I'm so bad about posting art oops
@mong-mongi's lovely OC Red! I've unilaterally decided she's canon to DumEE's story. After Jack dies, DumEE, helped by Mr. Jeffrey Blake, escapes Helios to Pandora. DumEE's one-of-a-kind and Hyperion would LOVE to mass market him, especially after Jack dies and they end up visionless.
DumEE tries to live for awhile, but grief eventually makes him give up and he just--sits down--hoping to die. Red gives him a second chance at life and family <3
Another D&D character~
This is Osha, she's a yuan-ti pureblood and currently sailing with her girlfriend in their homebrew pirate campaign. Originally, she was an alchemist who worked at the pirate homebase, but the party loved her so much she's now a staple in the campaign (and the girlfriend of the captain oh hoho) -- love when that happens <3
The shirts were Jack's idea. (sorry tumblr hates my image sizes)
Little drabble below the cut!
"C'mon, kitten. It'll be great. Imagine all the peons looking at you like they wanna kill you!" Jack shoves the pink shirt Rhys's way, smirking.
"Yeah that's the problem, Jack." Rhys takes the shirt and holds it up. He eyes the font and frowns. "Why can't I be eating your ass?"
Jack quirks a brow at him.
Rhys waits.
"...Seriously? I have to explain my shirt to you?" Jack tosses the yellow shirt on and smooths it out over his wide chest. "Between you n' me, I'm the asshole, baby."
"Awe, I can't decide if that was a compliment or not." Rhys slips out of his own shirt to pull the new one over his head. He feels Jack's burning gaze the whole time until it's settled over his abdomen.
"I can't decide if I wanna eat your asshole right now or show off these friggen shirts." Jack steps close to Rhys, running his thumb over soft lips.
Rhys snorts. "You know. I could enjoy being a pillow princess every now and then." He shivers when Jack's hand slips under the shirt to rub at his hip. "You should've gotten different shirts."
Jack barks out a laugh. "That's the joke, kitten. They all think you bend over for me." He swipes out his tongue to gloss over Rhys's lips. "But we both know how feral you get when your tongue's slippin' inside my hole."
Rhys groans. "Let's get this over with." He tugs on Jack's arm to subject himself to Jack's shenagains.
It goes off exactly as Jack wants. Curious gazes. Giggles. Smirks. Rhys's face burns with embarassment, but he's hard as a rock all through it.
And when they get back to the penthouse? Rhys shoves Jack into the bed and spreads those strong legs wide.
"H-hey!" Jack laughs, squirming around as he's getting out of his clothes. "Wanna switch shirts?"
2025 was a special year for me because it really revived my desire to create art. While I'm going through a struggle on my art right now, I hope to keep this momentum going!
Sorry this template is blurry AF on tumblr but-- oh well <3
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