#out of the shower

[truffle-draws-turtles]

Out of the shower warm up doodles - Premiere - Sunset Duo

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NSFW Patreon

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Attention please.

The turtles you find on my site are all aged up, unless they are turtle tots (obviously)

[stqrgirlie0]

the hottest thing a man can do is have his towel hanging from his slutty waist with his hair wet and abs glistening —like gosh i’m on my knees hurry up.

[lumiolivier]

Good morning. 💋

[theedesirebody]

y'all should go follow my findom twitter for sexy times

[thelooniemoonie]

Hbomberguy right before obliterating James Somerton's career:

[puppypawprince]

not sure why my brains been so fucked up recently it’s chill though

[doomedclockworkdotmp3]

his therapist woulda had a field day at their next appointment

[toxooz]

also been thinking abt pooki with his cunty scarf💅

if my next drawing post isnt the comic update take me out back and shoot me like a sick dog

[captain-flint]

Tommy 'my priority is Evan' Kinard

[truffle-draws-turtles]

I was doing warm-up sketches today and thought "man, I really haven't done an out-of-the-shower-doodle for a long time!"

So here ya go:

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Mikey - out of the shower doodle - ✨ hair babey! ✨

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My rottmnt Patreon 18+

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Attention please 🔥

The turtles you find on my site are all aged up, unless they are turtle tots (obviously)

[duraante]

DEAD BY DAWN

[runwhileyoucan]

This image came to me in a vision by the way.

[shushmal]

The latest Family Video customer is barely through the door before Eddie explodes, "Ugh, Tyler."

Beside him, Steve scoffs in agreement, nose wrinkled with distaste. He's so hot. "Yeah, exactly, uugh."

"That should be his middle name. Ugh," Robin chimes in. Eddie's so glad they're in agreement about the bleach-spiked punk guy that graduated three years ago but is still bumming around Hawkins. "Steve, I can't believe you dated that guy."

Seriously, Tyler is the worst— Wait, what—?

"Wait," Eddie says, gaping at Robin. "What?"

"You could barely call it dating," Steve huffs.

"You were together for a month and a half," Robin says. She's got this evil grin on her face and is pointedly not looking at Eddie who is very desperate for Robin to look at him right now, please. "You drove that bum to Indy every weekend. He broke up with you on Valentine's day."

Eddie's weak "Tyler? Tyler Teaks?" gets completely ignored.

"I—" Steve says with haughty emphasis. "—broke up with him on Valentine's day. Don't get it twisted, Buckley."

Robin snorts and finally glances at Eddie. "Steve only broke up with him because the guy blew him off. On Valentine's Day. Which is basically getting broken up with," she tells him, and ignores it when Eddie whimpers at her.

"Yeah, but I'm the one to ended it!" Steve insits.

Eddie, finally, finds his voice, and says, "Tyler Teaks?! Harrington!"

"Ugh," Steve says, slumping against the counter. "I know." He cuts a glare over at Eddie after a moment. "I blame you for this."

"Me?!" Eddie shrieks, incredulous. He's pretty sure he's stepped into another parallel world. Perpendicular world? A world where Steve apparently dates guys—and guys like Tyler Teaks, no less. Eddie's sure he's gone completely batshit insane. "What the hell did I do?!"

Steve stands, cocking his hip the side, and looks down his handsome nose at Eddie. "You wouldn't be my New Year's kiss at Tina's party," he says. "So I had to settle for Tyler Teaks instead."

"What the fuck?" Eddie says, completely lost. "What—? You—? Tina—? KISS—?!"

Beside them, Robin is grinning, laughing, eyes going back and forth between them, munching on a stolen back of skittles—her own personal dramedy on stage before her.

"Yep," Steve says, popping the P. He looks distinctly bitter. "Pulled my best moves on you, and you turned me down."

"Steve," Eddie breathes. He reaches out, places both hands on Steve's shoulders, intent. The eye contact he forces Steve into is desperate. "I don't even remember getting to Tina's New Year's Party." He takes a deep breath. "I woke up in her mom's pantry the next morning with no shoes and no memory of how I got there."

Finally, Steve cracks, a big smile stretching his face. Robin cackles. "Yeah, I kind of figured as much," Steve sighs, wistful now. "You told me, and I quote, 'Steve Harrington, you are very beautiful and I want to have a summer wedding because you'd look beautiful-er with sunflowers'—"

"Don't forget the 'you look so hot in that sweater' part."

"—'But actually, I am a very straight man. So very super straight.' And then you crouched down on the floor and crawled away." Steve is biting his lip now to keep from laughing. Robin is not so nice. "Like I couldn't see you, and the handkerchief flagging in your pocket."

"Oh my god."

"Don't worry, it was really cute," Steve says, grinning. "But, I still needed a New Year's kiss, and unfortunately for everyone involved, Tyler was my only willing choice."

"Oh my god."

"Totally duped me though, he was super sweet the entire night," Steve sighs. His mouth is twisted into genuine regret now. "Plus, the next week, you acted like you'd never spoken to me before, so—"

"OH MY GOD."

Steve and Robin give him twin grimaces. Robin's is a lot more sympathetic. Steve's is confused. "Listen, man," Steve tries to soothe. "I'm sure that's pretty embarrassing, but it was a cute story! No hard feelings, I promise."

Robin's sympathetic grimace deepens.

"No," Eddie says, standing up straight. "I refuse. There is no way I turned down Steve Harrington for a New Year's kiss. There is no way."

"Wait—"

"Eddie, where—"

Eddie marches for the door, digging his keys out of his pockets. "Good-bye friends, I must go see a supergirl about time travel."

[killerpancakeburger]

What if the first time you saw Simon Riley's face was not a particularly solemn nor dignified moment?

Not in the middle of a raging battle, where you'd be pulling him out of the line of fire and ripping off his mask with urgency to check his breathing ?

Not at the end of a notably emotional conversation who took place after you two almost died— your survival only achieved because you had each other's backs. Him dragging his mask off so you could, at long last, lay eyes on the man that you owed so much to, and vice versa.

No, your first time is mundane, nonchalant. He had just come back from a particularly back-breaking mission and wished for nothing more than shed his gear and get some rest. Sitting on his bed, he's untiying his boots when you come in, with a smile and a tea, one that may or may not contain a dash of bourbon. You settle down on the chair by his desk and tell him about all he missed while away— what shenanigans Johnny and Kyle have been up to, Price and Laswell's latest disagreement, how stupid was that high-ranked officer you had to deal with the other day.

This setting feels so domestic, familiar, solid, that his mask comes off naturally, before he can think twice about it.

Your chatter suddenly comes to an end as your eyes widen in shock. The silence that replaces it is thick with uncertainty.

Simon's wary of your reaction, yet curiousity nags him— some sort of morbid fascination?

He designed multiple scenarios in mind for the ways you'd react, based on what he's been through before, but somehow none of them emcompassed this.

You laugh. Gleeful, warm, sincere.

"Panda," you manage to say among chuckles. "You're a panda."

He frowns in incomprehension until you reach out, your thumb stroking the tender skin beneath his eye and coming back covered in black grease.

[nights-at-crystarium]

Paprika doesn't appear in the comic for a long while, but now you know the real wol :>

[danger-bird]

Guy can't catch a break🐦