Dreaming Out Loud - art master post.
For round one of kradambigbang, art for jerakeen's (seriously, seriously amazing) fic Dreaming Out Loud, which I fell in love with right from the few lines she excerpted in the bigbang claims post. Working on it has been an unreal amount of fun, and I can't wait for all of you to fall in love with this 'verse, too. ♥
Cassidy chuckles at his scrunched up face. “Don’t lie. You like girls.”
Adam does. Girls are pretty and nice. But not like this. “Not their vaginas,” he says. “You have vagina cooties. Go shower. Shoo.”
Cassidy doesn’t put up a fight. He just mumbles, “Do I ever,” and wobbles his way to the bathroom. Adam hears the water start as he takes a seat at the desk by the window and starts looking through the designs he and Cassidy had been working on the day before. He pulls up the sheet with leather jacket #3, his favorite so far; he holds it up, studying the details around its shoulders, and starts taking notes. It definitely needs more spikes.
Adam loves a good mystery. Now, what could Kris be doing out all night? What do people do at night in Conway, anyway? But-wait a second . . . “Didn’t I call you at home?” He looks at the screen of his phone, and yeah, that’s what it says. Kris & Dylan Home.
“Yeah,” Kris drawls, almost sheepish. “I have the cordless with me. I’m in the backyard.”
He’s having a wild night out . . . in the backyard. That’s actually more like Kris than the bar-hopping Adam was imagining.
“And why?”
“We’re camping.”
(So why does he feel like someone’s stolen away his ability to breathe?)
Kris makes a note to talk to Adam about midnight snacks and how they should never ever involve anything from the left-side cabinet.
Then he makes another note to oil the hinges on that cabinet.
Then between that thought and the next, he falls asleep.
Soundtracks! (it's a long fic. it gets two.)
soundtrack number 1, compiled by the marvelous jerakeen, available for download here.
soundtrack number 2, compiled by me (and feel free to ask me WTF I was thinking re: any of the song choices), available for download here.
now with Extra Tentacles, just for fun.
Adam texts him all day.
Can i keep him? Ill take good care f him i promise.
He wnts a pet octopus. Can i get hm 1?
Dylan is sprawled on the floor, crayons all over the place, and he seems to be drawing an octopus . . . holding nunchucks?
Art Credits
+The banner uses a map background courtesy of googlemaps (...who knew that Conway and Los Angeles were essentially at the same latitude? you learn something new every day.), a bokeh texture from here. The photos of Adam and Kris were taken by a paparazzo and a fan, respectively.
+The background of the "I'm going to Japan" piece is the obvious but beautiful The Great Wave Off Kanagawa by Hokusai. The random flowers are from a brush set found here.
+The cloud background on the soundtrack cover is from here, the photo of Adam is by Lee Cherry.
+Brushes (a barely-visible music brush on the banner and the astrology symbols on the back of the soundtrack) from Obsidian Dawn.
Cassidy chuckles at his scrunched up face. “Don’t lie. You like girls.”
Adam does. Girls are pretty and nice. But not like this. “Not their vaginas,” he says. “You have vagina cooties. Go shower. Shoo.”
Cassidy doesn’t put up a fight. He just mumbles, “Do I ever,” and wobbles his way to the bathroom. Adam hears the water start as he takes a seat at the desk by the window and starts looking through the designs he and Cassidy had been working on the day before. He pulls up the sheet with leather jacket #3, his favorite so far; he holds it up, studying the details around its shoulders, and starts taking notes. It definitely needs more spikes.
Adam loves a good mystery. Now, what could Kris be doing out all night? What do people do at night in Conway, anyway? But-wait a second . . . “Didn’t I call you at home?” He looks at the screen of his phone, and yeah, that’s what it says. Kris & Dylan Home.
“Yeah,” Kris drawls, almost sheepish. “I have the cordless with me. I’m in the backyard.”
He’s having a wild night out . . . in the backyard. That’s actually more like Kris than the bar-hopping Adam was imagining.
“And why?”
“We’re camping.”
(So why does he feel like someone’s stolen away his ability to breathe?)
Kris makes a note to talk to Adam about midnight snacks and how they should never ever involve anything from the left-side cabinet.
Then he makes another note to oil the hinges on that cabinet.
Then between that thought and the next, he falls asleep.
Soundtracks! (it's a long fic. it gets two.)
soundtrack number 1, compiled by the marvelous jerakeen, available for download here.
soundtrack number 2, compiled by me (and feel free to ask me WTF I was thinking re: any of the song choices), available for download here.
now with Extra Tentacles, just for fun.
Adam texts him all day.
Can i keep him? Ill take good care f him i promise.
He wnts a pet octopus. Can i get hm 1?
Dylan is sprawled on the floor, crayons all over the place, and he seems to be drawing an octopus . . . holding nunchucks?
Art Credits
+The banner uses a map background courtesy of googlemaps (...who knew that Conway and Los Angeles were essentially at the same latitude? you learn something new every day.), a bokeh texture from here. The photos of Adam and Kris were taken by a paparazzo and a fan, respectively.
+The background of the "I'm going to Japan" piece is the obvious but beautiful The Great Wave Off Kanagawa by Hokusai. The random flowers are from a brush set found here.
+The cloud background on the soundtrack cover is from here, the photo of Adam is by Lee Cherry.
+Brushes (a barely-visible music brush on the banner and the astrology symbols on the back of the soundtrack) from Obsidian Dawn.