Thank you, King.

felt like drawing beast gohan in his casual outfit from the recent dbs chapter 👀✨

"go to hell." "and good evening to you, too." "hah. you're a good sport."

Gale

Do you kids know how hard it is to hyper fixate on shit as a goddamn adult?? Sorry boss I know you need those files done but I’m too busy giggling like a goddamn school girl over a fictional man

been meaning to draw piccolo and gohan together in their new forms 👀💜

Content: M / 18+. MINORS DNI. submissive 4!goku. pwp. drabble. not proofread ♫ "You set my soul Alight"

Truthfully, he likes the lopsided fairness and the goosebumps it gives him. It's easy for him to get lost in what he feels, how vulnerable he is to his own impulses, and the way that becomes his actions. He's not afraid to get down and dirty, but having to hold it back when it's brimming under his skin made his very soul restless. There was only so much he could stand for before he was less his name and more of an embodiment of his stimulations.

Suffering under you is its own reward. You didn't ask to have this power over him, but he didn't give you a choice. He was still free to be as well-behaved or mischievous as he desired because you were going to give him what he wanted anyway. It just felt like he was supposed to be this way with you, on a whim. And you played along. He is restless with the desire to please only you, heart crying out for you to use that affection any way you choose. Simply put, no force in this existence held a higher influence over him than you.

Your hand lifts from its clutched position and finds his cheek behind the elongated black hair and his eyes parted open, their golden glow staring down at you as he sinks into the touch. Your thumb grazes his lip and his mouth instinctively opens up for it. You oblige with the corners of your mouth turning up, pushing your thumb into his drooling mouth. Letting his teeth hold it as he sucked on the flavor of your skin. A quiver went down his spine to the tip of his flicking tail.

The rut of his hips grew into a snap with his voice practically humming a tune on your thumb, enthralled by the breathless gasps that answered his whimpers.

"T-There he is..." You praised and his heart skipped a beat.

You felt like you could almost see the imaginary tiny hearts glowing in his eyes as they smiled back at you, so grateful and so desperate for more with the color in his cheeks almost matching the shade of his fur.

You are his worship, his ruin.

DRAGON BALL SAISEN x - eduardo quintana

Meow meow

vegeta 🍑

"Just heal me, woman..."

sweater time 😇💖