Puck - Blog Posts
for @lioriel for the February Sisters Grimm exchange!! c:
a redraw of the trampoline scene from book 6!
For @lapluieellepleut for the Sisters Grimm Exchange.
Happy Valentine's Day...? XD I was originally just going to do the one drawing but somehow it turned into two.
what’s this! actual new art? woah!!
i managed to get a sketch done for the sisters grimm summer sketch/drabble event :] based off this animatic i made last year!
day 17: dances and balls
happy belated holiday season, @rockinrobin!! I was your sg secret snowflake this year :) I loved your ideas about older puck and sabrina having some time for themselves, so here they are in a slightly oil-painty composition. I imagine them traveling abroad in their early 20s like this, getting painted by old-fashioned everafters living around the world.
I borrowed a lot from your own illustrations of sabrina for this pic, hope you don’t mind :)
Grimmtober Day 14: Firepit 🔥
Grimmtober Day 7: Sweater! 🧶
Grimmtober Day 4: Pumpkin 🎃
Grimmtober Day 2: Haunted House 👻
I used one of those funny haunted house draw the squad photos as a reference!
Grimmtober Day 1: Candy! 🍭🍬
Daphne and Puck had a competition to see who could get the most candy; Daphne won✨
I did these a while ago, but here are some more TSG character doodles, this time from books 4 and 5!
Redraw of The Kiss scene from The Sisters Grimm book 3, but make it a little more ✨romantic✨
I’ve been doodling character designs as I’m re-reading The Sisters Grimm, here are the ones I did for books 1-3!
“If we fly out over the river, they won’t be able to follow,” Sabrina said.
“Oh, we’re going over the river all right, but not to save you from the rabbits!” Puck cried. “We’re going over because you questioned my villainy.”
Sabrina looked up into his face. “You wouldn’t dare!”
“That’s another thing you shouldn’t question!”
— The Sisters Grimm: The Unusual Suspects by Michael Buckley
“It’s just a mirror,” her sister argued.
“It can’t hurt to take a look,” Puck said, and trotted over to it.
Sabrina followed Daphne, and together they studied their reflections.
“I think I see something,” Puck said.
‘What? What is it?” Sabrina said.
“A booger. It’s in your nose.” The boy laughed so hard he snorted, but then he saw Sabrina staring and stopped abruptly.
— The Sisters Grimm: The Fairy-tale Detectives by Michael Buckley
yes i’m aware the sisters grimm fandom is Very Small, yes i still want a sisters grimm cartoon, what about it
anyways here are my designs for this crew of kids
babe, only you.
jack hughes x reader
to feed my jack obsession recently, here’s a bit of angst and fluff (no mature content). please, enjoy.
also: there’s no proofread, so..
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you found yourself always wondering; “am i good enough for him?”, “do i deserve him?”. comments had been lashed out earlier this evening to darken those already eerie thoughts that you fought so hard to not reside with. a long, long stay.
jack came into the room, that was the man that’s ‘in love with you’. those thoughts slashed at your mind little cuts kept wracking your head. the trance you were in was broken by your lovers lips lovingly placed onto your head, and you felt the couch slightly dip when he sat down beside you. his arm snaked around your shoulders and pulled you close to him, your head lying on his shoulder.
no one questioned if he did enough in this relationship. no one made snarky comments on how he was so quiet, how he looked like he never put enough effort into how he showed his love, but they did to you. and it was torture trying to hit those thoughts out of your brain. every single one of those comments lingered for longer and longer each time someone made another.
“what’s wrong?”
his soft voice lingered in the room as he ran his calloused hands up and down your arm. the television was playing in the background, an old re-run of big bang theory, muted, but with subtitles.
“jack, it’s just,” you started, why couldn’t you form words. a pang in your heart stung against your chest. “i don’t deserve you.” you whispered, he froze, eyes straying from the tv and to your slumped form against him.
“what makes you think that?” he murmured, his blue eyes connected with your glossy (e/c) ones.
“i- im not good enough-“ you were cut off by a sweet kiss to the lips. “don’t talk like that. i don’t care if your quiet, i don’t care what people say about our relationship, (y/n)!” he exclaimed. “people don’t know you, and how lucky i am to actually know and to be with you. i thank anyone in the skies above that they let me hold your hands. you are everything, my universe, my world. don’t let people tear into you.”
he rubbed his hands up and down your spine as you sobbed painfully into his chest, dampening his shirt.
the thoughts were still there, but at least you had someone to guide you along this long and winding road.
“i love you.”