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FAR CRY 5 HOLIDAY EXCHANGE 2019 ART

Jacob x Em fluff for

@dolphinitley

that makes me so happy, thank you so much for dropping a note! :D 💗

I’m gonna do this for Sheridan! ❤️❤️

1. What does their bedroom look like?

Sher’s bedroom is a disaster - clothes everywhere, half-open boxes, etc - she uses the excuse of she’s not done moving, but... yeah, no, it’s just a disaster. her goal is cozy chaos, and she’s very slowly working her way there before she leaves for the conference she meets chloe at.

36. What makes them feel guilty?

....there’s more than this, but the main things i can think of now...she kinda feels like she’s imposing on her parents - moving back in with them in general was never part of her “plan” after she married dakota. moving in with a seven year old? (they love having her and alanna there - there’s plenty of room, and her dad loves exploring the local park with his granddaughter)

48. How do they express love?

I want to give a special shout out to @hackeraxe​! There art inspired Angel little doodle in the fic. And they are a very talented artist you should check them out!Angel is 8 going on 9 in this one shot. 

“How much longer dalin’?” Sean asks, as Angel was sitting in his lap.

“In a minute.” She tells him scribbling away in her journal. 

Sean let out a small laugh as he gave her a head pat, “You’ve been saying in a minute for quite some time, what are you drawin’ darln’?” He asks, whatever it was it was going to be good. As Angel sat there scribbling away with her tongue hanging out. 

“I’m almost done.” She proudly tells him adding the last of the details to her drawing before showing the drawing to Sean, and Sean could not help but start laughing in which Angel soon joined him. 

“Darlin’ this- this is too much.” Sean says between laughs. The drawing was of Micah but he was drawn as rat, and an ugly one at that. 

“Do you like it?” Angel asks him smiling, Sean could only smile back as he planted a kiss to the top of her head. 

“Do I like it? Is that a trick question my darlin’? I love it.” He tells her as Angel beamed up at him, “You need to show that to your da.” 

“Now what is so funny.” Speck of the devil shall appear and the devil was Micah, who had heard the pair laughing and came over to see the why. 

Sean let out a scoff as he closed the journal, “Away with yourself Micah Belle, can’t you see we were having fun until you showed up.” Sean snaps holding Angel close, as the girl was shivering in fear. 

Micah stood his ground as he looped his thumbs into his belt, “I was just curious as to what you and the little sweetheart found so funny is all.” 

“No, what I find curious? Is why you went all yellow on that job with Bill and Charles and nearly cost yourself a big score.” Sean tells him with a toothy grin. Everyone is camp had heard about that botched job. 

“What did you just say you Irish rat!” Micah snaps reaching for his gun. 

“Oh you heard me you oily turd, now fuck off!” Sean snaps at Micah. Micah let out growl. 

“MR. BELLE!” Miss. Grimshaw yells stopping him from doing anything, “I do believe you have some chores to do.” 

“Of course Miss. Grimshaw.” Micah sweetly says with a fake smile on his face, “This isn’t over.” As he stomped off.

“Yes, it is you oily bastard!” Sean yells to Micah back. 

“Sean?” Angel asks, Sean gave Angel head a second kiss. 

“Now don’t you go worrying about a thing Angel Morgan. He won’t do anything to you.” Sean tells her. 

👍: Name a skill that you’ve improved recently.

Far from perfect, but my coloring has improved! I used to be afraid of using color but now I am constantly daring myself to try different things.

👏: What’s something you’ve done recently (even if it’s a small thing) that you’re proud of?

Started commissions! I never thought I’d be at a point to be able to do that, and I never realized how happy it would make me. I’m privileged and honored to visualize someone’s dream and contribute to their happiness; I can feel the love and excitement in every detail. After all, no one asks me to draw someone they hate!

Ah, it’s just been so fun to draw and be a part of the community here!

Send me a number 1 thru 50 for a word that I’ll use to write either a headcanon, drabble, or starter. Send 🎆 for a random number instead.

39. — bunny

Aaaa!! You didn’t give any characters so I’m going to use my good old beloved Arthur for this headcanon!!

When Arthur was younger, much much younger, around the age of 4 or 5 and before his mother had passed, Arthur would be the cutest little boy around. He’d live in a little house on the open prairie.

Every morning he’d wake up with his mother and go outside with a bag full of old veggies from the night before and he’d feed the bunnies that lived under their house.

There was a small family of them down there and he made quick friends of them.

He visited them so often and fed them so much that they’d come out from under the house and sit in his lap and let him pet them.

Little toddler Arthur loved those bunnies so much, he named every single one of them. There was 4 in the beginning, but after a few months, there was about 7 of them.