Veumaxine - M . J . M

men....

MENNNNN MAKOTO IS SO GOOD AND BEAUTIFULLLLL

There are moments when he surprises me so much that he leaves me speechless. Every little gesture of his, every detail, reminds me why i feel so lucky to have him in my life. From the very first day, when our gazes met and our words flowed so naturally, i felt something in me ignite again. It was as if, without even trying, he had found the key to bring back my smile, a genuine smile that i thought i had lost long ago.

The funny thing is, even though we are only 20 minutes apart, i feel like we are connected in a much deeper way. It's not just the physical closeness, but the emotional connection we share. I love how his charisma shines through in every conversation, how he is able to make me laugh with the greatest of ease. And best of all, we share so many common interests that our talks never run out of topics. We can spend hours talking about anything from our passions to the little details of everyday life, and i always find in him an understanding that makes me feel truly heard.

The most beautiful thing of all is the affection that is transmitted between us. It's not just words or gestures, it's a constant feeling of affection and mutual support that is felt from the first second we start talking. It is as if, from the first instant, we knew we had something special, something you don't find every day. And every day, with every message and every conversation, that bond grows stronger.

And somehow, without realizing it, little by little something began to change inside me. In every talk, in every smile he gave me, I felt something different growing. At first, i thought it was just admiration, perhaps a unique connection that i wouldn't easily find in another person. But, without noticing it, my thoughts began to turn to him more often. I would catch myself smiling to myself as i remembered some of our conversations or imagining what it would be like to be by his side in those moments when we were only 20 minutes apart.

Every little gesture, every detail of his, was slowly breaking down the barriers i didn't even know i had built. His good morning messages, his laughter when we talked about anything silly, his way of worrying about me, even in the distance, were weaving a feeling that at first i didn't recognize. I was reluctant to call it love, because it seemed to come so naturally, without my seeking it or planning it.

But, one day, i stopped to think about everything that had happened, about how he had become such an important part of my life, and it was in that instant that i understood: without wanting it, without planning it, without even realizing it, i fell in love. It wasn't something i planned or something i wanted to avoid, it just happened, as if it had been inevitable from the beginning.

And now, when i think about it, i smile when i remember how everything was so unexpected, so organic, so beautiful. Because, without realizing it, and without being able to avoid it…i accidentally fell in love.

Literal us

Self-care (part 2)

WISP WWIISSPP your retired ghost art is making me lose my minnnddd 😭😭😭😭 that man NEEDS TO BE SMOOCHED!!! but also do u think you will ever do a close up one day of retired Soap?? 🥺🥺🥺 it's just when I look at ur designs of retired ghoap it makes my heart feel like it's wrapped up in a soft, warm blanket but no pressure to draw him obvi 💖💖 hope u have a good day :3

aaAA thank you friend !!!! You're always too kind <333 and I actually tried doing a matching Soap for retired Ghost originally, but my art just didn't want to art for that one - so you're getting more of a doodly scene of the oldies

bro is knee deep in the passenger seat

"I give my life, in exchange for...."

Part 1

Marshall, knowing this will be his last visit, goes to see Triangle. Without another word, he sits down across from him, as serious as ever, but there's something about his expression that's unusual, something heavy that Triangle can't quite place. There are no smiles or light conversations this time; just a heavy silence that seems to drag on longer than usual. Triangle, oblivious to what is really going on, gives him a questioning look, waiting for Marshall to break the silence. But Marshall remains serious, as if he were measuring every second, every detail of that moment. He watches him, recording in his mind every feature, every gesture of his friend. For Triangle, this is just a strange conversation; for Marshall, it is a silent farewell, a farewell that Triangle does not yet understand and probably will not understand until much later, when Marshall is no longer there. To which, Triangle simply breaks the silence by asking what he wants this time...

*whispers*

have a happy hecking pride

first page for the other part (｡・//ε//・｡)

tbh ahhhh i cannot wait to show you all the next parts!!!!! so to ease my excitement i give you. 1 page. for now. and hopefully my creative juice keeps being juicy so i could complete the comic wayyy waaaayyyyyyyy fasssssterrrrrrrrrrr (〃￣ω￣〃ゞ

Hollow Knighit

Ghost: If life gives you lemons, you have to make lemonade and try to find someone whose life has given you vodka… Ghost: UHHH AND HAVE A TERRIBLE PARTY Soap: WHAT- Ghost: And some taraguitos that are delicious Soap: Did u drink too much?...