I’m Sexy And You Know It. 😼

NSFW—doom guy and some girl that’s totally not me lmao

this is a drawing with reference. It looks good enough doesn’t it?

Here are two drawings without reference which are just porn, I think. Sex. A drawing of coupling between two bipedal beings.

like… the difference is outstanding. I know I should use reference but I still don’t. If you squint your eyes enough you can ignore the anatomical issues. Anyway. There’s that.

A furry cat girl. Wonder why others don’t make their cat girls all fuzzy. Are they genetically altered so they are low on hair? Who knows! Aesthetic is a choice.

Here are some Isaac’s! Isaac’ses? Isaacs’s… idk…. 

Picture of example. 

My drawings:

that’s not the same man 😭😭😭😔😔 I gave him plastic surgery wtf

in the first picture he he looks high. He looks like he would not stand straight. He looks like he’d walk off a car crash and then die from stumbling on a banana peal I’m shaking omg

Isaac Clarke is a pretty chill guy. Duh. He goes around having mild panic attacks rather than full blown meltdowns. (Pretty unhealthy.) 

Nicole probably called him the sweetest of nicknames, called him ‘my love’, ‘my dear’, ‘the light of my life’ while Isaac would say ‘dude’ after getting married with 2 kids. 

Imagine braiding or just twirling the pubes around—

me and those moots

one way or another someone’s guts where going to get rearranged. However Isaac did not take into account that the meaning could be taken literally.

hi chat

I feel like Isaac would try not to cry while having sex. And fail.

hear me out.

traumatized man getting the attention and love he so readily craves, yet also touch repulsed because good god what if they become a necromorph. That’ll be awkward and terrifying. Imagine going pound town on someone and they turn into an alien zombie. Dead on the spot-

while Isaac is overthinking, his bed partner calls him so gently he swears he might be seeing Nicole for a second there. He had stopped mid thrust. And he shares eye contact with the softest gaze, with a gaze full of love that has him tearing up, because fuck he just wants to be okay, he just wants to be happy.

and he is okay in the arms of someone that knows he’s broken yet still lingers and wants him.

he cries. He whimpers and howls, just letting everything out. All the pain, all the blood he had to see and the people he’s lost.

but here? Here he’s heard. He’s seen. He’s understood.

He’s loved.

the next time he finds himself in a bed with that same loving person he can’t help the embarrassment from his outburst, yet that is forgotten in the soft pleasure of lazy sex and easy comfort.

some drawings. Magma sure is fun! When I feel like drawing anyway.

I find the word ‘Core’ used in fanfics so funny. 

Hell yeah they are fingering my core, they got a nuclear science degree and they are putting it to good use.

Pussy as powerful as a nuclear power plant

Isaac is his own light in his dark, bloody adventure. His suit has his back, the whispers accompanying him.

And his dear Nicole…

loneliness is his best friend in the outbreak.