"Dick, What Is It?"

"Dick, what is it?"

"It's ... nothing."

"Then quit looking at me like that ..."

I've fallen hard for Winters/Nixon and I can't get up! So I drew them kissing because I desperately needed to get this off my chest. They have been living in my head rent-free ever since May. I wanted to do this also as a little thank you to all the people who have created artwork, fanfiction, and other lovely creations for the series, you rock! I've enjoyed myself tremendously and wanted to give something back. Voilà!

I made a pretty because Lulu made a pretty and now we’ve both got some pretties. 🥰

Read the accompanying fic here! (And please leave kudos or comments if you feel inclined, I’m an attention who’re and I need them. 🥲)

Commission for @aloraundomiel illustrating her story Temper The Heart Of Me

Don’t look at me, Gunny is right. 

“Putting the water down, I sat on it and watched my skipper with admiration. Never before had I regretted so profoundly my lack of artistic talent and inability to draw the scene before me. The tiny flashlight faintly illuminated Captain Haldane’s face as he studied the map. His big jaw, covered with a charcoal stubble of beard, jutted out. His heavy brow wrinkled with concentration just below the rim of his helmet.” - E.B. Sledge, With the Old Breed: Part I, Chapter V

So I finished Ninety One Whiskey by komodobits and I want to write 100 loveletters to this story. Almost half a million words and I dreaded the last few pages because I just didn’t want it to end. What a wonderful story, what a talent, what a masterpiece, and it hasn’t left my mind once since starting it.

I had to emotionally digest everything by creating a bunch of fanart with some of the scenes that got seared into my mind - vividly and probably forever.

There is one more scene I drew, that I can’t post here. It’s on my patreon publicly :)

All of it is spoiler-y to the story, so please be aware!