#kosco

[theonepiecelazyartist]

Will You be Mine?..😀

ALLEN, YOU DON'T KNOW ANATOMY AND COLOR THEORY!!!

- 2023 A friend of mine.

What About Now?

Made too much Folds, And Sorry I Was In Hiatus💔💔💔

I'm now practicing on Color Theory Since Finally I Can Draw Hands😭 (I'm Currently Practicing Clothes 💔)

[beached-boy]

The Greek Shit Gods

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[beached-boy]

robot Kosco ref is done! i also added earlier drawings of his clothes here!

link to nsfw version here 

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[beached-boy]

doodles of this heathen

[hailinh2007]

Vòi bếp, vòi rửa bát Kosco cao cấp giá tốt 2024, đa dạng mẫu đẹp, chất liệu đồng mạ cr/ni cho sản phẩm luôn sáng bóng, bền đẹp.

Top các mẫu vòi rửa bát Kosco cao cấp, nhập khẩu từ Hàn Quốc, giá tốt nhất 2024

[beached-boy]

Satan taking Kosco’s soul

[bosco-boscorelli]

“I want my first time to be with you.” (Kaz)

Bosco had to clench his jaw to keep his smile minimal. Though, it was apparent. A softness in his expression reserved only for those he cared most for. Kaz’s words touched him in a way that Bosco wasn’t used to feeling. Sure, he had casually dated. Sure, he had sex before. But there was still something so . . . new and amazing when it came to being with Kaz. Bosco wasn’t going to bother trying to understand it. Only to embrace it. Which was how they had wound up in their current positions. Bosco was on top of Kaz, both of them positioned on his couch. It had started with a simple kiss which had deepened, and intensified. Bosco was not overethinking. It was as if his brain had been turned off and his actions ruled by emotions. He had leaned forward, nudging Kaz back until he was on his back against his couch. 

It wasn’t until Bosco’s hands went to the front of Kaz’s pants that the police officer finally paused, breathing heavily merely an inch above Kaz’s lips. As if reminding himself that they had not gone there yet. But Kaz’s words made him wonder . . . if he was ready to. “And I want . . . “ He began to say, continuing to soak in Kaz’s words. “You. Just, you.” Bosco’s hands moved from Kaz’s pants to slide under his shirt, kissing the other male’s lips again. He had to keep his lips from blurting out a perhaps far too sentimental statement . . . especially for Bosco. That while Kaz wanted his first time to be with Bosco, Bosco wanted his last time to be with Kaz. For he found himself wanting no one else, nor imagining wanting to be with anyone else, except for the man before him now. 

@fifty-storms

[bosco-boscorelli]

“Kiss me again… Please?” (Kaz)

There weren’t many people that could get away with telling Bosco what to do. Most of the time, it was his mother, his Chief, and sometimes his partner. But, ever since their first kiss. Ever since they broke down that barrier that was between them . . . Bosco found himself more and more willing to give himself over to Kaz. To comply with each request, each plea. In this case, asking for another kiss. Which, was something that he never need ask twice for because Bosco was all too willing to give it. With the professional reasons for them being together now over and set to rest -- the case being officially over -- Bosco felt another level of ease being in Kaz’s company. 

Bosco smiled, tilting his head and leaning towards Kaz but pausing so that his lips hovered over his. Damn, was it ever so tempting to close the distance between them. The single kiss before Kaz’s request leaving Bosco greedy for more. To taste him more. To drink him in. But instead, the cheeky attitude came out as he just smirked. “Where?” He asked playfully, his hands moving to casually rest on Kaz’s waist with one on either side of him. 

@fifty-storms