Sharing an excerpt from one of my Bloodweave fics, because I'm kinda obsessed with the idea of Leon and Sebastian teaming up after the events of the game.
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The squares and promenades of Waterdeep were dotted with bonfires that night, each one ringed by revelers trying to stay warm near the flames, their hands clasped around cups of hot mulled wine the many vendors never seemed to run dry of. A man nearby played a concertina, and a few of the stargazers sang along to the well-known tune, cajoling whoever else they could to join in.
A log settled inside the bonfire with a loud crack, and plumes of sparks flew up. There was laughter, cheers. Some folks took a step back. “Daddy, daddy,” came a little girl's voice, “look, fire pixies!”
“Yes, honey bear, I see them.”
She must have been four or five years old. Surely no older than six. Far too young to be up at this hour. But then a night of such magic as this had a way of tickling a child's imagination awake long past their usual bedtime. Well bundled against the chill, she bounced on her father's shoulders as he joined in the song, his breath steaming in the frigid air.
But her eyes were glued to the dancing flames, watching to see if more pixie sparks would come out. And in the glow of the fire, the locks of her hair that had come loose from her hood shone like golden threads. The way hers had at that age.
“Copper for your thoughts.”
Leon glanced over as Sebastian sat down beside him, the night cold enough that even he felt the need to press shoulder to shoulder for some semblance of warmth, and rub his bare hands together.
“I was just thinking how Victoria would have loved a night like this,” Leon told him. “Would that I could have shared it with her, when I'd still had the chance.” She would have been a young woman grown by now. Far too big to bounce on his shoulders, but big enough to drink a toast to the new year with her old dad.
“I'm sorry,” Sebastian said. “I shouldn't have pried—”
“Don't be. It's good to have someone to remember her to.” Even if every time Leon did so, he felt as though another piece of his heart was being carved out with a rusted spoon.
But he clapped a hand on Sebastian's knee to show there were no hard feelings, and forced a smile to his lips as he met the other's eyes, whose usual warning red hue was changed to liquid amber by the firelight.
“The day I no longer wish to speak her name will be the day I've given up.”
“And this swill is supposed to help?” Sebastian reached over to snatch the cup out of Leon's other hand, and gave its contents a dubious sniff. “It can't possibly taste the way you remember it.”
“No,” it was quite horrid, if Leon were honest. Like spiced piss and vinegar. “But it gets the job done. If you drink enough of it.”
That earned him a dark laugh. “Sometimes I forget it wasn't so long ago you were alive.”
Sometimes Leon forgot Sebastian was technically his elder by a century and a half. He still had the manner of an ingenu about him. Perhaps having spent all those years locked in a cell and starved of blood had preserved his innocence to some degree. He had not been forced to debase himself night after night to avoid Godey's rack, or choked down the congealed blood of dead cats which had often passed for Leon's supper.
And yet, if offered his choice of the two, Leon would still choose the path he'd been given, with its illusion of freedom, every time. He could not begin to imagine the hell Sebastian had made it through trapped within those same four walls, somehow with his sanity, and his kindness, intact. Not all of them had been so lucky.
Which made Leon all the more grateful for the very real freedom they had now. Perhaps he did have Astarion to thank for that. A second chance to forge his own destiny, not bound by any master. And what was more, to watch Sebastian rediscover the world that had moved on without him, as if seeing it through new eyes himself. When his wife was taken from him, then his child, Leon had doubted he would ever be able or willing to love another soul again. But sharing the travails of the road, seeking shelter together from the sun day after day, had brought him closer to the man beside him than he could have thought possible four years ago.
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Full story: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61773364/chapters/157924624
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
An adventurer ending bloodweave fic, albeit four years after their adventure was supposed to start. After Arabella lands herself in some hot water at Blackstaff Academy, Gale and Astarion decide there's no better time for a change of scenery.
Part slice of life, part swords and sorcery serial, with special guests and Forgotten Realms lore thrown in along the way.
And plenty of bloodweave dads content, as these two clueless dorks try to navigate raising a teenage sorceress far from home.
Astarion: What would you say to adding a third person to this little relationship?
Gale: What, like a child? Have you met me? I’d make a terrible father! I can barely take care of myself without blowing up, let alone another being. Nope, Gale of Waterdeep is not for parenting! Seriously, The Worst. Possibly second only to you. (lol)
Gale: Why do you ask?
Astarion (backing away slowly): Oh no reason, Halsin was just bored and horny again and I said I’d check, sooo…
Arabella: Can I show him my new spell now?
Astarion: Maybe later, my dear. Keep working on those locks.
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Source Anime: Gundam Wing; characters Trowa Barton and Quatre Raberba Winner
Media: Pen on 8.5x11 computer paper + digital enhancements/corrections, 3-20-22
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any character associated; I also do not earn any financial compensation for this fanart.
Request: Please credit this artist for this work when reposting - thanks!
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Artist Notes:
So, I saw the GW Valentine’s Event 2022 from @thisweekingundamevents at the very beginning of February and thought it would be fun to do something quick and easy inspired by the event, even though I didn’t sign up.
Naturally, my quick and easy idea morphed into a six. fucking. page. comic that didn’t get finished by the end of Valentine’s Day week. Even if the project hadn’t been six pages, my art process is incredibly inefficient, starting with pencil sketches followed by redrawing in ink, then doing tons of cleanup and adding enhancements on the computer – so things always take a lot longer than they should.
I ended up finishing almost everything except pages 4 and 5 by the time Valentine’s week came and went, so since it was a holiday-centric theme and I’d clearly missed the deadline, I dropped the project and figured maybe I’d pick it up next year if I thought about it again.
Then I went on AO3 and started a desperate binge on 3x4 fics, new and old alike, because I can never get enough of these characters when things in life get rough. That got me back to thinking of this comic, that I actually kind of liked doing it and wouldn’t actually mind seeing finished. So now, even though it’s more than halfway through March, I wanted to post this Valentine’s Day comic for any interested and forgiving Gundam Wing 3x4 fans out there.
Please accept this late, short V-Day comic between Trowa and Quatre and an accidental text message that turned out to be their much-needed push in the right direction.
Themes/prompts posted for the GW Valentine's Day Event 2022:
1. Accidental Texts/Voicemails
2. “Dressed to Impress”
3. Snowfall
Also, I finally caved and purchased a drawing tablet (something I’d been thinking about for a while). Maybe now for future projects, once I learn how to use it, I can forgo all the initial steps with pencil, pen, and paper, and work directly on the computer with something other than just my mouse and old decade-old Photoshop… I hate computers (;﹏;)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
For the tenth anniversary of the armistice, the gundam pilots are set to reunite at a cabin Preventer has in the woods. But when Quatre and Trowa find themselves alone there together, the other three delayed by work and weather, they have to wonder if that wasn't the plan all along.
A GW Holiday Gift Exchange 2021 fic for @theboringbluecrayon.
It's a little long (10k, yikes, sorry) but your requests of snow, hurt/comfort, and Quatre and Trowa turned out to be exactly what I really wanted to write this year (thanks, @thisweekingundamevents!) so it sort of snowballed (please forgive the awful pun) and wrote itself.
I hope it pleases. And may your 2022 be full of light and love!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
In which Duo has a plan to spring Quatre from his boring New Year's Eve office party, and they share the spoils—plus a little more.
A very happy new year and very belated @thisweekingundamevents holiday gift for @deathscythehell! 🎉🥂💝 In the spirit of 2x4, may the coming year be both badass and full of kindness.
I’ve wanted Zechs and Noin to make passionate love since they first laid eyes each other! I’m only on episode 17, so nothing has happened between them yet. No spoilers, please! They’re both so gorgeous, and I want them to make beautiful babies. <3
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I’m on episode 18 of Gundam Wing. Heero finally met Zechs face-to-face, and shook his hand (something he’s never done before). I feel an interesting connection between these two. I know Zechs has a lot of respect and admiration Heero, and I think Heero probably feels the same way. But he’s too stubborn to accept Zech’s kindness. Heero’s so damaged that he’s afraid to let people be nice to him. So here’s Zechs breaking through his walls and giving him a much needed hug. I looked up the Japanese language of flowers to decide what to put in the background. Alstroemerias symbolize friendship and devotion. Azaleas mean “take care of yourself”, which is something Heero really needs to learn how to do. Daffodils symbolize respect, and I think their respect for each other as mobile suit pilots might be the key to helping Heero heal.
I was internet-less for something like a month… so all I had was my phone and ff.net. So I did what any sane person would do and reread this old 60+ chapter fic about Quatre & Dorothy. And made a few sketches. HURRAY!!!
Also, I have a dress similar to that. I usually wear leggings under it, but not Dorothy.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
They say it’s what counts. But Wufei would like to know just what Duo was thinking, meeting him at the spaceport with a big bouquet of flowers.
A GW Holiday Gift Exchange fic for @lemontrash. Thank you for your delightful prompts. This was the first 2x5 I’d written in many, many years and this experience, and your character insights, have made me fall in love with these two all over again.
Also big thanks to @thisweekingundamwing @thisweekingundamevents for putting it all together!
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A bonus gift for @expewrites: (thank you for rewatching Gundam Wing with me from your time zone and bringing me back into the fandom ❤️). Based on my HC of what might happen years later in your story: Just a Perfect Day.
@thisweekingundamevents thank you for organizing the gift exchange!
I had a blast with the rewatch and I’m so glad we got sucked back into GW together. 💖 A thousand thanks for this wonderful surprise! I love them and your HC!
I love it so much!!!!! The color on the horizon and shapes in the foreground are so ghostly, but the feeling is so safe and warm.
You know what it reminds me of??? The lake Quatre plays with the dogs by when he and Heero get back to Earth and he’s thinking about Trowa, hoping Trowa’s still alive.
This gives me all the “the universe is vast but I’ll always return to you” feelings I’m always searching for with these two. ToT Thank you so so much, friend!!!
