I drew this in my Physics class today.
Been meaning to draw them anyway~
The plan was Sollux♠Karkat, as suggested by anon. It is a partial success.
2uga 2uga how u get 2o fly?
Concept art for an AU grown up Sollux.
Supposed to be from the same world as the Eridan I drew recently.
instead of drawing upd8 art I finish up old arts instead
I was originally going to draw him with a shirt but since the sketch was shirtless hells why not shirtless.
#chubkri #rimming #nook eating #ass worship
Kankri is a tough nut to crack; his intractable personality coupled with his standoffish demeanor defend him quite proficiently from unwanted advances. Most people want nothing to do with him and go to great lengths to avoid him.
You, on the other hand, saw a bloated windbag that needed to be popped, and you’re the only one with the pin.
“Karkat…” He’s on all fours, deflated and somehow beautiful in his defeat, naked and shivering—but not from the cold.
You were deadset on destroying his hubris and leaving him in shambles, but now that you drink in Kankri Vantas, kowtowed and terrified of his own arousal, you can’t bring yourself to abandon him now.
Now that he is yours.
And goddamn is he gorgeous like this.
"What do you want?" You press as your hands coast along his sides. It took a hell of a lot of effort to get him to this point; your bloody lip is testament to the struggle. You fought bitterly, tongue and teeth, twisting hair and scratching skin, two mutants with sweeps of pent aggression and no outlet except, ironically, in each other.
You found the fracture in his moral ground and you literally brought him down. His clothes went the way of his barriers, and several smoldering kisses and well-placed caresses later he was burning up and begging to be extinguished.
"I don’t know," he answers honestly, and all you can do is stare blatantly at his bare backside. His bulge hangs out of its sheath, engorged and twitching, between his thick thighs, beckoning your mouth, your hands, anything.
But you’re far more entranced by his juicy globes. Splaying your hands out over his padded hips, you incline forward, lining your face up with the cleft of his ass.
when you take a great selfie out of nowhere and stare at it like?????
MOTHER OF FUCK, YOUR ASS PROJECTS NEARLY AS FAR OUT AS YOUR WORDS.
That feel when you’re scrolling through your dash,
and you’re reply-bound
and then you get an eye-full of Vantass.
replaying the same level in a video game for the hundredth time
I’m liking Aradia more and more each time I draw her.