head empty, only tgcf

A lil kiss on a boat because they’re in love

I'm thinking of bringing some of my old horrendous MDZS art on here. This one's titled "Goodbye (brother)"

very late, very unfinished, holy recycled art stupid m00n but here I gooo 😭 Sorry guys for not being able to properly participate in this year’s event 🥺

(As always: click for better quality)

Cherry blossom after winter 🤍

P.S. - don’t forget about the frogs in some of the arts P.S.S. - Patreon is here

Qi Rong is screaming in disgust. Hua Cheng's just muttering to himself like, "Shit, I fucked up, shit, I fucked up," and wondering if there's a way to disperse himself without his ashes. Xie Lian's making noises like a dial-up modem as his brain tries to process all of that, before catching on the detail of, "Wait... what was that about Lang-er Bay‽"

it snowed here!

my favorite genre of art is 'woman stares into your soul, usually in a field'

An older hualian drawing I did but I still adore it!

Seeing that he seemed like he wanted to go over to Lan WangJi again, Jiang Cheng pulled Wei WuXian away, “What’s wrong with you, now?! You still dare provoke him? You really are digging your own grave!” Wei WuXian, “I’m not going to provoke him. Look at his leg. He’s been on the go for so many days—the state of his injury must’ve worsened. It became noticeable probably only because he really couldn’t hide it any longer. If he walks on like this, it’s likely that he won’t ever be able to use his leg again. I’m gonna carry him.” [...] ...Rolling onto the shore, he threw Lan WangJi onto his back and began to run at once. Lan WangJi blurted out, “You?” Wei WuXian, “It’s me! You’re pleasantly surprised?” Hovering on his back, Lan WangJi’s voice possessed the rare emotional fluctuation, “How could this be pleasant?! Let me down!” Wei WuXian’s mouth refused to rest even as he was running for his life, “If I let you down just because you say so, doesn’t that really make me lose face?” The roar of the beast that had come from behind them vibrated within their ears and their chests. Both felt blood rush up their throats. Wei WuXian hurried to shut his mouth so that he could focus on running away. In prevention of the beast catching up with fury, he purposely chose to duck into thin holes that the turtle shell couldn’t pass through. Without having any rest, he didn’t even know how long he had run. He had finally slowed, after unable to hear anymore sounds. His guard lowering, as soon as his speed decreased, Wei WuXian could smell the scent of blood. Feeling behind him backhandedly, his right hand was covered in a wet crimson. Wei WuXian, Oh no, Lan Zhan’s injury will worsen again.

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This is what i drew instead of paying attention to the lecture i was supposed to be listening to