These Are Small Concept Drawings For A Villanous AU I Am Working On, Called Addicted. Its About The Black

These are small concept drawings for a Villanous AU I am working on, called “Addicted.” It’s about the Black Hat Organization instead being the most successful and most illegal drug cartel in the world. More drawing like this on the way

I want a ship to take me away right now To a place where I can live out my dream of being fictional Where I could go on all of those journeys I’ve had in my mind And maybe this time I’d actually figure out the ending

@existential-words (via existential-words)

The one thing I’ve always dreamed of doing!

I really loved this headcanon to the point I actually drew a few random girls that would be apart of the posse. Please don’t hate me qwq

Also for some reason I gave them each a little Blackhat Logo on themselves to show they possibly also are Blackhat fangirls like Demencia

What if Demencia has a posse outside of the manor, and all of the have similar names((Like Demencia, Amnesia, Paranoia, Hysteria, etc.)) and wore different animal hoods? And they do little meet ups to go do late night shit?

an entire group of demencias…?

*slams money on table* I’LL TAKE 10!

I tried my damnest to find a GIF that went with this reference, pls be proud

The Villainous Cast At Denny's

Black Hat: I do not understand how you humans find joy out of consuming such heart stopping foods...

Demencia: It's because the food tastes good!

Flug: Depending on the restaurant. I admit that I would rather get a pancake than anything else on this menu.

*The waitress walks up to the table*

Waitress: *In An Obnoxious Voice* Hello, welcome to Denny's. Can I interest you in our new Grand Slamwich? It's very popular.

Flug: No, I just want a pancake.

Demencia: What the hell is even in that thing? It sounds gross.

Waitress: *Obnoxious Voice Intensifies* It's everything that comes with the Grand Slam, but in a sandwich.

Flug: That sounds absolutely appalling. I just want a pancake.

Waitress: *Obnoxious Voice Reaching Dangerous Levels* I'll put you all down for a Grand Slamwich. It's very popular.

Black Hat: Did you not hear my servant?! He just wants a pancake!

Waitress: *Voice Increases Suicide Rate* I can sneak a pancake into his Grand Slamwich. Just imagine: Two scrambled eggs, crumbled sausage, bacon, shaved ham, and American cheese on potato bread with a maple spread. And then, for Baghead Man, a pancake slipped in.

Flug: I just had a heart attack thinking about that. Please, just give me a pancake.

Waitress: *Her Voice Has Made You Blind* You're all getting Grand Slamwiches. It's very popular.

*Black Hat lets out screams of the damned, launching himself towards the waitress, and cursing in his native language as he is held back by his lackeys*

Waitress: *The Author Has Given Up On How Obnoxious This Voice Is* I hope you guys enjoy your Grand Slamwiches. You're getting milk with it too.

Black Hat: Somebody's gonna die tonight.

So...I guess I should probably actually use this, so here we go. Hi, I’m ET. I draw fanart and work on comics of my own, and hope to potentially work on webcomics when I improve on digital art. You will mostly see just traditional art here tho. Hope that’s oki UwU

Meet Stein.

I’m probably going to mainly post drawings of OCs, fanart, and small mini comics here, so here is my ringmaster boi to get us started UwU

Stein had a dream of freeing people of their sins. Originally he was a street performer alongside his older brother, and along the way encountered a strange man who knew exactly what he dreamed to accomplish. The man made a deal with him: the soul of him and his brother in exchange for a way for them to free people of their sins. Oblivious to what this could have meant, Stein had agreed, not realizing he and his brother became proxies of the Devil. Now, the two are forever forced to bring their traveling circus across the world with their performers: people who refused to give up their sins and in return were turned into demons. Day by day they forget their past lives, growing closer and closer to Hell