Holy moly
i barely know what to do with myself other than draw this guy
people online: hey how are you
people in real life: we should round up the homeless and send them to camps
pet peeve of mine is when there’s an action scene in an unoccupied/abandoned steel mill that just has vats of molten steel lying around. How is it still molten? Is the foreman sitting at home going “ahh shit did I remember to turn off the electric arc furnace? whatever, it’s probably fine.” someone should be fired for this
Woah.
sinner
well, you see, the thing is: (instead of finishing my sentence i curl up comfortably in bed and go to sleep
12/8/22: decomposing vertebrae harboring algal growth.
One of my Soul beings.
I’m at the BDSM club painting tunnels on the wall for my sub to run into
Reblog daily for health and prosperity
gibby sketch for this and additional doodles below
too cool to jerk off to pictures of women with impossible hip to waist ratios yet not cool enough to jerk off to the concept of being killed, the rōnin pervert wanders this land in search of a slightly-higher-concept yet not totally abstract form of fetish posting