princess-of-purple-prose:
insuspensa:
“Ah, Mr. Bouchard. So sorry to keep you waiting. Please, take a seat, and we’ll begin.”
[ID: Art of the original Elias Bouchard before his job interview. He stands in front of a wall lined with portraits of the Institute Heads, who are all smirking and all have yellow eyes looking either directly at the viewer or at Elias. Elias’ head is placed where the tenth portrait would go, and his eyes are the same yellow as the ones in the portraits. He turns to where an opened door casts light into him. The only colors used are green and yellow, with yellow for the light and the eyes and green for everything else. End ID]
elias-rights:
The paranoia. The determination to apply rationality to something unknowable. The need to know. Them drinking their coffee the same way. Them keeping bones in their offices. Pushing away their connections. The way they instinctively get what the other is saying. The fear of being puppeteered around. Them being both nerds and old men at heart. The fact that their names are similar. And it was all unintentional.
genuinely touched by all the nice things people have said in the tags on my art post over the last week (and previous posts as well!!) the last few months have been my first foray back into making anything fandom-related in a very long time and I’ve been blown away. thank you!
rascheln:
jonelias is fun because it can go: secret office romance with power imbalance (boss/employee AND age gap). enemies AND lovers. exes that repeatedly betrayed each other and are on different sides technically, while also still being drawn to each other due to being avatars of the same power and maybe possibly being attracted to each other in no small part because of that. straight up “i hate you and what you made of me, i need to destroy you, i still yearn for you” vs “i love you, i love what you’ve become and that it is because of me but not even you can stop me (but if there’s one person who could, it would be you)”
solraneth-archive:
MAG 158 / MAG 193
