Happy birthday, Maggie!
This fic is, essentially, a group of letters written to Londo from G’kar while he is traveling with Lyta. In his own way, he admits to Londo that he has more than just respect for him, and Londo does the same. Essentially, it is a tragic correspondence between two people who need each other more than anything—but isn’t that what most love letters are?
Ugh I really hope I didn’t screw them up this is scary waaaaah
Enjoy it, Maggie, and everyone!
A little drawing of bb!Delenn that I have been working on, mostly for shading practice.
bb!Delenn doesn’t get enough love.
Testing the waters of Babylon 63 with a relatively simple fic: basically, Thom goes to admit to Saul he is attracted to him, expecting the worst and having his expectations soundly rejected.
Basically it is plotless fluff, mostly meant for characterization.
Got tired of trying (fruitlessly) to color Saul.
So I started drawing Ambassador Londra Mollari. <3
Edited with a much better representation of what she will look like.
This fic was inspired by Avelera’s reincarnation!AU headcanon, which I will post here:
The equivalent of a punk movement has grown up on Centauri Prime in the last century, where both men and women dress in Narn fashion, to the general fury of their elders.
The Narn are alternately amused and annoyed by this, in part because it gave some Narn children the idea to rebel by wearing Centauri silks and frock coats in an ironic fashion.
Clueless humans think its based on their own punk movement, since with all the leather and studs they honestly can’t tell the difference, thus completely missing the point of the Centauri youth rebellion.
The moral of the story: hipsters ruin everything.
This is not set in the reincarnation!AU timeline, but in the regular B5 one. Emperor Mollari II is addressing the problem with these misguided Centauri hipsters. I guess this is G’Kar/Londo if you want it to be? I mean, it isn’t really the focus of this fic, except for their bantering.