Venti be giving out anemo visions to people who went through so much pain ahhh

WHERE’S MINE :’) I should get one just for surviving my exams T-T (it’s still not done sigh but for the few that are)

One wedding and three funerals

Background paintings under the cut

me, reading my own wips: oh my gosh no ways. that's so good. what happens next though????

I finished the silly game trilogy and it made me Sad

can’t talk about it

[ID: Black and white comic of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. The comic starts with the sounds "thud, thud, click". Vash, mid-action of peeling an apple, turns to the sound, noticing who it was that entered, and says, "Oh, Wolfwood, you're back." He resumes back to his apple in the next panel as he speaks, "Where'd you go? You snuck out of bed quickly this morning..." Wolfwood's hand then enters the panel, hovering over Vash's cheek and Vash looks up as Wolfwood asks, "Can I?" Vash responds, "Not going to talk about it?" while using a hand to gently hold Wolfwood's hovering hand and presses a kiss to his inner palm.

Vash then gets up fully, setting down the knife down on the table and the apple onto a plate, He leans into Wolfwood as Wolfwood explains, "Had to meet someone. Nothing interesting to talk about." Vash kisses Wolfwood's left cheek and a hand moves to cup his other cheek while muttering, "You're being vague." Wolfwood says neutrally, "If yer really that curious, keep askin'. We  can talk about that instead of doing this." Vash leans back and responds, "Let's talk after, since... You look so tired."

The panel pans to a close up of Wolfwood's downcast eyes, bags heavy underneath his eyes. He doesn't allow Vash to sit in that moment for long though, then saying, "Yer not helping, Spikey. Being all slow with it... I could fall asleep right now." He moves his hand to start unclasping Vash's coat, starting from his collar. Vash with red cheeks, responds briskly, "Oh, shut up. I'm worried about you. I can't be worried?"

The final shot shows Wolfwood's back to the viewer while Vash's softened expression can be seen as he holds gently onto the side of Wolfwood's face and a hand firm on his waist. Wolfwood responds, "I'm fine, seriously," pausing for a moment before continuing, "Is it okay to still..?" Vash responds, "Yeah, it's okay."

The next image is a shot from later that night after the previous comic. Vash and Wolfwood are now in bed, half naked. Wolfwood's buries his face into Vash's chest, his arms wrapped around him, while Vash is petting at his hair. Vash reminds him, "Hey. You said we'd talk about it." Wolfwood pauses for a moment before piping up, "In the morning? I'm sleepy." Vash says, "Okay..."

The next two pages start from the morning after. Wolfwood is already fully awake, pulling on his outer jacket as he says to Vash, whos' still bundled in his blankets, "Breakfast is on the table. Make sure to eat it. I'm going to grab some things in town and then we're leavin'. Got it?" Vash says, "Mh." Wolfwood responds, "Good. See ya in a bit." The dialogue starts to shift into Vash's inner thoughts now, as he gets up and eats toast, thinking, "Wait. Weren't we supposed to... talk about it?" The next shot then shows him fully up, meeting Wolfwood in town. He carries a half worried expression with him while Wolfwood slides on his glasses for him. A quick panel shows Wolfwood's tired expression from the night before and quickly juxtaposes with Wolfwood in front of him who's smiling gently, the shades covering his eye bags. Wolfwood asks him, "Still not awake yet?" Vash pauses, his thoughts stirring, thinking, "Oh. I guess I was getting ahead of myself... thinking you owe me that kind of honesty." He smiles at Wolfwood and responds, "I'm awake!" His thoughts continue, "Maybe one day, you'd trust me enough to share your burdens."

The final image shows Wolfwood pulling at Vash's cheek and Vash complains, "Owwwww why..." Wolfwood quickly says, "You were thinking something stupid, right? It's all over yer face." Vash mutters, "Nooo, I wasn't..." END ID]

Someone is in love and distracted 🤭

Some pynch sketches i needed to get out of my system 🙊🙊

Thinking….. thinking of yandere noritoshi

me too....

Noritoshi is suspicious of you at the worst of times. The same faint crease on his brow always appears when he's trying to hide being bothered by something.

This time? Because you've been focusing on your phone rather than him for a little bit too long...... He trusts you, of course he does! its just, he doesn't trust others. What if you end up talking with somebody for too long and they try whisking you away?

Obviously it's most likely nothing and you're enjoying your time doing who knows what on the phone that he's not allowed to check because you told him he couldn't no matter how many times he asked. Noritoshi still stares at your phone intensely when its sitting somewhere, itching to take a quick peek.. it'll be harmless, you don't even have to know!

Yet, his mind wanders to the possibility of getting caught. He'd rather spear arrows through his palm than be gazed at with disapproval by you. Its only natural to have privacy, he tells himself. So, begrudgingly, Noritoshi obeys and watches you on the stupid little phone.

The phone that contains a lot of mindless entertainment and important files. The same phone that holds a lot of personal information you keep to yourself. The same damn phone he's been itching to get his hands on ever since you began smiling at the device.

Why aren't you showing him what's so funny? Oh, right, because he could care less. All he cares about is that your attention is off of him and onto something else that could easily lead you to interact with someone else. It becomes too much and he acts emotionally, tilting the phone down and confronting you. It's not an accusation, just a question. Tell him he's wrong, he's almost begging you to tell him he's wrong. He just wants your attention again, so forgive him if he acts irrational. He'll make up for it, he promises.

Though, if you're alright with Noritoshi looking through your phone, his looming shadow over your shoulder will be a common occurrence every time you turn on your device. He might as well stop using his own with how much he likes holding onto yours. It's just to help you carry your things, of course. He's so gentlemanly isn't he? Go on, praise him!

good morning sunshine

I hate them. and gay people (lie) I blacked out after @eyesack884 sent me a barrage of Harry Osborn photos (again) and this magically appeared on my canvas?? anyways I'm gonna throw up I hate them (affectionate)

Is it really your favourite show if you’re not constantly warning your friends every second episode, “Okay, now this one’s kinda bad but—”

Little snippet from a vashwood reincarnation comic that I do not have nearly fully fleshed out in my head with written down text that would surely be 50+ pages and which I will probably get to draw never aaaah

greek man save me......... save me mad scientist save me

neighborhood watch

accumulation of ooc megop doodles, some older than others...stuff i guess i cant post by itself ....but together i can call it a doodle dump!

Thinking about Buggy fucking the ever loving shit out of his chubby wife before i head to bed

18+ minors dni. Minors be gone

He'll grip her love handles from behind, his hips thrusting against the fatness of her ass, watching it recoil off of him. Sweat dripping down the sides of his face, smearing his makeup. He moves his hands further down your body, pinching and gripping harshly at your rolls, moaning and groaning under his breath at how soft and squishy you feel in his hands.

He detaches one of his hands, keeping the other on your soft naked hip, as the other gropes you all the way up to your chest, twisting and pulling at your nipples. Your moans are like music to his ears. He smiles and leans down, his nose bumping your ear as he kisses your ear then neck.

He whispers a soft, "fuck" before continuing "you feel so nice baby, so nice for your husband ~" he moans louder, his thrusts becoming more rough. He leans back up on his knees, turning you over on your back, googling and awing at the way your rolls and flesh jiggle as he does so.

He's so memorized by the way his thrusts hit the back of your wet cunt, watching as your flesh recoils from it, his makeup smeared all over your neck, breasts and tummy. His detached hand was still groping your tit. Buggy decides to reattach it, both of his hands gripping your chest as he pushes dipper into your fat pussy.

"Fuck! Buggy! Right there!" You moan aloud, your chubby cheeks heated immensely from the intense sex.

Buggy smirks, going harder and rough into you. His hands went down and gripped your big thighs tightly, chuckling as he wrecked you. "Fuck, that's it. That's it sweetcheeks" he mummers loud enough for you to hear.

"cum for me, cum for your husband" he leans down, his face right in front of yours, his lips gazing over yours almost as if he's about to lock onto them. But no. Instead, he speaks once more, darkly-

"Cum for me like you mean it, put on a singing performance, I wanna hear your precious moans cry out for your husband doll~"

if i just told you i love you would this world change

They could have been BFFs