#fowltober

You thought we were done with FowlFest2020? Oh no hun. Fowltober baby.

This is for all those participating in drawtober/drabbletober this year, if you want a little more of a Fowl twist on things. If you use any of these prompts, let us know by using the hashtags #fowltober and/or #fowltober2020. 

Fun fact: The Fowl Twins: Deny all changes is coming out on the 20th October, aka why day 20 is Twins day. Our thanks to @blackhollyshort​ for that wonderful idea. So, everyone, draw/write about our precious little crime bois and spam Eoin with them! (jk, but if you do so, please do it respectfully).

Fun fact the second: 26th of October is “Report”, in refrence to the AF Incident Report Podcast in the works (the one this blog is for)

Below the cut are all the prompts in a text based list. Reminder to tag us with your work (so we can act like proud parents displaying your creations on the fridge) and have fun.

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“ You explained the rules to them very clearly, correct?”

“Yes.”

“You’ve asked Mother and Father’s permission?”

“Yep.”

“And had Butler check it before allowing them even remotely close?”

“Yes, Arty. God, you sound like an old grandmother! It’s gonna be fine!”

Artemis fought back the urge to give a sarcastic retort, instead choosing to focus on where he placed his feet. The snow, while admittedly beautiful, made trusting his balance very difficult when he couldn’t see where each step was going. Given his luck, he wouldn’t be surprised if he ended up flat on his back before the end of this outing.

Juliet snickered at his awkward gait. “I suppose you won’t be participating.”, she chuckled, tossing her golden braid behind her.

Artemis sighed, adjusting his woolen gloves. Despite their thickness, his fingertips were already going numb. “No. We all know my propensity for serious injury when it comes to the realm of physical activity. It’s safer for all parties involved if I merely watch from the sidelines.” He paused. “If I am being honest, today I feel a bit fatigued.”

Juliet turned to give him a quizzical stare, one eyebrow raising. “And I’m assuming you haven’t told your mother that, right?”

Artemis shrugged, absentmindedly twirling the edges of his scarf around his finger. While it was no secret that since the Berserker Gate disaster , Artemis hadn’t quite been the same when it came to his health, he knew he was still capable of a lot more than his family seemed to believe. He understood their overprotectiveness, but it continued to frustrate him to no end.

“She wouldn’t let me out of the Manor if I had, and I think I’m perfectly capable of walking around the grounds for a bit. Someone has to supervise this little adventure-“

“Me and Butler have it handled-“

“And I want to watch them have fun.”, he interrupted. After a second of pause, he continued. “I don’t want to be stuck inside all the time, especially isolated from my brothers- that’s not healthy for a multitude of reasons. If I get tired I can always just find a seat.”

Juliet nodded at his response, before a small grin split her face. “Even if it has snow on it?”

Artemis winced at the thought. “If I get tired, I will return inside for a bit.”, he corrected.

The wrestler nodded again, now looking a bit smug. “That’s what I thought.”

He was about to snap out a sarcastic remark, when he heard a loud shout from further ahead.

“Myles, look! I figured it out!”

Artemis and Juliet approached the Manor’s pond to a scene that felt straight from a typical holiday movie. Butler, ever on guard, was standing by the edge, watching as Beckett skidded from one side of the ice to the other, having learnt how to propel himself with his skates.

Myles gave his brother an indignant look, standing perfectly still a few feet from edge of the ice. He didn’t look very pleased.

“Do you think you could help me then, simpleton? This was your idea in the first place!”

Butler turned to them, looking a bit strained. “I tried to explain to them how it works, but I don’t think Myles quite has the hang of it yet.”

“He’ll figure it out.”, Artemis predicted, watching as Myles gingerly began to lift one foot, and then the other. “Give him time. We have all afternoon, should this weather continue.” He held out his hand until a few flakes of snow fell into it, illustrating his point perfectly.

Butler nodded.

“As long as the two don’t crash into each other, I’m happy.”

It turns out that Butler’s wish would unfortunately not come to pass, seeing as the much faster Beckett collided with Myles twice before finally learning to slow his speed. Thankfully, there were no serious injuries, and the two twins quickly adapted to the new activity, shouting and laughing.

Artemis smiled at their fun. Despite several layers of the finest winter gear, he still felt like a Fowl icicle, but it was worth it to watch Myles and Beckett play around. It was a joy he had never been able to experience as a child- seeing his brothers enjoy themselves now filled his chest with a quiet sort of happiness. He had been feeling that emotion more and more as of late.

Then Juliet threw a snowball, and all of his peaceful feelings went right out the window.

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A bit late but here it is. FowlTober day 1 (eye)!

Fowltober Day 1: Eye

Had to really rush to get this finished on time, so it’s not really the best- interestingly enough, I’ve never actually drawn Artemis with his swapped eye before. It’s a personal headcanon of mine that most of the People have slit pupils to help them see in the dark, so it makes Arty’s gaze a bit more unsettling.