#INBOX RUSH

[necromorph-slayinglovemachine]

sorry for the accidental follow!

[maiiuelle]

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you and rafe spend the majority of your time together at tannyhill. it just makes more sense, his house is bigger, usually vacant, and void of your father, who has plenty of choice words about your new rich boyfriend. but today is different, your dad is out investigating a break in on the opposite side of the island, and your mom disappeared off to the golf club hours ago. it’s the perfect opportunity to sneak rafe in.

“come on, come on! you’re gonna love my room.” you hug rafe’s arm, tugging on him excitedly. a smirk pulls at his cheeks, finding your eagerness adorable.

“alright, m’coming — gonna pull my damn arm off.”

you push open the door, revealing your cozy bedroom. there’s a big window overlooking the street with a vintage bench shoved underneath for your nighttime reading. a soft white rug sprawls over almost the entire hardwood floor, and your vanity sits next to the door, expensive makeup products and gold jewelry cluttering the surface. on the opposite wall is your overflowing bookshelf, your nightstand with your record player, a warm floor lamp, and your giant bed that sits in the center. it has pink floral sheets, white fluffy pillows, and a wide-eyed siamese cat sitting in the middle.

“oh! this is simon.” you introduce your kitty proudly. you didn’t expect him to be out, usually hidden away somewhere the second someone new steps foot in the house. in hopes he’ll stick around, you sit down gently on the bed beside him to run your fingers through his white fur. "he's a little shy."

“shy? fur-ball looks like he wants to eat me.” rafe raises an eyebrow at him, pacing closer. the little kitty’s eyes widen and his ears go back, rafe’s looming height too intimidating too fast — he’s quick to abandon the bed, hiding underneath as usual.

“rafe!” you whine, all hopes of friendship between the two of them lost immediately. you cross your arms dramatically, pouting. “gotta be slow — gentle. he’s sensitive!”

“yeah, yeah. i’m sure he’s just fine, babe.” he brushes it off in the moment but seems to take your words into consideration. later, when he’s lying half asleep in your pink sheets with you curled up beside him, the siamese cat hops back up on the bed, landing right in rafe’s lap. it surprises both of them, the cat probably forgetting he was even there. you don’t notice a thing, already out cold, lulled to sleep in rafe’s arms.

the two just stare at each other for a second, neither really sure what to do. in a moment of bravery, simon sniffs around the comforter and even rafe’s ringed hand, still unsure but suddenly not as skittish. he finds a dip in the blankets, and eyes rafe suspiciously before finally curling up between the two of you. “hm, m’not so bad now, huh?” rafe’s sleepy, gravely voice is soft, and he slowly brings his free hand to brush through the purring kitty’s soft fur.

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[killakalx]

bsf!dick has me in a chokehold (sadly not literally)

we can make it literal… thanks for the idea 😋. he loves play fights and i feel like it’s a perfect excuse to get you all hot against his body… and he’s in a tank top thinner than paper so you can feel every crevice between every muscle and he’s very clearly pulling your ass closer against his cock. dick grayson is shameless i fear.

“y’gonna say sorry yet?”

“nope.”

your breath hitches, head slotted between his bicep and forearm. dick’s got you lightheaded, gasping when he pulls his arm up to add pressure against your throat. your dainty hands reach the thick muscle, but he picks up on the fact that there’s no urgency to it; they simply rest along his skin with a half-assed ‘attempt’ to pull him away.

dick’s always been defensive of the smallest things, feigning genuine offense over any comment meant to spite him. it’s been persistent recently, though— today, you find yourself in a chokehold because you teased a little, and that somehow calls for a mini training session. more like a play fight, but he keeps his talk professional.

he’s hoping you haven’t realized it’s an excuse to get your ass up against him- any part of you, really. play fights call for all types of predicaments easily mistaken for sex positions, and he commends himself for getting away with it. what he’s all giddy about is the fact that you like it too, and dick’s willing to bet the lack of air with his body flush against yours gets you soaked.

firm muscle digs into your neck as you squirm, and it temps you to take a chunk out of the meat of his arm, biting down with only a bit of strength. he hisses and you add a bit more effort, but it only draws out a low groan right in your ear. whether it’s from pain or pleasure, it does nothing to stop you from ruining your underwear.

“c’mon,” dick urges from behind, “can’t stay like this forever.” god, you wish he was wrong. his voice is hushed, condescension from his clear upper hand seeping into your ear and it reminds you of the time you spent with him knuckles deep in your cunt. gentle coos of encouragement, followed by teasing remarks of how thirsty you get, hard-on straining through sweats and making you damn near desperate.

it’s so euphoric that it takes him cutting off all circulation against your neck before you notice the lack of oxygen.

“‘m sorry,“ you gasp with frantic taps on his forearm, and the breath that returns makes you feel weightless. and as nasty as his words were the whole time you were daydreaming (or losing consciousness), dick’s content with the idea that you probably didn’t pick up anything he said. so outta your mind with lightheaded fantasies about your best friend that he’s gotta make sure you didn’t pass out, but he’s sure he can get that arranged too.

“all that because I called you insufferable.” you’re still taking deep breaths, ignoring the high that fades when he helps you up, an unnecessary hand perched on your lower back that nudges you forward.

“yeah,” he huffs with a grin, “you know i’m sensitive, sweetheart.”

then he’s helping you fix your clothes, fixing the waistband of your shorts, like you needed help with such a trivial thing anyway. he does anything to make sure he gets to touch you. and i’d be doing anything that gives him a reason to 😁

[anthrophobixx]

hey!! if you don't mind, it would be cool to doodle norm and mr dickens together!! :) IN LITERALLY ANY WAY YOU WANT I JUST CANT FIND ART OF THEM /nf

This is a bit rushed but I didn't wanna keep the nation starving since this was highly requested by quite a few ppl \o/

I might make a proper drawing of these two sometime, who knows :]

[mama-scarebear]

I'm ready for my dance lesson Mama 🫣 x

Next time I'll make sure the blue goes Under the diaper 😳

[nonomives]

Heeeey I think I got a better challenge or idea for you! Also I loved the filipense version of welcome home! 🤩 they all look stunning! How about a Circus AU for Welcome Home?

*DEEP FUCKING INHALES*

Oh my y. G O O D N E S S

hold on hold on hold on Omg ur so right hold on

Ok so excuse the fact that the picture looks like its been taken by a bank's security camera

Also some bits of a story i put together like last night while brainrotting over this concept

Smthn smthn, im gonna make Frank suffer angst hjgxwgsdjged

[arcadebandit]

Greetings Sugar Rush community. I present to you my Sugar Rush Racer, Coco Marshmafluff‼️(she/they)

Yeeaaa, I rushed these a bit. I sketched out everything yesterday and tried to finish coloring in the span of two hours. Whatever, I still had fun with these. I should design stuff out of confectioneries for a living tbh 🤷🏽 (cuz I like food)

[connorconsumestrousers]

Bloberta @ Danielle about Clay hehe

this is such an old ask that I forgot to do IM SO SORRY RARI 💔

but here it is, hope you like 🫶

[yourpalsalamander]

Hey, hear me out;

Asha's able to summon an electric spear, like how Amy is able to summon a Hammer

Asha's electrokinesis is highly unstable, but I can see her having moments focusing hard enough to summon something just to cause problems 😈

[vagabond-umlaut]

gojo: when i was younger, i was grounded for a month because i came home late! you: well, you deserved it you: i mean, getting everybody's hopes up like that and then showing up again gojo:

[necromorph-slayinglovemachine]

Your pfp gave me a good chuckle, also cool dead space stuff 👍

What if Dead Space was called Freak Space and instead of dismembering necromorphs with a Plasma Cutter Isaac just grabbed them with his asscheeks and violently twerked them to death

[inrainprose]

please leave comments on fanfics today and forever you never know how much you can improve an author's shitty day/week/time

[areyouscaredyet]

this is so silly but I saw some of your Matthew fan art then checked your blog AND U DREW HIM MORE THAN ONCE 😭😭😭 it made me so happy instant follow your Matthew art is amazing 10/10 incredible work :D also the jimmy eat world thing so true so real

thank u sm!! i remember watching/reading sp in like. middle school. and hes been my Big Fave since day 1 so you know i have to represent

and abt the jimmy eat world thing -- i have so much experience with/around early-to-mid 2010s emo culture i need to find a way to shoehorn it in...

n e ways, tysm for the kind message! here's some bonus matpat just for u :0

[onethousxndvoices]

What inspired you to make hi fi rush overdrive?

the short answer: catastrophic levels of hyperfixation and an equal amount of hubris. this comic is a cry for help /j

the long answer: i really freakin like this game and wanted to create something tangible to show my love for it.

hi-fi rush is one of those games that completely captivated me in a way that most other media doesn't. everything about it was absolutely charming from start to finish and it altered my way of viewing art in a way only one other series has done for me before (mob psycho 100, if anybody's curious). it singlehandedly pulled me out of art block and for the first time in a while, it inspired me to want to do more with my art than what i'd previously done.

i guess in a sense, i'd been wanting to challenge myself to make something bigger for a while, and HFR just kinda waltzed into my life at just the right time. the sequel potential for this game is absolutely INSANE and i really wanted to take a crack at my interpretation of a hypothetical "Hi-Fi Rush 2" while we all waited for the real thing to come along (that original motive's obviously dead in the water now, fuck microsoft etc. etc.)

at first, overdrive was just a lot of "lmao wouldn't it be funny if ___" discussion in discord with my friends, and for a while i was happy with just leaving it at that. but time went on and more and more things started falling into place and suddenly i'm sitting in front of my pc at 3 in the morning staring at a bunch of character design drafts and 80+ pages of script and counting. i kinda just blinked and it manifested into existence LMAO

needless to say it's been a really fun journey so far, i've grown so much as an artist in the past few months of working on this alone and i'm learning by leaps and bounds with basically every page i finish. this is my very first webcomic (and honestly comic in general, i've only ever done illustration up til now) and it's 1000% me biting off way more than i can probably chew, but i adore this game and this community and i want to continue doing my part to contribute to the fanbase and keep the love for HFR alive. the story that's taken form in my notes is honest to god one of my proudest works and i'm really excited to get it out there to share with yall :)

(also, blame @batgirlteeth for enabling me. the screenshots that started it all.)

[smilingmxsk]

((I WAS gonna have those drabbles start posting later this morning buuuut... Inbox call

Like this for a scary creeture running through your backyard/in the dark :) just a little jumpscare for the spooky day~))

[daily-lovestruck]

#37 - I Just Like Drawing Them So Much