Liquidise me!!!!!

These childes look so lovely!!! Diego looks so gentle and sad that I almost forgive him for doing a murder or two. Almost.

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Hello! You did such a lovely job with Astrid last time, I was wondering if you could also draw Mia and Bryony?

i know they're not v1 deepcuts or v8 thots, but i would love love love to see your take on my PV3P childes, Nanna-Fiora, Morgan, and Faye!

*nino fire emblem voice* I'll do my best!!!

based on events from last saturday's session

Benlo! Would I be able to get some lovely art of your friend and mine* Astrid Tate, please?




*Note: character is not your friend. Or anybody's, really.

technically Kyara has no goods, she has acquisitions. completely legal acquisitions. including limbs.

Impulse was Aurelien’s guiding force in life. It was what drove him to do the brave, exhilarating, daredevil, and, to be perfectly honest, reckless and foolhardy things that he did. He didn’t need to think twice about throwing himself out of planes, or hurtling down rocky hillside tracks on a mounta...

Part of him had hoped, after the first few punches, that Blaise’s head would crack back against the wooden floor, and that they’d go limp, and go down, and stay down. He doubted he’d stop at that; even if he wanted to let up smashing their face into a fine pulp, he didn’t think his body would even l...

There were too many infuriating facets of Blaise d’Aramitz to count, but one of those many, many reasons was exactly why they did what they did. Most pertinently, it was because they simply didn’t give a shit about another human being. They did whatever they wanted to, because whatever the repercuss...

He had heard, not too long ago, that the human body was able to perform extreme feats of strength under serious duress. ((Aurelien Valter continued from And Now Those Days Are Over, And We Are All Ghosts )) He’d had no idea whether that was true at the time, and while it had been a point of mild int...

There were noises behind Aurelien. Words spoken, gunshots fired, animalistic roars of vengeance and desperation. He heard them, but didn’t look back. He didn’t stop moving forwards. It all mattered; everything that happened on this island mattered. It all affected someone, it all had repercussions t...