uriel ݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆

the young bf = his twunk professional ragebaiter hyung

If Ivan was alive he would look younger than till bc till has wrinkles in the corner of his eyes and on his forehead bc he's too expressive and grumpy most of the time and ppl would judge him for having a inappropriate young charming beautiful bf

📻🩸 #humanalastor #alastor

hi #vw #sdart

Growing up like this is a miracle for till given his poor nutrition tbh

Like they're shorter than his taller malewives BUT THEY'RE NOT SHORT PPL AT ALL TILL HEIGHT IS 1,78 CM ITS ALMOST 1,80 CM AND SHEN QINGQIU HEIGHT IS 1,84

THEY'RE TALL COMPARED TO AVERAGE PPL

I get mad when ppl assume till is short just like some shen yuan fans get mad when ppl make him look more short than he truly is compared to binghe

cada vez mais tamo na vibe do "tá tá, seus fudido criador do bsky, sumam, a gente usa a partir daqui sem vcs"

a black and white edit that reads "the future includes trans people". around the text is a floral pattern. the image is grainy

the future is for trans people

Dragons!! 🐉

archiveofourown.org/works/79888961 I disturbed everyone to have dragon till then my friend wrote him and sacrificial bride ivan as a gift to me lolol (it's a wip tho 😭😔 DROP THE SECOND CHAPTER NAW)

Marcille licking Falin's genitals while Falin blushes and moans quietly.

Falin's hemipenes evert with a pop in Marcille's face. Falin lets out an, "AAAAAhhh!!" and Marcille exclaims, "EEEHH??"

Marcille sitting in Falin's lap. One of Falin's hemipenes is rubbing against her ass.

Falin, face down in a pillow, while Marcille tenderly fingers her from behind.

my original #farcille monster junk saga from a couple years ago

[Fishcrow]

Pink

Hamhua having an amazing view on his kings... assets...

Species-appropriate animal husbandry.

#Moshang

i love the witch hat atelier mangaka more and more every day yall dont know what this means to me

no one gafs but i wanted their names to be there so i remade it

These hand refs are probably my lasting contribution to the art world

Coming Soon Ი︵𐑼

#ALNST #ibannylove

The things listening to Muse and drawing wolfwood do to the mind

livio double fang and razlo the tri punisher of death I love you so much

Some of the few times I have drawn LR <3 #trigun

uma tirinha com o personagem bem de boa olhando o celular, até do nada se toca e quebra o celular no chão com toda a desgraça e dá um GRITO AAAAAAAAAA

ele agora olhando com raiva pro celular no chão e o cham de DEMÔNIO

CHEGA

it feels so good to be home 😭 I doodled a little vash on the plane ride back
#trimax #trigun #vashthestampede #fanart

ficcionalmente nada consegue me abalar, na vida real tudo me abala e é sobre isto bjoos 💋

E HABLE MESMOH BESTIE a gente torando o chat falando de incesto ficcional mas faltando voar no pescoço de mãe de menino neurotica e pai de menina q acha um grande mousse obsessao com virgindade da filha e tao la chacoalhando a ossada do freud

in memory of kieran morgan 🥀

page 66: Momo still isn't convinced, not meeting PG's gaze. PG looks at her carefully. She strides back out of the exit and into the alleyway. Momo turns around in surprise. "What are you doing?" she asks, as PG drags one of the smaller wooden crates over, scraping it across the ground. "You can hear the music like this, right?" She uses the crate to prop the door wide open. Momo stares as PG straightens up, dusting off her hands. "So!"

page 67: PG turns to her. "What do you say?" She extends a hand out to Momo, palm facing up, and smiles gently. "We can be bad dancers together." Momo looks at her hand in surprise. PG waits patiently for her response as the music drifts down the hall and into the open air.

page 68: Slowly, cautiously, Momo reaches out, placing her hand in PG's.

page 69: Back in the club, Momo's friends are taking a bathroom break down the hallway from the exit. Jess (the girl with black hair in a ponytail and brown skin) notices the door propped open, and puts a hand on Evelyn's shoulder (the girl with short pink hair and pale skin) to get her attention. The girls lean out from behind the corner, curious. Through the doorway, they see Momo dancing hand in hand with PG, laughing shyly as PG leads her around. Jess and Evelyn look at each other in delight.

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page 62: Momo smiles sincerely. "Of course." The girls smile at each other for a moment. Then they both drop eye contact, almost shyly, unsure of what to say next. The atmosphere between them is much more comfortable compared to the beginning of their encounter. Momo breaks the spell by getting up. "Well..."

page 63: Momo opens the door and gives PG an apologetic smile over her shoulder. "I better get back to my friends. Hope you have a good night." PG watches her for a moment. "Wow..." she says finally. Momo turns around to see PG pretending to be hurt. "So you're just gonna abandon me like that? While I'm injured? Brutal." Momo laughs at the dramatics. "Haha! Oh my god. It's a scratch." "I needed medical attention," PG says seriously. Momo giggles as PG approaches her with a smile. "Come on, hang out with me for a bit. It's still early."

page 64: "Hey," PG says eagerly, taking Momo's hand in both of hers, "you wanna dance?" Momo, blushing at the sudden proximity, doesn't fully register PG's words. "Huh?" PG leads her back into the building, flashing her a grin. "Dance with me!" Momo stops suddenly in the doorway, pulling her hand back from PG's grasp. "W...wait—!"

page 65: PG turns back in surprise. "What's wrong?" Momo holds on anxiously to the strap of her purse. "I..." She drops her gaze, embarrassed. "I can't dance." PG lets the response sink in for a moment. Then she smiles encouragingly. "Well, that's fine. Neither can I."

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page 54: Momo gasps when she gets a closer look. "Ah! See, you're bleeding!" Sure enough, there's a thin red line high on PG's cheek. "Hang on." Momo takes a seat beside her on the crate and rummages through her purse. "It's probably just a scratch, but...better safe than sorry." She turns to PG with an earnest look, holding up a small ziploc bag. "Band-Aid?" she offers. PG stares. "O...kay..." Momo perks up. "Great!" She suddenly realizes all her band-aids are cute and grows sheepish. "Sorry I don't have any cool ones... I think I got the flower Band-Aids on sale, and that's why I have so many..." She continues to ramble until her inner thoughts scream "OMG stop talking!!!!"

page 55: Momo hastily pushes the bag in PG's direction. "Er—here, you can pick." PG stares again at the offering before pointing to a random band-aid at the top. "That one's fine." The chosen band-aid is pink with small hearts. Momo takes it out. "Okay! Um...do you want me to put it on you?" PG pauses. "...Sure." Momo carefully lines the band-aid up with the small cut.

page 56: "It's pretty small, so...it shouldn't scar," Momo says, concentrating on the band-aid as she applies it to PG's cheek. "I'd put something on it when you get home, though." PG stares at Momo as she puts the bag away, making sure the contents of her purse are all in order. Momo stands up awkwardly, giving PG a quick, nervous smile. "Um...okay! I'll just go then—" "Is that really all you came out here for?" PG interrupts. Momo blinks at her. "Y-yes. Why?"

page 57: "No reason," PG says, but Momo lingers by the door, uncertain. PG speaks again after a moment. "So you really don't have a bone to pick with me or anything?" "I swear I don't!" Momo says, sitting back down on the edge of the crate. "Then why were you acting all weird that time in the elevator?" PG accuses. "You looked like I was gonna jump you at any second." "In the elevator?" Momo repeats. A brief flashback reminds her of the events leading up to their encounter in the elevator. "Oh!" Momo says, beginning to sweat. "Erm...I don't think I was acting weird, was I?"

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page 58: PG looks at her, unimpressed. "You were. Kind of like now." "R-really?" Momo stammers, studiously avoiding eye contact. "That's uh... This is just how I usually am." PG suddenly leans over her, scooting close to Momo's side of the crate. "Do I make you uncomfortable?" "Huh? No!" "Are you scared of me?" "No, it's not that!" "Then why are you—" "Because you're really pretty!" Momo blurts out in a rush. The girls stare at each other, PG with a blank face, Momo with a look of flustered shock.

page 59: PG bursts out laughing. "Haha! Wow, um. Jeez. I really got it wrong, huh? Sorry for getting mad." PG smiles at her, softened by Momo's endearingly awkward outburst. "Oh—it's fine!" Momo assures her with a mix of relief and embarrassment. "Totally understandable!" In her head, Momo groans. (Way to go, Momo. Real smooth.)

page 60: PG suddenly notices two people at the distant mouth of the alleyway. Momo turns her head to see the blond girl from before, walking down the sidewalk as she leaves the club with a friend. PG looks away with a frown, and Momo glances back at her with a worried expression. PG lifts her head at Momo's tentative question. "Are you...okay?"

page 61: PG gives her a teasing smile and gestures to her purse. "Why? You gonna pull a therapist out of there?" Momo bites back a laugh. "Pfft." PG chuckles. "Haha. Yeah, I'm fine. But, um..." She pauses. "Thanks for asking," she says, quiet but honest, and Momo looks back at her in surprise.

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