#cricket fanart

[lilgoatgal]

Finished Cricket after like a few months, which means I finished reading her book, I'm on Sundew next. Went with a Greek theme for multiple reasons (mostly cause I've been listening to Epic: The Musical on repeat). But I also had to give it alot of thought about what culture the Hivewings would be the most like if they were human. Obviously, there are a TON of parallels to a certain political climate in Germany around 1940, but that's basic, and Pantala is a very tropical continent, and Greece is in the Mediterranean. Both the Hivewings and Ancient Greeks had massive empires that dominated others.

[kaiyabax]

Here's an old-ish doodle of Cricket, the bookworm herself. More of me trying to figure out Procreate and art stuffs and I got into a strong dragon-drawing era lmao. Still kinda am, but less so I think lol

[confusedlittleguy]

Cricket!!

Base

The Hive Queen book cover

Barnes and Noble's The Lost Continent special book cover.

According to the wiki

What I originally thought she looked like

Current interpretation

All of them

2/???

[parisoonic]

A sketch! one day i'll finish my 'summer antics' photoset - it just wont be in the summer lol

[technically-human]

Hey, don't cry. Ghost yuri, okay?

(Now that you know the girls, they need to meet the boys!)

[splankie]

happy ace week to my asexual aromantic agender aggressive icon <3

[skymonsama]

Blue x Cricket! The last couple I make, sorry! But I 've other drawing , don't worry ;)

[onthecrosslook]

recent sunny requests I did! artemis, cricket, and carmen ☺️

[foxflamingo]

Male crickets chirp their wings as a way to assert dominance around other males, but also… as a way to attract a mate 😉

Irep is just confused because he ain’t part bug, he got those bat wings.

You may interpret this as you will. Fellow Perirep fans I see you.

I LOVE bugs so much and just HAD to add more bug features/headcannons to the fairies. The idea of fairies being able to chirp like crickets was just too perfect I couldn’t resist.

This process of making sound is called stridulation btw 🤓😁

I guess this is Part 4 of Fairies Being Fairies

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[phibsies]

rewatched The Greatest Showman recently and of course i had to make it about broppy somehow

[22ndnervousbreakdown]

Leyendecker style fanart of your blorbos? That's cute! You know, MY blorbo (AJ Raffles) was painted by JC Leyendecker himself. Mhm. Yeah.

[cricket-teeeth]

um anyways

[aestheticofstars]

[zuxver]

More Cricket! cuz you all seemed to like her last time!^^ (click for better quality- 😭)

She would deff be either a writer, documentor, or journalist.

[myokk]

Sebastian Sallow's List of Priorities (in no particular order):

Figure out what the hell I'm going to do when I graduate;

Figure out how the hell I'm going to finish this bloody Charms essay before tomorrow; and

Figure out what the hell is going on between us

Sebastian sits in an undisturbed corner of the library - nobody ever comes to this table because it's tucked away between shelves of incredibly dense magical theory books - and is twirling his quill in his fingers, watching the ink splatter on the list he spent his precious time writing instead of the Charms essay he should be working on. He's far away from the first-years who like to congregate by the windows and watch the leaves fall softly to the ground rather than study for their classes. He's made especially sure that he is far, far away from her.

It's not his choice, mind you, but he needs to be a gentleman about these things. If she needs some time and space to figure out that she's as crazy for him as he is her, fine. But even Sebastian Sallow's patience runs thin, and he's not sure how much longer he can give her to come to her senses before he snaps and takes matters into his own hands. If things were up to him, the two of them would be sitting far too close together now in this secluded corner, and maybe he would need to put a hand over her mouth to ensure her complete silence as he runs a hand up her thigh.

Now that he knows what delicious sounds can come out of her mouth - sounds that he caused - he's been having a hard time concentrating on, well, anything. Sebastian surreptitiously glances across the library to where she's sitting and studying with his sister and Imelda. Ever since the events after their Divination class, Sir Cadogan has taken it upon himself to follow Sebastian around the halls of the castle, tripping through frames and disrupting their inhabitants as he lectures Sebastian on love. The tea party women had managed to convince the knight that he had disrupted an amorous exchange, and Sebastian fervently wishes they hadn't.

The whole school is abuzz with rumors about who it could be. Nobody has even come close so far with their guesses, but Anne and Imelda are having too much fun teasing him about it. Somehow, she has managed to avoid suspicion - he wonders how this is even possible, since she's never been able to hide what she's thinking. He makes eye contact with her - has she been staring at him this whole time? - and she flushes before looking over to Imelda, who's laughing too loudly at something Anne's just said. Sebastian can't tear his eyes away from her profile, his eyes following the curve of her eyebrow, the slight upturn of her lips as she smiles at her friends, her eyes as they dart back to him, her cheeks as she turns an even darker shade of red as she realizes he's still watching her. She tucks a lock of hair behind her ear, and rests her chin on her hand as she tries to look absorbed in what Anne is saying to her.

Sebastian wonders if she's thought about him as much as he's thought about her. Judging by how she had snogged him back, he's positive that she feels the same way, but then he remembers how she had looked at him before she fled, and he's not so sure. He sighs as he looks back to his list, bringing his quill back to the third item and ripping the paper as he crosses it out again. His mind has been going in circles since that moment and he doesn't know what to think. He slowly puts everything into his schoolbag before heading out of the library for yet another freezing cold shower that hopefully tempers his now-permanent state of arousal whenever she's around.

He doesn't notice her eyes following him as he walks out of the library.

He doesn't hear her hurried excuse to Anne and Imelda as she shoves her things into her bag and rushes to follow him.

He doesn't hear her light footsteps as she gets closer to him.

When she puts a hand out to touch his arm as he waits for the moving staircase to stop, with a soft, "Sebastian" accompanying it, he nearly jumps out of his skin. He was so absorbed with thoughts of her, that to see her standing at his side, closer than she had been since they kissed was almost his snapping point.

"Can we talk?" she asks, looking almost embarrassed as she avoids his eyes. She instead looks determinedly at his collar. He thinks she probably notices that he swallows nervously before acquiescing, but she says nothing as she turns and starts hurrying away from him without waiting to see if he follows her.

She must know that he would follow her anywhere at this point.

from my oneshot🫶🫶🫶

I just really wanted to draw these two idiots😭💘

[snakeguy999]

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