#sorry for being slow on the asks

[zprite-x]

1 and 18 for the OC ask thing.

1 was answer here

18. Any OC crackships?

(lying)

[better-in-threes]

"oh celestia, this.. its a ponies cutie mark. Omg i think its Button lace's cutie mark! thats..thats the first pony, the first one we lost. Theres no way they didnt drop this off, my home isnt that far from hay's hardware. This is horrific, im gonna get this tested imminently. Maybe the way it was preserved for 5 years will help us catch the big three"

[bunnieswithknives]

OK JUST A LITTLE THING BECAUSE IM INSANE @cubbihue

Song: Plastic by Cheekface

[drawnfamiliarfaces]

Big clockwork fan here. I'm begging you. Make him hot. Pretty please!?!?!?!

boo wdym?? WDYM BOO HE IS ALREADY HOT

but also like lol thanks for thinking that i could/somehow managed to draw CW hot, i guess???

here have some doodles of him haha

i dunno what is it about him, but nowadays thinking about CW activates some sort of sleeper agent desire to actually try and draw him attractive

i think it stems from early days on DA during dp era and seeing people draw him cool and thinking i wanna do that but also having no ability to do that whatsoever lol

but now i somewhat can ;) so thats nice

[ship-it-sideways]

Hi hi I love your art and everything aaaaa Grumbo is so cute!! I'm mainly a scarian shipper but gosh I saw your Grumbo and it's just *chef's kiss* please draw more!!!! (mayhaps you can draw some scarian in the future 👉👈 /nf)

Thank you so much !!!!!! <3 I loveeee drawing desert duo generally but I wanted to draw something shippy-er so I spent a while doing this >:3c

[babypuphole]

well, i classify the customers as the people. they're the one's paying mommy after all. so your third customer is the proud owner of three stocky cross-mixes that have never spent a day in a doggy training (unlike you, the video i took of that day is doing so well on all the icky porn sites rn)

you're sore and achy from the first two customers and now your poor holes are going to be subjected to three sturdy dogs all at once. the first is going to slobber all over your dripping cunt for all of two seconds before he fucks deep inside of you. he fucks harder and rougher and his cock is much girthier than the ones before him, you'll be delirious with pleasure in no time.

one of the puppies is the gentler of the trio but that doesn't mean he doesn't want his fill too. he comes around and lays on his side, red rocket exposed, hard and waiting. you get scratched up a bit by the first dog as you inch closer and bend down, licking at the second pup's throbbing cock. the dog behind you growls a warning, but lets you take the second dog into that cute little mouth of yours so you can pleasure the gentle one.

you love the taste. mommy's pretty sure you'd live off doggy cum if you could. so suck it all down like an obedient little bitch while your boycunt gets thoroughly bred. i bet you'd be moaning around it with your eyes rolling back in pleasure.

the pair finish at around the same time, and the gentle dog licks at your face when he stands, cleaning up the mess of cum that you didn't manage to swallow. you stay knotted to the first dog for a while before he grows tired and tears himself free. you're only free for a moment before the third dog is upon you. the biggest of the three and the scariest.

he smells the bitch on you and mounts you in seconds but--oh no! it looks like it's gone in the wrong hole! you're so covered in slick that it doesn't take much for him to push in, and even if you wanted to, there'd be no fighting him pff.

but it's okay. mommy programmed a little trigger for when that happens so every time he bottoms out inside of you it feels like a mini orgasm. it also makes a big, stupid, ahegao grin stretch your face. you're such a disgusting little anal whore and you love it, don't you, puppy? <3

he nips your neck to claim you once he pumps you full, growling if you dare try and pull away. the stretch in your ass is so humiliating, even through all the hypnosis mommy's put you through but if anything that would just make you wetter. i bet you'd push between your legs and rub your lil cunnie to the shame of it. what a dirty kiddo.

finally, the owner is one of the rare few who sits in and strokes his cock at you debasing yourself. he pays very well and even know you don't like human cock nearly as much as dog cock, mommy's gonna let him use you too.

i know you'll be a good baby boy and take it for mommy, hm? you're such a good puppy for me, and it feels so good to present your holes and obey.

three at once is so tiring but so nice!! feeling doggy cøck in all of my holes, filling me up like the perfect breeding puppy i am!! 🥰 thank you mommy!

of course i’ll take it!! it’s my job, right? and it feels so good to obey mommy and obey the customers, just like i was always meant to!! he can use all my holes if he wants to!! ☺️💕✨

[inkynightmaresau]

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[cherubchoirs]

I am sorry but can we get a prequel of this please? Just V1 being unaware until they saw Gutterman with his boyfriend, with its younger sibling and their girlfriend and the awakardness that comes after. XD

https://muzzleroars.tumblr.com/post/740991726370619392/i-picture-streetcleaner-and-gutterman-as-siblings

v1! ready to visit a friend!

v1. seeing the gutterman when the door opens.

[sugarpasteltmnt]

sometimes. part of the creative process is needing to admit that the chapter you've been working on for weeks is just not going to work out, and you should start from scratch again

[vicsy]

ohhh for the ship asks

strollonso (obvi) and the prompt: you should stay away from him

In a perfect echo of the hotel bathroom, Lance cuts himself over the edge of false convictions. His fingers close around the wide band of a custom-made collar.

You should stay away from him.

He addresses the reflection in the mirror, stern, but his voice is soft, too forgiving, nothing like his father's. A tremor wracking through his hands; Lance clasps the collar over his throat, living through a memory so crystal clear. Lawrence's heartbroken face when he slid a black box across the table in his office, just the two of them and a thick burden of the best interests kept at heart. A sharp point of a dagger prodding his skin where it's the thinnest.

Familial ties have no weight in blood. Lance still wants to learn he's worth his weight in gold.

"I won't tell you what to do," Sebastian said, then, a glass of wine next to his empty plate. Lance zeroed in on the silver of his fangs, peeking through his lips stretches in an easy smile. They were playing pretend for the night. "He and I are very different. Try to keep a healthy distance, yes?"

The want parched Lance.

"No. Don't," Esteban snapped a week later, frantic and desperate, cornering Lance near his driver's room in the sweltering Bahrain heat. He pointed at his parted mouth and pressed the pad of his index finger to the tip of his fang. "It's no good, Lance, please. Stay as far away from him as you can, ask your dad to– I don't know!"

"Esteban–"

"Or come to me," Esteban pleaded, his hold on Lance's shoulder bruising. "I'll do it. Don't risk it with him. Please."

Lance couldn't, ever. Esteban would have ended up loathing himself and Lance would have never made his peace with it. To Esteban, he still made a feeble promise, sealed with a bone-crushing hug. Lance hoped it wouldn't break the way his wrists did; it hurt.

The pain was his impediment. It lessened his resolve.

You should stay away from him.

Race after race after race. The pinprick on the back of Lance's neck from being watched, a touch to the small of his back; to his cheek. His lungs constricting and sweat pooling under the collar, unbearable chokehold. Lance wishes to crack his chest open, to leave the bridges up in flames, to stand on the podium drenched in champagne — up there, not alone, free. Lance detests the thrum of want singing under his skin. It never abates, haunting.

You should stay–

Lance goes for a drive. He pretends there is no destination in mind. His car doesn't seem real but the empty streets of Oviedo at night are more than enough.

A house on top of the hill greets him with a sound of shattered promise. The front door opens before Lance reaches out to ring the bell.

"I don't know," he says right off the bat and shivers. Then forces a smile he knows is crooked. He's lying. "Sorry. Shouldn't have come, really."

Leaning against the mahogany doorframe, Fernando appears mostly human, dressed in a t-shirt and sweatpants. The eyes of a predator look at and through him. Lance never wanted it to be anyone else.

"Hm. I know," Fernando rumbles, his smirk as cruel as it is indulging. Lance feels lost; feels like he's on the wrong path. "You are doing a bad job at staying away, Lance."

Fernando's fixation on discipline fascinates him. With a trembling hand, Lance unclasps the collar around his neck; with the other, he grabs Fernando wrist, palm up. There is no pulse beating underneath his fingertips but Lance's heart is rabbiting out of his chest hard enough for the two of them.

Too perceptive to be fooled, Fernando waits him out. He knows the game well. Lance walks into the trap on his own volition, waving a white flag. Places the collar onto Fernando's calloused palm, closes his fingers around it.

"Show me why I shouldn't."

Then, Lance bares his neck.

Then, Fernando lunges.

Bare and at a mercy, wrists bound behind his back with the same collar he wore, a mere sheep to a slaughter, Lance's want crumbles into dust and all of his pain ebbs away. He can never go back now; he wants to forget the way exists when Fernando pushes him into the bedsheets, big hands gripping his waist tight. Lance bucks up against nothing, white-hot pleasure blinding him, rendering him bonesless, voiceless but frighteningly at ease.

Fernando's jagged fangs plunge into his throat without a warning and Lance wonders why he ever resisted going somewhere he belongs.

Send me a ship/character(s) and a one word prompt and I will write a 5 sentence fic about it

[tcustodisart]

Can we draw Connecticut tav?🙏

I don't know, can he draw you? (joking, of course you can :D)

[cerosin-bis]

Ambidextrous ⚔

Something for Krueger's birthday (3/29). 4ever my fave.

[onesidedradiostatic]

I mean with the race thing. We know that Vox is the kind of guy who wants to always be In With The Public Opinion and stays caught up on the Times, right? That's how he remains relevant. It doesn't necessarily matter what his personal beliefs on the matter are, he'll support whatever wins him more popularity. Kind of like a politician. Which seems like a very interesting idea that I doubt will be explored but he feels like the type who would drop (or pretend to drop) his own prejudices the second he realizes they're not going to get him ahead in the right direction. Vox is all about optics. So maybe he WAS racist but at some point in Hell went ah. Racism is not Cool anymore. From this day onward I am Not Racist.

LMAOOO honestly this is making me think if he had homophobic views too either until he realised "ah shit. I like men" when he laid eyes on alastor or until it wasn't cool anymore, I mean again he did die in the 1950s

also this just makes me think about how he has done nothing about katie killjoy despite being a bi man who controls the tv networks, does he like not care if she's not homophobic towards him specifically

[goosedrop]

could you possibly do whitestorm? i love him so much and i dont even know why

Whitestorm

[dellnet]

Can i hug kinito plssssss🥺✨✨✨

he loves you :-)!

[angelsarrm]

hi i love your art <33 could i request current era patrick with pre fob (like arma era) pete it would be so swag🧎

patrick inspects pete like a bug

patrick also forgets pete doesnt know him, but he knows local legend pete wentz...