Daily doodles batch (make-up edition) from Mar 23rd - Mar 29th

Mar 23 - A fire elemental that is a mentor to my player's Fire Genasi Monk. It was recently discovered that he is not a small talking flame.

Mar 24 & 25 & 26 - Character sketches for a VERY small game. We got a princess, a faerie and a witch (aka the best character). *I added color between posting on twitter and posting here

Mar 27 - Basically a gijinka based on this tweet [link]

Mar 28 - Doodles of not-FE princess to see how she'd look w/ some vars & short hair (real daily draw was a bunch of devmap roughs)

It’s strange, watching seasons change. They did so once of their own accord, to me, for reasons I understood. Now they do so, sometimes, for little reason at all...

It was a quiet morning, as calm rains fell on orange leaves. Occasional leaves floated to the green grass below and offered a showcase of the autumn season’s early stages.

Should I visit my brother, I’ll see trees of green. My father, trees covered in snow. The two live in lands where seasons are scarce, and changes are subtle at best. They don’t control this, yet they choose it.

The red-headed woman sipped on her tea, and leaned back. Her porch swing creaked just quietly enough that the gentle patter of rain was sometimes enough to cover it. Birds weren’t chirping, the babies were asleep, and this early morning gave peace that brought Cress back into a reflective mood.

Summer turns autumn here... sometimes because we choose. When we want the leaves to fall, we ask for it. When we think it’s time for snow, the sisters oblige. It happens every year on schedule, but what would happen should the people call for something different? A snowstorm mid-summer? Would it be the blossoms blooming after an ice storm? Or should they call for something new entirely? Could we make trees of blues and yellows, grass of golden browns to go with leaves of pink and white-

“You’re lost again.” The front door opened for just a second; just long enough for Kasumeii to step out. How long had Cress been thinking? Had she gone another hour, two, had time escape-

“Aaand lost again...” She laughed this time, and stepped over to give her lover a smooch on the head. “You should probably not work today. You won’t get anything done on a mood like this.”

Cress surrendered a hand from her lap to put it on Kasumeii’s, resting them on her shoulder. It was then that she remembered: she had previously held her tea cup with both hands. Where did-

-oh. What tea was left was now in her lap, and out of the cup. She sighed and started to get up, but was pushed back down by her other who now joined her on the swing.

With a silent, gentle motion, Kasumeii leaned her head over on top of Cress’ shoulder. “Thank you for autumn.”

She knew the credit was not hers to take, but she didn’t reject this. Instead, she turned her head just enough to plant a soft kiss on Kasumeii’s cheek. “The seasons change for you.”

Three little words. They had crossed his mind so many times since realizing. When she smiled at him like he hung the moon and stars in the sky just for her. When she had rescued him from that terrible nightmare on that Oil Rig. That night, after the first time and every single one since.

Never had had he actually said them out loud.

What a match I am half-doomed and you're semi-sweet

Montan x Justin -> Dewblossom

Montana x Joseph -> Molotov Cocktail

Montana x Jospeh x Justin -> Flamming Appletini

Montan x Lucy -> Neon Flame

Lucy belongs to @mistfallenjoyer

Joseph belongs to @dinosaurvalley