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let's celebrate the last day of OC kiss week properly shall we

dialogue is on the picture but in case you want a bit more context:
Growing up as someone without father - even worse, a father who wasn't even Mongol - in his tribe, Vachir didn't have an easy life and knew he would have never been considered by any young woman as 'marriage material', not that he would have considered himself fit to 'court' some girl in the first place. Even during his travels he was entirely aware that he'd never stay in the same place for too long and therefore remained painfully oblivious to any advances made by people around him as he would have never considered a romance. None of that had ever occupied his mind as he never felt any need to, used to being lonely, relying on nature and a good horse for most of his life.
It was only one faithful (drunk) night at the campfire that brought some more insight to his person... to himself. Never once would he have imagined to be anything else than a hopeless case of a straight man, but perhaps he shouldn't have been so sure of that after all...

<-- previously || next tba

brace urselves everybody there is more amusing art to come (mostly thanks to baaltas )
her upload: <3

__________________
©
lineart & flats by baaltas , as well as Haku
shading & bg done by me, Vachir belongs to me
overpainted bg photo

Description
let's celebrate the last day of OC kiss week properly shall we

dialogue is on the picture but in case you want a bit more context:
Growing up as someone without father - even worse, a father who wasn't even Mongol - in his tribe, Vachir didn't have an easy life and knew he would have never been considered by any young woman as 'marriage material', not that he would have considered himself fit to 'court' some girl in the first place. Even during his travels he was entirely aware that he'd never stay in the same place for too long and therefore remained painfully oblivious to any advances made by people around him as he would have never considered a romance. None of that had ever occupied his mind as he never felt any need to, used to being lonely, relying on nature and a good horse for most of his life.
It was only one faithful (drunk) night at the campfire that brought some more insight to his person... to himself. Never once would he have imagined to be anything else than a hopeless case of a straight man, but perhaps he shouldn't have been so sure of that after all...

<-- previously || next tba

brace urselves everybody there is more amusing art to come (mostly thanks to baaltas )
her upload: <3

__________________
©
lineart & flats by baaltas , as well as Haku
shading & bg done by me, Vachir belongs to me
overpainted bg photo