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And, just like that, it's over.

The music fades out. The cheering is like white noise, buzzing in his ears, as Astarion pulls him back upright. He's smiling; really, truly smiling, the way that he does so rarely it feels like a gift.

“Good?” Gale gasps, suddenly realising how hard he's breathing, but unable to hold back the smile that's trying to split his face in half.

“Might be the best you've ever done it,” Astarion says, squeezing his fingers before letting him go. “Camera’s waiting.”

The Season by Linnetagain

Drawing the boys doing Tessa & Scott’s Moulin Rouge routine again because I have no chill and no self control. The latest chapter had me screaming/crying/throwing up and this is how I am coping.

Again, inspired by the wonderful, magnificent The Season; the bloodweave figure skating AU fic that I didn’t know I needed and now can’t live without. Read it and weep, friends; join me in this brainrot hell.

I finally finished the art dedicated to "Good Man and Monsters" the fanfiction by @linnetagain ✨

A renegade priest, a charming vampire, mysterious skeletons buried in the cliff... I loved all of this! It was great to do a bit of research into period cassocks and the latest fashion in men's doublets!

I hope I managed to convey its atmosphere at least a little!

Astarion stares at his phone. The first photo is almost quite sweet. He remembers the moment; catching Gale looking at him as he'd been watching the fireworks. Zel must have been watching too, the little shit. It's a perfectly nice and honestly quite benign photo; the two of them framed against a sky full of fireworks, just looking at each other. Neither of them are smiling, but there's a softness to it. They could just have paused mid-conversation, if Astarion didn't remember the context of the moment quite so clearly.  The other one, however, is much worse. She'd managed to catch the exact moment Gale had started unbuttoning his shirt. And, for all his sins, Astarion's reaction to it. 

I have been absolutely feral for this incredible bloodweave fic The Season by Linnetagain (pls let me know if you have a tumblr I'd love to tag you!!) and I just had to put to page (so to speak) this gorgeous image mentioned in chapter 4, I couldn't rest until it was in living color.

A ghost possessed me today and decided I would draw my first comic ever based off The Season on Ao3 by @linnetagain

(Thank you so much for 40 notes!!!)

In Poland, the holiday Andrzejki is celebrated on the night of the 29th through 30 November. The main ceremony involved pouring hot wax from a candle through the hole in a key into cold water.

The shape formed by the wax from a candle is supposed to represent something that will happen to you in the upcoming year.

So for the "fortune-telling" prompt I decided to put (Linnetagain's) "The Season's" main family in a Polish situation, since it taught me that fish and chips is a dish of Polish origin, apparently. Also, it wormed "con te partiro" into my brain.