#noah harper

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some emote sketches i did a while ago for my discord server with the waifu @castingdebauchery u3u

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this is my half-elf, Ion Sheridan, and he doesn’t like wearing clothes when his roommate Noah is home 

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something stupid i tried doing for @castingdebauchery and prob why i’ll never draw comics

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drew noah in a dress a while ago for an rp thing that never happened but i’m still that peson who will use any excuse to put their character in a skirt

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my grumpy elven boy Noah Harper

[keplerspacecraftofficial]

noah therapy

i think he's a pretty ideal supporting character. he's about as deep as a kiddy pool but yknow? he is mediocre he is kind

[solipseismic]

FINALLY got to The Bitch Boy’s kidnapping i am proud of myself thank u all for coming, cw for kidnapping and blood

Noah was brought to his knees in the middle of the hallway, arms pulled painfully behind his back and head craned to the side with one man’s fingers tangled tightly in his hair. Someone had gotten blood all over his dress shirt and Noah realized only a few seconds later that he was the one bleeding – viciously, in fact, from a cut high on his forehead. Masters in her sensible black flats with the rubber soles came to stand in front of him and Noah mustered up every ounce of his contempt and spat bright crimson blood onto her shoes, the thick copper taste of it almost making him gag.

“That wasn’t very polite of you.” Masters brushed the tips of her fingers over the side of his neck, a clinical, perfunctory touch, and Noah’s Adam’s apple jerked up and down as he swallowed convulsively.

“I’m not a polite man.”

“So I’ve heard.” Masters produced a syringe from the depths of her jacket and flicked the cap off, piercing the skin of Noah’s throat easily. “Sweet dreams.”

[littlehenrikehd]

Magical girl/boy oc aesthetic remake, last batch