Paper Legends: Art for A Dream in Time Gone By, by Queasy_Mouse
Title: A Dream in Time Gone By
Author: queasy_mouse
Artist: blood_songs90
Pairings/characters: Merlin/Arthur, Mordred
Rating: PG-13 for art, NC-17 for the fic
Warnings: Spoilers if you haven't read the fic or watched/read Les Misérables
Summary: 5 art pieces: a header, a poster and 3 artworks
Artist's notes: I've been a huge fan of Les Mis since high school, so I jumped at the chance to do art for this. It's been such a wonderful, challenging time trying different ways of digital painting and exploring more emotion and compositional experimentation. So much love to queasy_mouse for doing such an awesome Merthur reinterpretation of the story.
The Thank You Section of Love: A warm thank you to altocello for helping with a quick beta ♥ I'd like to thank the Paper Legends chat as well for just being super supportive folks, particularly crimsonswirls, deminos001, fuckyeah, k_nightfox, rocknvaughn, and zairaalbereo.
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look down, look down, don't look 'em in the eye
The rhythm of the pickaxes washed over Arthur as he strained, muscles bulging through his tattered shirt as he reached up once more. His reach was hampered by the shackles around his wrists, but he stretched as far as he could, ignoring the strain as his wrist twisted a little. It was a small pain, compared to the rest of his reality.
this change, can people really fall in love so fast?
Before Arthur could respond, he turned away. “May I at least know your name, sir?” Arthur called out in vain to the receding back, hardly expecting a response.
But he got one. With a muttered, “Oh, damn it all,” the dark haired man turned on his heel and grabbed Arthur, pushing him into the alley and into the small, dark gap between two buildings. Arthur was too surprised to resist at all, and soon found himself being pressed against the stonework and kissed to within an inch of his life.
take my hand, the night grows ever colder
Merlin's hand dropped back to the covers as though it'd taken all his strength to keep it held up for so long. Arthur encircled it in his own, lifting their joined hands to hold in place over Merlin's heart.
“Love you.”
They sat like that for a while.
“'m so cold,” Merlin muttered.
“I'll keep you warm.” Arthur stroked his free hand through Merlin's hair.
“You always do.” Merlin breathed out - one, final rattling breath. And then there was silence.
Note: Wow, drawing and colouring this one in killed me inside, not going to lie. It was painful as.
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Author: queasy_mouse
Artist: blood_songs90
Pairings/characters: Merlin/Arthur, Mordred
Rating: PG-13 for art, NC-17 for the fic
Warnings: Spoilers if you haven't read the fic or watched/read Les Misérables
Summary: 5 art pieces: a header, a poster and 3 artworks
Artist's notes: I've been a huge fan of Les Mis since high school, so I jumped at the chance to do art for this. It's been such a wonderful, challenging time trying different ways of digital painting and exploring more emotion and compositional experimentation. So much love to queasy_mouse for doing such an awesome Merthur reinterpretation of the story.
The Thank You Section of Love: A warm thank you to altocello for helping with a quick beta ♥ I'd like to thank the Paper Legends chat as well for just being super supportive folks, particularly crimsonswirls, deminos001, fuckyeah, k_nightfox, rocknvaughn, and zairaalbereo.
Poster:
Art:
Click the following images to view bigger versions.
look down, look down, don't look 'em in the eye
The rhythm of the pickaxes washed over Arthur as he strained, muscles bulging through his tattered shirt as he reached up once more. His reach was hampered by the shackles around his wrists, but he stretched as far as he could, ignoring the strain as his wrist twisted a little. It was a small pain, compared to the rest of his reality.
this change, can people really fall in love so fast?
Before Arthur could respond, he turned away. “May I at least know your name, sir?” Arthur called out in vain to the receding back, hardly expecting a response.
But he got one. With a muttered, “Oh, damn it all,” the dark haired man turned on his heel and grabbed Arthur, pushing him into the alley and into the small, dark gap between two buildings. Arthur was too surprised to resist at all, and soon found himself being pressed against the stonework and kissed to within an inch of his life.
take my hand, the night grows ever colder
Merlin's hand dropped back to the covers as though it'd taken all his strength to keep it held up for so long. Arthur encircled it in his own, lifting their joined hands to hold in place over Merlin's heart.
“Love you.”
They sat like that for a while.
“'m so cold,” Merlin muttered.
“I'll keep you warm.” Arthur stroked his free hand through Merlin's hair.
“You always do.” Merlin breathed out - one, final rattling breath. And then there was silence.
Note: Wow, drawing and colouring this one in killed me inside, not going to lie. It was painful as.
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