began to sing the lyrics again. He listened for her breathing to eventually turn slow and steady before he allowed himself to join her in sleep.

Eugene’s song stayed in Rapunzel’s mind though, and this time she dreamed they were playing out by the lake, his song the soundtrack to their day. “You are my sunshine,” his words echoed while dream Eugene swept her into his arms for a long kiss and the sun shone down on them both. “My only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey.” She smiled, both in her dream and in reality. “You’ll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don’t take my sunshine away.” It was in that moment in her dream she realized Eugene was her sunshine, too.

[turnabout-goodbyes]

Woah! A Spirit Medium!