#evergarden

[okami-otoko]

Ib: @munchcorner

[juncojunk-o]

Hello everyone!

I nearly forgot I had to post today - I've been a little busy lately. I took some time out of my morning to make sure I get everything ready for Chapter 34's release! You can read it here.

Alongside that are a plethora of drawings of the Swain. I went a little crazy with drawing him using reference poses for a few weeks. It was great practice. Unfortunately, these are likely the last drawings of him for quite some time.

[friendship-showdown]

Round of 64: Battle #12

Propaganda:

Wei Wuxian and Wen Qing (The Untamed): They are the definition of platonic soulmates. They are mad scientist besties who both went to questionable lengths to save each other's little brothers. the war criminal besties. literally leading their own little commune in a place called the burial mounds in rebellion against the general order of the world.

Violet Evergarden and Benedict Blue (Evergarden): They both have a sibling-like relationship that developed since violet came to the postal company. At first Benedict kept his distance but by time, they grew close; wrote and posted letters together, and saved a city from a great bombing accident ( Benedict using his fabulous heel kick to save the city ). And now, Violet is like a younger sister of Benedict. It's sort of like a fond-family relationship.

[ithisatanytime]

(darlnn)

[music-sadness-shetland]

[dresmire]

EVERGARDEN - In Light 

Atmospheric Black Metal from the USA. 2024.

[cheriafreya]

Vivian in 'Love like a Bouquet'

[jjknoraly]

if u do like any of these pls friend me (im desperate)

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(sry for so many tags)

[xierurru]

Child Soldier

Inspired by the anime Violet Evergarden:>

[juncojunk-o]

Hello everyone!

It's Sunday again. Here's a batch of more recent drawings to celebrate the uploading of Chapter 33 - feel free to read it here!

[friendship-showdown]

Friendship Showdown: Preliminary Round #24

Propaganda:

Pete and Sandee (The Kiss Series): no propaganda submitted

Violet Evergarden and Benedict Blue (Evergarden): They both have a sibling-like relationship that developed since violet came to the postal company. At first Benedict kept his distance but by time, they grew close; wrote and posted letters together, and saved a city from a great bombing accident ( Benedict using his fabulous heel kick to save the city ). And now, Violet is like a younger sister of Benedict. It's sort of like a fond-family relationship.

Miko Kubota/Hector Nieves (Glitch Techs): They've met in the middle of a game tournament (him in the stadium, her online from home), they discovered the truth about the glitches and the Glitch Techs by themselves, they fight glitch monsters together, they're one of the few deep friendships in media I've seen that doesn't try to force romance between them during the series.

[allmightydepression]

An archetype that makes me immediately get into the story and then haunts me years after I complete consuming the story is

children of war violated by the world for things they had no control over, growing up to use their rage as a weapon (defence mechanism)

Bonus points if their existence revolved around serving military pigs and then the said children are thrown into a world where people actually care about them more than just a tool and the story nurtures them in a safer space .

[iwillslytherin]

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He loved me early and I love him too late

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[mooniety]

"Don't let her frilly appearance fool you! She's more than wiling to dirty her dress for the sake of invention!"

see cut for reference sheets & alt design:

i still can't believe all of this started because i was watching a friend play fortnite & making popcat jokes on discord vc, i literally can't make this shit up.

[niilue]

Hello! Could I request dietfried, male reader, rimming and belly bulge?

— dietfried bougainvillea • violet evergarden

cw: sub dietfried, male reader, bratty sub, rimming, belly bulge, vocal dietfried, power dynamic, teasing, cursing

niilue’s 3k event

dietfried bougainvillea was a man of pride, someone who carried himself with icy dignity and arrogance. but here, stripped bare beneath you, his composure was nothing but a fragile veneer, cracking with every calculated touch.

his wrists were pinned above his head, and his legs trembled as they spread wide for you. his body, all lean muscle and pale skin, was already glistening with sweat. yet, despite the undeniable flush across his cheeks and the way his cock twitched against his stomach, his sharp tongue hadn’t given up.

“is that all you’ve got?” dietfried sneered, his voice breathless but defiant. the faintest quiver in his tone betrayed him. “i thought you’d at least try to impress me.”

you smirked, dragging your hands down his thighs, deliberately slow, watching his muscles tense under your touch. “you really think you’re still in control, don’t you?”

“i don’t think, i know,” he spat, though the hitch in his breath as your hands gripped the back of his thighs said otherwise. he was shaking now, his body betraying his bratty words.

“we’ll see about that,” you murmured, leaning down between his legs.

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the first swipe of your tongue against his tight entrance drew a gasp from his lips, sharp and involuntary. his cock twitched violently, precum leaking onto his stomach as his body jolted at the sensation.

“f-fuck—” his voice cracked, his head falling back against the pillow. “d-don’t—ahh—don’t think this means you’ve won.”

you didn’t reply. instead, you pressed your tongue deeper, dragging it slowly over his entrance before swirling around it with deliberate precision. dietfried’s hips bucked instinctively, and a choked moan escaped him.

“shit… ngh—fuck, stop…” he groaned, his hands clawing at the sheets above his head. but his legs fell open wider, and his breath hitched every time your tongue pushed just a little deeper. “goddamn it… you’re such an asshole…”

“you’re enjoying this, though,” you said, your voice muffled against his skin. you kissed his hole, your tongue flicking out again to trace the sensitive ring of muscle. “look at how much you’re shaking.”

“i’m not—ahhn—shut up!” dietfried snapped, though his protests dissolved into a guttural groan as your fingers slid between his cheeks, teasing his tight entrance before pressing inside. his back arched sharply, and his thighs trembled uncontrollably as you stretched him open, slow and deliberate.

“fuck—ngh, it’s too much,” he gasped, his voice unsteady. “i—ahhh—shit…”

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by the time you lined yourself up, his sharp tongue had been replaced by broken, desperate moans. his cock was leaking steadily, and his legs quivered as they wrapped around your hips, pulling you closer.

“say it,” you commanded, pressing the head of your cock against his stretched entrance. “say you want this.”

“fuck you,” dietfried hissed, though his defiance was ruined by the way his hips rolled toward you, trying to take more.

you grinned. “fine. i’ll make you beg for it.”

you pushed in slowly, the thick head of your cock breaching him inch by inch. dietfried let out a loud, guttural cry, his hands flying to grip your shoulders as his body clenched around you.

“ahhh—fuck! shit, it’s—nghh—too big!” he gasped, his voice rising in pitch. his nails dug into your skin, his legs tightening around your waist as you continued to sink deeper.

“you can take it,” you murmured, your voice low and steady as you leaned over him. your hand pressed down on his stomach, just below his navel, and you felt the faint outline of your cock bulging against his skin.

“see that?” you said, pressing down just enough to make him gasp. “you’re so damn tight... mmm"

dietfried’s head snapped up, his wide, glassy eyes darting to where your hand rested on his abdomen. his breath hitched, and a high-pitched moan escaped him, sharp and unrestrained.

“shut up—nghh—don’t say shit like that!” he whined, his voice cracking as you began to move. every slow, deliberate thrust made the bulge more pronounced, and his body arched into you, chasing the pressure despite his words.

“you’re so fucking desperate,” you teased, leaning down to bite his neck. “listen to yourself.”

“fuck you,” dietfried hissed again, though his moans betrayed him. “ahh—ahhh! goddamn it—more!”

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your pace quickened, each thrust deep and deliberate, drawing louder, more frantic noises from his lips. his hands clawed at your back, his body arching with every movement. the bulge in his stomach shifted with each thrust, and his cock leaked precum onto his abdomen.

“ahh—fuck, i—nghh—ahhh!” dietfried’s voice cracked again as his body trembled beneath you. “it’s too much—it’s—ahhh!”

“you can handle it,” you murmured, gripping his hips tightly as you drove deeper. “you’re doing so good, dietfried. taking all of me like this.”

“shut up!” he cried, though his tone was needy, almost pleading. his legs locked around your waist, pulling you closer as his body clenched around you. “don’t—ahhh!—don’t stop…”

“say it,” you commanded again, your thrusts growing rougher. “say you want it.”

“i—ahhn—fuck, i want it!” dietfried finally screamed, his voice hoarse and desperate. “please—please, don’t stop!”

“good boy,” you growled, leaning down to kiss him roughly. his moans were muffled against your lips, his hands gripping your hair as he kissed you back with equal desperation.

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he came first.

with a loud, broken cry, dietfried’s body arched off the bed, his cock twitching violently as he spilled over his stomach and chest. his moans were high-pitched and breathless, his legs trembling as he rode out the waves of his climax.

but you didn’t stop.

each thrust drew more desperate whimpers from him, his overstimulated body shuddering with every movement. the bulge in his stomach shifted with each thrust, and his moans turned to sobs of pleasure.

“ahh—ahhh! fuck—too much—ahhh!” dietfried babbled, his hands weakly pushing against your chest. “i can’t—nghh—i can’t…”

“yes, you can,” you murmured, gripping his hips tightly as you thrust harder. “you’re going to take it.”

“ahhh—fuck, fuck—” dietfried’s voice cracked, and his head fell back against the pillow. his entire body trembled as you pushed him further, his moans turning into incoherent cries of pleasure.

when you finally came, burying yourself deep inside him, dietfried let out a loud, broken sob, his body trembling as he felt your warmth flood him.

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afterward, he lay completely wrecked beneath you, his chest heaving and his skin flushed. his sharp tongue was silent now, replaced by quiet, breathless whimpers.

“you’re such a mess,” you teased, brushing a strand of hair from his face.

“shut up…” dietfried muttered weakly, though his voice was soft, almost affectionate. “just… shut up.”

you smirked, leaning down to kiss his forehead. “whatever you say.”

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[west-brooke]

Something something draw your current vs past comfort/favorite characters together in the meme format

Violet Text (for my dyslexic homies out there): Unfortunately, Master Donatello, I believe we are going to have to kill this man