and the full version of the previous picture uwu
Wing’s vents were steady, almost like meditation, but his optics were bright and admiring as he watched the stars. After so long underground, no wonder the stars, for him, were a novelty again, all the more beautiful for their long absence.
—wayward light ch. 11, “blinking in the starlight”
In which our heroes enjoy much-needed cuddles.
You don’t know how long I fretted over which one of them should wear the Sword before I finally said, “You know, what, NO GETS IT.” I wanna ink it with microns *__* It’s a rare pencil sketch right now.
Wing: -laughing at fin-tickles-
Drift: I laaaav youu!
OH NO TOO CUTE I’M DYING GOODBYE FRIENDS
Thank youuuu *v* Wing likes having his fins pet and played with. Even more so when Drift makes dumb kissy faces at him.
It’s sticky so it can hide under a cut. I also included the lineart from before perspective destroyed my brain and I cropped it so I could cope.
I wish drawing robots didn’t take me like…a month. I want to draw pictures for cool tumblr people ;3; You guys are so cool.