Month of the Ship, Day 29 - Wedding
Carrying your wife bridal style seemed so much easier in the stories??
(Donât worry, Nissa notices Chandra struggling and insists on carrying Chandra instead, which works out a lot better lol)
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Month of the Ship, Day 29 - Wedding
Carrying your wife bridal style seemed so much easier in the stories??
(Donât worry, Nissa notices Chandra struggling and insists on carrying Chandra instead, which works out a lot better lol)

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 day 3: first kiss for @themagicharbor mtg ship month
I thought, why not make it a first kiss aaaand a post battle kiss because I love cheeseÂ
Also, one of the things i really like about jace and vraskaâs interactions is how respectful they are of each other and how understanding jace is of her touch aversion. And thinking about her slowly getting more comfortable with contact with jace helping her heal from what happened it just... feels good man
edit: sorry that tumblr made it all pixely and gross looking im so sad
Day 28Â âProposalâ
Ral had been planning a grand proposal for months, but heâs always so worried about the timing that he never goes through with it. Tomik decides to take the matter into his own hands, he takes Ral on to one of their favorite secret spots and as the sun sets he pops the question.Â
Gruulfriends fic idea: Nissa wants to better communicate her feelings to Chandra, so she gets romantic advice from a planeswalker that never struggles with communicating his feelings; Angrath.
âWait.â Vraskaâs brows were knit with concern. âHow will I know my memories are real when I get them back?â
Jace moved to stand across from her. âIâll call you by your title when I see you next, before I return your memories.â
âYouâll call me Guild Leader?â
His gaze softened. âIâll call you Captain.â
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It was just gonna be a quick sketchâŚÂ
Biggest lie of my life.Â
Jace and Vraska folks! In color since I just could not stop myself as I am still waiting for War of the Spark to appear in my mailbox! The wait is horrible, but drawing one of my favourite ships (that are not of my own invention) soothes me ^^Â

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No Bull: A Gruulfriends Fan Fic
Inspired by @drantlersâ: I see you, I hear your vision
War of the Spark Spoilers below!
Nissa grunted irritably as she pried another chunk of rock off the prone form of Vitu-gazi. It would have been much more efficient to re-vitalize the elemental herself, and have it clear the rubble off its own body, but there were dozens of selesnyans working alongside her, and from the sidelong glances they were giving Nissa, she surmised they had not forgiven her for what Bolas' god-eternals had done to their beloved tree.
Nissa sighed. She understood how they felt. It didn't make the situation any less frustrating. There was an obvious solution, she just couldn't do it.
#MTGship Day 1: Asking Out
Rest for the Weary
Jace stared up at the sky. Â It was blue, mostly. Â There was a little cloud in one corner of it. Â It looked like a squirrel.Â
âHey, shove over, thatâs prime rubble youâre sprawled out on.â Â Jace blinked slowly and turned his head to the side to see Ral Zarek, gentle wafts of smoke still wafting up from his head, looming over him. Â He was holding a lazotep arm loosely in one hand.
âUmph,â Jace said. Â He considered trying to ask why Ral would care about the rubble, decided he was too tired, and simply scooted over.
âThanks.â Â Ral flopped down next to him with a groan. Â âNext time I tell you I need your help, do not leave for months and months. Â I donât want to have to put out another fire like this one again.â
âBelieve me, I wonât,â Jace said earnestly. Â âI never want to leave Ravnica again.â
âShouldâve thought of that before,â Ral growled, but to Jaceâs surprise, he curled up against Jaceâs side and rested his head on Jaceâs shoulder. Â âI hate you,â he murmured.
âUm?â Jace tried.
âReally. Â Swear to Baal,â Ral muttered. Â âThought you were dead, asshole.â
âSorry?â
Ral hit him, but not terribly hard. Â Jace suspected they were both too tired for anything more. Â âYou walked out on me during our date. Â Thatâs incredibly rude, you know.â
âI was trying to saveâthat was a date?â
Another groan. Â Ral hid his face in Jaceâs shoulder. Â âKrokt, youâre thick. Â Yeah, it was supposed to be a date. Â Or do you think I just take everyone to Rakdos shows when I want to ask them something?â
âIâŚsort of thought it wasâŚneutral territory or something?â Jace hazarded. Â
âGrmph,â was the only response he got.
For a few minutes, he stared up at the clouds again. Â If he hadnât been so utterly bone-weary, he might have felt guilty or angry at himself. Â Or he might have spent a while trying to decide how he did feel. Â Instead, he watching a tiny fish join the squirrel, and then he put a hand in Ralâs sweaty hair. Â âSorry I didnât realize. Â Iâd like to have a proper date with you. Â One where we donât get interrupted for months on end.â
âYeah, wellââ Ral groaned wearily into his neck. Â âWhat the hell. Â Me, too.â
âMmm.â Â Jace hummed in pleasure and pulled him closer. Â Ralâs angry warmth was nice. Â The clouds skidded by overhead.Â
Jace drowsed; Jace dreamt. Â Ral slept wearily beside him, mana spent. Â Somewhere, Lavinia lay curled and safe in white feathers. Â Vraska was surrounded by green, growing things, grass tickling her cheek. Â She smiled in response to the gentle brush of Jaceâs mental tendrils. Â Gideon was drinking tea, the sharp taste on his tongue calming him. Â Chandra and Nissa were entwined on a bed of soft moss, limbs so tangled up it was impossible to tell where one ended and the other began. Â Everywhere beneath the blue sky, beneath the squirrel and the fish chasing one another, Ravnica lay safe. Â Ravnica slept.
Jace smiled again, and then he slept as well.