#lmaaaoooo

The "an artists draws their crush/lover all over their sketchbook" trope except it's just post-canon Nathaniel getting back into drawing after disowning his role as a magician and all of his sketchbook is the sketches of Bartimaeus' various guises. Ptolemy. Young Sumerian man. A gargoyle. A lapwing. A small sand cat. That one random driver he turned into just once. A bull and a random woman and a crow with a blue beaker (because someone still struggles with this particular form) and some tiny skatches of a spider and a panter and a tree labelled "Bartimaeus" and maybe a Sumerian man again. All draw carefully and meticulously with an utmost care and skill, thin lines and clean strokes.