bakescooter

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colorful illustration of a thicc green monkey lady showing off her ass to the viewer, giving a cheeky look over her shoulder
mirko from my hero academia posed up & flexing her arsenal with a cheeky tongue-out smile
a very textured, grungy and blood-spattered illustration of frank castle in his early days as the punisher, all fucked up and sporting the jarhead haircut. his portrait looks crazed, distressed, nearly on the verge of tears, in stark contrast to the seemingly stoic, less detailed half-body. two lines accompany the piece from the song Never Fight a Man With a Perm by IDLES - "He hates me. I like that."
pheonix from marvel rivals dressed in a sharp, refined pinstripe suit, dress shirt unbuttoned. she's elegantly posed in an impressionistic armchair with swirls of smoke surrounding her, all emanating from the lit cigarette in her left hand.
an illustration of kitty kat of the bad guys 2 fame flexing her guns in a smug yet playful manner while looking at the viewer, her tanktop is taught and revealing.
a risque christmas card-style illustration of emma frost lying in the snow, bound in red shibari. text to her right reads "winter's greetings with the dashing & elegant emma frost; don't get left in the cold!".
a monochrome sketch of minecraft characters steve and alex, both mid-toil. alex, dappled in mud and hauling a haybale, lays a supportive hand on a pickaxe-wielding steve's tired shoulder.
a not-quite-herself shiro (left) clings to the arm of a large, bulky von (right), unsuccessfully trying to get an innuendo through the socially inept robot's cranium
a clean grayscale halfbody sketch of a bulky tattooed woman in her undergarments. she's dripping with sweat and flexing while suggestively side-eyeing something out of frame, sticking her tongue out in a cheeky manner
an old, stylishly warm punk gentleman flanked by some sort of spectral, grim reaper-like entity
in the middle of the frame, a bulky, unkempt man in his underwear is sitting slouched on a bed. his face is blank, tired, as blood pours from his nostrils. scarlet drips cover both his pillow and his torso. clutched between his prosthetic fingers is a tissue wet with blood, like many others on the bedside table next to him. behind him, a window riddled with lit raindrops. a blue hologramic weather report is displayed on it, confirming what's already clear - it's just another cold, rainy, restless night.