for vriska day we should all go down to GrubDonald’s and order the Mindfang burger. the looks on their faces will be hilarious!!
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Happy 8/8 to the very Pannier boy
I'm sorry this is all I have, I'm swamped with commission work and work stuff. But I'm getting there! And then he'll get the art he deserves.
Now who's gonna clean all this up?
Edit: Important to note this is largely inspired by @ohmystarrynight ; whenever something is brought up in call that they don't quite like they go "Hmmm." And it KILLS me. The beloved Pilot Hmmm. Duck coded.
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Imagine... The only thing between you and freedom is the pred that stands in the doorway, a knowing smirk on their face. They could stay quiet, and watch the flurry of emotions on your face (realization, horror, maybe even acceptance)... Or, even better, they'll taunt you.
What's wrong, they ask. Freedom is so close. Don't you want to escape? All you have to do is get past them. What's stopping you?
Of course, you both know what's going to happen. If you stay still, paralyzed with fear, the pred is going to close in on you, teeth and eyes glinting hungrily... But if you try and fight them, they'll easily overpower you, and you'll lose, anyways.
The longer you stand, frozen, the more impatient the pred gets. They grin at you, lick their lips... And they start to close in on you. All you can do is back up slowly, eyes wide... And then, your back hits a wall. Slowly, you look up at the pred that's grinning down at you. The air is heavy with tension, and then-
A thick rumble from deep within their core breaks the silence. Before you can do anything else, a hand grabs your head and forcefully mashes your face into the pred's stomach. With your ear pressed against their flesh, you can fully hear the cacophony of sounds inside the pred's stomach. Each whine, each growl... And it's all for you.
The pred lets your head go... But now, they're slowly lifting you up. You're too terrified to fight back, so easily, they lower you into their jaws. They take their time, swallowing slowly and deeply... And within just a few swallows, you're sealed away in a fat gut.
No matter how terrified you are, primal instincts take over, and you desperately fight and struggle within the pred's gut. It's tight, overwhelmingly hot, and incredibly noisy... But still, you give a fruitless fight.
As the pred rubs their now swollen belly though, you realize it. Your fate was sealed the moment they laid eyes on you... A fact that's only punctuated by a loud, rolling gurgle.
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Feliz 8/8
Hace tiempo no dibujaba a Miguel, en una situación vore muchos menos, pero disfrute mucho hacerlo. Saludos desde twitter 🤠👋
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day three - transxenic
happy vriska day !!!!!!!! ft some vrisrose, probably my fave rose ship :3
please use sun/suns, light/light, grim/grimdark, goth/goth, or it/its (aux: she/he) for rose and 8/8, light/light, die/dice, 🕷/🕷s, 🕸/🕸s, or pir/pirate (aux: she/her) for vriska on this post! rose is a lightaspic, sungender, gothgender, and grimdarkgender girlthing. vriska is a lightaspic, spidergender, 8gender, dicegender, and pirategender person!
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IF ANY OF YOU CLOWNS
thought I'd miss my girl's day, you are sorely mistaken. I could be boarding my plane but I'll always have a big fat Vriska for her very special day.
Commissions are CLOSED and ongoing until August 10!
Crossposted from: https://twitter.com/ExponentialMass
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