Quand le Directeur n'est pas là (les acteurs dansent) FAN COMIC
Or, Isaloop: The Snowjinshi
Hello ISAT enjoyers. This is a mostly-unserious fancomic (or "doujinshi") I made based off of @thesmallersnow 's incredible isaloop Director comic. Go read it if you haven't!!! It's really good!!!
Reading it, I was overwhelmingly inspired to draw its True Ending (the one where they kiss, of course.) So here is the result! I'm really sorry for spoiling the real ending for y'all, but I had to in the name of art.
...That being said, I didn't end up going all the way and made it angsty instead. Whoops?
Enjoy!!! ISAT spoilers follow! Can be a spoiler for 2hats so please be mindful!
i love the bit where the night before Neph got Yoinked where he was like 'no guys you don't understand he found me he's tracking me hes gonna fucking get me I need to go or else you guys are gonna be in danger' and they just go 'um??? No??? Where the hell do you think you're going we're coming with you'
Like he's walking away and they're all actively following him like bro could not get rid of his trauma bonded party if he tried
And then when he does get taken they just decide 'welp. Time to go apeshit I guess' they've been without their emotional support tiefling for like two days and they are going to make it EVERYONE'S problem. (Mainly just that one Kenku's problem but-)
Hi! how about Hela and reader celebrating Valentine's Day?
A/N: I know this is a week late, but I was working on a few other things and wanted to square those away before tackling this. Also, this one is kind of a silly, brief little thing, but if you’re interested in a more... *cough* NSFW fic, let me redirect you here. Let's be real, though, these lovebirds spend almost every day like Valentine's Day, and them's the facts. Enjoy~
WC:
Rating: T (purely for ~implications~)
TW: none
You knew you were going to be in for a morning when you woke up to Hela’s head between your legs.
It was lazy and gentle, but intense and nice, and by the time she finally came out from under the covers to kiss you sweetly, you were already putty in her hands.
“Good morning to you, too,” you murmured, nuzzling close as she wrapped an arm around your waist. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”
“Happy Valentine’s Day.” She kissed you again, cupping your cheek gently as she drew back, thumb brushing over the curve of your cheek. “You’re welcome for such a nice wake-up, by the way,” she added smugly, with such an insufferably cheeky grin that you wanted to scowl, even as your lips betrayed you and curved into a smile.
“Look, if I could manage to wake up before you do, you’d receive much the same treatment, I’ll have you know.” It was a true statement. It seemed no matter how many alarms you set or how early you went to bed the night before, you always woke to Hela already watching you. You weren’t complaining, though. Especially when it led to mornings like this.
“Is that so? Perhaps I’ll pretend one morning, just for your dignity’s sake.” She was still grinning smugly, and this time you did scowl, playful as it ended up being.
“How lucky I am to have such a kind wife.”
Hela hummed, gently running her fingers through your hair while you tried not to look like she had you completely wrapped around her finger. “Nice was nowhere in our marriage vows, darling. You knew what you were getting in to when you said yes.”
Your scowl smoothed itself into a content little smile. “I did. And I’d say yes again, in every possible universe that could ever exist. In every lifetime we share together. This one or the next or whatever comes after that, too.”
Hela gave an exaggerated sigh that you knew was all play and no real bite. “Such romance so early in the morning, dove. What’s next on the agenda, a recitation of our wedding vows? You go first.”
You smirked. “I don’t know about reciting, but I could definitely spell them out, letter by letter, one at a time, between your legs, hm?”
Hela considered it briefly, lips curling to the side, but then seemed to think better of it. “Tempting, but let’s put a pin in that. I’m trying to pamper you right now.”
You laughed softly in amusement. “Are you? Well, don’t let me get in the way of that.” You stretched your arms out and arched your back, perhaps putting on a bit of a show so that Hela could admire you. You’d never tell. “Does pampering include breakfast? I’m starving. Can’t possibly imagine why,” you teased.
Hela took the bait, grinning as she dipped her head to kiss your throat. “Surely not because of me? I’m completely innocent in all of this.”
You couldn’t help the soft, fluttering giggle that escaped your parted lips, tilting your head so you could meet Hela’s gaze. “You’re not letting me leave this bed anytime soon, are you?”
“Absolutely not. You’re mine for the day, and I’ll hear no complaints.”
You smiled innocently. “Okay, but what if I gotta, like… pee? You want me to pee in the bed, too?”
Hela made such a face that you had to laugh in response, burying your face in the pillow to hide just how hard you were laughing at her expense.
“What? No. No, you can… You’re not peeing the bed, why would you even…?” Hela was flustered, and that made her cuter than she usually was. Even if you did feel a little bad for suggesting it.
“Some people are into that, you know. It’s a whole thing.”
“Yes, well. Not me. You’re not peeing anywhere but in the bathroom.” Hela sputtered her response out, cheeks such a dark red that now you really did feel bad for teasing her so.
“I would never. I can’t risk you never wanting to speak to me ever again. And on Valentine’s Day, no less. Mm.” You tutted at yourself, and threw your arms around her, pulling her close enough so that you could worm your leg between hers and snuggle up, smiling when Hela immediately settled against you comfortably. “Have I told you how much that I love you?”
“I could stand to hear it again.” Hela’s face was buried against your shoulder, but you could feel her smiling. You pressed a kiss to the top of her head before speaking, voice soft as you played with her hair gently.
“I love you more than anything. More than the stars love the moon and more than the galaxies love the stars… Until time ends, and all the way back again. Forever and always, into the rest of eternity and then some.” It was the same thing you always said, and just like every other time, you meant it with every fiber in your entire being. Hela was the best thing to ever happen to you, and you wanted, needed her to know that. Even if you had to remind her every single day.
Hela hummed softly, and pressed a kiss against your collarbone. “And I love you the same. Until the sun burns out, and the world is but a memory. There will still and always be you and me and us.”
You breathed out a quiet laugh. “And you call me too romantic.”
“It’s only the truth.” She drew back far enough so that she could look at your properly, and you met her gaze with equal sincerity, so she knew that you believed her and always would.
“You’re the best thing to happen to me,” you murmured softly, leaning forward to press your forehead against hers and closing your eyes. “Even if you keep me captive in bed.”
You could feel Hela’s soft huff of laughter against your lips. “You’re telling me you don’t want to spend an entire day devoted to love making love?”
You had to admit, she had a point.
“Well, when you put it like that…”
Hela grinned, and kissed you softly, drawing it out until the both of you were so breathless that you had to separate. “Now, about those vows…”
