#this was a sketch and it was supposed to stay a sketch but

[spookbooh]

“Snowed-in Sketching”.

Albedo x Reader

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Dragonspine was even crueler in the winter months— which was saying something since the snow in the region was year-long. But today? The air was frigid, nipping at your nose and biting the tips of your fingers.

You huddled your coat closer, pulling the collar over your mouth to insulate some of the warmer air you were exhaling every few seconds. You’d decided to visit Albedo today- though, perhaps you should’ve waited until the weather was clearer. At this rate, you’d be stuck up at his lab for at least the next few hours while the clouds cleared out… not that you were going to refuse such a tempting offer of accompanying Albedo a built longer than usual.

The wind was starting to gnaw through the thick fabric protecting your legs, and you stumbled through the haze towards the area where you’d memorized Albedo’s vicinity. You peeked over the top of Wyrmrest Valley- finally spotting the light of flame through the fog and continued walking up- albeit at a faster pace now. You could feel the excitement brewing to see the chionophilic scientist.

He sensed your approach, spotting your figure as you finally reached the small dip in the mountain where he set up his things.

“You… what are you doing out here during a storm like this..?” He remarked, immediately pulled towards you as he insisted on helping your exhausted body stay upright. “You surely are troublesome.”

You huffed a laugh as he sat you down next to the fire he’d set up and rummaged in his pack for a portion of rations, handing them over to you as he sat near you. Oh, how the fire illuminated his features so well. You almost preferred coming to see him when it was darker out because of how well the golden color seemed to suit him

“I suppose I learn from the best.” You simply smiled, happy to see his familiar aquamarine blue eyes. “I came to see you, though maybe today wasn’t the best choice… hah.”

“You should have consulted Iris outside the valley before trekking up here…” He paused, reaching out to brush your hair.

“…You had a snowflake in your hair.”

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After settling and warming up by the fire, you engaged in conversation with Albedo as he worked near his alchemy table.

“How long do you think this will last?” You asked, almost too enthusiastically. He looked out in your direction then past you into the fog.

“Hm.. I’m not sure. Either way, I insist you stay until the cold starts to calm. You really shouldn’t head out in this kind of weather regardless.” A beaker clinked as he set it down, reaching for something else on his desk and occasionally glancing up at you as you nibbled on the dried fruit he’d offered you.

“Guess we’re stuck together for a bit, then.” You exaggerated a sigh. You couldn’t be happier to have an excuse to stay with him, even just a minute longer than usual.

Albedo didn’t seem bothered. He sat cross legged at his desk, sketch pad in hand. Even sat a few feet away, the flame adorned his features in that gold hue you loved.

“There are worse places to be trapped like this. The wind doesn’t blow in this direction, so it’s easy to keep your body temperature higher inside an exogenous cave like this one. The warm air gets trapped inside easily.” He explained to you. He often blubbered random facts at you- but his fancy words tended to go over your head.

“Exo..genous?” You hesitated repeating the word. Albedo raised his eyes to look at you again, humming thoughtfully.

“It’s a word to describe a cave with a smaller opening that have a relatively short distance underground. A rock shelter, to put it simply.” He explained. You nodded in understanding.

A moment of silence passed before you stood up, walking over to snoop at his work.

“Are you still working?” You leaned over, eyeing his paper.

“Not right now, just sketching.” You tilted your head a bit, curious as your eyes landed over his sketch pad. He turned it towards you.

“Oh? What are you—?” You paused, feeling warmer inside your chest.

There you were. Curled up by the fire, hair tousled and tangled form the wind- eyes tired and drooped slightly, but warm. The kind of expression you hadn’t realized you were making.

You blinked. “That’s… me.” He nodded.

“Mhm.” He flipped to the next page— another drawing of you, this time smiling as you talked with your hands, mid-conversation. Then another, you munching on rations, quiet while you ate and eyes tracked to the side.

You were baffled. How did he draw so quick? And when did he…?

“How long have you been sketching me?” You asked, heart fluttering.

“Not for long, I admit. But I took the opportunity once you had gotten comfortable.” He looked at you with those eyes- oh, those eyes that made your stomach do flips and your brain spin in circles. A loose strand of hair draped over his forehead, blowing slowly with the small breeze sneaking into the cave.

“Do you always draw people like this?” You couldn’t help but ask. He hummed again, his fingers tapping the side of his pencil.

“Only when I can’t find the words for how I feel, Snowflake.”

Your breath caught this time, and you just stared at him. You saw the way the firelight reflected in his eyes- the way his usual calmness cracked just enough to let his vulnerability peek through.

“Albedo…”

He looked away momentarily. “I didn’t expect that reaction… I just supposed you wanted to know of such things. You deserve the truth of my opinions, after all.”

You didn’t say anything at first, the staring off as you subconsciously took in the space around you. It was like everything was quiet for a moment- no annoying little whistling from the wind outside- no crackling wood.. just his voice and the slight movement of his clothing fabrics rubbing together. You stepped closer, reaching over to gently rest your hand over his.

He looked down at your joined hands, eyes examining it like test results that differed from his initial hypothesis.

“You didn’t have to say it with words, anyway… I think I already know.” You smiled gently as those eyes met yours again.

Outside, the snow kept falling. But inside? Everything was warm.

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Extra: w i n t e r’s “there once was a prince forged by alchemy: Kreideprinz”

[my-anndreamer]

BreakBee short story.

This is a short story about what happened after the events of the third season of ES. And what happened in the relationship between Bumblebee and Breakdown Bumblebee found out about her pregnancy even before Malto locked the Decepticons in the dome. Bee reported his condition to Breakdown as soon as they met again under the dome.

Breakdown was scared and did not know what to do, he did not want to leave Bumblebee to raise their sparkling alone, but he could not leave his family.

And he could not take Bumblebee either, because he began to think about his words at the race. "How do you know that Cybertron is alive?". Break thought that if it was true, if Cybertron was dead, then what was the point of taking Bee with him so that he would give birth to their sparkling in the middle of space in a spaceship and understand that it had nowhere to live and could die? Breakdown did not want such risks.

Therefore, when it came time to choose whether to stay on Earth or go to Cybertron, he chose the latter, leaving the pregnant Bumblebee on Earth.

Optimus didn't want to tell Bumblebee about this, because he didn't want him to lose the sparkling due to a strong emotional outburst, but unfortunately, Bee was infected with the Hate Plague by that time.

The Hate Virus unfortunately affected at sparkling in the spark chamber, and after recovering, Bee felt a stabbing pain in the spark, which meant the early separation of the spark of the sparkling from the spark of the carrier (it was then that everyone learned that Bee is carrying ). Megatron with the search team set off to look for Ratchet for the individual signal, access to which Bee had given him.

Meanwhile, on the spaceship that was moving to Cybertron, the Breakdown spark did not give him peace, it hurt and he was tormented by conscience and doubts, in addition, his schizophrenia returned, and objects spoke to him that cursed at him, said that he was a terrible father, a worthless weakling, and the like. Schizophrenia led to uncontrollable anger and Breakdown broke everything he saw. Soundwave caught this picture and barely calmed the psychotic Stunticon. After a frank conversation, Soundwave gave advice to Breakdown to listen to what the spark told him, and while he was walking to the command post, he deliberately said that all evacuation ships were can headed directly to Earth.

After some time, the ship sounded the signal to detach the evacuation ship.

Soundwave: proud smile

The evacuation ship in which Breakdown was literally crashed into a rock, tearing off Break's leg during the fall and falling into stasis, because he had not recharged for a long time and already understood little and was like a zombie(this was probably the reason for the emergency landing). Fortunately, Jawbreaker, who was on patrol, found him and brought him to the Autobot base.

At the Autobot base, Breakdown was repaired, but locked in prison, Bumblebee recovered, Ratchet was able to save both him and the sparkling in time.

After the recovery, Bumblebee himself went to the prison to talk to Breakdown, after a difficult and emotional conversation, Bee persuaded Optimus to release Stunticon but on the condition that he would wear restraining shackles (which do not allow him to transform). And so they did, Breakdown was free with his beloved bot, but could not transform.

While Bee could transform, the Autobots began searching for their friends to restore the space bridge, at this moment Prowl reunited with his sons, who he had not seen for many years. And Cliffjumper almost killed Breakdown three times, and Octantis also joined his brother. (Poor Breakdown)

The shackles were removed from Breakdown when Bee could no longer transform, and his belly began to grow, and he needed protection. Break was constantly with Bee and could protect him.

(There was supposed to be some cute BreakBee sketch here, but I'm tired so here's cute Bee)

[pinkpuppy7]

i have been brainrotting.

"little kid with a big death wish" by remrose on AO3 is amazing and has taken over my brain and if you like turtles and peepaw y'all should absolutely go read it. 153k words of hurt/comfort and complete, as of recently.

(this scene is from chapter 22)

[willthespy]

escaping camp duties…

(Sinner - The Last Dinner Party)

Tracked time: 7h 19m - Procreate. Support me on: Instagram, TikTok or the PJO discord

click for better quality ! !

[silmalope]

brimby and narv!

Quick lineart for a sketch posted for SWG’s March challenge here.

[planetvries]

I ❤️ Balin 🥹

[sa2-sonic]

Get domesticated. idiots

[0ann3]

Finally got to draw something after so long ToT And first on the list is my fave ship to draw of all time-

Also doodled something of a personality?swap AU because I just wanted to draw Floyd properly wearing his uniform and this happened-

It took me so long to think about what theme Riddle's nicknames are gonna be, and I just went for flowers 😞 KJASHAKSjh Floyd gets the 'Sage' as a nickname because of it 😌

[k1tty5]

wips & sketches from the past while. only one of which has a chance at being finished

me . im going insane fyi

[anis-sketches]

Capre Noctem

  ⋆⁺₊ ✧ ⋆ I´ve returned to life, Eternity begins tonight ·*･｡ ☆

Cryptid Sightings aswell as The Lost Episode belong to @naffeclipse

heres the other version

happy october everyone

happy birthday cryptid sightings

[moriipoda]

"this is me on day one of NO rendog !!"

[syaolaurant]

"If you go down then we go down together

If you hold on I might just stay forever"

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Been thinking about drawing this for months, since I stumbled upon @silverxstardust 's We go down together video. It's still one of the best Sebastian x MC video I've watched and I still listen to this song almost everyday.

[chaikajpeg]

elias with deer antlers

References:

"Mature red deer stag", photo by Bill Ebsen, taken 26. september 2009 in Jægersborg Dyrehave in Denmark (if that tells you anything)

2. T-Michael (a tailor and a founder of a fashion label if i'm not mistaken)

also, i hate cropping my drawings and could not decide what version to choose in the end, so please have both

[macaroni-stars]

"He said 'yes'."

"And then what?"

"And then he said 'I do'."

[give-me-one-good-reason]

Doodle request from a friend. He just wants to see Vox beat up Alastor 😆

[awkwardpossum0]

Let's catch up