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Artwork and writing by non binary uk creator Harrie (they/he).
This blog is mostly for fan art and wips I’d love some feedback on, and a place to quietly hoard things I like.
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Six Sentence Sunday

Hi lovelies. I kinda overshared when I started writing this post so I'm sticking it below the cut in case that's just not something you have the ability or desire to engage with right now.

Here is a little excerpt from Monsters. I am such a sucker for friends to lovers, these sweet boys are so precious to me. They're about 14 in this scene.

Baz's eyes are narrow, all his focus on the task as if he’s trying to keep his gaze from meeting mine. Each motion is sharp and deliberate as a knife. His brow is so low. He seems … angry.  I reach out and touch his cheek, almost like his mother did earlier. I keep it very light. Just enough to nudge his chin up; just so he’ll look at me. When he does, his sharply furrowed brow melts into something with curves. His eyes are too wide, and I recognise that look. It’s the same as the one he gave the injured rabbit years ago. The one he couldn’t help. “What’s next?” I ask, instead of, “What’s wrong?”

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Such a heartfelt SSS. Having followed your incredible work in the fandom for a few years, Artsyunderstudy you are basically like a celebrity to me!

Thank you for sharing about your mental health stuff. It’s very relatable and it sucks you’re having a rough time. It’s hard not to pressure yourself to work more than you have the energy for- I’ve realised this especially since starting my fics for corb 24. I wanted so badly to be able to post chapters on a regular basis. I’m having to train myself to accept that I need rest from work and hobbies alike. It’s very frustrating but will hopefully mean I’m less burnt out this year 🤞😬

Reminder to everyone- Be kind to yourself and know you’re appreciated 💙

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I’ve not done an end of year round up before, but here goes! Thank you @monbons and @iamamythologicalcreature for the tags, and @aristocratic-otter for the encouragement. Seeing everyone’s roundups has been really wholesome and enlightening. 

I often don’t give my successes much space for celebration as they tend to get drowned out by the noise of all my mental health difficulties, so this is an exercise in acknowledging the good things from 2024, as well as allowing space for the things I’ve struggled with (while trying not to sound too jaded and cynical 😅). This is a long one so everything is under the cut.

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nausikaaa

Six Sentence Sunday Monday

okay, yes, it's technically tuesday, but i wanted to share and didn't get time to write anything yesterday, but sat down and got out 1600 words tonight, yay!

here's a new POV for my wip, Helenus. ramble under the cut about him because he's very overlooked in most media avoid the Trojan war, and i am incapable of shutting the hell up about my interests once i get going.

but i'll pop the six sentences here for convenience's sake. they're from a flashback to when Astyanax, the main character, was born.

Astyanax came into the world just as the day’s fighting wound to a close, and apparently Andromache pushed aside the midwives and even my mother, and insisted on getting up and taking their son to meet his father, fresh off the battlefield, herself. I saw her shuffle to the gates as they opened, clutching the tiny baby to her chest, half dressed and looking exhausted, but glowing with joy nonetheless. I turned away as Hector cried out and rushed to embrace them both. All the soldiers cheered at the sight, their morale momentarily buoyed by the arrival of the little prince.
Hector actually named him Scamandrius, but all the people swiftly took to calling him Astyanax, lord of the city. They saw him as a symbol of the future, and placed all their hopes in him.

“Apollo has a bit of a micromanagement problem” 😂😂😂

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Breaking up with your partner, going to live in a cave, starting a cult, blending with the fabric of the universe to become a god— honestly the lengths a girl has to go to grow out her hair and avoid people seeing that awkward half way stage.

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Jon and Tim’s argument in episode 65 is very good and well written but also the sass is hilarious to me. Especially the part where Tim just starts complaining about everyone else in the archives

Tim: Elias doesn’t care!

Elias looking at his nails: Yeah of course I don’t.

Tim: Martin just wants a tea party!

Martin with a full tea party set up looking utterly offended: HOW dare you speak to me like that!

Tim: And Sasha…

Not-Sasha sitting in a blood circle with her head turned 180 degrees around: What did I do?!

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Six Sentence Sunday

I'm back so soon, but I wrote more words that I liked, and I thought maybe other people might like them too, and I figured that sharing some might help me keep going with this fic.

The deadline is looming and I'm still only in the setup part of the story. Short one-shot writers: How the fuck do you do it?

I already feel like I've done less research than I'd like, and am ignoring a lot of questions I'd usually want answered, in order to just get to the point already. It feels a bit like going down a hill on a bicycle. I'll get to the bottom, I'm just not sure what state I'll be in when that happens.

In any case, I have exactly six sentences to share! (It was going to be 5, but then I figured I may as well throw in an extra one, as a treat)

They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so obviously Baz and Shep would have slightly different ways of describing Simon...

Has Eros himself descended to the mortal realm to dwell amongst us? His skin adorned with freckles and his face crowned with tortured bronze curls? What manner of fiend would dare to torment such a beautiful creature? Whoever is on the other side of that phonecall deserves to have Cerberus throw them around like a chew toy.
I have a brief, but utterly mad thought that he would be welcome to lay his head in my lap so I could stroke his hair.

Baz being dramatic? Perish the thought... What does Shep have to say?

He looks remarkably like a golden retriever that's been possessed by an angry chihuahua.

Keeping it real, as always.

I hope y'all have a good week. To quote my dad, (who was quoting Steven Spielberg), "don't let 'em torture you Gertie"

No pressure tags incoming in 3...2...1...

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Six Sentence Sunday

I remembered! Yay! I swear I always aim for WIP Wednesday and never get to it in time.

Thank you for all the lovely tags this week @that-disabled-princess @iamamythologicalcreature @orange-peony @thewholelemon it's alway such a pleasure seeing what everyone is up to!

This week I took a break from working on my longer fics to indulge in a little one shot that has been floating amongst the junk of in brain for a while. In a very unusual move (for me) I actually finished it too!

Here are six sentences from it (Baz's POV) and you can read the rest here.

Our kitchen is full of the delicious smell of pancakes. But currently it resembles the inside of a peanut butter jar. (Technically we don’t have jars of it anymore, Simon gets through it so quickly I’ve started buying it by the tub.) Globs of it are splattered across the countertop, over the kettle and up the wall. The cupboards haven’t gotten off lightly either. Nor has my hand-tufted rug from Anthropologie (this is why we can’t have nice things).

Peanut Butter is rated T, word count: 1,256

No pressure tags with love, just to say hi and you're awesome, under the cut 💕

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write weird shit. Write indulgent au fanfiction and self insert fics. Write creepy horror scenes and random character crossover dialogue. Write in a different genre. Write that sex scene that you know won’t make the cut. Write about sentient furniture turning into werewolves that try to date your MC. Write whump or hero/villain fic. Write your kink. Write your worst nightmare. Write your delusions of power and fantasies of control. Write whatever the fuck you feel like. Write whatever comes to mind. You don’t have to share it with anyone (but you can). Your writing impulses don’t define your morality anymore than your reading preferences, and actually going outside your comfort zone will improve your writing skills (making a horrifying villain sympathetic requires good characterization). Even if it doesn’t improve your skills, that’s still something you created out of nothing. It’s still valuable. Don’t let purity culture kill your creativity. That’s how culture stagnates. That’s how writing stops being fun.

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dduane

Tell the universe your truth.

...That's it. Just do that. That's the thing it wants most to hear from you.

I'm not going to pretend that everything will get better for you when you do that. There are no guarantees. But you will have done an important thing: maybe the most important thing.

And you'll also have done what gods do: you'll have made something out of nothing. ...Which is fun. :)

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fettuccin-e

I hope fanfiction writers know that I think of them like celebrities

I literally scream a little bit whenever one of them interacts with a comment i made on one of their posts like they are literally famous in my mind

thank you fanfiction writers you are literally sometimes the only thing keeping me alive 

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Carry On Countdown, Day 1: Creature

(Quotes from "Wayward Son" and "Any Way the Wind Blows" by @rainbowrowell)

My first ever @carryon-countdown! I immediately saw this image in my mind when I read the prompt for day 1.

SOME ADDITIONAL THOUGHTS (below the cut)

Rereading Wayward Son and this art hits SO HARD. Simon is carrying around the embodiment of his trauma on his back. And exactly like with trauma, he wants to get rid of his wings and tail, he doesn’t want other people to see them, he feels different and wrong and even his friends don’t know how to help him cope aside from covering them up for him, pretending nothing has changed. It’s so heartbreaking and poignant and I’m so HAPPY Simon, Baz and Penny are given books 2 and 3 to explore and (start to) come to terms with their trauma. Simon might not explicitly accept his wings, but he does learn to be gentle with them and how to give them space and that he doesn’t always have to hide them- especially from the people who love him. Baz treats them kindly (minus the tail pulling but we all know Simon was pretty into that) and accepts Simon as a whole, complete with his trauma/dragon parts in the same way that Simon accepts him as a man and a vampire.

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Spicy Saturday

Thanks for the Friday tag @youarenevertooold! I'm not even going to pretend it's Sunday either. This is my fandom experience and I get to choose when I post my WIPs 🥰

I have written over 10k this week. Maybe 12k. I have never written so many words in my life. Ruthari has a chokehold on me. Season seven has a chokehold on me. Here's something from each of my WIPs!

From a 5+1 fic of Runaan trying to find peace:

"It's been a while since we've been camping."
Runaan laughs, rolling onto his side. Ethari matches his position, head a mere few inches from Runaan's.
Runaan leans forward, kissing him softly, slowly. Ethari moans.
"Oh, we should go camping more often."

From my fic where Runaan learns to crochet for Ethari:

"What's the point? My hands were never made to create, only destroy." He raises his head, regarding his hands with [anguish]. "What if... What if I mess this up? What if my next victim is my own husband—?"
"Stop."

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Runaan moans softly, sliding his arms around Ethari's waist. They're interrupted by a pointed cough.
"Not in my back room, boys."
Flushing, they part and head over to sit with Ameria at the table. She smirks.
"Plenty of time for that at home."

From that smutfic where Ethari has his way with Runaan:

I love that we’re all equally terrible at posting on a schedule. WE SHALL NOT BE TAMED!!

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