#i will probably never finish these

[ninjas-and-coffee]

went through my dead sketches folder,

[lumdays]

help girl i’m stuck spying on idiots with idiots

[mariyekos]

Okay to reblog to help sample size!

[bearysillybear]

It's them!! ❤️

[hellspawnmotel]

remember when I did this?

well I did more

[flambo19]

I want to draw more hsr characters as cat cakes. Starting with the missing Stellaron Hunters & Astral Express

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I ABSOLUTELY ADORE YOUR SQQ HE LOOKS SO FUCKINH DONE WITH LIFE

The recipe for SQQ is: calm on the outside, screaming on the inside.

[ivysangel]

Jason as a nibbler, a neck biter, a vampire. Not literally, he doesn't need blood to survive, no, but the way his mouth somehow always finds your neck, always finds a way to catch his teeth on your carotid, you'd think he did.

He comes up behind you so innocently sometimes, his hands ghosting over your hips and his hair tickling your jaw. His beautiful, soft, jet-black hair that is so quickly replaced with sharp nips of his teeth. You pull away, pushing his head back with your hand, and he groans; what did I do, his eyes say when he lifts his head to look at you. "You're biting me." you point to the teeth marks on your neck, indents a little deeper where his canines were. "I'm loving you."

You patiently wait for the day he gets carried away and accidentally draws blood, the day when the permissiveness of your flesh gives way to this indulgent behavior of his. He'll nose at the tiny droplets of blood collecting around the puncture wounds, licking and laving as a pool of iron collects on his tongue. Pulling away, looking like a wolf who's just devoured its prey, with blood smeared on the tip of his nose and his pupils blown wide.

He'd tasted blood before when he'd punched too hard, when he'd been punched too hard; the taste was always bitter in his mouth, too metallic, and always lingering long after he'd washed it away with water, but not yours. No, yours was welcome, just as bitter and metallic but also sweet? Comforting? Welcome? Yes, welcome. He'd welcomed you into his life a multitude of times, made room for you in places he'd previously thought to be too cramped. In his home, in his mind, in his heart, but the one place he could never figure out how to integrate you was his body.

Of course, he'd had sex with you, let you touch him in ways he had never been touched before, seen him at his most vulnerable, but it would never be the same for him as it was for you. You could never be inside of him the way he was inside of you. He thought he'd never know how it felt to walk around with ghosts of you inside of him the way you did when he came too deep or stretched you out too much. He thought he'd never know what it felt like to carry a part of his lover around with him outside of a material object. Now, he knew otherwise; he knew there was an alternative—a painful, bloody alternative—but an alternative nonetheless.

[heartorbit]

happy valentines day... 2!

[blueskittlesart]

wait holy shit the coliseum au turns 4 today

[strawberrybouvine]

Lets go sapphics !

[cozylittleartblog]

whip you into shape!!

print on my etsy

[lost-wicked-artist]

Thoma and Albedo w.i,p I wont finish but still gonna post because why not?

[mister-sol]

if I don’t draw these two for too long I literally burst into flames

[jiaxxnscribbles]

Baldur's Gate 3 🤝 Don't Starve Together:

the shadows hate you

meat products are a valid weapon

(Feat. my tav Avallir)

[wackulart]

he gave him the saddest look ive EVER seen when dan said that

you cant just leave the silly guy??