The last two weeks of this month are gonna end up being ridiculously busy at work so my supervisor told me to work from home from last Thursday through to Christmas break.
I didn’t have a second monitor at home so they decided to buy me one and have it shipped to me. (I know right?!)
Now I have this massive 24 inch monitor so best believe I’mma do some edits and gifsets with this monster.
As you all may not know, I’ve been developing an original urban-fantasy series. So to keep my creative juices flowing, I thought I’d put together some character fancasts/aesthetics for my original characters. [as they are currently developed].
I might also do some SH Magnus Bane gifsets or edits.
I was gonna do a couple Jaia edits but I’m so fucking blown by the Dom situation that I don’t think I can look at his face for that long right now. So I might do some edits for my fanfic, both current and upcoming.
We’ll see what I have time for.
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looks like Sarek finally got around to reading his father’s day gift from twenty years ago
(beautiful sarek gifs by @theravennestgifs; v v sophisticated photo manipulation by me; original book by someone else entirely)
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Picnic in the Park | Married!Brightwell + Daughter
Malcolm had finally found the time to take a break from his case to have a picnic in Central Park with Dani and Zorya. It had been his idea so of course he was running late. He’d been distracted by a particularly difficult profile. He liked to profile cold cases when the team didn’t have an active one. Sometimes, if he tried hard enough, he could uncover some missing motivation or hidden clue to have the case re-opened.
He picked up his feet and ran faster, cresting the bridge and turning left onto a dirt path. He tried valiantly to dodge other park-goers without much luck and ducked through a copse of trees into an open lawn.
He heard them before he saw them. Dani’s voice was sharp and firm as she urged Zorya to be careful. Zorya’s answering peals of laughter told Malcolm his daughter wasn’t listening. Dani always complained that she took too much after him in that aspect. Considering every misbegotten ploy he’d made to catch a criminal against her advice, Malcolm couldn’t disagree.
When he finally laid eyes on them, he breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced quickly at his watch. Not too late. He slowed his run to a sprint and then to a light jog, coming up on Dani at an angle.
His wife was crouched over a large blanket with food spread out on it and two tiny sandals. A small lantern sat nearby for when it got dark. They were planning to stay in the park until dinner time.
Dani’s wide-brimmed hat shielded her face from the sun and her hair was weaved into two braids. Zorya had her curls flying loose around her head as she ran barefoot. When she looked back, Malcolm saw flowers tucked in behind her ear. Zorya turned as soon as she saw him, a smile stretching larger than life across her face.
Malcolm locked eyes with her and the breath rushed from his lungs. Every thought he had of the cold case evaporated. All that mattered to him in that moment was Dani and his daughter, and the life he never thought he could have...but then found.
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