dang… ronpa… who up posting old splash art of (half) their fangan cast
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dang… ronpa… who up posting old splash art of (half) their fangan cast
HAPPY PRIDE!!!! Here’s some pride art featuring my OCs!!! (If you wanna know where to find more of these guys… @dr.marchtoyourdeath on instagram and @march2yourdeath on twitter <3)
So out of every cast member of mtyd, who is the one that you enjoy drawing the most?
(I KNOW THIS IS REALLY BASIC ASK, I PROMISE I WANNA LOOK INTO IT LATER, I PROMMIE)
Honestly i love drawing Samara and Tenni the most! If we’re talking boys then I really like drawing Naozumi!
ᴛᴀɢɢɪɴɢ ↔ #samarahakimi
ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғʀᴀᴍᴇ ↔ 🇸🇦🇹🇺🇷🇩🇦🇾 🇳🇮🇬🇭🇹
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ↔ BAU
ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ↔ Samara staying late to finish up paperwork with Derek and Spencer.
ᴠᴇʀsᴇ ↔ Criminal Minds
Samara Aaliyah Hakimi:
Samara sat within one of the many chairs scattered within a circle around Spencer's desk, her eyes focused on Spencer's fingers moving across a chess board despite not being much of a fan.
"You could have won two moves ago," Samara mumbled, speaking over Derek's rambling about yet another date gone wrong after trying to pick up a woman from the most recent bar he'd frequented. She leaned forward, her heel tapping against the flooring beneath them as she grabbed one of the pieces--her eyes truly as dull as she felt the game was.
"She wouldn't even look at me after Emily said what she said. I mean, really? I pick up women with effort, uniqueness. I'm not gon' use the same line on each woman--I'm not inexperienced."
Samara's gaze lifted then, her eyes scanning over Derek before she scoffed a soft laugh. His words, though his own truth, couldn't have been closer to a lie. He was smooth, sure, but he reused a lot of his 'techniques' when thinking it would get him laid. She stood, finally over the game of chess that Spencer had been subjecting her to despite having paperwork to finish.
"Maybe it's your lack of heat--some women like a little heat in their pickups. I do." Samara chimed in as she leaned over the desk beside her to grab the water bottle from her own. "It could also be how you dress. Just because you're hot, doesn't mean you don't reek of cop--that's a turn off. Fix it."
(Short 'N Sweet, just for a testie!)