I’m having too much fun thinking about the way that the show is REALLY leaning into the juxtaposition between Caleb, who betrayed his family for his nation, and Essek, who betrayed his nation for his family.
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I’m having too much fun thinking about the way that the show is REALLY leaning into the juxtaposition between Caleb, who betrayed his family for his nation, and Essek, who betrayed his nation for his family.
first time drawing the gay wizards and I made myself draw a bg 🥲
there is a hidden dick for jester of course
“Caleb and Essek would be together for a while…”
Essek: Me! (@_brookesmart_ on other platforms)
Caleb: Tory Hatcher (@tory.hatcher)
Photography: Jessi Wills
Cosplays made by us in a two day crunch :)
it’s…..beginning……………………
I apologize for this one Is a lil nsfw? But it’s still really funny me thinks
let the wizards rest
From a whumpy WIP:
There’s a flash of movement in front of him, on the other side of the shimmering wall, and he whips around to look at it, immediately regretting the movement as a wave of dizziness hits him. He sways, going down to his elbows and knees, and rests his head a moment on the floor, muttering a curse.
”Caleb, what-“ he swallows down a wave of nausea, gripping the floor in the vain hope it will make the room stop spinning. “-what happened?”
“What do you remember? We were fighting something that was down here-“
”-I…I think I remember that.” Flashes of a fight filter back, impressions more than solid memories. Caleb’s shouts, spells firing off, the strange screech of something that had been kept in the bowels of the fallen city, waiting-
“-I don’t know how I got in here, though. I didn’t- I couldn’t have-“ Thoughts are hard. “I may be concussed.”
The shape on the other side of the wall moves closer, crouching down to his level before pressing a hand to the barrier, and Essek realizes it’s Caleb.
”Are you alright? Other than the concussion? I think there was a wild magic flare- you disappeared after casting something, and reappeared in there.”
”I think the teleport it set off was not immediately successful.”