So, one of our newer players is super-paranoid about things being mimics. Touch something without checking it first? “Is it a mimic?” Apparently having no choice about whether or not to deal with a bridge or door? “Is it a mimic?” The DM pauses for more than two seconds after someone asks about something? “Is it a mimic?”

Anyway, he wasn’t there during our last session, and I’m planning a homebrew game that’ll start up in a couple weeks. The current DM had to take a minute to set up the map, so we were just talking.

Me: …So… out of curiosity, how mad would people be if I threw in a dungeon that was literally nothing but mimics, just to screw with [new player]?

Cleric: Wait, what?!

Gunslinger: Oh my god…

Current DM: *stops drawing and looks up to stare at me*

Me: Because I’m really fricking tempted, and I don’t want to upset anyone…

Sorcerer: So, like, the treasure chest is a mimic, and the furniture is a mimic, and…?

Me: The the bridges are mimics, the doors are mimics, the decorations are mimics, that magic sword you just found? Mimic. Pile of gold? Mimic. The key to the doors? The answer is yes. The answer is literally always yes!

Gunslinger: The entire dungeon complex? It’s a mimic!

Me: You have reached the boss chamber! The boss is its tongue!

Cleric: Do it!

anonymous asked:

What is #brbchasingdreams?

This is probably my favourite ask ever, and also one that’s quite hard to put to words. ‘#brbchasingdreams’ is this little mantra I made for myself two years ago now, during a time that I found quite pivotal to me. In ways, it was the beginning of my art journey. 

Two years ago I was still studying a different course. At the time, I had no intentions of doing art at all, with the idea that I’d just do it sometime later.  But I had this sudden urge to say to hell with it, I’m going to try my hardest to build a name as an artist, whilst studying towards this completely different career trajectory. I made a deal with myself – if I could commit each day and all my spare time towards drawing and practicing and if I can one day stand on my own two feet as an artist, then maybe I really did have something to prove of myself with my art. Maybe then, just maybe, I would give art my everything and really chase that dream. So I told my friend, ‘brb, chasing dreams’

#brbchasingdreams is a reminder.
It’s a reminder for me to draw, learn and challenge myself every single day and work towards my dream
It’s a reminder for me to pause the crap, and focus on what’s important to me.
It’s a reminder that every day I am still chasing my dreams, with no intention of stopping.

 A lot has changed since, but #brbchasingdreams still means exactly what it did to me two years ago. If anything, it means just as much.


Gah okay seriously now I need a blurb or writing focused on the Mrs and Harry in their new relationship giving handjobs and blowjobs

Here we have a mixture of fluff and smut, for our sweet little Harry. A little reminiscent something between the missus and Harry during their engagement, getting some flashbacks to the cheeky moments they had. I changed up this story a little bit, but, it’s still got the general idea of the missus giving Harry some pleasure; some handjobs, some blowjobs, some sneaky touches. 

Enjoy. xx

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Inktober 2016 - 26 - Commandant Cumberlayne Aresko

Today’s the 300th day of the year! I wanted to draw something that makes me happy, but I only had time for a quick doodle. So here’s the ineffectual officer Aresko (my dearest minor villain) in the style of my fave version of him, by artist Ingo Römling for the Star Wars Rebels comics.

His name’s hilarious, his voice actor is great, I love his hangdog character design and how he’s both very timid and trying-too-hard imperious. What a great little guy!

Commission for @kreetn of his characters Gregor and Gorger! I had a bit of an art block finishing these up, mostly perspective based. In the end, I was able to pull off something I was relatively happy with. Gorger is a figment of Gregor’s mind that’s come to life, in a way, and I tried to portray that here.

AND THAT COMPLETES THE OCTOBER COMMISSIONS I HAD. I’ll be opening up commissions again in mid November, so stay tuned and thanks for all the support!

4. Witch

((I had something planned like this for a crossover prompt for the jotakak week event! It’s Kakyoin dressed like Wadanohara, from the game Wadanohara and the Great Blue Sea. I really love that game, it has a special place in my heart and it’s marine aesthetic is just so cute! Also, with Kak as Wadanohara, that will make Jotaro his shark familiar~))


Fatesona 30 day challenge
Day 4: Clothes from the other kingdom

Tried to go for some robe-ish looking clothes, something that looked from Hoshido, and I think I accomplished it? I had a lot more time to do this one day than the others, it kind of shows,maybe?

I hope it was okay to draw little scenes with some other fatesonas, too! 
Team hoshido: @tomodaichis (left) @yuruya (right)
Team Nohr: @random-delights (left) @petililt (right)

Inktober Day 25: Ba'al Busting Queen

I had a lot to do today, so I couldn’t draw until later, but here’s a slightly older Freelancer Magnolia?? I’m not 100% satisfied with the outfit, but concepting takes time and I’ll have to go through a few designs before finding something I like. Nevertheless, I had fun, since if there’s anything I like more than the Bravely Series, it’s putting the characters in alternate outfits ❤

Halloween Series || Conor

This was the first Halloween that you and Conor would spend as a couple. You had been friends for ages, but it was only a year or so ago that you decided to turn that friendship into something more.

Today, you and Conor were spending the night carving pumpkins. You left the light above your front door on to welcome any trick or treaters in the neighborhood. You were playing your Halloween playlist through your speakers and standing around the kitchen table with Conor, drawing out plans for your pumpkin. “I’m gonna go quite traditional,” Conor finally stated after a few minutes of thinking. “Nothing like a classic jack-o-lantern.”

“I think I’m gonna make a ghost,” you replied. “I’ve seen some really cool stuff on Pinterest.”

While Conor went straight to drawing out his design on the pumpkin, you got a piece of paper out and drew it on that first. “What are you doing?” Conor asked with a slight laugh. You hadn’t even really noticed that what you were doing was a little strange. It was something you had always done.

“Well, when I was little and couldn’t use knives, I would always draw what I wanted on paper and then my dad would carve it for me,” you told him. “I guess I’ve just always done it this way ever since. Oh, I bet I have pictures.”

You quickly left Conor and went into your room where you grabbed an old photo album you once stole from your parent’s house. You opened it up and flipped through the pages until finally finding the picture you were thinking of. You showed it to Conor who smiled brightly at it. The picture was of you and your two brothers standing next to your dad. The three of you were pulling funny faces while your dad was focused on carving one of the pumpkins. On the table were three drawings, presumably the designs you and your brothers each wanted on your pumpkins.

“You were adorable,” Conor told you, kissing the top of your head.

“And what am I now?” you fake pouted.

“Now you’re just perfect.”

As you both began carving your pumpkins, you heard your doorbell ring. You jumped up eagerly, excited to greet some kids and hand out candy. Conor laughed and got up with you, following you as you carried your large bowl of candy to the front door. As soon as you opened it, the three children on the other side yelled, “Trick or treat!” and held out their pumpkin baskets to you.

“You all look lovely!” you gushed to the kids. “Okay, I see Captain America, Iron Man, and Hulk, am I right?” All three children nodded happily. The one dressed as Iron Man pealed off the mask and a bright, smiling girl was on the other side.

“I’m actually Iron Woman!” she stated firmly. “My mommy and daddy said that girls can be superheroes too!” You looked behind the kids to see a lovely couple, a few years older than you and Conor, beaming at their kids.

“And your mommy and daddy were most certainly right!” you replied with a firm nod. “Girls can be anything boys can be. Thank you for helping save the world, Iron Woman!” The girl smiled brightly, revealing a missing front tooth, then covered her face with the mask once again. When they all got their candy, they yelled thank you’s behind them and ran down to the next house.

You closed the front door and walked back over to the table. Conor was staring at you, his eyes soft and his smile gentle. “What are you looking at me like that for?” you asked him, blushing slightly. You had known Conor forever, but he still managed to make you blush just as much as the day you first met him.

“I just love you,” he said. “I love how you are with kids and I love that you still act like a kid. You can be the most mature woman I’ve ever seen, but when you’re happy, it’s like you’re 10 years old all over again.” You smiled and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear.

“Well, I love you too,” was all you managed to say back.

The two of you continued to carve pumpkins, occasionally taking out your phones to snapchat your progress. When you both finished your pumpkins, you lit candles and placed them inside them, then went to place them on the front porch. Even after Conor went inside, you stayed out to take a few pictures of them before getting cold and rushing back inside. You found Conor standing at the kitchen counter, flipping through the photo album that you had left out. “What are you doing, babe?” you asked him, walking over and looking at the pictures he was smiling at. Most of them were from the autumn season, as you were either dressed up in Halloween costumes or playing outside in all the wonderfully colored leaves.

Conor looked away from the album and wrapped his arms around you, leaning his back against the counter and spreading his legs so that you were standing in between them. “Are our kids going to look like you?” he asked quietly, his face buried in your neck.

“Are you saying you want to have kids?” you asked, a teasing tone in your voice. “We’re not even married yet.” The thought of having children with Conor brought happy butterflies to your stomach.

“No, but we will be,” he stated simply. “Don’t you want to marry me?” Conor moved his head out from your neck and looked at you. You smiled and placed a gentle kiss to his lips.

“Of course I want to marry you,” you told him, your lips still close to his. “But when we have kids, I hope they have your eyes.” You pulled back and rubbed your thumbs under his eyes. “And I hope they have your nose, and your smile and your amazing sense of humor and the same kind heart that you do.”

“You’re going to be such a good mom, someday, (Y/N),” Conor told you, his hands resting on your waist.

“And you’re going to be an incredible dad,” you whispered, your lips against his again. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, darling,” Conor replied. Before your kiss could linger too long, the doorbell rang agin. “Blasted kids,” Conor joked. “Mommy and daddy just want some alone time!” You laughed and pulled away from Conor, going to greet the kids at the door and imagining what costumes your kids would wear on their first Halloween night.

Spotlight #2 - Helltooth (Crit)


Tell us a bit about yourself:
Hey folks, I’m Crit, I’m 24 and I’ve been drawing since I was 9. Currently I’m a single parent just trying to get by and the people I’ve met in the fandom plus the comic itself make life so much more fun and interesting. I’ve always had a fascination with animals and I’ve also been playing video games since before I can actually remember. So, if I dont go to school to do something involving animal rehabilitation, then I’d really like to become a character designer for video games.

1. When did you get into the fandom and how did you stumble upon it?
I’m not 100% sure but around June 20th 2014 is when i posted my first official drawing for SaM. As for how I stumbled upon it, that probably happened the same way for me that it did for everyone. The infamous period post by Viivus came across my dash with Orange’s lovely addition.

2. Who are your favorite characters/pairings?
Satan, Michael, Yup, and Zad are my favorites. I’m currently not super into the fandom so it’s hard to really say what ships I like the best but if I really had to pick, natan, gabe/mike raphriel and zad/happiness would be my go-to’s.

3. Favorite moment in the comic?
I’m torn between this one and this one

4. What is your biggest inspiration as far as your art goes?
That one is really tough because i draw inspiration from many many places. There’s usually several things influencing one single picture i draw.

5. What would you say is your favorite piece that you’ve done so far?
It’ll probably forever be this one

6. About how long does it usually take you to finish a piece?
Usually anywhere from 4-10 days. Rarely do i doodle and leave it at that

7. What art programs do you use to complete your art?
Paint Tool SAI, Manga Studio, MediBang, Krita, Fire Alpaca and Photoshop. MediBang and Manga Studio are the ones I use currently,though.

8. What are some of your hobbies?
Other than art? Playing video games is the biggest. Other than that I like exploring nature or sometimes (very rarely anymore) watching anime.

9. Before joining SaM, what was a fandom you were part of and are there any fandoms you’re into outside of SaM?
Before SaM i think I was really big into Zelda and Dragon Age. Currently, I’m mostly in the Overwatch fandom but i still keep up with Dragon Age and a whole bunch of others though i don’t actively participate in them.

10. Is there anything else you’d like the fandom to know about you or anything you’d like to say to the fandom as a whole?
I’d like to give a huge thank you to everyone who’s ever liked/reblogged/commented on my art and tell them they’re the h*ckin bomb.com. I love every single one of you guys <3

Please check out Crit’s art tag and show her some love!


Inktober Day 22 - 24
Because drawing something, no matter how small or simple, is better than drawing nothing.
I definitely got myself worked up this Inktober and constantly thought I had to outdo my last entry.  Well that’s a load of BS, so here’s a simple city in Bhutan study, a mountain and Galadriel.  With a little copper paint pen for fun.


(Sketches on a young love)

I’m really, very grateful to you. 

Yet I lack the courage to tell you that, instead, I sit, waiting, hoping that you’ll understand. 

I really hope you do. 

Don’t think I’ll ever forget how you’ve helped me, the long talks we’ve had, that you’re always the first one to notice when something’s wrong, how you’ll put an arm around my shoulder and draw me close, and ask “Is everything okay?” while knowing full well it’s not. 

It’s the gesture that counts. 

I’m sure you know it’s been brought up before, after all, it’s been asked to your face. 

You denied it vehemently, as my more rational side hoped you would. As did I, for at that moment, fortunately, my better senses had the best of me. 

It’s the other times, the times you know of, where I wish that perhaps that question stirred something within you as it had within me. 

….harbor feelings for you?

A question whose answer still eludes me. 

The time I spend with you feels so right, I love the way you hold me, the way your hand fits in mine. 

The times I see you do the same with others out of the corner of my eye, I find, are some of the most painful. 

But when it’s all said and done, I’m still in your debt, I believe that. What you’ve done for me? It’s not something that can be repaid. 

So, I push on, selfishly convincing myself there are things you only reserve for me, as I do for you. 

Casual intimacy, perhaps. Fingers laced together, my head on your shoulder. 

Eyes closed, with a serene smile that’s rarely on display. 

It’s as if your very presence makes it seem like everything will be alright, regardless of the odds stacked against me. 

The few days we don’t happen to speak or see each other - I miss your contact. 

And it’s the days after that time, when you return to me, that I find are the sweetest. 

If you love something, let it go, they say. That If it doesn’t come back, 

then it was never yours in the first place. 

Thank you for always coming back to me. 

OK you want to know something
From vol1-2 there was a “"friend” i had who was a black sun shipper
But turned on my the moment i didnt approve of his team n*gr post and unfollowed him and started drawing black blake

He had people make shitty comments and talked shit about me
Also another black sun shipper harrassed and bothered a bunch of my friends back then

So dont


I had to draw these two. Fabian Cortez and Maximus the Mad teamed up in the Quicksilver miniseries…meaning, Fabian attempted to manipulate and control Maximus under orders from Exodus, and Maximus turned the tables and double-crossed him, it was great. You know, I may be wrong/forgetting something, but I think Maximus is actually the ONLY person who ever outsmarted Fabian. SO SPECIAL.

I meant for them to be each holding a knife behind their backs but that wasn’t working out. They totally are though, you just can’t see it, that’s why their opposite arms aren’t visible. I also meant for them to be shaking/clasping hands, but that just came out as Fabian’s hand ENGULFING Max’s smaller one, whoops.

It was my first time drawing him, but I think I captured Maximus pretty well! Messy hair and sleazy smile :D

I sense there’s something in the wind
That feels like tragedy’s at hand
And though I’d like to stand by him
Can’t shake this feeling that I have
The worst is just around the bend

-Sally’s Song

I had to draw something to sooth my craving for Halloween as it’s so close already! So here you have Sally from Nightmare Before Christmas.