The completed Afro Victorian ensemble. More to come.

Girl.

You’re always gorgeous, but this is beyond.

brick by brick (crow by crow)

Please do not use, edit, or repost my art without permission.

Giveaway prize for berylgrace who wanted modern au Korrasami in a chalky style. I thought it would be nice to draw Asami as a business woman, since I’ve never done that before, but then my hand slipped and I somehow ended up with a Paperman crossover?

Whoops???

I hope you like it :)

#workinprogress 🎨 #illumination #artwork #mywork #tezhip #istanbul #turkey #dilarayarcı

heavy breathing

For Sansa’s wedding dress the designer Michele Clapton wanted to have an embroidered band that wrapped around which symbolistically told Sansa’s life from the Tully and Stark beginnings to the entanglement with the Lannisters.

Her story starts at her lower back where the Tully fish and Stark Direwolf entwine as we move round to the front the Lannister Lion is becoming dominant over the Direwolf and at the back neck the Lions head is stamped onto Sansa. The dress colour was still very much Sansa Stark and the embroidery had pale golden tones but woven through the story are ripe red pomegranates, the red colour symbolising the growing Lannister influence over her. [x]

ok. This was originally supposed to be a whole deck, but like the commitment fail that i am, i gave up after the second one and moved on to another idea x_x. I am not fully satisfied with how these even came out, but they’ve been dwelling in my drafts for too long for me to not have posted them. So, here they are? who knows though, maybe some day, i’ll finish them?

“A Secret Place” Submission for Let’sDrawMerlin! First Submission x

oddthesungod prompted ‘bed’!! C:

I’ve been trying for MONTHS to redraw Dís ever since that one accidental sketch in December with no luck, and suddenly stupid doodling last night turned into the only success(ish) so far. Apparently when I want to draw humans (or in this case Dwarf women) my tablet just poops everywhere, and when I don’t intend to it only takes me an hour to do the bulk of it, without a reference. Having said that, there will definitely be weird anatomy going on in there. :P

Yes Dwarf ladies have beards.

P.S. Giving a female an Armitage nose is difficult.

And I have the most inconsistent drawing style ever. Woe is me. 8D

I would grow a beard to look this hot

omg…*whimpers*

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Merlin + costume details

It is said that a butterfly is a sign of the king’s return.

Merlin first glimpsed the flash of red wings floating over grey umbrellas that afternoon. He’d sprinted out of the crowd, throwing aside people with shouted, hysterical apologies. He didn’t remember thundering up the stairs to his flat, hardly recalled racing back down the street with the staff in hand. All he could think of was Arthur. Heedless of the chill wind and the icy waters of the lake, Merlin threw himself into the water, shouting Arthur’s name. 

Merlin gulped down air, the cold burning at his lungs. He shouted for his king again. A few people gathered on the bank of the lake, pointing at him.

“Arthur!” shouted Merlin, shoving his staff into the water. His chest heaving, a knot tightening in his throat. He fought it back down, choosing instead to bellow, “You great bumbling clotpole, I swear, if this is some kind of trick, if you-“

“You swear what, Merlin?” drawled a voice behind him, and Merlin could have picked that voice out of thousands, unmistakable in its lazy arrogance and gentle humor. “By the gods, you’d think someone had died with the way you’re carrying on.” 

Merlin didn’t dare to turn around. Not now. Not after so very long. He felt Arthur’s hand on his shoulder, the touch cautious, but so very warm and alive. Arthur could feel Merlin’s shoulders trembling, watched the curl of his skinny, white fingers tighten around the staff. Merlin turned abruptly, throwing his arms around his friend and the centuries of grief and loneliness came out of him in a tiny, strangled noise. 

“Merlin, are you-…?” Arthur froze. 

“Just hold me. Please.” Merlin gasped into Arthur’s armor, ignoring the bite of wet, cold steel into his cheeks. His teeth chattered and he shivered violently. 

“Nice to see you too,” and Arthur threw his arms around Merlin, pulling his sodden cloak around them both. “Now. Are we going to stand in a freezing cold lake all day, or did you have something else in mind?”

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Commission for NauticalNymph.  Here it is on my dA.

Ficlet and art inspired by this piece: dA / tumblr.  Thanks to Ptelly! 

Photoshop CS-4 / Wacom Intuos 3. 

EMRYS

Here’s druid!Merlin - I wanted to make him seem a bit more kick-ass than he usually does… so, yes, he’s definitely much more muscular! (I still adore his actual scrawniness!) Anyway, I’ve substituted his red neckerchief for a cloak, and also did some research into Celtic symbols and runes, putting a couple meaningful ones here and there. I maybe should have made him look like he’s actually wearing something besides the cloak and arm brace… Oh well. (MY ART TAG)

Self Evident Truths

S. Ross Browne

Ummm…I am so VERY into this right now!

But Black people in period or fantasy settings totally makes the stories unreal.

Also holy shit I love these.

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS

New favorite thing.