Guys, I’m sorry for the lack of new drawings! But I’m full of tests and very stressed. I’m going to try to find a time to draw a bit, but I’ll probably won’t be back soon. Please be patient.
A little doodle of a smiling Yajiro with a frog hoodie~
Hehe, Thank you nwn
I’m sorry :(
Karkat’s diary, page 19
"Swings" by me
"When Gamzee said he wanted to hang out with Tavros, it sounded like a nice idea, since it’d been a while since Tavros had been visited by someone who wasn’t trying to kill him and keep his hive. Of course things had to end up being more complicated than that, for when he opened the door, Gamzee declared it was a nice night out and they should go outside. Without listening to any protests, Gamzee grabbed hold of one of the armrests of Tavros’ wheelchair and pulled, and before Tavros could react he was already out of his hive, with Gamzee pushing his wheelchair in an indeterminate direction.
What was going to happen to him? He went through a thousand scenarios in his head, but in the end he had to admit that he didn’t think Gamzee would hurt him, so he just sat back and enjoyed the ride, looking around him and half-listening to Gamzee’s talk about miracles. Neither of them seemed to be paying any attention to where they were going, and when Tavros finally did, he noticed he had absolutely no idea of where they were.
“Uh… Gamzee?” he said, looking around uncomfortably, “do you know the way back?”
Gamzee looked around them as well, with a confused look on his face, until he seemed to notice something in the distance and his face broke into a satisfied smile.
“No, but look over there,” he said, pointing at a blurred shape in the distance.
“What’s that?” Tavros said as he squinted. As soon as he finished saying those words, Gamzee started pushing the wheelchair in that direction as fast as he could, and as they got closer the silhouette became clearer until, finally, Tavros could see it was a swing set.
Gamzee’s smile was wide when they reached the structure, but Tavros wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible. No matter how he looked at it, it was a Bad Idea.
“Look at this game in the middle of fucking nowhere. Don’t tell me it’s not a miracle,” Gamzee said as he sat on the nearest swing and kicked the ground to get impulse.
Gamzee started swinging higher and higher, and Tavros looked at him in wonder, wishing he could play as well. Gamzee stopped abruptly and looked at him, then stood and went to Tavros. Before he could react, Gamzee had picked him up and had him sitting on the swing.
“Don’t let go of the fucking ropes,” Gamzee said before softly pushing Tavros.
Soon, Tavros was swinging as high as Gamzee had been earlier, and for a moment he forgot about his legs, about Vriska, about his blood color, about everything that wasn’t the view he got when he reached the highest point of the trajectory and how the wind felt against his face.
Maybe that was what flying felt like. It didn’t matter, because when Gamzee’s hands came into contact with his back to push him again, Tavros felt sure that playing on a swing set was as good as he’d ever imagined flying to be like.”
Written by veto-power-over-fanworks
First place prize for Rosie
Karkat’s diary, page 18 - Halloween special.
Karkat’s dairy, page 17
There are two reasons for this:
-I have to much to study, that is not a big deal, I can study and draw, but…
-I have an art crisis (woah, that sounds so pretentious) and I’m a bit blocked.
But don’t worry, there will be a new page of Karkat’s diary soon. Please be patient.
(Karkat’s diary) Terezi’s dream, page 6 -end of Terezi’s dream-
Second place prize for onyx234