my life as a grownup.

Brett Beasley is an enforcer. His life gas never been going nowhere but down alleys and into the wrong crowds. Brett ‘s special talent to mimic the supernatural abilities of magic creatures has made him a walking Swiss army knife of magical techniques.

As a magical gangster, he has swapped the traditional robes for a flashy red suit and the wand for a madrone walking wand. His incisors are also covered in his signature silver tooth caps, a conductor for his breath weapons.

Bradley’s favorite power is his lycanthropy. While not a natural werewolf, he had absorbed the ability to transform at will. He is, deep down, a good person. He only collects from other gangsters who owe his don debt and donates regularly to charity. He knows he can’t be a traditionally good person, but he does what he can to try.

Nathan Ware is an air genasi, a lineage that can be traced back to the lofty elementals of the plane of air. He lives in the city of Daleport, a city of tall cliffs and white beaches. His family is large, and they’re funds stretched thin, so Nathan has taken a job as a custodian at the Temple of The Arts, where the clerics sculpt great work for churches around the world. There he studies art in secret, honing his talent.

i also drew these skulls

Drawing on everything.

ONI BENNETT

i am too lazy to go back and reblog the first person who showd me this, but its a thing, right? 

I take very serious notes in meetings.