“Judy: Is absolutely sure of the existence of ghosts. Mostly because she can communicate with them, and feels a need to help bring them peace. Nick: Initially only joining for the paycheck, Nick at first dismisses Judy’s claims, but then sees evidence she may be for real. Is slowly starting to be more aware of the supernatural. Also, the crush on the cute bunny helps too. Finnick: They promised him a paycheck. He still doesn’t know why the hell he’s gotta put up with this bullshit, but the paychecks are good, so he guesses he’ll deal with this insanity.”
A commission drawn for Gators97, who asked me to draw Stormy, his Zoona, hanging out with Zieg (my own Zoona) and Nick Wilde ^^ I was really happy that he asked me to add my own little character to the scenery… And since it was a good pretext to train with my new graphic tablet, i decided to realize the art in full colors. I’m really happy with the result
I hope you will like this little surprise, Gators. This is also to thank you for you amazing support, your presence and your kindness
Cap Peggy, Winter soldier Steve, and agent Barnes?
Bucky finds her in the
gym, working her way through her second punching bag and Bucky considers
“Is it true?”
She misses a punch and
“We left him?”
“They wouldn’t give me the
files, but I saw enough.”
Bucky stumbles back until
he hits a wall. “They have him in custody?”
Peggy stops for a moment
and adjusts her gloves before ripping them off. They thud to the floor,
unnaturally loud in the quiet room. “Fury is personally leading the
He curls his knees closer
to him and focuses on his breathing. “What did they do to him?”
“They found twenty-six
boxes detailing what was done to him, James.” Peggy joins him on the floor and
rests her head on his shoulder.
They’d left him. Oh, god, they’d left him. He left Steve. He
hadn’t gone looking. It was his job to look after Steve. He’d promised Sarah he
would. He left Steve and they picked him and pulled him apart.
“I…I-I wanna see him.”
“They won’t let me near
“He tried to kill you. Oh, God, Peg, Steve tried to kill you.”
“Shhhh.” Peggy strokes his
hair before yanking him closer to kiss his temple. “He didn’t mean it. We both
know that. We just have to be patient.”
He scoffs and curls into
Peggy. They’ve each other’s rocks for so long that the lines got blurred a long
time ago. It’s not romantic, but they help each other out. Or maybe this is what romance is. Taking care of each
other. Being with each other. What would he know? The one person he’d ever
loved, he let fall from a speeding train and tried his best to forget for the
past seventy years while he’d actually been tortured by Hydra the whole time.
Peggy rocks him gently
when the tears start falling and he pulls her closer when he hears her sniffle.
“He’ll be okay,” she
whispers to him, to the world, to herself. “He has us and we’ll never let go