#babygirl? a little bit but not it

[levbolton]

he’s so important

[alena-draws]

Can you tell I love this guy?

(I'll delete this little edit later, but: I'm still selling prints, among them Trigun stuff, so check out this list if this might be smth for you!)

[theonewhowails]

rotating this fucked up cat in my head like a rotisserie chicken

[unexpectedbrickattack]

violemnce

Text from each panel in order:

"Hello?? My order..?"

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"I guess you all must-a been VERY happy that Pep went inside [the tower] scared instead of angry"

"What do you mean by this, little gnome man?"

"Oh! Just that he is-a good with weapons! Knives, butcher knives, you-a know; Kitchen things! Sharp things! Very glad no one was hurt!"

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"little gnome man, I must head home. Good day to you."

[kokoasci]

average day at the armed detective agency

[crows-of-buckets]

Rook: I'm really worried about Davrin and Lucanis, they keep arguing with one another... Its very bad Varric, what if it effects them in battle?

Varric, remembering that one time Fenris broke Ander's nose then took a knife in the back for him in the same night: I'm sure they'll be fine kid. They're barely even arguing if you ask me

[sanasanakun]

If you’re romancing Shadowheart as Dark Urge, our girl is straight up insane for bringing them to that lake in her big romance scene. Like not even three nights ago they were thrashing around on the ground desperate to tear her limb from limb and she’s taking them to a body of water. Alone. And she can’t swim. Like yeah love conquers all you can defeat the darkness in you blah blah blah but a LAKE? ALONE? Swimming skill level 0???? Like I get that I’ve never had a down bad situationship with a serial killer before, but we need some self-preservation here, Ms. Shart. Why not try a picnic first? In the middle of camp? Just keep the others like within a reasonable distance lmao anything to avoid the potential for spontaneous drowning😭

[sanjiaftersex]

I love sabo cz he is so bougie and elegant in his outfits but he also understands the importance of carrying around the sickass stick he found in a junkyard when he was 10

[monkiinart]

bios drabbles.. i miss him so much

[nofacednerd]

Obsessed with Lois’ weird girl energy in mawsm. Her and her closest friends almost die and her first reaction the next day is to go find the person that tried to kill her with almost no plan and a lot of enthusiasm

[cuepickle]

Haven’t drawn Eddie in a while

[golden-afternoon]

Hi this sucks but idc rn. My entire brain is owned by beloved Kaedehara Kazuha at the moment and I wrote this in a fugue state of oh my god he's coming soon everyone stay calm the banner is coming!! Anyway, enjoy my nonsense and may all you Kazuha wanters be Kazuha havers!!

Warnings - completely unedited brainrot to paper, blood, bloody kisses, what the fuck why are they making out he could die

Knock knock knock.

The soft sound jolts you from your current reading. What? Last you checked you hadn't been expecting any visitors and especially not so late in the evening. Either way, you carefully place the bookmark in the place you had been and set aside the book on the table in favor of heading towards the door.

“One moment!” You call out to whoever was on the other side, undoing the lock before opening the door. “Hello…?”

In the fading purple light of dusk, you freeze in place at the sight of the man at your door. He looks beyond worse for wear with his cherry red eyes half-lidded with exhaustion and his snow white hair loose around his shoulders, looking messy and with more streaks of red than you are used to. His clothes are disheveled and worst of all, the blood on his face running in rivulets down from his nose, mouth and past his hairline. How much of it was his own and how much was from whatever unfortunate soul dared to cross him was unclear, but no matter what it sent alarm bells ringing in your head.

“Kazuha?! What-” You began to speak in worry, hands outstretched to gently reach for him to bring the wounded man inside, but he cuts your words short without a single word of his own.

One step forward and his arms were around you faster than you could process; one hand around your waist to draw you near to him and the other tangled in your hair, cradling the back of your head to keep you in place. Before you knew it, you were tasting iron, the unfamiliar flavor sending a shiver down your spine. Soft lips press to yours in a gentle, yet fervent manner, his whole body seeming to sink against you as he does, leaving you reeling and trying to stabilize you both as his fingers curl tighter into you, clinging to you like you would disappear. You had half a mind to protest, both from his clearly injured state taking priority and from the unfamiliar taste of blood seeping into your mouth, but you couldn't bring yourself to do it. With a sigh, you gave in, kissing back in equal measure, your arms wrapping more gently around him than his hold on you was as you were unsure where and how severely hurt he was. The last thing you'd want would be to make it worse.

As he felt your arms wrap around him, his lips curled up into a smile against your own mouth, the simple action seeming to spur him on. He took another step forward, the action forcing you to stumble back a little. He kept going, silently goading you further into your home without ever once letting up on the intensity of the kiss, even managing to close the door behind you before bringing his hand right back to your waist in an instant.

Your head is spinning, heart racing, struggling to process it all when he deepens the kiss further, sliding his tongue along yours with practiced ease that makes your heart ache with want. Iron spreads across your tongue and for a moment it scares you, but the soft groan he makes as your taste floods his senses is enough to silence any such feelings. And if you were honest with yourself, something about his blood in your mouth was unlocking something deep within you to be dealt with later.

Ever so slowly, and far too soon, Kazuha began to pull away, his tired eyes opening to gaze at you with a small smile, his lips now smeared red as though it were merely red lipstick smudging from the heated kiss. Even in his messy state he looked absolutely ethereal, leaving you unable to tear your eyes away.

His one hand slides from your hair to gently cradle your face in his palm, his gaze slowly lowering to your own lips. In silence, he brushes his thumb along your bottom lip, gently pulling at the soft flesh with interest. You can feel your cheeks burn more as you realize after all that, you were likely covered in it too. As he always does, he notices your unspoken realization and he laughs softly, the sound coming out even more quietly than usual as he lifts his gaze to meet yours once more.

“Come now, don't be shy,” He murmurs, and you can hear the slight rasp in his voice. The wandering samurai pauses to lean close to press a quick, tender little kiss to your stained lips once more, pulling away with the softest of smiles. “I hope you don't mind my sudden appearance like this. It's just that… after storms and trials, I couldn't think of anyone else I'd rather come home to.”

[blueskittlesart]

nintendo hire me i have tons of marketable skills like uhh *checks notes* drawing your characters wrong

[merrigel]

Trying to get a hang of toon boom harmony, so! A sketchy little walking practice

[skitskatdacat63]

Beanie Nando for @sweatyflytrap <3

[skelelli]

Some doodles