Laaate birthdaygift for thismightyneed o3o She asked me to draw her what we’ve decided to call the Steam Punk Old Men (because concept!Pitch looks like a Steampunk Pirate).
And here’s a mini drabble for it too:
It is not often they meet like this, but when they do, it always takes place on Sanderson’s Island. It is calm and peaceful there, and it is one of few places where the Shadows know not to cross a line.
It is the one place where Pitch knows he can shed his armor, and not have to worry about being knifed in the back as a result.
They have a ritual about this, but it all ends in the same way, with the two of them resting in Sanderson’s large bed, the two of them wrapped up in warm cotton robes, that are made to be uncorrupted by nightmares or dreamsand.
It helps keeps things neutral in a way, which suits them both.It is also the only place, where Pitch knows he can rest peacefully. He admits this to Sanderson one time, as the other sits with the Nightmare General resting up against him, while Sanderson gently massaged his face and scalp.
“You have no idea what it feels like,” he mumbled tiredly, gently soothed by the others touches, “to fear the coming of another day, or another night. To be afraid all the time… You know nothing about that.”
~I know that I am your friend.~ Sanderson replies in a gentle whirl of sand. ~And that is enough for me.~
people don’t understand how much I love old couples au, is like, the most precious thing in the whole universe, I just love it
