I'll Punish You In High Heels
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I was given a prompt table by @coppercrane2
Here is "Who Are You?"
Nothing made sense.
She was in a well-appointed room. The food and drink that were brought to her were both generous and near-gourmet. The clothes provided were comfortable, though a few of the pieces hanging in the closet were almost suitable for entertaining royalty–not that she ever would.
Visitors came regularly. Some would sit quietly with her, demanding nothing. Others brought games: from card games to chess to video games. Some played music. Some read to her. Some talked so much, so fast, so happy-seeming, that she wondered how any one person could hold that many words.
But none of them answered the one question that haunted her. The question she asked the person in the mirror every day. “Who are you?”
There was one visitor she looked forward to seeing the most. The woman was tall and elegant, timeless. She seemed wise and was content to sit in silence most times. Sometimes, though, she would tell stories. Fantastic stories from “before there was an earth or a moon.” Stories of a time “not quite yet” that sounded almost utopian–if one did not truly listen. Stories of a moon princess who dared love an earthen prince. Stories of gods and of dinosaurs and of realms beyond the stars. Stories of a priestess who lost her self trying to save the world.
For some reason, the timeless woman seemed saddest when she told those last stories.
And for some reason, those last stories were the ones she most longed for and dreaded to hear.
She woke to fingers combing her hair, gentle, tentative. She did not need to open her eyes to know it was the timeless woman.
“Please, come back to me.”
Come back? She hadn’t gone anywhere. She never tried to, but she was certain she could not if she did try. Whatever else this was, she knew it was a jail.
Rather than feigning sleep–though she wanted to if that would keep the feeling of the gentle, loving touch–she opened her eyes. “I’m right here.”
The timeless woman’s smile was sad. “Part of you is.”
That made even less sense. She was all here. Where else could she be?
“Come back to you…” The words, the plea, had been personal. She looked at the timeless woman, and the other could not hide sadness, knowledge, or serenity from her. She asked a question she had not dared to ask any of the others before. “Who are you?”
The timeless woman did not answer at first. After a moment, she nodded slightly and then pressed lips to her forehead. “When you know who you are, you’ll know who I am.”
“How?”
Would she give her answers? Finally, some clue?
“Stop punishing yourself.”
When the timeless woman left, she moved to stand before the mirror. She carded fingers through her long red hair. “Who are you?” There was, of course, no answer. “Who am I?”
I'll Punish You In High Heels
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The best thing you will see today!
Second piece for the prompt list, and a rare M/K piece from me. This time the prompt was "Sunshine/Grumpy," and how could I not?
Though this IS pretty similar to an RJ piece I did a long, long while back, (itself based on a meme,) the concept was too good to pass up, imho.
Source: rebeccarpalmer.com
LET’S DRAW!
Working on this Usagi and Mamoru piece for @usamamoweek2023 and it’s also for a collab I did with @vchanny-og last year.
Working on this some more today, drop in and say hello!
Aaaaand streaming again!
Pairing: Rei/Jadeite
Rating: T, suggestive themes and swearing
Summary: A terse encounter with Raye's father leaves Jonah and Raye in a new, albeit familiar, situation.
A/N: Started this for the Sen/Shi discord prompt table, but had another idea for a connected series. Now it's just Raye and Jonah's epilogue.
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“Absolutely not.”
“Why? It’s a great idea!”
Raye had to fight a giggle -- an actual, godforsaken giggle, what was the world coming to? -- at Jonah's indigence even as he kept his mouth practically glued to her throat.
They were in a very precarious position, truth be told, making out in her office like a pair of horny teenagers. Despite having drafted up the proper paperwork with Molly in HR as soon as things turned real between them, and despite being nothing but professional around their colleagues since then, the last thing they needed was someone walking in on them.
Or worse yet find them banging in her bathroom, as Jonah had so charmingly suggested. Granted he had been slightly more careful with his wording, but the sentiment remained the same. Especially with his lips sucking a red mark against her collarbone, and his hand diving under the hem of her shirt to seek out bare skin.
"We both know my father is looking for any excuse to have you fired. Pretty sure sexing up his daughter during office hours would do nicely on the termination papers."
"Westerberg would have an aneurysm if your dad fired me, and as much of a bastard as he is, I don't think your dad wants any blood on his hands."
That did earn a giggle from Raye, despite her best efforts.
"Finally," Jonah sighed against her skin. "Getting you to laugh is like pulling teeth sometimes."
Sketchy sort of day, this was one of the few that turned out somewhat decent.
Four days. four days. I don't know what to do with myself, now.
Done for the SenShi server's Prompt Table challenge. First prompt: Summer Festival, featuring my AU versions of (left to right) Zoicite, Makoto, Nephrite, Jadeite, Rei, and Ami having a battle at the fair shooting games. Also went extremely 90s with for Reasons, and don't regret it at all.
Overall, though, this was largely an experiment. I'm trying to get more comfortable with 'messy' art (ironically, i used to use a style similar to this but ended up toning it back down...) again, and play around with backgrounds/perspective.
Commission link is in the source.
Source: artistree.io
LET’S DRAW!
Working on this Usagi and Mamoru piece for @usamamoweek2023 and it’s also for a collab I did with @vchanny-og last year.
I’ve been saying to @sailorfailures for literally YEARS that I wanted to draw the girls (I was literally about to say scouts, my inner 12 year old purist is screaming) referenced from an actual 90s fashion editorial thing, and I finally did it. Because Naoko always had such a good eye for fashion and it seemed natural to put the - I’m gonna say it!! - scouts in that vibe. Also the personalities of the original models were too on point even though it’s literally the same 3 girls superimposed?! This totally started out as a joke/fun thing and then I got a little carried away…
I rule this city from the shadows
Even the police and gangs are afraid of me
I hold their weaknesses in my hands
last week I made some Pride badges for @antivanruffles and her coworkers, and after a thought decided to put them up on redbubble because... why not? They're pretty darn cute, if I say so myself. So here's the link. They're being offered as mugs, stickers, and magnets, in a variety of flags (not just the ones featured here.)
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Magical fighting girls (& cats) this Saturday night at Qpopshop. Here’s my piece - printed onto Polaroids and mounted on corkboard.
Started this as a simple dance illustration, and halfway through thought it might make an interesting homage to that infamous panel in Casablanca Memories. Trying out some new things here and there, too, but idk how it's working yet.
It's gorgeous!
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“What are you doing? Why are you fighting me!?”
Endymion and Kunzite at the fall of the Silver Millennium