#wip things

[snippy-snappy]

AAAAAUGHHH I love how you draw sniper :3

🥺 thank you for letting me know, here are some sniper wips

[quinngefail]

Been a while since I've just drawn em being affectionate lmao...

May finish this one, we shall see though 😤

[inky-duchess]

The Lost Prince | Alphabet | D is for Diamonds

The stone is pink in the candlelight, pale as a primrose, unmounted and loose from any setting. The facets wink as I turn the stone, the dawn light from the window kissing at the many faces. It weighs comfortably against my palm, heavy as an egg. I run a thumb over its face, watching my reflection every facet of the emerald cut.

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Diamonds drip from her throat, swing at her ears, latch around her wrists. Diamonds from lovers, patrons, diamonds glistening like morning dew under the gas lamp as she throws back her head, crooning out that high note that seems to make everything shine that brighter.

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"These are family diamonds, off limits, I'm afraid but this might do," Katya reaches into the velvet box, drawing out a thick collar of diamonds. She leans forward, her own stunning paurure flashing in the mirror, laying it against the curve of my throat.

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Sunday Snippet

Tagged by @thiamsalpha

“It hurts……….it hurts.” Gabe wheezes, heaving and trying to catch his breath, blood spilling from his mouth. His eyes are bloodshot and glossy, fading away into a cold black depth of desperation.

Pain.

The only thing that has ever brought to light Theo’s own inner demons and fears of living with the possibility of not being in control.

Pain stays with you. Long after it’s gone. It doesn’t matter how brave or how prepared you think you are to handle it. It will break you down and leave a lasting impact. Leave pieces and memories behind. Then all that’s left will be shattered parts of who you were before you felt the torment. The anguish.

Theo pities him, but pity comes with compassion. It comes with sorrow and grief. He’s never really known compassion. Not to this extent. Where it’s enough to study the choking sobs of a dying boy.

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[starlitkai]

is there a vampire equivalent of wolfsbane? like, werewolves literally got a whole plant named after them, one that supposedly weakens them, poisons them, and sometimes even forces transformations.

but vampires? they get garlic, roses, salt and holy water, which at this point could also be the a list of ingredients for soup. compared to wolfsbane that just feels…underwhelming.

where’s the dramatic latin name for the flower that makes them crumble to dust? why did werewolves get branding rights and vampires didn’t?

justice for vampires. they deserve their own scary plant.

[quinnthebard]

I was working on it's not love and got thinking about how the farmer gets a house without plumbing at the start of the game and I decided that Evie just kind of dealt with it and never bothered to update that and March is absolutely baffled and this was the result. I think I'm funny, I'm not sorry.

This is a sneak peak at Chapter 20(?) I guess lol Enjoy!

March had risen fully from the couch and was meandering around her kitchen, a perplexed look adorning his face. When he heard the door shut, his gaze snapped to her. “Do you even have a bathroom?”

“Well, I’ve got that.” And she pointed to the curtained off area in the corner where she stored her washtub—a large wooden bucket if she were honest with herself but it served its purpose well and washtub sounded so much nicer.

Unimpressed, he sighed. “Are you telling me you don’t have a sink or a shower or a bath?”

“I have a washtub!”

“That’s a glorified bucket, Evie.”

“It works fine for me.”

“Alright. Okay. Fine.” He grumbled. “But how do you… you know. Use the bathroom.”

“The old fashioned way?”

“By a tree?” To his credit, he sounded horrified at the prospect and she had to laugh.

“No, I have a chamber pot you lunatic.”

Inhaling sharply, March opened his mouth, then closed it. Seemingly considering his words before speaking. “I—I’m not the lunatic here. You’re the one living without plumbing.”

“It’s hardly my fault the cottage didn’t have it when I moved in.”

“And you just never thought to get it installed?”

Sheepishly, she looked away, crossing her arms. “It’s not like I’m rolling in funds, March. I probably could scrounge it up but this has worked for me so far.”

Across the room, where she could no longer see, she heard him sigh before the shuffling of his approach. Then the warmth of his fingers grazed against hers before pulling back with uncertainty. “Evie, I didn’t mean to make you feel bad, I’m just shocked this is the state of things.” She chanced a look at him as he paused, running a hand through his hair. Apparently he had abandoned the bandanna while she was out and it was sitting discarded on the side table by the couch. After a moment, he continued, “I can’t believe they thought this was fine, is all.”

“Well, it was a free house.”

“A one bedroom home. Without plumbing. Surely they could have at least gotten you a sink and toilet or outhouse or something so you aren’t essentially shitting in a bucket.”

“My chamber pot is very nice, thank you very much.”

“I’m sure it’s nice for a chamber pot.” He looked around the one-room home again with a sigh. “Whatever. You seem to make do alright. I’ll just… take my business outside for a minute.”

“My chamber pot is open!”

She had to stifle a laugh as he frowned at the thought. “No thanks.”

[kirsanoff]

I've been quite busy with uni stuff recently and I don't have much time for drawing, so there are some wips I hope to finish after I'm done with my exams🫠