As some people may know, I am a huge Bioshock fan. To me, Bioshock is probably THE perfect video game as far as atmosphere and story goes - it is impossibly hypnotic, rich with meaning and content and is overall an incredible experience.
I'm also somewhat notorious for latching onto minor characters.
And then I found this fanfiction series
based on Cohen's Disciples. And I already cared - waaaaay too much - about Sander Cohen. But then I read this series, more specifically the middle entry (which shares the title of this artwork) and then. Rarepair hell. *shakes fist*
An attempt, once more, at a colored-line aesthetic, a painted look to the shading, and characters actually *gasps* touching each other!!! Took waaaaaay too many hours - half because I had at least six different palettes for the background (if I can call it that) and it took me foreVER TO WORK OUT THE SUBTLE LIGHTING. And the feet. And their arms. And just.... everything. I finished it reALLY QUICKLY because tomorrow I'm heading off to my summer job and then to school and if I didn't finish it now, I never would.
TL;DR Silas Cobb/Kyle Fitzpatrick is destroying my life and I keep trying to convince everyone I speak with to read these fics and ship them with me.