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rebar2042 · 1 year
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what if there is a dating sim(creature ver.)
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moucat-owo · 6 months
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Too many bangers were dropped lately and I couldn't choose which should I draw first, so I made a silly crossover :D
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tinyturtlefish · 5 months
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Dinner.
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amee-racle-ofmyown · 6 months
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ego doodles
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ghiertor-the-gigapeen · 8 months
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Gongoozler lore drop
I just realized something
In my hc
▪︎ gongoozler and mutated gongoozler are the same guy
In iron lung there's a lore about blood ocean
iirc in iron lung the blood ocean was transported from earth and there was a portal to the blood lake(scp-354) that's where the gongoozler came from, after living in the ocean for a while it got mutated/evolved to be able to survive
The blood lake(scp-354)👇
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▪︎ I gave friends to my gongoozler and mutated gongoozler
while the original gongoozler loves yancy's music, the mutated one adopted convict
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Do you see where I'm going?
In many people's hc they said yancy and convict could be the same guy
I REALIZED AFTER THE BFFS GOT SEPARATED ON PLANET EARTH THEY'VE FOUND EACH OTHERS AGAIN ON THE BLOOD MOON IM GONNA CRY AAAAAAAA
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eyesore-boi · 1 year
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y'know for a guy who hates the ocean sure is doing a lotta filming involving the ocean in some way-
But wOW REALLY WEIRD FOR ME TO ACTUALLY HAVE THE MOTIVATION TO DO T W O FULL DRAWINGS WITHIN THE MONTH. ....ART BLOCKS DEFINITELY GONNA STAB ME AGAIN SOON AFTER THIS BUT Y'KNOW WAS NICE WHILE IT LASTED-
But for real this one was another fun one to do! Really trying to practice more using my rendering """skills""" and try not to make it look as plain as leaving it just the shading, so hope it shows! Cool experiment with making one side lighter and the other darker, background simple but still wanted to add....things, and either glad I could just draw these guys!
Been a LONG while since I've last drawn Dave with his scars and sleepy face, and for the Convict (which i just found out is what we're apparently calling Mark's character in Iron Lung since, y'know, dunno that much yet-) was also fun with just making him look all scruffy and....honestly just kinda done with everything, so that's nice- XD
also yes i now know that in the actual full piece the split isn't actually in the middle and yes that really fucking bothers me too but now their'a nothing i can do about it so i'm sorry hskandksHHHHH-
But yeah, I'm still hoping that AT LEAST the Edge of Sleep trailer will eventually show one day, real fucking hyped for Iron Lung movie, but for now if you'll excuse me gonna go watch the man that starred in these soon to be masterpieces nearly cause his intestines to explode (again) eating expired pop tarts and taki's, so good day hhhjkdnskbsh-
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Split Blood Pools in the Cracks
This was written before the Iron Lung movie came out so it could be extremely out of character, perfectly in character or somewhere in between for Convict.
Yancy x Afab!Reader
Convict x Afab!Reader
Warnings - mentions of blood, "reality switching"
If i missed a warning tell me, I’m not an asshole I’m just stupid.
The submarine shudders around you as it is lowered. No, it’s not a sub, it's a coffin.
A voice crackles out of a speaker. “Beginning your descent.” They pause and a bit of feedback from the mic has you cringing. “Cruising depth in roughly 40 seconds. Standby,”
The sub jolts suddenly and you’re caught before you can fall over, the hand steadying you and then letting go. You turn to him, the person who got you in this mess.
The speaker crackles to life again. “Uh, I'm seeing some voltage irregularities in the instrument so keep an eye out for sparks or flames or anything like that.”
You and him share a look of surprise at that. Sparks and flames? He opens his mouth to say something but is interrupted by that godforsaken speaker. It screeches with feedback this time and you flinch awake.
Awake? But you weren’t, a body shifts next to you, a groan accompanied by a hand pulling you closer to them. “Youse ok?” A rumbley voice askes, you can hear sleep clinging to it. “Yeah, yeah Yanc, I just had the weirdest dream.”
Yancy props himself up, more awake looking. “Yeah? What’z it about? If youse wanna talk about it.” You open your mouth to answer before pausing. The more you try and think about it the more it evades you. “I,” You start before closing your mouth and frowning. “Youse don’t remember? Was it bad?”
“No? It didn’t feel bad per say, just, I don’t know. Let’s just, just forget it.” You sit up all the way, Yancy sitting up with you. “Well, I know a way youse could forget it,” You know what he’s implying, and you consider it for a moment before agreeing. If it won’t help you forget, at least you can enjoy it.
Yancy grins and in a second he’s between your legs easing off your underwear. His hand comes up and pushes you to lay back. You do, but prop yourself up slightly on your elbows instead of laying down all the way.
Yancy raises an eyebrow at you but says nothing more. His teeth nip along your thigh, up and down both legs, leaving marks in his wake. You shudder at a particularly sensitive spot.
He moves again, tongue lazily swiping along the sensitive crease of your thigh, soothing the marks. You tilt your head back and your eyes flutter shut. You feel him getting closer to where you need him, one of your hands moves to bury itself in Yancy’s hair.
His hair is longer than you remember and you start to frown slightly before he sucks a hickey into your thigh and you drop that train of thought. It’s shoulder length hair. Yancy doesn’t have, you shudder and a calloused hand grips your hip to hold you still.
His mouth comes off of you and you whine, opening your eyes to see unfamiliar surroundings. Where are? Those confusing thoughts dissipate like sugar in water. Why were you confused about where you were? You’re in your room on the spaceship. Him between your legs.
You look at him, his lips turned up in a smirk. Your hand is still in his hair and your card your fingers through it. “You fucking suck.” His smirk just widens. “Hell yeah I do.” And with that he’s back between your legs, sucking your clit. His fingers dive into you, and you arch up into him. Your eyes close as you moan.
You put your hands back into his hair and find it shorter. Way shorter. Your confusion is immediately forgotten for the pleasure between your legs as Yancy hoists them up over his shoulders, managing to get his fingers deeper into you with the new angle. They curl up, brushing that spot inside you and you scream for him. Combined with his mouth on you and you are gone.
Your vision swims and you just about pass out, swirls of red creeping around the edges. You hear whispers, faint and hissing. You can’t understand them. “Hey, hey!” There’s two voices. One louder than the other, with an accent. You latch onto that one, letting it drag you back, and the other voice gets fainter until you can’t hear it at all.
It seemed like an hours, but also only seconds at the same time. “Hey, youse alright? Was it that good?” Yancy jokes, a bit of concern still tingeing his voice. “Y-yeah” You stumble over your words and wince at the slight pain in your throat.
You sit up, taking the offered bottle of water from Yancy. “It was amazing, thank you babe.” “Of course, I'm the only one who can make you feel like that after all.” Yancy boasts playfully. As you take a sip of your water you can’t help but think that’s not true. There was someone else.
During, that, someone was in Yancy’s place.
It was Yancy but not Yancy. Which makes no sense. Who was it, and why can you barely remember? You hand Yancy the water bottle. It all seems connected to that dream. But you don’t remember what that was about either. It’s all so frustrating.
You cuddle up to Yancy, ready to fall back asleep. If your thoughts will let you. As you drift off the shadows of the wall seem to change, turning into blood running down the wall, pooling in the wallpaper cracks.
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bubblesbinxs · 29 days
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I will.. get my freedom…
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endersketch · 2 months
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Who’s going to help him?
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urdadsceilingfan · 5 months
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Market fisher
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What is an ocean without monsters in the deep
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damsellete-koko · 16 days
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The convict
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rebar2042 · 1 year
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cute? convict this time
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delia-fan · 2 months
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Needle felt convish! (by @qjel-01)
(I added some red parts. Hope it's okay ^^)
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tinyturtlefish · 5 months
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Rawr.
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lostcaused1 · 28 days
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Njom
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the-convict-of-blood · 2 months
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*A spaceship lands on the beach of blood moon the door opens and a large, hulking figure steps out. It takes a look around before it begins to walk along, calling out for someone*
Hellooo? Any living organism out there? Wug means no harm.
@wug-iswm
The convict was walking around and holding his side as he kept bleeding a lot. It was unbelievably painful and he felt like he might pass out, but he had been feeling like that for a while so who knows if he might.
When he saw the huge hulking figure in the distance and heard it call out to anyone and said it was friendly. Convict didn’t wanna trust it, but to ether get patched up and go somewhere safe maybe or stay here and bleed out he would definitely try it with the alien.
He walked over and waved a hand. “H-hey!”
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