#getjinxy

@requests-imagines: Hey, are you still doing the two characters and a pose thing? If so could you please do one of Maleficent and Regina from Once Upon a Time in 1c? (Regina would be the short one) If you can that would be great, but if you'd rather not I totally understand.

Wow, y’all really like that pose!

Send me two characters and a pose!

I’ve never drawn characters from a mainstream TV show, so that last one was a really fun challenge! I don’t know a whole lot about OUAT past the first season outside of what i catch my dad watching on a rare occasion, but it’s on my list of shows to watch. Regina is my gal, yo. I hope i did these two lovely ladies, and all the other characters featured, due justice! 

This should not hurt as much as it does. Something was wrong with her, she could feel it. If she would give a look at herself, she may have noticed the angry pustules and bare patches all along her very corpse-like body. Maybe she would have noticed her elongated limbs and the way her spine jutted out along her back, if she was looking thoroughly. If she could have looked. Her eyes had become hazy and milky. Sight was usually the first sense to go, anyway. Her vocal chords had gone not long afterwards.

She couldn’t be bothered to move herself from this stone with his name on it. It was just as cold as she was and the dirt beneath her just as empty. There wasn’t anything of him that could have been buried, anyway. There was just… nothing. Somehow, that didn’t make things better.

Was it raining again? She couldn’t tell anymore. The weather had a funny way of mirroring the strange wolf-creature’s mood, but she did not hear any thunder.

Something was wrong with her. Her head fell back over the top of the gravestone she was resting against. Maybe some lessons were never learned.

Stormy’s angry looking boney clawed hand closed around the piece of jewelry she’d given to him so very long ago. So much had changed since then, and yet the more things changed, the more they stayed the same. She was still here. She would always be here.

If anyone was curious. This is what it’s like having @getjinxy on skype. Also what it’s like having me as a friend on Skype.

That’s why I did it C:<

Do you hear that horribly scratchy, loud, high pitched screech of indignation and rage?

Me: (laughing)