He bested the heroes, killed the defenders, overtook the world. Then he killed the narrator and he was the villain no more. - Vijayendra Mohanty; Riley Rachelle - professional dreamer with a personal vendetta against reality
I'm delighted to drop this new artwork, commissioned by the wonderful team at Del Rey Books to celebrate the upcoming release of AGNES AUBERT’S MYSTICAL CAT SHELTER by Heather Fawcett!
I was grateful to read an early copy from Del Rey Books to deep-dive into Heather's crafted new world, and I'm not exaggerating when I say this was my TOP read at the end of last year. This was the first time I've wanted a stand-alone to not be a stand-alone, as Agnes and Havelock and all of the shelter kitties are my new obsession.
In the book, Agnes Aubert is on the search for a new space after her cat shelter was collaterally damaged by a spontaneous magician's street duel. She ends up unwittingly leasing a new space from Havelock Renard, the First Dark Mage who infamously almost caused the apocalypse -- a worst case scenario for Agnes when magic is outlawed. Agnes is adamant on keeping her cats safe and her charity sensible, but soon her no-nonsense policies clash with Havelock's stubborn personality and his precarious dealings in magic, bringing the attention of the authorities and other unexpected magical dangers to her doorstep.
Please sit down and enjoy this cozy fantasy set in 1920's Montréal, packed with bejeweled magicians, magical pastries, and the ultimate cat distribution system!
AGNES AUBERT’S MYSTICAL CAT SHELTER is available everywhere books are sold on February 17!
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One of my wonderful online friends asked me if there was a chance I'd make these two kiss, so I made a doodle. And because many of my other - equally wonderful - online friends share the fondness for this pairing, the doodle got a little out of hand. So, this one is for you all. 💞🐸
Some in between stages. Can you guess which encounter these two have just beaten?
Another drawing I did of my oc Beth with jaal 🫣💖 (no she isn’t a Ryder)
It started as practice on how to draw wisterias and ended with them smooching 🥺💖 I truly miss drawing them, I used to be able drawing jaal so easily and now it feels like I can’t anymore 😭💔 need to start practicing again 💔
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I can't wait for the Season 3 trailer and Season 3 itself! 🌸💖 Even though I've read the manga, I'm still completely in love with the anime. I hope this season is just as amazing as the previous two. Thank you for bringing this beautiful story to life. 🪷🌙💕 (◕ᴗ◕✿)
Rook: I heard you threw out Viago’s snake.
Lucanis: He told you that?!
Rook: No, I heard him cursing when he thought he was alone.
Lucanis: That was years ago.
Rook: I didn’t think you had it in you!
Lucanis: It never happened. It was a dream he had.
Rook: Oh, well that’s disappointing. But not surprising.
Lucanis: How so?
Rook: You doing nothing and Viago catastrophizing? That’s every day of my life.
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They like spending time with one another. When she first started making her rounds it was to get to know her crew, and then it turned into realizing she genuinely enjoyed talking to these people. Maybe Garrus is, well, not quite abrasive, but he did need a few edges smoothed out a little. And he took to it—really took what she said to heart, and then she started asking questions. Got to know him. Asked how he got started with C-Sec, how long he'd been a detective for. Some are things she could have easily found by consulting files, but there was something so impersonal in that. It had thrown him at first, but he’d answered her questions with ease.
Then they started getting a little more personal and less work related, both of them. He asked what she was humming once, and she asked for any suggestions for dumb vids to watch for a distraction. I could join you, he said, and then immediately tried to walk it back. Too forward, and then she'd tilted her head and told him to meet her at shift change. And then suddenly that found the two of them hunkered down beside the Mako with a vid she’s never heard of and one he’s started to overthink. They sit side by side, legs stretched across the floor, and she comments damn, she didn't realize how long they were compared to hers and it pulls a laugh from him.
There’s a shift to friendship, and maybe that’s the starting point, and then they reach Virmire, then Ilos. Then there’s a moment of fear when they think she’s been crushed after that fight with Saren, only for her to come crawling out of the wreckage. They celebrate after, because of course they do, and maybe he’s just this shade of having a few too many and she might regret that last shot, but she leans against him, pressed into his space that makes their shuttle bay watch party pale in comparison. He has to lean down to hear her ask Do you have any more vids? That last one was terrible. He glances at her and says You asked for something bad, you can’t complain about that and she laughs, head back and he almost reaches out to keep her steady, even if she doesn’t need him for that.
They part ways after, for him to go back to C-Sec and her to trail across the galaxy, and he spends more time than he wants thinking he should have gone too. Movie night when I swing by the Citadel again? she sends him, and he says, Drinks are on me.
He spends two years with the three titles he had picked out for her collecting proverbial dust. He doesn’t watch them. He finds himself missing her presence and the budding ease to the friendship—the Commander too, yes, but he misses Shepard. Her memorial is nice in the way state ones are, but it misses all the nuances of who Shepard was as a person, he thinks. There’s a pack of levo beer in his fridge, and it stays there as he leaves for Omega. When he sees her again, somewhere between the haze of adrenaline and stims and preparing himself for death, a smart quip dies, choked back by the blood in his throat. He’s never seen fear on her before, and that’s what he remembers before he comes to again with Chakwas telling him to take it easy.
Shepard is different, there but not. The line of her spine is altered, same with the slant of her shoulders. She glances to him like she’s surprised to see he’s still there, and he watches the way she flits across the Normandy, relearning a ship that’s hers but isn’t. She makes her rounds but something feels just slightly off about it—like the time he moved his kitchen table a few inches to make room for a new couch and it changed the feel of his entire apartment.
He waits, until he knows this ship, until he’s certain she’s not leaving again, and then as Shepard makes her rounds toward the tail end of her shift, he says, Shepard, fingers hovering over his console. He hears her pause, the muted thud of the toe of her boot hitting the floor. She’s close enough to him still she hasn’t set off the door mechanism. He turns to find her looking back at him, twisted at the waist, and he moves to face her fully. What do you... he starts and shakes his head. She moves, both feet planted on the floor. It’s been a while since I’ve found the time to watch a bad vid and could use the company. Only if you’re free, of course. She looks at him, scars an angry and violent reminder of her being dragged back into existence, and for the first time he finds himself wanting to reach for them, to cup to the ones on her cheek and press against them until they scald his palm, too. They flex when she smiles, the first real one he's seen since Omega. Drinks are on me.
Nekokurage should have my first born for this page because having Shishou see the former emperor in Jinshi is so scrumptious. How many of the older generation look into the Moon Prince’s face and see a ghost? Hell, how often do his own family members and aides look at him and see a monster staring back?
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