Tentative concept art for my protag Jude (via the Pic Crew trend) for the work I want to start posting, Fates Above, a high tech fantasy novel about a warped cast of chosen ones and kicking away from fate. 

aaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS ACT OF CHARITY

it was the meme wasn’t it

Ok ok ok luckily for us I wrote an amazing moment last night and it is flexible enough where you can put in varying amounts of effort depending on how far your generosity goes XD 

Jutting her chin out at me, Mal says, “I’m not letting you off the hook so easily. You,” she continues, pointing a finger at me, “are stuck with me.”

I bite my tongue until she lowers her hand, smirking and thinking she has won. Only when she leans back on the heels of her boots do I reply.

“Correction, Maluka: I have been stuck with you.” Her expression lowers into one of confusion at the past tense. “From this day on, you will be stuck with me.”

I didn’t expect the threat to land, but when Maluka asks, “How so?” her voice is purely cautious. There is no hint of superiority anywhere—a welcome change.

Opening myself to God’s grace for the second time in an hour, I channel the power into my hands and my eyes. I step forward, and watch Maluka step away from me. Her breathing is shallow and her eyes are wide, glancing between my wings held high and my glowing eyes.

“I have tolerated your presence as best I could,” I say, “and allowed you to survive upon the basis that you will not harm my Guarded. Having shown yourself incapable of even that, you will find her now under my full and active protection, specifically against you and your work.”

Straightening my shoulders, I allow my wings to snap open to their full length. They pass through shelves of potted plants, but the effect still causes Maluka to stagger away from me. “Leave now, Maluka of Hell. Return to whence you came, and know that your continued attachment to Nora would be unwise.”

The main takeaway from this excerpt is please draw Olu with wings out and glowing eyes and glowing hands, having a badass moment.

The stages of generosity I imagine to be like... backgrounds (this is taking place in the flower shop where Nora works), and/or a companion shot of Maluka looking terrified and in awe

but these I consider strictly bonuses if you decide to do them, I just want to memorialize the beautiful moment where Olufemi stood up for themself and for Nora :D :D :D

Tell me this wasn’t how The Lost Hero started

🌼🌸 W I L D F L O W E R 🌸🌼

i’ll tell you what i like

“Shut up seaweed brain”