i spent way too much time on this okay

i spent too much time on this– so I’ve been toying with the idea of an RPG!AU! Despite the fact that I know next to nothing about D&D or fantasy/RPG settings… (fhkdjs blame my nerris muse for this…) The colours are in no way final, either. Preston gave me a hell of a time…

They’re all older as well! Anywhere from mid-late teens/early-20s. I have most of the cast’s classes and alignments sorted out; I would’ve started out with the main 3, but Max and Nikki are harder for me to nail a design for.  Hit me up if you’ve got some thoughts on this or would like to know about the other characters before I draw them!

I’ll put all my current headcanons for these 3 under the cut ↓ ↓ ↓ (Classes are loosely based on the many from D&D, but I wanted to keep things flexible so m(_ _)m) 

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Endlessly and Eternally

Alex Summers x Reader

Author: Jen


Anonymous requested:  “ You should write Alex Summers X reader smut where he returns from Vietnam and it is their first time together in over 3 years? So you can do fluffy, passionate and rough all in one. Thank you soooooo much! “

Okay this took way too long to write but this proved to be challenging! I truly hope you enjoy it cause I was scared I’d sound like a 12 year old virgin! Here we go !

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Other frans comics’ backgrounds are usually from true pacifist ending so they don’t need to solve this problem. However, my story involved at least once successful genocide run. It would be a little bit tricky to deal with their dispute in a romantic story.
This programme is accounted for Stand-in. So of course you can think them with a different way in the original game. Or you can keep your own opinion if you disagree with my thought. It’s totally okay. But if you find it acceptable, I’ll appreciate it.

Thank you very much.

Oh well, I think I already spent too much time on this full-color comic. Next Stand-in comic page is coming up!

Living Together Part 2

Idk why you guys wanted more but here you go (hope you like them :))

- okay, okay, lemme tell ya something amazing: grocery shopping together
- srsly both of them need to be eXTRA careful w what they eat (Ty’s kidneys and Ethan’s peanut allergy)
- so like they get to the grocery store, and Ethan turns to Tyler
• “I can already tell, I can’t eat half of the. things in here.”
- and Tyler is torn between going to a new store for Ethan or spending the whole entire day look for food in this store
- “Can we go shopping another day?” “We only have ramen and peanut butter at home.” “Oh.”
- iT TAKES FOREVER BUT THEY FINALLY GET ENOUGH GROCERIES (only after going to 5 different stores smh)

- can we also talk about Eth doing gymnastics all over the house
- like, oh Eth is just sitting on the couch, NOPE HE’S DOING A SPLIT
- handstands fucking everywhere
- (and dunno if you guys know this, but when and after i was in gymnastics, when i stretch my body literally sounds like pop rocks)
- so the first time Eth stretched around the house, Ty asked him if they had to go to the hospital
- also can we just ???
- Flexible Ethan is my shit
- like ??

- Or literally them doing chores together
they sing constantly no matter what chore it is
- vacuuming, dishes, sweeping, laundry
- they literally are singing together with each chore
- bonus: they sing Disney songs
- bonus bonus: it’s duets

- and like guys
- they decorated a house together
- if you ever want to be happy, imagine them putting together IKEA furniture
- “wtf is that.” “a chair.” “are you sure?” “not really.”
- also Eth fucking hoards candles
- like its his shit
- candles everywhere
- especially in his own room
- idk why i hc that but i do

- them living together ????

(Thanks for all the notes on the last post, it means a lot to me. Also feel free to send asks.)

Okay, my evolving head canon: I’m not that familiar with submissive behavior in BDSM relationships, but I think Shades has been yearning for a domme all his life, which explains why he’s so thirsty when he first sees Mariah after all those years. He spent a lot of time around Mama Mabel, who was undoubtedly a strong woman, perhaps running errands for her and seeing that it was her that could get sh*t done in the neighborhood, especially with his family (with his reference to an abusive father). He’s been waiting for a woman like Mama Mabel, which is why he spoke to Mariah about rebuilding her family name (although Mariah reacted more positively to Alex’s statement that she could remake Harlem’s Paradise in her own image, not her grandmother’s or mother’s image). Shades is trying to get close again to Mama Mabel through Mariah, while Mariah is trying to get away from it. But Mariah can’t help being who she is, as Cottonmouth noted, and she’s starting to embrace it.

I’m not sure he’s into physical kink, but he’s definitely into being submissive to his domme, which I think explains why he’s not touching her in this photo, while she has her hands all over him. He hasn’t been given permission yet.


“Scott, just listen to me, okay? You’re not no one. You’re someone, you’re… Scott, you’re my best friend. And I need you. Scott, you’re my brother. So if you’re gonna do this, I think you’re just gonna have to take me with you.”




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Satisfied ( Alexander X Reader )

Ok, so, this should have been out a couple of hours ago and I should already have started myself on part three of Ma Bijou (because damn right I’m doing that shit), but my mom is recovering from a surgery and shit went down and I spent a great fourty minutes crying over it but here I am! 

This is my first Alex x reader because I honestly suck at Alex x reader. I guess I ship him way too much with Eliza and John to write imagines that are as okay as the rest of my imagines so anyways. I’m ‘a just stop rambling now. Enjoy!

Word Count: 1108.

The first time that man walked into your workplace, you flipped. You couldn’t tell if it was the slid-back ponytail or the smart gleam on his big dark eyes, something about him attracted you harder than you could’ve imagined an attraction. When he walked towards your balcony, looking at all the flowers on the walls, you thought you’d pass out. “Good afternoon”, he said, and your head spun. His voice was absolute music at your ears. You realized, however, that you were supposed to answer to that.

“Good afternoon”, you said sheepishly. “How can I help you today, sir?”

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Okay so the scanner with my new printer is being completely terrible but I really wanted to show what I worked on tonight so here’s some phone pics. I spent way too much time on this but I really love the outcome so it works. I’ll probably add this to my 5x7" prints when I can get a good scan of it.

Older!Drarry, sometime post-Hogwarts. Mostly just an excuse to draw scruffy Harry and Draco with some way-too-stylish-for-his-own-good hair.

So in eighth grade there was this one girl, let’s call her Peyton, and this boy who got held back and was a “total rebel,” let’s call him Todd.

So the entire grade (and probably 90% of the teachers since it was a small school) knew that these two were fucking. But they (okay Peyton) never actually came out and said it.

So one day we’re in biology, where I sat next to Peyton. Todd sat across the room but the way the seats were set up, he was basically looking right at us.

Peyton was always talking during class, and one day’s topic for her talking was “So yesterday I fixed my broken bed.”

She spent way too much time talking about how she had to go on a “mad crazy” hunt to find tools, and how “a friend” had to help lift the bed because it was heavy.

I was getting tired of the story, so I asked, “How did you end up fixing it?”

“Oh I just screwed it.”

“…Isn’t that how it broke in the first place?”

Cue the entire class exploding, and Todd and Peyton both turning bright red. …That was my most savage moment of eighth grade.

Don’t You Worry, Darling

For my babies: @heidipoo-xox, @araonzeii, @itsgigibitchez, @allhailhey, @noenoemi, @animeme-central and @arianalove14. I spent way too much time on this. I’m sorry it’s so short.

“Brock, I swear, I’m okay.” Brian said, trying to calm his fretting boyfriend. They were sitting in the Emergency Room, waiting to be seen for his dislocated shoulder. In all honesty, he wasn’t okay. He was in severe pain and couldn’t really move without a sharp pain piercing through his arm. 

But he hated to see the way Brock’s forehead scrunched up when he was worried (though adorable as it was). His hands were hovering around his shoulder as if he was afraid he was going to harm him further. 

“I told you that it was too much weight.” Brock said for what had to have been the eighth time. “What number is your pain? I know you lied to the nurse in there, Bri. There is no way you are only at a 5. I can see it in your face.”

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