Prologue
She smiled as she remembered that basement floor, freshly poured in the construction site of that new development, and wondered if her self portrait that now looked nothing like her was still carved into the concrete foundation.
Windows to the Soul - chap. 23-24 - by Skyfox
She turned it over and handed it to him, revealing a self portrait she had sketched. "it's supposed to be a picture of me...i made it while you were asleep. since i can't really hide it anywhere until later, i'm giving it to you now."
Rigor
Sophia stopped cold when she turned to the final page and saw a self-portrait the tiger had sketched.
Breakhorn Huntress
Or was this based on some artist's perverse imagination, or perhaps even a self-portrait? from a narrow pointed tip, the phallus was sleek and almost aerodynamic in shape.
Closer than Friends. Chapter 2
A few self portraits that couldn't be real. the first one was arced in as if he was looking in a mirror and took a snapshot. the nostrils were closed. eyes open to show off his gaping smile.
Chapter 1
There was something comforting in seeing her crude self-portrait and name etched in the new foundation, knowing that it would be there for many years to come.
Dietrich's Loss
She had paintings of nature on her walls, as well as a reproduction of one of van gogh's self portrait, the one where he wears a straw hat. "mister orr, i wasn't expecting you to come in today."
Nick - Wild
Alpha had cleaned out nick's computers and equipment and spent hours looking through the pictures nick had taken, but the one that stuck with him the most was a self portrait. nick was sitting on a rock, in full werefox form it was the middle of the day.
Diago's Adventures in Australia
Like a self-portrait or something. i'm nothing special." diago listened to her ranting patiently, his head tilting to the side before he stopped her with a laugh. "angel!
Eudaemon II: Dragon and Colossus, Part 1
When cherry had asked what it was, zerrex had merely smiled in a sad way that surprised her and hurt her to the core, and then he'd said softly it was a picture that she'd once drawn... a self-portrait made from chaos.
They Are My Friends: Brothers in Arms part 2
They were nothing special to him, just a few landscape paintings, an abstract or two and a self portrait. he opened a half empty box full of paint. he decided to paint again, just to keep his skill alive.
Painting the Perfect Lover
"hey, maybe i should do a self-portrait," i thought to myself. "but then again, i don't have a mirror handy and there aren't enough grays here to really pick up on my natural highlights." i laughed at myself. maybe a cool forest scene?