Happy Sunday, folks! Right now I’m in a good mood because game 5 of the Stanley Cup Finals is tomorrow night and here’s hoping the Blackhawks win it at home!
Oh, and I have some art and writing to share as well from the past two weeks.
Storytime first – I’ve finished two “new” fanfiction stories since last SotA and posted them here on the site and over on Fanfiction.net. I’ve also double-checked to make sure that all my stories are posted here on the site as well. I’ve posted them with the actual dates they were originally put online, so except for the new most recent ones, it’s all in the archives.
Broken (Naruto) and Faded Memories (One Piece)
As for artwork, I’ve finished the two WIPs that I posted last time and added three more pieces to that.
Title: Faded Memories
Author: Rhyssa Fireheart
Pairing: None at this time
Fandom: One Piece
Disclaimer: Don’t own it, never will. Just like to play around with it in my mind.
Also posted here over on Fanfiction.net, which is where I archive my stories.
The sea train pulled into the station at St. Poplar on a stormy day. The passengers grumbled as they got out, fumbling to find umbrellas or coats to protect them from the rain. One woman didn’t bother though; she simply limped her way up the street, pausing to notice the houses covered in, where those soap bubbles? Shaking her head, she continued on to the hotel, not wishing to spend more time getting wet than she had to.
When he finally woke up, Rob Lucci was relieved to find himself alive and alone. Hattori fluttered to the window sill of what appeared to be a hotel room and let out a happy chirp before flying off again. He closed his eyes again, falling asleep this time.
The next time he woke up, the room was filled with the other members of Cipher Pol 9 perched on stools, chairs, the window ledge (next to a returned Hattori) and even crammed into the corner, filling the room. They’d been talking quietly amongst themselves, waiting to see that their leader was truly going to survive after all. The doctor squeezed into the room to give Lucci a quick exam and then left, saying the patient needed to rest in bed for at least another four days and warning the others not to tire him out too much.