#empyrean au

[leal-hound]

headache cuddles

[yanny-77]

Are We There Yet?

An Empyrean Drabble featuring Xaden driving the Iron Squad to the beach. He has many regrets. Mainly that Ridoc's annoying as fuck and Violet makes him way too horny for him to be comfortable trapped in the car with her best friends.

Pour one out for Sawyer's pants. Sorry for what I had to do to you, man.

Read the drabble after the break or on AO3.

“Are we there yet?” Xaden groans. This is the third time Ridoc's asked in the last five minutes. Why did his girlfriend have to get saddled with the most annoying squad in the quadrant? Couldn't she have been matched with someone cool? Someone like Bodhi or Garrick. “Not yet, Ridoc,” Violet says, endlessly patient. It’s one of the many reasons Xaden loves her. “How much longer?” Her friend whines. “About two minutes less than the last time you asked,” Xaden grumbles. “What was that, Riorson?”  Xaden glances in the rearview mirror to see Rhiannon Matthias smirking up at him from the back seat where she sits wedged between Ridoc Gamlyn and Sawyer Henrrick. Xaden’s hands tighten on the steering wheel. His white-knuckled grip is the only thing keeping him from throwing one of these assholes out a window.  “I said it’s a nice day for the beach.” “Uh-huh.” Xaden tears his eyes away from the back seat. Because Garrick and Xaden are the only ones with cars, and because Xaden is dating Violet, he’s stuck driving the children instead of riding with his friends.  It’s a tight squeeze in his Sedan, a sleek dark blue Audi. The trunk is filled with their overnight back and floaties, which means that their beach bags are in the back seat. The cooler with their drinks and sandwiches is balanced on Sawyer’s lap.  The man’s legs keep jiggling up and down, jostling the ice and sloshing the water. “I’m not the only one who’s bored. Sawyer’s all jittery.” Ridoc presses his face against the window. “I know! Let’s play a game.” A groan comes from the other side of the back seat. “Guys, I really have to pee.” “I spy with my little eye something silver,” Ridoc says, ignoring Sawyer’s announcement. “Can you hold it?” Violet asks. Xaden chances a glance at her, taking his eyes off the road. She’s turned around, looking at Sawyer in the backseat with concern. A car changes lanes and Xaden has to swerve to avoid it. “Fuck,” Sawyer whimpers as he squirms in an attempt to get comfortable. “Be careful, Xaden,” Violet scolds. “You need to keep your eyes on the road.” “It’s in this car,” Ridoc hints. “Shut up, Ridoc,” Rhiannon says. “No one cares what you spy.” “We’re only forty-five minutes away,” Xaden says, irritation lacing his words. “You can hold it.” “I can’t. I’m about to burst.” “Can you just try, Sawyer?” Violet asks placatingly. She places her hand on Xaden’s thigh, rubbing gently to calm him down. Unfortunately, her touch excites another part of his body. A part that she’s getting dangerously close to. He’s going to have to immediately whisk her away to a secluded area when they get to the beach. Or a public changing room, whichever is closer. “Then Ridoc has to take the cooler.” Sawyer shifts frantically, trying to slide the cooler across Rhiannon’s lap and onto Ridoc’s, but then they hit a bump and he starts to panic. “It’s pressing on my bladder.” “Seriously, guys?” Ridoc’s voice is incredulous as he looks around the car. “No one has a guess for something silver.” “It’s Violet’s fucking hair!” Xaden shouts. “It’s obviously her hair. What the fuck else would it be?” Gods, Ridoc was so fucking annoying. Xaden could strangle him. “Jeez, you don’t have to be so mean about it.” Ridoc goes back to looking out his window. “I’ll think of a harder one this time.” “Please don’t,” Xaden and Sawyer groan simultaneously. Ridoc kicks Xaden’s seat in response. “How about we play the silent game instead,” Violet suggests. “This is so entertaining,” Rhiannon cackles. “I’m so glad you invited us to tag along, Xaden.” There’s a high-pitched sob from the back right, and Xaden looks up to see Sawyer’s face turning red. A look of horror spreads across the man’s features. “Pull over. Right now.”

[velvet-apricots]

The new god-queen oft weeps golden tears that bless man, omen, and albinauric alike.

[shepherdfeathers]

Protoform

Pre-War

Wartime

Herald of Unicron

Recovered

Despite everything, it’s still you…

[alltoowellread]

Squad Road Trip

An Empyrean drabble for the RQ Discord Server War Games. Read here or on A03.

One hour into their road trip, Rhiannon was already regretting this plan. A month ago, she and her best friends had come up with the idea to drive across the country during their spring break. With no breaks, the trip from the Air Force Academy to Panama City took almost 23 hours. (Yes, Panama City was the destination. Ridoc had suggested it. “If we’re going to protect America, we need to have the quintessential American spring break experience, okay?” Sawyer had snorted and mumbled something about making sure Rhi or Vi went to Nashville for their bachelorette party whenever they got engaged.) They had decided to make a three day trip out of it. Now Rhiannon wished they had flown instead. They had wanted to avoid flying since it was like a job for them. But Rhiannon currently felt like the job of flying would be much more preferable to the job of taking care of toddlers.  Ridoc was in the back, tearing through the snacks that were supposed to last for the next three days. Every few minutes or so, Sawyer had to talk him out of mooning a passing car. Sawyer, at least, was the only one who wasn’t annoying Rhiannon. She was glad she had put him in the back so there was another reasonable person with Ridoc. Violet wasn’t as much to handle as Ridoc. No, Rhiannon was annoyed at her for an entirely different reason. She had only lasted thirty minutes before she had pulled out her phone. From the grin on her face, Rhiannon could tell that she was texting Xaden.  Rhiannon rolled her eyes. She barked at her best friend, “Violet!” Violet’s head snapped up from where it was bent over her phone. She looked sheepish as she put it down. She said quickly, “Sorry! Sorry. No more texting. Promise.” Ridoc chimed in with, “Seriously, Vi, do you need to be in contact with the wingleader 24/7?” He emphasized this statement by tossing a chip at Violet. Unfortunately, his aim was shit and the chip fell onto the dashboard of Rhiannon’s car. Rhiannon narrowed her eyes at the broken mess and said, “You better clean that up, Gamlyn.” Rhiannon could hear him shifting in the back seat. As she looked in the rearview mirror to see what was happening, Sawyer said, “Not now, idiot. Keep your seatbelt on.” “What Sawyer said,” Rhiannon said. In the rearview, she could see that Ridoc had started crouching in his seat, probably in preparation for leaning forward across the center console. She realized that Ridoc didn’t even have his seatbelt on. “Ridoc, seatbelt on. Safety first.” Ridoc stared at her and Sawyer in astonishment. “Wait, everyone was planning on wearing their seatbelt for the entire three days?” “You weren’t?” Sawyer responded, just as astonished. Rhiannon glanced at Violet to see what her reaction was. She bit back a groan when she saw that Violet once again had her phone out.  This was going to be a long trip.

[cupcakeslushie]

EW Leo’s sense of humor may be rare, but it’s bad when it does show up

[kathaynesart]

Kappa from @cupcakeslushie's Empyrean Weeping.

So I finally got around to completing the second place prize for the Replica Holiday Special Cover Contest haha. The winner was Cupcakeslushie and their prize was technically a black and white commission, though I couldn't help myself and threw in a third color to get the point across that it's empyrean he's standing in.

Cupcakeslushie's only request for the drawing was that it be her Leo from Empyrean Weeping, which is probably my favorite teen Leo in the whole fandom. I've always admired Cupcakeslushie for her striking imagery and gorgeous depictions of the mystic arts so I really wanted to capture that feeling here. I hope you like it Cupcakeslushie!

[tizeline]

Woahhh look I'm doing someone else's DTIYS now woahhhhh! That someone being @cupcakeslushie look I drew your son (bro needs a bath he's covered in paint, stinky!)

Link to the orignal DTIYS here

[v-albion]

@cupcakeslushie 🫵 HAPPY SLUSHIE DAY 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

Hope you have a nice birthday and eat lots of cake :insertcupcakeslushieemoji: 🧁✨

[vddark]

DTIYS for @cupcakeslushie !! Hope ya' like it! 🩷

[leal-hound]

those catholic dogs have driven me to draw

[vyntagewrites]

this is so precious and cute, thank you so much for sharing with us!

Are We There Yet?

An Empyrean Drabble featuring Xaden driving the Iron Squad to the beach. He has many regrets. Mainly that Ridoc's annoying as fuck and Violet makes him way too horny for him to be comfortable trapped in the car with her best friends.

Pour one out for Sawyer's pants. Sorry for what I had to do to you, man.

Read the drabble after the break or on AO3.

“Are we there yet?” Xaden groans. This is the third time Ridoc's asked in the last five minutes. Why did his girlfriend have to get saddled with the most annoying squad in the quadrant? Couldn't she have been matched with someone cool? Someone like Bodhi or Garrick. “Not yet, Ridoc,” Violet says, endlessly patient. It’s one of the many reasons Xaden loves her. “How much longer?” Her friend whines. “About two minutes less than the last time you asked,” Xaden grumbles. “What was that, Riorson?”  Xaden glances in the rearview mirror to see Rhiannon Matthias smirking up at him from the back seat where she sits wedged between Ridoc Gamlyn and Sawyer Henrrick. Xaden’s hands tighten on the steering wheel. His white-knuckled grip is the only thing keeping him from throwing one of these assholes out a window.  “I said it’s a nice day for the beach.” “Uh-huh.” Xaden tears his eyes away from the back seat. Because Garrick and Xaden are the only ones with cars, and because Xaden is dating Violet, he’s stuck driving the children instead of riding with his friends.  It’s a tight squeeze in his Sedan, a sleek dark blue Audi. The trunk is filled with their overnight back and floaties, which means that their beach bags are in the back seat. The cooler with their drinks and sandwiches is balanced on Sawyer’s lap.  The man’s legs keep jiggling up and down, jostling the ice and sloshing the water. “I’m not the only one who’s bored. Sawyer’s all jittery.” Ridoc presses his face against the window. “I know! Let’s play a game.” A groan comes from the other side of the back seat. “Guys, I really have to pee.” “I spy with my little eye something silver,” Ridoc says, ignoring Sawyer’s announcement. “Can you hold it?” Violet asks. Xaden chances a glance at her, taking his eyes off the road. She’s turned around, looking at Sawyer in the backseat with concern. A car changes lanes and Xaden has to swerve to avoid it. “Fuck,” Sawyer whimpers as he squirms in an attempt to get comfortable. “Be careful, Xaden,” Violet scolds. “You need to keep your eyes on the road.” “It’s in this car,” Ridoc hints. “Shut up, Ridoc,” Rhiannon says. “No one cares what you spy.” “We’re only forty-five minutes away,” Xaden says, irritation lacing his words. “You can hold it.” “I can’t. I’m about to burst.” “Can you just try, Sawyer?” Violet asks placatingly. She places her hand on Xaden’s thigh, rubbing gently to calm him down. Unfortunately, her touch excites another part of his body. A part that she’s getting dangerously close to. He’s going to have to immediately whisk her away to a secluded area when they get to the beach. Or a public changing room, whichever is closer. “Then Ridoc has to take the cooler.” Sawyer shifts frantically, trying to slide the cooler across Rhiannon’s lap and onto Ridoc’s, but then they hit a bump and he starts to panic. “It’s pressing on my bladder.” “Seriously, guys?” Ridoc’s voice is incredulous as he looks around the car. “No one has a guess for something silver.” “It’s Violet’s fucking hair!” Xaden shouts. “It’s obviously her hair. What the fuck else would it be?” Gods, Ridoc was so fucking annoying. Xaden could strangle him. “Jeez, you don’t have to be so mean about it.” Ridoc goes back to looking out his window. “I’ll think of a harder one this time.” “Please don’t,” Xaden and Sawyer groan simultaneously. Ridoc kicks Xaden’s seat in response. “How about we play the silent game instead,” Violet suggests. “This is so entertaining,” Rhiannon cackles. “I’m so glad you invited us to tag along, Xaden.” There’s a high-pitched sob from the back right, and Xaden looks up to see Sawyer’s face turning red. A look of horror spreads across the man’s features. “Pull over. Right now.”

[an-artistic-failure]

I did @cupcakeslushie ‘s DTIYS!!!

I loved the color palette also I got to draw EW Donnie so how could I refuse?

I wasn’t gonna try and do perspective cuz I’m terrible at it and I wanted this to actually look good lol.

Go read Empyrean Weeping now.

[copperpipes]

Crazy little creature 🫶 @cupcakeslushie

So excited to see what you have next in store for us! Close up v

[applecherry108]

Whoa! Black light be upon ye! (best viewed with ur device’s brightness turned way up 😅)

For @cupcakeslushie ‘s dtiys—happy almost 2 years of empyrean weeping! I can’t wait to see Donnie’s arc!! 💜💚

[cupcakeslushie]

This Leo Vs Witchtown short I’ve been working on! Post Shredder Leo arc, and how I think the Donnie vs Witchtown episode would happen in the EW verse, since Leo is actually the one that hates magic! This took so long because I’ve not had too much time, but I really wanted to do something fluffy.

Also, sorry for the inactivity lately. My first art market has gone from one, to two, to hopefully figuring out how to turn this once a month thing, into a consistent second source of income! But this does mean almost no time for drawing turtles lately. I don’t want to mark any of my smaller series as abandoned, but updates for anything not EW or Feral Leo related will probably be less of a priority (unless I can knock something out quickly). Even finding the time for those has been slow going. But nothing is abandoned as of yet! Promise! 😜💚