Because I’m super proud of it so far, here’s the WIP of a Laurent I’ve been working on~ I haven’t drawing Captive Prince fanart in soooo long, I’m so happy to be drawing this lovely ice prince (KING, SORRY) again!!
But! I’ve not read The adventures of Charls the Veretian cloth merchant yet (just excerpts here on tumblr):<So here is the deal: if you buy me an e-book (at the moment I don’t have a convenient way of purchasing it) I’ll draw you your favourite character from Captive Prince^^ sooooooo anyone interested? (write me a pm)
i’ve been a little artblocked lately so i took dress prompts on twitter! this is the grid i used. ended up with a whole bunch of nicely-dressed lesbians, which im quite pleased about. some of the gowns were edited, combined, or completely made up (laurence) to fit the characters. thanks for continuing to tolerate me.
He is skilled, he is hot-blooded, he collects his bastards like stray kittens - and he is the Prince of Dorne. But even somebody like Damianos Martell can manage to step into a nest of vipers. He did exactly that when he accidentally crippled the eldest Tyrell son, Auguste, in a tournament, pissing off the whole lot of Highgarden. Auguste Tyrell is not only their heir, but one of the last Blackfyres through his maternal line. And some people want to believe it wasn’t an accident at all…
Despite the rumours and his family bearing a deep grudge against the Martells, Auguste and Damianos quickly became friends after the accident. Even his little brother, Laurent, eventually warmed up after endless months of vicious stares. Tyrell’s little rose turns out to be brilliantly witty, more thorns than petals. Yet, he blushes prettily whenever Auguste teases him with an embarrassing childhood story, in which Laurent thought for the longest time (because of the old Targaryen/Blackfyre traditions) he is to marry his own brother as a grown up, telling every adult complimenting him that he is already promised. The Dornish prince cannot help but to grow fond of the brothers.
Years later, Damianos emerges victoriously in another tournament and is to crown his Queen of Love and Beauty. There’s a flood of shocked gasps going through the crowd when he places the winter roses on Laurent Tyrell’s head, the flowers as blue as his eyes. “Why,” Damianos proclaimes, “it’s all the grace and courtesy he deserves.”
Since then, Damianos has had quite the reputation for letting tournaments turn out scandalously!