I See What You Can’t.

Oc of mine called Tigi, I love him and you shall too >:)

I like these two, might actually make them into characters even though the one on the left looks a little to much like pearl... Else from that I just wanted to draw some girls in bikinis.....

Fight, fight, fight!

Finished my Daywalker piece! Inspired largely by the lyrics. The flowers are apple blossoms! 

Ay, I don’t really understand Tumblr

I’m Liver, 21, I draw as a hobby.

He/him or it/itself flies too, queer and the likes.

I suck at social interactions so if you want to talk to me please do, I’ll try to reply lol.

I get obsessed with something else like every other month, idc about who interacts with my stuff, just please remember we’re all people and act according to our experiences, so don’t be a dick for no reason.

You can also find all of my other socials and links here: https://linktr.ee/Liverditty <-

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This has a certain amount of unintended sexual tension and I’m not sure how or when it happened... But here you go! :D

I got lost in the woods of pinterest and emerged with so many references with which I do not know what to do with and now every time I open that god forsaken site, my screen is filled with gay effeminate men sporting very little clothing and furry drawing tutorials…

I can't escape it either, I just keep clicking on it and it keeps feeding my habits to the algorithm and showing me more-

I am forever trapped amongst gorgeous gays and I feel I'm spoiling my eternal paradise since nothing could beat this.

I got put on antidepressants recently and my god I’m so tired holy shit

I can barely function, I sure hope this side effect eventually wears off once my body gets used to it o-o

short king Billy.

Ik him and Steve are basically the same height but I can't get myself to draw them that way. Billy has to be shorter, it's just a law of nature.

Harringrove kissing so desperately. Like yeah they fuck, yeah they take each other apart but god, do they melt for kissing.

Making out in the back of the beemer until their lips are rosy red, knees knocking together, fingers clinging to collars. They get a little messy, breath coming out in tiny pants and their legs feel like jelly when their lips glance off of each other’s. Dragging each other into the dark during parties to the woodshed, lips finding each other’s in the dark, and they both moan like it’s the first time.

It doesn’t matter how long they’re together, they kiss like the world couldn’t rip them apart, like they’re trying to climb into each other. Maybe they are.