Anonymous suggested Vegeta riding Goku, and that’s what you get for tonight!
Sorry for the lack of activity, everyone. I’ve been busy, I’m moving out, lots of stuff to pack, you all must know the drill. Every time I have to spare at home I try to draw new pages for the comic - it just got to the sex part, let’s rejoice! :D~ Now drawing it will be twice as fun.
reblogging for ref
oooh…
Wave porn is now a thing…?
SOMETIMES I CRY BECAUSE THINGS LIKE THIS ARE BEAUTIFUL
I really really like the ocean okay—
(Source: rainbowbuttcake)
This is Mordecai, and Mordecai does not like you. It’s hard to believe this guy has a wife and becomes a loving father.
Omg, it’s so messy that it makes my eyes bleed, now that I look longer at it… but I didn’t spend much time on it, it was more to show his maw and markings /EXCUSES EXCUSES
How many times can you break a bone? That’s what Mordecai wants to know. How many pieces can a bone be shattered into? Hundreds? Thousands?
With enough force, could he turn a bone into nothing more than diamond dust, a powder he could snort up his nose?
Imagine that fucking high, huh?
He likes to think so. So there are times when it seems like a perfectly good idea to try this theory out, experiment a little with this particular idea.
The alley is a disaster. It’s filthy from the start, a cesspool where humanity dumped their garbage, their shit, their homeless. Ah, humanity. If there was one thing Mordecai didn’t miss often, it was being human. Fucking pigs.
Beneath his boot, the demon was screeching fit to mock a firebell. In this game of hunt and catch, he’d learned not to under-estimate the females. Because at the end of the day? They weren’t really female. Might’ve looked it, but most of them weren’t. Angels were bad too - genderless fucks that could screw with your head in all the wrong ways.
Crouched down with his boot dead center of the demon’s spine, the bold gold of his eyes were slitted, dire, and horribly, terribly amused.
“Alrigh’,” he said, sucking on a cigarette, stuck between the marred monstrocity he called a maw, “we’re gunna try this another way. Fuck, why can’t this shit be easy?” He reached over, one hand curling on the back fender of his bike, the other at its handlebars. So slowly, he started to carefully roll it back towards the demon’s arm. It was spread longways, held in place by a cleverly utilized chain.
“I wan’ you to tell me,” Mordecai went on, rolling the bike’s considering weight onto the demon’s arm, “when it starts to grind, alrigh’?”
It was not a long wait.Oh god. Oh god.
What is this eyegasm i’m having. HNG.
maybe one of the coolest things i’ve seen all day.
(Source: azirae)
