pesrev :

My Twitter account had suspended.

For the time being, I’ll be active on the following account until the suspending(@pesrevita) is lifted.

https://twitter.com/pesreviol

Thanks all.

Whoops

Haven’t posted anything here in a while... Saw I had some messages and I can’t tell how old they are... Sorry if I didn’t respond to you...

Still not entirely sure if I’ll go back to posting art here...

pesrev :

“――Mmm… Good. This deep flavor… It must have matured in a stress-free environment. It was fattened glutton―― Hm, a male in his 50s―― And this tasteful familiar flavor… it’s a beefeater, right?”

pesrev :

“――Sleep tight, dear cuddly boy. When you grow up and have a happy family, we’ll visit you again.”

“This town is the best as a farm for cultivating cigars, my Lord.”

“Yes. They’re fully under my control, but they don’t know their fate.”

“So we can taste their pure fear. This dad has also good flavor… Mmmm…♥”

“Now, this inspection is over. Let’s pick some matured cigars.”

pesrev :

The Baron: “I cordially welcome you, my cigars-to-be.” The Count: “Leave the children, Baron. They look too good to smoke… Take them to the bedroom. I’ll shower them with love.” The Baron: “Would you like one with it?” The Count: “Hm, I’ll take that blond beard.” The Baron: “Certainly.” *flap*

pesrev :

“…Well and good. You shall have an opportunity to prepare better meals until the next. You don’t wanna end up becoming like that, right?“

pesrev :

Come on in

pesrev :

“Hm… pretty good. Your blood ties are as superior as ever.”

“Now, have mistresses bear children and raise them with affection. When they grow up properly, invite me again.”

“Do your duty. If you don’t want to die like this, follow my commands. I’m counting on you…” *flap*

(turning into the fog and poofing)

pesrev :

visiting again

pesrev :

“――Close to me… You shall be smoked next.”

pesrev :

“By the way, what should I smoke, My Lord?”

“I’ll give you my Maduro. It’s your favorite stuff. Now, smoke your fill.”

pesrev :

after meal cigar

pesrev :

I command you

pesrev :

breaking in

pesrev :

an admirer serving a dinner devotedly, or ordinary after-dinner cigar