woke up from a dream about terrabraig (a ship i dont even think about most of the time) and wanted to do some blender poses about it. unfortunately the terra model i have doesn't have any bones. so i improvised
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woke up from a dream about terrabraig (a ship i dont even think about most of the time) and wanted to do some blender poses about it. unfortunately the terra model i have doesn't have any bones. so i improvised
back to my bs aka more terrabraig
Some wips of personal stuff between zinework and commissions recently.
3 are from an au I was working on with someone, and the Riku is for an unfinished ask!
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A Place to Call Home
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts Title: A Place to Call Home Pairings: Terra/Braig Wordcount: 7028 Rating: T
Contains: Fluff, light angst, small spoilers, post KH3
Summary: When two people who share similar traumas meet again, there is bound to be some kind of understanding ...
Written for a request with the prompt "Sparring that turns into kissing"
"I didn't know the eyepatch had bothered you this much. I'm ... " "If you try to apologize one more time, I swear I will kick you in the shin," Braig warns him with a raised index finger and, as proof and warning, he stretches out his leg under the table and pokes the tip of his boot against Terra's leg. Defensively Terra lifts up his hands and laughs a little. "Fine. Fine! No apologizing." "Good. Good boy. Behave." Braig wiggles his index finger and then crosses his legs at the ankle, rubbing his neck. "Look, I ... don't get the wrong idea. This isn't about you. And I'm ... I'm not a coward, you know?" I never said you were, Terra wants to say, but since he believes that there's a story behind this beginning, or perhaps something like an explanation, he's silent, waiting. "I'm not... afraid to wear and show my battle scars," Braig continues a little absent-mindedly, his gaze turned inward. "But that one's not mine. And I ..." He hesitates for a long instant, and Terra already wonders whether the moment is over, whether he has reconsidered talking about it. Then he sighs quietly. "I wanna look in the mirror and see myself again. Not him. Never him."
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some super-rarepair doodles from twit (I love them)