I Can’t Fix Him But I Could Fuck Him.

i’m free on thursday if you wanna start a toxic codependent thing

saiou

the first doodle inspired from this fanfic

sometimes when my mom gets drunk she goes into Liberated Women Mode, and one time she was real tipsy and while talking about her friend’s divorce, she very earnestly told me and my sister (both adults) that regardless of preference or relationship, she hoped we would both reach a point in our lives where we were having really good sex with really good people. and my sister said, “i do that now except the good people part” and i said, “sex is real?” and my mom didn’t love either of those answers

what are your thoughts on stab wounds?

sexual in any context

Horndog warmup sketch with my anonymous pink lady to get myself prepped to work.