don’t die so far from the sea
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eridan/sollux for caitlin @ the fanex drawmeet!! this is the only one i rememberd to take a picture of…………………………….
i have the midas touch, the little prince says
kingdoms are made from blood and iron
and not from hubris and gold
the sea is vast and impossible and sad
part of the ongoing #late night colour vomit eridans doodle set
did you know? nattie loves princes!!!
i want to draw all the true-to-name godtiers (because vaguely kingdom-esque outfit design is my fave) but honestly i just wanted to draw prince eridan again uvu
i’m ruminating on an AU where eridan is 2nd in line for the crown (feferi being the heiress) and everyone gets to wear really nice clothes hehehe ヾ( ´﹃｀)ﾉ
darling, you couldn’t fix me if you tried
“So can I see it?” he asked, his voice still hoarse.
“See what?” Eridan asked, running an arm underneath his glasses to dab at his eyes.
“The…damage zone, I guess,” Sollux replied, the words tumbling awkwardly from his mouth.
this is fanart for the wonderful THE OTHER SIDE OF THE HEART by inkskratches and it’s pretty much my favourite…fic…… ever…………………… she writes eridan flawlessly and it’s just wonderful!!! please give it a try if eri/sol doesn’t make you puke (and even if it does, go grab a bucket or something, it’s that good)!!!
is it late enough to post colour vomit prince eridans yet
only 6 sweeps old and you’re already gone
hi-res?? late night doodle 6_9…
“Ampora, you touch my face again and I will blow your gills to bits—”
“Noww noww, Captor, that’s no wway to talk to royalty.”
the prince and the pauper 8)…
“Look, Ampora, your fluke magic crasher was good — it stings like a fucking constant to the thinkpan — but why in the good name of Odin would you declare a duel against a professor?”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?!” Eridan snarls, the congealed blood in his nose obscuring his accent. He’s wheezing. Sollux probably shouldn’t find that as appealing as it was.
“For fuck’s sake you idiot, just drop the act,” Sollux spits, pulling Eridan’s ridiculous scarf closer, “I’ve got you burned and webbed and all this pretty fog nullifies your goddamn attacks. You know this—“
The high wizard raises a hand in defiance, weak magic pulsing from his palm. “Stop overestimatin’ yourself, Captor! Maybe I just got tired of seein’ your piss-yellow ass struttin’ around.”
Sollux rakes him in, eyes starting to spark with power.
“I’m built to destroy wizards. Like you. So you’ve got ten seconds to explain before I land a fire bolt on your royal grubnook and make a new manteau outta your roasted hide.”