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mothcpu · 2 days
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batmecha · 19 days
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v2s and mirages
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v2is-baby · 19 days
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my pc crashed while I was painting this so whatever im not finishing it lmao
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smellslikegoodsoup · 2 months
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its been one of those weeks..
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sugarflow · 8 months
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mv2 with ugoku ugoku :)
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fleshmaid · 1 month
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these two have been on my mind again. ref image here.
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saltcosmos · 4 months
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i posted this yesterday but i wanted to fix it and color it so I deleted smh
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mipexch · 2 months
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ummm smiling raising my mv2 hand
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reading book (one of them at least)
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temporarygraveslol · 2 months
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i forgort to drwa v2 wing hinges am forgetti
dont notice me i posted on the wrong acc- (edit: art blog is @saintsofgraves DONT FOLLOW ME HERE LMAO THIS ONE'S JUST A WAR BUNKER IN CASE I GET SHADOWBANNED)
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cimsos · 3 months
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ok
EDIT: SORRY
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mothcpu · 1 month
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mirage variety pack
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halluciniwaynia · 2 months
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average t4t relationship
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fleshmaid · 1 month
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more v2 and mirage for your enjoyment.
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nrdmssgs · 1 year
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König meeting civilian reader Scenario (part 1)
Masterlist
Part 2 is here
Meeting for the first time. Civilian reader. I know, you all have your personal headcannons for his real/civilian name, so I tried to leave it blank for you. Boy is just homesick, so sorry for that “Austria is better than...” thing.
It was Friday night, you gathered with your friends at the local bar. Your neck and shoulders were aching after a week of sitting in the office, barely having time to stand up.
So when you saw an unoccupied coach at your table - you knew it was your choice for this evening.
You see, the coach is good for relaxing, even drinking maybe... but you all were hungry after a long day and sitting down there, you were too low to eat something from the table. Your nose was literally at tabletop height. So you were left alone on the couch.
Not that you minded extra space.
It was until your last friend showed up, bringing this mountain of a man with them.
"Everybody, say hi to *Königs` civilian name*. He is a friend of a friend, he'll be staying in our town for some time."
Despite being warmly greeted, he glances at you all cautiously and answers something under his breath.
You figure, the guy must be tired or just doesn't like big companies. So when he lands on a couch near you and almost immediately moves away, as if trying to take up less space, you just smile and reassure you don't need the whole couch just to yourself.
Even sitting on a low sofa, he rises above the rest of you.
You are quickly distracted by the conversation with the rest of your friends and turn back to the table. From time to time, someone from your company asks the giant next to you about his life, but his answers are always short and reserved.
Sometimes it seems to you that you feel someone's gaze, but when you turn around to your new acquaintance, he turns out to be absolutely fascinated by reading the label of his beer bottle.
At some point, one of your friends is going to the bar and asks what to get you. You glance at the menu without much enthusiasm.
"I don't even know... What are you drinking?", you turn to König.
"It's Villacher...", he answers almost automatic and looks so concentrated and nervous, as if you already knew the right answer and was just testing him.
"I don't see it in the menu... it must be in German exported list, yes?", you ask him without second thoughts, and it is where his face changes.
Anxiety is replaced by surprise on his face as he answers you in much slower pace now: "It's Austrian. You don't place Austrian beer in German list..."
And before you have a moment to consider, if you offended the guy, he starts a whole freaking TED talk on how Austria and Germany approach brewing. And how far the traditions of Austria surpass those of Germany.
But somehow he sounds not angry at all. He is actually very happy to share his knowledge with you. He even scribbles view from a window in a typical village in the Tyrolean Alps (yep, good luck figuring out how is that related to his lecture. IT JUST IS).
You notice small wrinkles at the corners of his eyes as he smiles, talking to you. You listen to his accent, remember his name, and put two and two together.
"So, I take it, you are from Austria. Miss your home?", he suddenly pauses at your question.
"Well, a bit... But I'm ok here, I guess".
You two spend the rest of the evening chatting. The more you talk to him, the more relaxed he seems.
It is until it's time to say goodbye, and you casually ask him for his number. Man frowns. Seems like he stops breathing.
"No-no, you got me wrong, I just want to add you to our group chat. That way, you'll have a bunch of acquaintances in the local area. Plus you'll know, when we are gathering next time", you laugh, hiding your own embarrassment.
He answers "Sure" not breaking eye contact and completely ignores the smartphone you placed before him on a table. Instead, he takes a napkin and scratches a number on it with a pencil (this gentle giant is so caught up in a moment, he doesn't have a single idea, what is he doing).
Back at home you understand, you've fetched the napkin with his sketch as well by mistake. But you keep it - such a wholesome reminder of that nice evening.
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