Husband and his pillow princess 💕
I had this old half finished FlutterCord drawing sitting in my 2018 folder. As a warm up today I finished it.
What if, and hear me out-
Narrator: You come to your bedroll, ready to sleep away the day's adventure, but pause.
1.) Think of the Emperor, focus on it and hope it notices.
2.) Go to sleep. It's been a long day.
Narrator: You feel the Emperor's attention turn to you. It seems to be weary as well, but you have its attention.
1.) Good night, love.
2.) Any chance you'd like some company tonight?
3.) It's over. I just want you to know that officially.
The Emperor: Good night, my love.
Narrator: You feel a pleasant shiver of adoration bleed through you. Your face grows flush as you can practically feel various tentacles caressing you. It fades, though you hold to the feeling as you finally settle down for the night.
2.) Any chance you'd like some company tonight?
The Emperor: I would, but I must conserve my strength and focus on keeping you from becoming one of my own kind- no matter how magnificent of a mind flayer you would make.
The Emperor: Sleep well, my love.
The Narrator: You feel a rush of adoration bleed through you, as well as newfound exhaustion. Finally, you bed down for the night, though your dreams are not nearly as refreshing as you had hoped for.
3.) It's over. I just want you to know that officially.
Narrator: You feel the mind flayer search your mind, a deep sense of dread and desperation sweeps over you, though it is just as quickly shoved aside, hidden. You now feel nothing, save for your own conviction.
The Emperor: I see. A pity, but we still need one another regardless of the nature of our relationship. An ally you still are to me, and I to you. Nothing more.
Narrator: His attention falls away from you, and you are left alone, to bed down and get well earned rest.
s02e05 The Ball
I'm so happy season 2 ended here and nothing else happened whatsoever!
I’m only posting this as a middle finger to WHATEVER BIT OF MY BRAIN WON’T LET ME DRAW TODAY.
5 fricking hours i’ve been fighting it.
Someone on twitter suggested these fits for these two 😍
John/Bruce. Vigilante Route. AU where Bruce tells John he loves him.
Bruce leans heavily against the doorframe as he stares at John’s back. He’s facing away from Bruce, standing in front of his collection of photos. Bruce sees the selfie from the funeral, both him and John smiling at the camera, and wishes they could go back to that, back to that easy connection that formed so quickly between them. But as he watches John’s shoulders shake with borderline hysterical laughter, he knows it won’t ever be the same despite how much he wants it to be.
“I was such an idiot. I was so busy looking at you. Admiring you. Wanting to be like you.”
John’s voice is rough with…anger? Hurt? Bruce isn’t sure. John’s shoulders slump and his head drops as he looks away from the photos to the ground. Bruce wants to tear his cowl off and stride over to John and hold him, wants to be held by him. He hates that they’ve come to this and he hates that he doesn’t know if they can come back from it.
“Be loved by you.”
But I do, John. I do love you. I love you so much, it scares me.
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