#perfect yes

[bl00dalchemist]

I've gotta love the way you draw that freaky little snake man with childhood trauma related to his family. I love how edgy he tries to be, only to end up acting gay. I love how he commits all those dastardly crimes that low-key shouldn't be forgiven by the fact that he ends up playing a big role in war.

Love it. Love the art. Love you. HAPPY PRIDE.

Happy pride to Kabuto and the mess that is his mind!!!

[dark-elf-writes]

The rancher is raging gay that upon finding out his boyfriend is a werewolf experiences pure concentrated lust before his stomach drops and he scrambles to hide his monster fucker novels even better.

(My favorite trope is “thing that makes person ridiculed” is one of their partners favorite things in the world)

Rancher: So you’re a werewolf

Remus: Yes :( I’m a monster :( I understand if you don’t want me aro- where did your pants go

[mull3ts]

Girl,

I have an idea,

[lemonadeandlanguages]

Hi, I'm Kary, I spent the whole day watching tennis and going on tumblr instead of studying for my finals 😊👌🏻

How dare you call me out like this smh

[spellboundcities]

Silly fools, for I can disappear from ANY social event

[gh0stboy]

Me: *draws smth specifically to see how a tattoo would look on me* Me: *literally gives up on drawing the tattoo w the contour of my ankle, completely defeating the purpose, bc I put too much effort into shading the leg*

[tnuhh]

women like hot showers because it reminds them of hell, where they’re from. 

[lotus-of-noxus-blog]

Let me see(, you stubborn noble.)

“Afremov - it’s nothing, really, and seeing it won’t make any difference.” Kat insisted with a soft growl to his tone - not anger, certainly - Kat made it obvious when he was angry, but more pain - and frustration. Frustration with himself for managing to get himself hurt. 

The bruise was deep and purple and began on his left ribs and then slid down around towards the small of his back - a quickly patched laceration at the start. Another bruise had formed near his ankle and on the side of his leg where his ankle had twisted and he had made contact with the ground. He certainly didn’t want his paramour...fussing over some injury he had managed to get himself by being less-than-adequate in a fight. Sure, he had won it in the end, but he shouldn’t have gotten hurt, shouldn’t have allowed that to happen - and there was no good to come from reinforcing that in his paramour’s mind by having him actually see the length of the bruise and wound.

@afremovink