garden of eden.

And you command me

consensually annoyed.

4/5 interior illustration for Assassin’s Quest!!

Spend hours deciding on how to draw Beloved’s face just to lighten everything up in end 🫠 But honestly I like this version better, it has more emotional weight in it, I think, and better visualises of how Skill and this whole merging of souls might feel like idk (if you ever merged souls with someone let me know if I did a good job of illustrating it lol). The whole composition was inspired by Beloved’s realisation of Fitz’s true feelings towards him and just in general the feeling of truly knowing someone from deep inside, like a fog finally clearing and you can see a full picture. For someone who self-gaslights a lot (not pointing finger at you, Fitz) knowing something or someone’s feelings for certain would mean a great deal, hence, this illustration is much warmer than others.

Also, chronologically this illustration is supposed to be the last one but the last one that I’m gonna to share is double page spread so it made more sense (for me) to leave it for the end 🤷🏽

me downloading procreate my damn self because there’s no fanart of this book yet (i’m literally only 53 pages deep so i can’t be too creative yet; this art is just based on the phenomenal cover that allured me in barnes and noble.)

genuinely if there’s any youtube videos/channels yall recommend for procreate tutorials please lmk and be nice this my first digital fanart and idk where anything is on this app. like i fr figured out layers were a thing right at the end of drawing this.

For a moment, our gazes held as we mingled in unity. One person. We had always been one person. Nighteyes had voiced it long ago. It was good to be whole again. I used our strength to pull myself up, to press his brow to mine. I did not close his eyes. Our gazes locked. I felt my frightened breath against his mouth. “Take your body back from me,” I bade him quietly. And so we passed, one into the other, but for a space we had been one. The boundaries between us had melted in the mingling. “No limits,” I recalled him saying, and suddenly understood. No boundaries between us.