☆| Gerard Londie

wips

Spot the difference.

Out in the back seat of my brother's '67 Chevy

this fanfic shit easy as hell

Sam, meanwhile, remembered that night in vivid detail, remembered the way he'd locked himself in Jess' ensuite while she slept, remembered the way he'd stroked himself while looking at that forbidden and filthy photo of his brother's cock, stuffing his own fingers into his mouth to try quiet his moans, the whole time wishing he could stop feeling so painfully alone in an occupied house.

I swear there is definitely chemistry between these two. (Actually, I just wanted to draw Gabriel)

DND party where Sam teaches Rowena and Gabriel to play and obviously Rowena is a spellcaster/mage/cleric and she gets annoyed when Sam says she can't use a real life spell in the game cause that would make her too powerful and Gabriel keeps trying to cast illusion but he's a bard so it fails every time

Sam who for the past 20 minutes has been telling him he can't cast illusion: *rubs eyes* "it fails... again..."