not an art request, but i was wondering if you ever plan on showing your personal redesigns for the halloween event characters, if you have any!! (◍•ᴗ•◍)/nf of course!! sorry if this sounds pushy TT
ive been meaning to get to these designs, now ive got most of the characters drawn! out of all of these i love eliza the most, getting to draw female characters in a male dominated game is pretty fun! also i love how gnc ernesto looks ♡ but swing on the other hand was torture....i think ill avoid drawing him.....
having a picnic with rollo at the top of the bell tower felt strangely perfect. the town stretched out beneath you in a patchwork of rooftops and winding streets, the afternoon sun casting everything in a warm golden glow while a gentle breeze drifted through the open arches around you. while you were perfectly content to admire the scenery, rollo seemed far more interested in pointing out historical landmarks and sharing little facts about the city below. he tried to maintain his usual composed demeanor while speaking, but there was something softer about him up here, away from the crowds and responsibilities. every now and then you'd catch yourself paying less attention to whatever building he was talking about and more attention to the way the sunlight caught in his hair.
eventually, while he was in the middle of explaining something, you picked up a piece of fruit from the picnic basket and held it toward him. rollo immediately stopped talking. "what are you doing?" he asked, staring at the offered food as though it had personally offended him. when you casually informed him that you were feeding him, the look on his face became even more incredulous. after a brief argument in which he insisted he was perfectly capable of feeding himself and you insisted that wasn't the point, he finally gave in with a long-suffering sigh and accepted the bite. the moment he did, you smiled so triumphantly that he instantly regretted it. unfortunately for him, the faint blush spreading across his cheeks gave away just how affected he was, and when you reached for another piece of fruit a few minutes later, his embarrassed groan could probably be heard from the bottom of the tower.
(header art, nor dividers are not mine. Header art and all rightful credits to the creator of the dividers)
Rollo Flamme × GN!Reader
Rollo insists your sleeping habits are a sign of poor discipline. Unfortunately for him, you've somehow made "falling asleep anywhere" into an art form... and he's slowly become your favorite pillow.
Rollo had long since accepted that you were, quite possibly, the sleepiest person he'd ever met.
He'd found you asleep in the library, in the gardens, during study sessions, and once—somehow—standing against a pillar with your arms folded as if you hadn't just drifted off on your feet.
"You cannot simply sleep whenever you please," he scolded, adjusting his posture as he eyed your sleeping figure
"I don't mean to..." you yawned. "It just... happens."
"Hm."
He remained unconvinced.
That is, until one rainy afternoon.
The soft patter of rain echoed through the halls of Noble Bell College as Rollo quietly reviewed paperwork. Across from him, you had been reading a book in complete silence.
Or so he thought.
When he glanced up again, the book had slipped from your hands, your head had lolled to the side... and before he could say a word, gravity won.
Your forehead landed gently against his shoulder.
"..."
You let out the tiniest sigh in your sleep, completely unaware.
Rollo froze.
He could have moved.
He should have moved.
Instead, he simply sat there, ears faintly pink as he stared straight ahead, refusing to acknowledge the warm weight resting against him.
"...Ridiculous," he muttered under his breath.
Yet when a passing student peeked inside and quietly offered to wake you, Rollo's response was immediate.
"No."
The student blinked.
"...They're sleeping."
"...I can see that."
"They're comfortable."
The words left his mouth before he could stop them.
After an awkward pause, he cleared his throat.
The student nodded—clearly unconvinced—and hurried away.
Rollo sighed.
"...Five more minutes," he whispered, almost to himself.
You never knew why, but somehow your naps beside Rollo always lasted just a little longer than anywhere else.