Meeting Your Maker

We're halfway done with The Education of Mr. Hartnell and we're so, so thrilled to announce that we have A COVER!! Thanks so much to the amazing @meetingyourmaker for the very lovely b&w draft! Can't wait to see the final, colored version next time! XD

The Education of Mr Hartnell is a queer Regency Omegaverse romance between an unlikely Alpha and Omega. Support the Muse and get access to all the full chapters on Patreon!

“Do not speak to me as if we are familiar.”

Hunger flickers across his expression, eyeing her like a nectar-laced blossom, ripe for plucking. He only needs to peel back the petals. “I can be as familiar as you desire, my lady. Just say the word.”

“Give me your name—” she bellows, cheeks burning, “and only your name, serpent!”

At this, he sets his jaw before surging forward in a fluid, gliding motion. Several horses in the stable let out frightened neighs. He leaves no distance between them, till the sheer breadth of him covers her entirety in shadow. He stares down at her haughtily—a look of someone who has lived too long, seen too much.

“Do not shout, child,” he murmurs silkily. A warning. “It’s impolite.”

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presenting the stunning commission by the amazing, talented, wonderful, lovely @meetingyourmaker for my fic dulce periculum which depicts the scene of Death revealing his human form and name as Kylo Ren before the noblewoman Rey. The elements of horses on his robes and the rose borders are fantastic details that Maia translated from my work and her own interpretation and ideas and suggestions—so yes, my dear friends, i can confirm she is a genius!!!!!!!!

please enjoy and share the artist some love too 💕

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There's one on every team.

Drawing the boys has been so much fun! Love them!

a scene from chp6 of my fic the world would divide us that was brought to life by the wonderful and talented @meetingyourmaker and brilliantly showcased the care and longing between Ben & Rey (I AM STILL SOBBING SORRY SORRY!!! 🥹)

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He stops just a hair’s breadth away, caging her in as his hands rest on either side of her.

“I can be quick,” he says quietly. “Can you?” Her eyes widen, realising how he’s twisted her earlier quip. Before she could respond, he shifts again, leaning in close enough till his mouth just hovers over hers, where she could feel his breath skating over her skin. “Yeah?”

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*sound of clanging pots and pans getting closer*