#draw pebis

[jjstein2]

more demon/angel stuff cause i love drawing jackie as a cool demon guy and jameson as his pet angel <3 also i didnt want to crop this cause the strap takes up such a small part of the piece so i just censored it 👍

full on da twitter

[v-ternus]

pebis 8=D

pebis you say? boy do i got a treat for you

// The new ghoul was certainly… something, and he’s sure clueless to what he does to a certain earth ghoul //

Corruption kink, praise, size kink (if you squint) and a nice handy in the common room for you to indulge in :)

Aeon loved his new pack, loved the way they took him and Aurora in so quickly. He especially loved the way they shared parts of themselves— Rain taught him how to swim, Cumulus and Cirrus spent a day watching the sky and clouds with him, showing him how you could tell storms were coming in. Probably the most nerve wracking of all, Dew showed him how to build up the campfires when they wanted to enjoy the cooler summer nights outdoors. Fires hurt, he had murmured when his hand got a little too close to the growing flames. He got to learn the word burn that day.

Besides the accidents with fires and forgetting that he can't breathe underwater, (thanks Rain), his favorite thing was what Mountain had to show him. 

He would’ve guessed that he’d show him the gardens around the abbey, or even take him for a walk through the forest that borders the land– something with his element, like the others had done. Instead, Mountain had led him into the common space one day and told him to get comfortable on the couch. He did as he was told, put himself down with his legs crossed under him and found a blanket to put down on his lap. Mountain was still in front of the TV when he heard a beep and quiet whirring. 

“It’s a console,” Mountain said, and Aeon could only give him a dumbfounded look. “This one’s a PS4, Swiss has an Xbox. You play videogames on them.” 

Aeon chirped, mumbled ok as Mountain started up Spiderman before handing him the controller. Mountain had shown him all the controls, taught him how to swing through New York and be the ‘friendly neighborhood Spiderman’.

Ever since that day, it's become their thing. Every Tuesday after they’ve finished their chores, they’ll play one of the handful of games that sit by the TV. Some days they pick a shooter, or maybe an RPG, sometimes even an old school player versus player. Whatever it is, Aeon always has fun, and Mountain always gets a kick out of watching his bug like eyes that stay trained on the colorful screen.

Today was no exception. Mountain already had Call of Duty started up as Aeon finished his work. 

“Zombies?” Aeon asked as he walked in and dumped himself onto the free space next to Mountain on the couch. Mountain didn't answer, didn't need to. He just picked the mode and handed Aeon his controller. Their afternoons were always easy like this, with little words spoken besides when they were deciding on a game. 

Besides the groaning undead and hellfire sounds of bullets and grenades, they were quiet, both lost in the world. 

Until they weren't. 

Between rounds, when no shots were echoing through the room, Aeon could hear it. 

Mountain’s little coughs, muffled groans and heavy breaths. 

“You ok Mount?” He asked before the next hoard of zombies came around, only giving a passing glance out of his peripheral. He should’ve known then, when Mountain took awhile to offer a noncommittal grunt. Yeah, —m good.

It only got worse from there. The earth ghoul seemed more and more restless with each round. He kept rearranging himself, tugging on his pants, stretching his legs. 

The new ghoul had had enough. He quit the game, quickly before Mountain could realize, set his controller on the table and turned to face him. 

“Come on,” he whined, drawing out the words like a child. “Tell me.”

Mountain sighed heavily as he set his controller down and rested his arms on his knees, hunching himself over the tent in his pants that’s been quickly growing ever since they started. 

He keeps his eyes trained to the floor, knowing that fully taking the little ghoul in would have him aching for friction. With a wave of his hand, he finally breaks the silence, “—m hard.”

He can feel Aeon’s questioning gaze on him, like it’s burning a hole through his body. The words are too slurred, mumbled dismissively. He knows Aeon didnt hear him, so much to his dismay, he repeats himself. 

“Im hard,” he says, clearly this time, finally finding the strength to look at Aeon— what a mistake. He takes in the sly tilt of his head, swallows up the look on his face. He can see the gears turning behind the soft lilac eyes that still feel like they’re staring daggers. 

“Hard?”

“Hard.” Mountain mouths through gritted teeth, growing harder as the seconds go by. He’s sure he’d find a sticky mess right over his tip if he looked down. 

“An erection. Stiffy. A hard on, if you will.”

The words float in the air, heard, but not understood. Once Mountain realizes, shame washes over him. Mountain shouldn't be enjoying this the way he is. 

“What does it mean?” The innocence all but knocks the air out of his lungs, and so does the notion of explaining an erection. Where does he start? What words can describe it?

Oh yeah. It just happens because all I can think about is the way my fingers could touch if I grabbed you by the waist. My dick starts to ache when a sliver of your skin shows as you reach for something on the table. No biggie really. 

“It uhhhhh… happens when I'm attracted to someone.” Worst fucking choice of words ever. Literally anything else would’ve been better. But he’s thinking with his other head now, there’s no room for anything more coherent— what’s said is said. 

“Attracted?” Satan below this ghoul was going to kill him. He’s gotta be playing dumb, right?

“Yeah, attracted,” He tries to breathe, tries to put his urges to the side. “Means I like them.”

Aeon moves closer to Mountain, till his knees are pressed to his outer thigh. He sits back on his haunches and rests his hands palm side down on his legs. His excitement is palpable, Mountain can almost taste it. 

“Does that mean you like me?” His voice pitches up, animated and fun. Mountain can only nod. He should use his words, lie and tell him no, but he cant figure out why his tongue wont move. Regardless, the answer had Aeon sporting a wide grin, he’s got pride written across his features. Mountain likes me! His inner voice cheers. 

“Then I can help you, right?”

Oh the doe eyed innocence. Too kind for his own good. He shouldnt ruin him. Not like this. But he’s too sweet. Mountain has no choice, he cant help it. 

“Yeah, want me to show you how?” Aeon nods enthusiastically and Mountain finally relaxes and leans back onto the couch, spreading his legs just so. His problem is obvious now, pressed up tight against the seam of his boxers, pre leaking through and darkening the light wash of his jeans. Aching to have Aeon’s pretty hands wrapped around him. 

“I need help pulling it out bug,” he feigns incompetence as he stretches his arms over the arm and back of the couch. 

“Undo my pants for me,” he says gently. Aeon reaches over and gets to work, moving deft fingers over stiff denim. Its weird undoing pants from this angle, and Mountain is loving the struggle. 

“Pull my boxers down,” Obedient as the day he was summoned, Aeon follows. He hooks a finger under the waistband and slowly pulls down and out of the way, just enough for Mountain’s dick to spring out and curve against his stomach. The pre that smears onto his shirt is a problem for later. 

Mountain finally gives himself relief, wraps his hand around the base and holds gently. It's just enough to take the edge off. He looks at Aeon who’s fixed on the way his hand holds his cock. 

“Give me your hand little one,” he takes Aeon hand in his free hand and laces their fingers together, his hand almost covering Aeon’s entirely with the way its spread across the back. 

“Ready?” He asks, as if Aeon is the one that needs to be ready. Mountain thinks he might cum the second he brings their hands down. 

He was dangerously close to his prediction, the little warmth from his hand against his aching cock was better than he could have imagined. It had his stomach in knots faster than he’d like to admit. 

Stilling himself, he drags their hands along slowly, wanting to savor each touch, twisting over the ruddy tip that’s been leaking pre. 

“It’s sticky,” Aeon remarks the first time his fingers glide over Mountain’s slit. It’s cute really, the way he remarks so simply.  

“Yeah bug, it’s cause you’re making it feel really good.” A pit of guilt brews in Mountain’s gut, he shouldn't be doing this, not when the ghoul is so fresh, but it’s not his fault Aeon always eyes him up. It’s certainly not his fault the little ghoul has him chubbing up in his pants whenever he’s around. 

“I can do it on my own I think.” Aeon looks at Mountain with a slight smile, and Mountain answers by just taking his hands away. Wordless, easy, just like their regular Tuesday afternoons. 

He watches in awe as another slight hand wraps itself around him and strokes just as slow as before. Any other day he’d be upset with the teasing, but today? He’ll let the young ghoul do as he pleases, he is just learning after all.

Unknowing as he is, he’s doing well, very well. He knows how tight to squeeze, knows that Mountain loves to have mean fingers press into the spot right under the head, as if by magic. Maybe it is, he thinks, but Mountain sets that thought aside for later. 

He’s never fought this hard to not cum. He doesnt want it to be over, no matter how much he aches and throbs. The only things he lets free are the sweet sounds that are being drawn out of him. Aeon responds with hums, and before long, he’s purring, rumbling in his chest. 

“Do you like touching it, little one?” He studies the focused look on Aeon’s face. 

“I think so… I can feel it moving.” Moving, Mountain laughs, knowing his cock has been twitching in Aeon’s soft grip for what feels like hours. Each time he looks down, he feels himself throb with the way his hand barely covers half of his length. 

“It feels very good bug. You’re doing so well, being so helpful.” He chokes on the last syllable as Aeon thumbs at the slit, letting a string of pre stretch as he pulls away. There’s more now, slick dripping down onto his pants. He could practically hear everyone’s teasing if any of them came waltzing into the common room. 

Almost wetter than a water ghoul Mounty, all ‘cause the new ghoul has his hands on you.

Dirty Mountain, ruining our new summon like this. What would Papa think?”

Letting Aeon get you like this for all of us to see? Doesnt take much to undo you sprout. 

The thoughts get him too close to the edge, the fire growing in his gut burning too hot. He’s not going to last much longer at this rate. His eyes drift shut as he tries to pull himself back from plummeting to his finish. 

“Mount, why is it bigger?” 

Oh whatever peace he found is quickly washed away. Mountain peels his head off of the couch to look at Aeon, before letting his eyes drift down. 

“This…” Aeon’s voice trails off as he cups the base of Mountain’s cock where his knot is starting to form. “Bigger”

Fuck. It's not something he thought he’d ever have to say out loud. He’s not even at his fullest yet, and it's already filling Aeon’s hands. He tries to not think about how good it’ll feel when he squeezes it, but he can’t help but thrust up into the pressure that threatens to push him over the edge.

“Its my knot. Helps me stay inside, helps me stay close when I like someone.” The words arent perfect ,not by a longshot, they barely scratch the surface of what it is, but it seems good enough for Aeon who just hums as he keeps working his hands over Mountain's cock. 

“Would you like to knot me?” That’s it. 

“Someday little one,” he doesnt mean for it, but it comes out ragged, louder and harsher than before. He swears he sees worry, maybe even fear splash across Aeon’s face. He wears it so well. 

To hell with drawing this out, he thinks, he needs to finish. Desperately wanting to paint his spend on the fingers that hold him so tenderly, he finds the words to get Aeon just how he needs him.

“Help me with this first hmm?” Aeon nods as Mountain reaches for him and gets him to straddle his legs. He wraps his hands Aeon’s and fucks into their grip, twitching as Aeon squeezes on the down strokes. 

“Keep going just like that,”

“Watch it, watch how good you’re doing” He’s rambling and he doesnt care. He needs it now, worse than ever. He brings a hand up and cradles Aeon’s face, dragging his slick covered thumb across flush skin. He looks at him like he hung the stars. Mindlessly, he leans forward for a kiss, its soft and slow. He can tell Aeon doesnt know what to do, but it just makes it that much more enticing. 

“Put your hands around my knot little one, hold it nice and tight for me. Can you do that?” 

“I’ll try,” he mumbles against Mountain’s lips. His hands find their way around the growing base of Mountain’s dick and squeezes, just like he said. He watches as a hand keeps stroking, making wet noises as another pays special attention to the head, and before long, white ropes of Mountain’s cum coats their fingers and drips down his length

Mountain cums with a sharp breath. He’s sure he blacked out with the way his ears are ringing. As if by magic again, he can feel Aeon tightening and loosening his grip, milking him dry, making sure to get everything he has to give. 

“Good boy, Aeon” he says as he throws his head back, breathless and floaty, leaving the curve of his neck open to the ghoul in his lap. Curious, Aeon drags his tongue up the damp skin and groans at the taste of Mountain. If Mountain wasn't already sitting, the feeling would've had him dropping to the floor. 

“Can I taste it?” Aeon asks as he holds his messy fingers up between them, wet with pre and striped with cum. 

Mountain goes stupid and gives a quick grunt. Yes please, he practically screams the words in his head. He feels his dick pitifully try and fill out again as Aeon mouths at his fingers, sucking the cum off and taking in the heady taste of Mountain. 

Mountain watches as Aeon swallows him down.

“Salty”

[wrathful-reptile]

The "after-dark" blogs for the "spicy" art and lore folks had for their dragons? What happened to all that? (besides tumblr's rules)

Like I wish all that could be brought back. Sorry (notsorry)

Perhaps a hot take but alongside the glory days of Worldbuilding Wednesday on FRblr I also straight up miss the absolutely heinous dragon-fucking of TMI Tuesdays/Thirsty Thursdays

I see people on FRblr like, surprised? now? that certain people are like, attracted to the anthropomorphized dragons/fantasy races of the beastclans and I'm like.

"You're on the third party community of the dragon-autism website, bare minimum 30% of these people see that harpy and go '...would.'"

We used to be a COUNTRY.

[mourningmaybells]

i forgot to put nudity in my "won't do" portion of the commission list.... can't edit it anymore.... time to learn how to draw pebis.

[kakyogay]

five tiny stones almost fucking dies because dumb dumb idiot head forgor

idk I was just thinking of pebis and this idea entered my brain so had to draw some of it

also yeah I made meanerator a doctor

Also to finish this off I'll explain a bit about what happened and a littler bit about modernerator anatomy. Basically the rarefraction cell of an iterator is like their heart/main power source. It powers pretty much everything. What happened was the uncured rot spread to where his rarefraction cell is and broke through, damaging it and "killing" him. The thing is the cell isn't damaged beyond repair and they caught it right before most of his systems completely shut off so he can still come back. Problem is he's running on lower power so for the moment he'd be as responsive as saint pebbles. Also with the amount of time needed and his current state, it'll be hella hard to keep it away from suns. Even though they're doing better they could still relapse. Hella iffy situation but voids below is it yummy.

[redwildfury]

Pebi!

My gf was practicing drawing Gengar's and this lil guy happened! He is now her character and test subject for Gengar practice

He wasn't meant to become a character at all, but I'm so glad she made him one

Pebi is a lil nervous guy <3

NOT MY CHARACTER!

Pebi belongs to Passurou

My gf drew this! You can find her social here!

@passurou

[dr-fizzovich]

can yer draw these 2 little shits that keep having beef in my head ^_^

here they are!!! :D (i accidentally drew canon anxiety's hair but it's okay lol)

(making this a separate post bcuz i don't have the energy to tag both ii and inside out :'] everyone makes mistakes i've had more than my share but it's okay cause i'm gonna repair it...!!!) (Yes Pebie i am starting your request rn)

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🍂 Info:

🍂 I do both traditional and digital stuff

🍂 I mostly do varigo stuff but some days I wake up with a new grown pebis and draw stuff for other fandoms

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🍂 Sometimes I draw body horror or nsfw so... Beware!

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[uftopia]

like dont have pebis or assis out

yeah i don’t have either of those so 👍 never catch me dead drawing that (i don’t know how)

[edwardsissyhandsthtdanceslikeabb]

the category is happy go lucky, spontaneous himbo masking internal turmoil with endless optimism that results in overstepping boundaries but that's lowkey what ends up endearing ppl to them and their obscure referential, oftentimes entendre-based humor.

well i'd have two nickels- wait, wrong joke.

one thing i don't play about is my love for mr pebis bobbert, which technically means that ted is my type (no), tho pb is him in a different font, like ted may be given nuance/dimension by his mental health but pb has this throughline of a latent grounded, mellow, aware disposition that shows glimpses under pressure - less manic pixie dream girl and more flawed — ted's less personality struggles and more circumstantial, visa versa.

also interesting is me shipping the manic pixie clown thot with an intellectual, emotionally repressed person that challenges them. probably that opposites attract dynamic. and as someone who identifies with the angst riddled, over analytical, self-sabotaging types im able to appreciate the draw.

yes i still ship diane x pb, yes i kin diane, no this is not a conflict of interest.

anyways, forget keeley, forget bex, forget whoever idgaf, i wanna see doc sharon and ted date, they've seen each other's inner lives, they've been there at each other's lowest, they've catalyzed notable change within the other, when they need comfort they turn to each other, like i always look forward to them interacting. its an odd pair but they get each other, yk? — the one thing holding ted lasso back is there's no bojack for ted to want to dirty dog do, hence my decreased affinity.

[pebiejeebies]

HI PEBIE IM SO SORRY IF THIS IS WIERD OR STRANGE OR RUDE OR ANYTHING BUT CAN YOU MAKE A FANCHILD OF THESE GUYS PLEASE? SORRY IN ADVANCE!!!

SO SO SO SO SO SORRY

if you say sorry one more time I’ll kill you

WITH LOVE BITCH AHAHAHHAHAHAHHAH

BY THE POWER OF LOVE, I GIVE YOU YOUR CHILD!! (I drew her very big oopsie)

BUTT YEAH!! MEET BAGEL BEAN!! (Bagel x Coffee)

This oc is completely urs!! This is a GIFT for YOU because you’re very AWESOME and you need more L O V E

Plus, I’m not the kind to like coffee anyways… sips coffee in a corner

UHHHHH ENJOY IT AND GO WITH THE FLOW!! SHES ALL URS!! LIKE YOU CAN CHNAGE HER GENDER, AGE, ETC!!

( Credit is appreciated + tag me when u draw them I wanna see :o )

Ooh if I get more requests I might actually make a tag for this

SHe’s got black splotches like dad one (Bagel)

and the taste of coffee like dad two (Coffee)

probably calls one papa and one dada

[beepboop260]

What if... hyper and fat James but b i g g e r ??

Ok i drew this but i'm posting it separately from this because it might get taken down cause pebis and it's tumblr

if you cannot find the drawing here it's on my twitter under the same name

[wildpeachfarm]

https://www.tumblr.com/wildpeachfarm/752369870099890176/i-always-wanted-to-draw-that-dinosaur-post-but

please make the peanits glow in the dark that’s all i’m asking for

ok Mav we have a proposition for you

glowing pebis

[eleemosynecdoche]

Thinking about the developing horny yuri artist who described her encounters with people asking questions as "did you know that pebis can be on gorl???

Yes. I Draw It A Lot."

Not sure why. It sticks in the mind for me.

[kittilumpo]

i can draw. pebis.

should draw.

pebis.

[garfield-69]

I need fucking pebis in the crobussy

GANG CALM DOWN I CANT DRAW THAT ON HERE