I have been working on this since yesterday when I read a great fanfiction by @scifellhell, a story that revolves around Scifell in a school setting.
I couldn’t help myself.
I just had to.
This is only part one of two, the Tumblr has a limit on how many pictures you can put in a single post, sorry about that. (^^“)
Just two parts, mostly because I feel kind of bad for illustrating a story that doesn’t belong to me, and I wouldn’t want to displease the original great author who made it. Also, because I’m starting school again this Thursday, and I wouldn’t be able to post more comic versions of the story even if I wanted to. It’s a lot of work, even without using color!
But right now, I’m happy with this. Because I love drawing comics. It’s my absolute favorite thing to do. I enjoy myself too much when it comes to doing something I like doing.
Also. It’s Scifell.
Did I ever mention that I absolutely LOVE Scifell?
Their shows are world-class. They’re masters of their field. Their world is rich with color and they live, breathe, and b l e e d showmanship, decadence, extravagance.
is flawless on any tightrope. He can unicycle across it, walk on his
hands, dance across it, whatever. Kylo swears he knows the secret to it.
‘Of course he can. There’s an invisible rod stuck so far up his ass
that he couldn’t possibly fuck up his precision, even if he wanted to.‘
can tame any animal. It doesn’t even matter, Kylo will stare into the
eyes of the fiercest creature and be best friends with it in 2 minutes
flat. Hux likes to say that it’s because ‘wild recognizes wild’. ’You’re one of them,’ Hux tells Ren constantly, with barely concealed derision. ’Of course they’re nice to you.’
All derision aside, they do make a spectacular union when they come together for an aerial display,
whether its flying via trapeze, or seduction suspended from the peak of the Big Top in jewel-toned
ribbons, but they compete for popularity and the spotlight more
viciously than anyone knows. Hux swears he will be the next Ringleader to replace Snoke and Kylo isn’t about to let him just take that
title. Kylo remains a threat; he eats and breathes fire, and thoroughly captivates his audience with an
allure of dark, dangerous charm. He owns two panthers that he loves as if they
were his own children–Kyber and Krystal are breathtaking to watch with
Kylo directing them. Even Hux stands transfixed to watch Kylo’s grandeur sometimes,
though he’s seen hundreds of Kylo’s acts, night after night.
the lights go out and the crowds disperse, and the scent of sparks and
sweet confections hang heavy in the air, they tend to fall prey to the
temptations of their own private dance, ready to exhaust the adrenaline
of the stage on one another. Powered by the highs of electric atmosphere
and deafening applause, together they’re a masterpiece not meant for the
public eye. Kylo is certain Hux could make a fortune as a solo
contortionist, if the performance beneath the sheets is anything to go
by, and he loves the fire of Hux’s hair gripped in his fists or twining round his fingers far more
fervently than any flame he commands on a stage. All the while, Hux grows addicted to how it feels to tame every square inch of the wildest force he knows. The industry is their playground, but ironically their best grandstanding is done in the dark. ~
-punkguchi’s very very softly- Idek but I really wanted to do this for a long time cuz @yankasmiles is a really nice person and I still really love all that you do even though I practically dived off the planet when I’m now at another crossroads. Thank you for all you created.
I hope she’s doing well. Also the fandom. Have my very apologetic (but was very fun doing) baby yam yams
Also can I just say that yams needs MORE LOVE. PLEASE.
There once was a piemaker who had gift, a touch that brought the dead to life. The gift followed this rules : touch a dead thing once, alive. Touch a dead thing twice, dead again, forever. Keep a dead thing alive for more than a minute, and something else has to die.