Tee draws.

Modern AU, where Arthur is fascinated by the sparklers, while Merlin is fascinated by Arthur.

“Mr. Reese, is that a grenade you are trying to hang on the Christmas tree?” Harold’s baffled and slightly panicked voice stopped John midway into hanging, well, a grenade on the Christmas tree.

John turned around, amused at the way Harold’s eyes were wide behind his glasses. “Don’t worry, Finch. I am pretty sure it’s a dud.”

“Oh, good. That makes me feel much better.”

Art for PoI Advent Calendar, along with fic. Check it out on Ao3 here.

Person Of Interest Big Bang Art for the wonderful fic Bonds Not Broken. 

This is my second entry for @poi-bigbang as an artist. I was paired with the lovely kakushigo for this one, and their JAG AU is absolutely wonderful.

Story Link: Mr. Finch’s Home for Wayward Assassins. Art Link: Art for Mr. Finch’s Home for Wayward Assassins.

(Click on it for the higher resolution version)

(See on Ao3)

John is a siren, cursed to roam the sea, haunted and alone. But John is drawn to Harold like a moth to a flame. He can’t say away as hard as he tries, and Harold keeps coming back.

Because I should probably be writing my BB fic, of course I chose to draw these idiots kissing instead. 

Smile, dear.

For @littenstinymittens, and her endless love for sad dads! HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETHEART. I hope your coming year is as lovely and sweet as you have.

For those who don’t know what this picture is referring to, and are interested, it’s Bal/Hunith fusion of this scene from Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood.

Drawn for Merlin Telephone Art Game a while back but i was too lazy to make a background and post it.

So here it finally is, with warrior Arthur and Druid/Creature!Merlin.

Things John Reese loves:

The smell of old books in the library, The clacking, monotonous sound of someone typing on the keyboard, The feel of sunlight on his face through the window, The way his heart feels-- like it will burst by so much joy within it, The press of warm’s lips on his forehead, The smell of Sencha green tea, The sweetness of donuts still lingering on his tongue, And Harold.

“Squeeze the juice out of life” is my work colleague’s motto for 2018. On her birthday, I have decided to paint it for her so she can hang it in the office wall.

I drew this for @pornalotfest back in September, and somehow forgot to upload it till now.