#wavesketcher

As promised to @wavesketcher-sq, these are pics of my binding of her wonderful novel "She Was a Mayfly". The story would deserve much better, but I wanted it to feel "personal" so I've done as much myself as I could (which is not good for the result). First and foremost, I wanted a physical copy I could put in my bookshelf and take out and read whenever I felt like it. I will be forever grateful for the chance to read it and how brilliant it was (and for the future times I will reread it too).

I also had the invaluable help of everybody in the Renegade Bindery Discord server (@renegadeguild).

Two Can Play (2025)

Mayoral Duties were hard-going that morning, and Regina Mills has made the executive decision to take a ‘mental health’ afternoon.

The End of The Affair (2024)

Regina stared at her husband. “Excuse me?”

Kintsugi (2024)

The night around them is punctuated by the speeding lights of parallel cars.

Operation Simp Moms (2024)

Henry Swan-Mills is well used to his Ma gazing at his Mom like she has every answer to every question, like, ever.

Your Mom's Hot (2024)

It’s a truth universally acknowledged that Regina Mills is hot.

Blinking (2016)

Neither of them are sure how it happened, but it did - because somehow somewhere along the line they became friends.

Letters You'll Never Read (2015)

The house is like a hollow shell without its occupant. 

“Back in the prison world, if I had kissed you… would you have kissed me back?”

Bonnie doesn’t look away from the changing screen. “No.”

“Well. That answered my question,” says Damon, not bothering to mask his offence.

Bonnie points the remote at the TV, shutting the colour to black. “You had a girlfriend. A girlfriend who loved you so damn much she had to erase her memories just to cope with your death—”

“Exactly, Bon! We were dead! We were trapped in eternal purgatory for all we knew. We could have been having sex like that,” he gestures vaguely upstairs, “every fucking day!”

“Why are you angry with me!?”

“I’m angry with everything!” It’s a shock to the system, this anger. But now he sees it, how it viciously begs for attention, and Bonnie is the only one he has left to listen. “I’m angry that my brother is dead when it should have been me! I’m angry that I tried to make things work with Elena when I should have been with you, and fine! Yes! I’m angry with you Bonnie. I’m angry that you just left! You left me, and all I got was a fucking postcard every couple months. Stupid, impersonal postcards! I didn’t care that you were in Paris, or London, or Naples — I wanted you home.”

It was lighter outside than he was used to upon waking, and the soldiers were already eating a meagre breakfast. 

“Dúnedain!” called one with a salute. “Is it true you have an elf in that tent?”

The soldier to his left grinned with all his missing teeth. “Some men get all the fun.”

Irritation flashed across Aragorn’s face, though he couldn’t blame the men for making light of what they couldn’t understand. Legolas, stubbornly though he would deny it, was a fish out of water in a camp of human soldiers. 

Aragorn marched on towards the General’s tent, eyes scanning for signs of the elegant elf among the bedraggled men. If Legolas willed it, he could become completely invisible to prying eyes, melting into the eaves of a tree like a leaf returning home. There were no trees in the barren land beyond the camp — only blood soaked mud and felled bodies. 

Aragorn suppressed a shudder. He loathed No Man’s Land. 

My own manuscript is currently being read by editors at a major publishing house too🙏 the likelihood of them taking it on is SLIM but there’s a little hope!! Basically, you deserve this so much and I really am so excited for your first published work.

love, wavesketcher

Bonnie's Mixtape (2025)

I saw you today.

To Thine Own Self Be True (2024)

“Anytime today would be great,” Damon hisses. “We’re kind of in a tense moment here.”

The Plight of Silas, Cuddles and the Bamon Shipper Squad (2020)

“Ahhh, the beach.” Beneath the shadow of a straw hat, Silas takes a long sip of his pina colada. “This is the life.”

Amaryllis (2019)

He’s started grocery shopping on Monday mornings.

I wonder why (I didn't see it there before?) (2019)

“Ass.” cracking up that this is the first line of a fic that is actually a really emotional exploration of them navigating love

Stefan the Bamon Shipper (2019)

He noticed it first at the dinner table.

Something there (that wasn't there before?) (2019)

“You’re such an ass,” Bonnie groans.

(also bonnie being a hot dom!witch just fits, okay)

~~~~~~~~~

“Damon, just, just shut up a second.”

He blinks at her, stunned. Bonnie shuffles on the lawn so that she is kneeling before him; she takes his chin in her fingers, and his eyes flutter.

“If you’re done talking,” she breathes, “I’m done thinking.”

The vampire nods, rendered for once completely speechless. It’s a thrilling power, her blood vibrates with it, and Damon just stares up at her. At her mercy.

Bonnie tightens her grip on his chin, angling his head so that his neck is a long, pale column in the moonlight. He is so tense, the vein that runs down his skin is throbbing.

“Bonnie,” he whimpers.

“I thought I told you,” she hums in a low voice, “to stop talking.”

A strangled sort of sound escapes his mouth. If she were crueller, she might make him wait for it a little longer – but she isn’t cruel, not now, not when she has given herself permission to kiss him guilt free.

Damon gasps as she takes his bottom lip between her teeth. He tries to regain the control he’s accustomed to – his right hand reaching up her neck, his left resting on her waist, lowering to her ass – but she doesn’t let him, not this time. There is magic in her touch, and she wants him to revel in it. In her.

“I thought I imagined the way you looked at me when I did a spell,” she says, holding back his chin so that he is blinking up at her, eyes wild and desperate. “Even when we were fighting, you’d get this look.”