He eat a nemon
Cosmic Funnies
occasionally subtle
hello vonnie
Fai_Ryy

Discoholic 🪩

tannertan36

bliss lane
No title available

#extradirty
The Stonewall Inn
The Bowery Presents
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Misplaced Lens Cap
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
No title available
One Nice Bug Per Day
almost home
noise dept.

Game Changer & Make Some Noise
YOU ARE THE REASON
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from T1
seen from United States
seen from Kenya

seen from Colombia
seen from Türkiye

seen from United States

seen from Japan

seen from Germany
seen from Türkiye

seen from Türkiye
seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from Bangladesh
seen from Bangladesh
seen from Bangladesh
@tourmaline1221
He eat a nemon
Fight it, dear boy, fight it! Till the end, even if they say it's impossible to win.
(some process under the cut!)
can I interest you in another handful of kcd
i wanna love tomorrow, but i love what’s left
reaching into my medieval romance simulator sketchbook and grabbing a handful
Why would you need a new sword every day, my lord?🤨
⚔️⚔️⚔️⚔️
Leyendecker's Honeymoon: Hansry edition.
My wound existed before me; I was born to embody it.
currently playing through the first Kingdom Come: Deliverance game so I sketched some deeply idiotic bisexuals
i hope i make you laugh forever! (forgot tumblr existed again womp womp)
Flowers for the wife/Wedding of two nobles
Ptáček
I started playing KCD2 a few weeks back on a complete whim and now it’s consuming my life. Please send help.
here’s a few of my many wips I’m chipping away at between other obligations 🐇
Sleepers Peace @copperboltsblog has suggested that the concept of the sculpture of the same name by Greet Desal would be great do with Henry and his animal companions - and I totally agree! So here's my take on it |06052026
- You want to see WIPs, exclusive content and artworks earlier? Consider supporting me on Patreon ✨
priorities
I don’t need beads. Give me bruises to count, bites to cross over, and I’ll trace each mark with a prayer whispered only for God to hear. The creed, written down my neck. A Hail Mary found just above my navel. The Lord’s Prayer between my thighs. With your mouth you sanctify me. In your touch I am baptized. You desecrate my body, only to return to your knees each time. I don’t need beads.