#willowriverspiritwriter

[bogkeep]

i got commissioned by @willowriverspiritwriter to draw Melissa again, but this time as a pirate! thank you so much, this was fun! :D

[quicksilver-rain]

I was going to be productive today, and then I wasn’t that. Instead I drew  buncha D&D characters. 

We got @wooferdill‘s little witchy bean named Dimxe, hovering on her broom.

Next is mine and my bestie’s spy/courier characters, Kit and Hans, from our current campaign set in magical Cold War America. 

Arttimisck is @toxicrain23‘s Kingly Pirate Bard (anyway, here’s Wonderwall)

Woof’s second character is named Klee, and I was told that she doesn’t like wearing pants, so instead I put her in some cute overalls.

Faen is @willowriverspiritwriter‘s elfy-wizard and a very sweet bean.

And lastly, we got Beckett and Archer, who aren’t D&D characters, but are from this magical mafia fic I wrote a bit ago that I wanted to draw so. 

I found out during the course of this exercise that I enjoy drawing/playing small/slight women in suits (as evidenced by Beckett and Kit doing their thing) which probably isn’t far off from how I am as a person. -shrug- 

[rebathemermaid]

Umm, can I request some Ashe/Markus pixie (or fairy) fluff?

Here it is! It’s very short and very Irish… 

link to ao3 here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/9644555

text under the cut. enjoy.

Aesling was getting tired of helping Markus get his wings unstuck from spider webs. On one hand she would get some of his dewdrop brew if she helped, but on the other it would be interesting to see him try and beat off a spider twice his size. It had become so old hat at this point.

“Come on, Ashe!” Markus called as he fidgeted in attempts to get free (in turn just digging his own grave). “Damhán alla is going to show up any second, and I don’t think I can charm my way out of this one… I’ve already skipped out on four of her ‘dinner dates’.”

Ashe just rolled her eyes and crossed her arms as she fluttered next to her struggling cara leathcheann. Part of her wanted to let him suffer for all the trickery he’d been causing lately. But after a deep sigh, she decided to yet again save his scrawny ass.

Taking out a small scian, she started cutting up the web surrounding Markus. “Ah! Not the hair!” he exclaimed as he squirmed even more.

“Oh shut up! And hold still!” It took longer than she knew she could have to get him free, but soon enough, Markus was flying beside Ashe right as damhán alla crawled out from another web. The large arachnid bitched and cursed as the two fairies flew off into the distance.

—

Like always, Markus and Aesling were sitting at a faerie teach tábhairne having already drank half their weight in dewdrop brew. Markus’s cheeks were already red while Aesling chugged from another acorn of drink. It was a Saturday night and the place was empty like usual. All the other faerie were out causing trouble for the sneaky drunkards in the sráidbhaile daonna before the loopy bastards sober up for mass in the morn. The only others were the bartender and the flutist playing off to the side. It was a peaceful evening filled with booze and Markus’s giggle fit.

“You remember when you saved me from the web?” he slurred as he reached for his acorn full of drink. Nonchalantly, Ashe picked it up long before he could grasp it and placed it across the table.

“Yeah, I remember-”

“No!” He slammed his fist on the table. “The first time!”

Oh, Aesling thought. He hasn’t brought this up before…

“Yeah… I remember that. It’s how we met.”

A smile twisted onto his rosy red face. He nodded and motioned to his friend to come closer. Nervously, she complied until she was less than an inch away from his face. He cupped his hand around her ear and whispered into it;

“That’s when I fell in love with you~”

Aesling felt her face heat up from his words.

…before his face planted into the table with a loud thud, as he finally passed out from all of the alcohol. Sighing deeply, Ashe paid the tab and slung Markus’s arm over her shoulder. As she dragged him out of the bar and started to fly him back to his home, she couldn’t help but smile ear to ear.

“You fraochÚn fear… Thit mé i ngrá leat ró-,” Aesling chuckled as she flew into the twilight.

[bogkeep]

commissions i did for @willowriverspiritwriter! dnd characters Selene and Mercy

[bogkeep]

commission for @willowriverspiritwriter! melissa the siren, ready to fight!

[bogkeep]

willowriverspiritwriter replied to your video “here's my room”

If you want my suggestion for clothes, what I usually do is I separate obviously summer and obviously winter clothes from the more flexible season ones and put the off season ones into a box of some sort until it's appropriate to switch. I'm not sure if your bed has a space under it, but if not, you can always find something to put on top of the box and pretend it's a table

one of my roomies is giving me some boxes that fit under the bed! it’s gonna be very shallow, though. ... also it’s kind of hard to separate norwegian summer and winter

[bogkeep]

some commissions i’ve done!! one for @willowriverspiritwriter‘s roomie as a gift, and one for an irl friend :D commission info here

[hieroglyphwitch]

willowriverspiritwriter replied to your photo: i’m joining the sona party train!! they’re half...

….. I’m having flashbacks to the time Nia lost her grip on TWO weapons in the same fight. Didn’t one get stuck in a tree?

YEAH IT TOTALLY DID!! i got some inspiration from a certain fluffy friend talking about how the mechanics of the character would work and make it interesting for other players to get involved, so i decided to take nias mistakes and make it into my schtick lol