Imagining Jason as the son of a corrupt king, and Nico as the thief who steals from them to help the commoners :) Thanks for such a fun week to everyone who participated or supported! I feel like I received so much love and some really hilarious tags ahsjdjdk thank you so much 💗
Trigger Warnings For First Image: Depctions of Grief, Death
Trigger Warnings For Second Image: Eyestrain (just to be safe)
Day 7 of Jasico Week: Lyrics! (techinally angst/comfort too lol)
The song is The Moon Will Sing by the Crane Wives
These pieces are meant to contrast one another in terms of brightness, to just contrast how Nico's life is with and without Jason. Also that sweater Nico is wearing, is one I depicted Jason wearing in an earlier Jasico drawing.
Really proud of these drawings tbh, experimentation.
James woke up, drenched in sweat and feeling a sharp sting of pain in his left arm.
"Ah, crap! Another bad dream," he muttered to himself. The pain was worsening, so he reached for another medicine to help ease it. The memories remained vivid in his mind: the brutal beating, the sound of his arm breaking, and the sensation of lying helpless on the bathroom floor, teetering on the brink of death.
Without his medication, he couldn't sleep at night, lest the nightmares return to torment him.
As the pain subsided, James took a deep breath and found some relief. He rested his head back on the pillow, staring up at the ceiling before closing his eyes. In his mind's eye, he pictured his mama, a kind old woman in her 60s, gently stroking his hair and singing his favorite lullaby.
Though she was nowhere to be found, James found solace in imagining her presence.
The first time i saw Rem was magical, the blue sky, the red petals and the music! I really love sound life, man i wished i had a complete portuquese version, but unfortunely, the brazilian fandom is too small for that:/