How It Feels To Have No Social Media Presence As An Artist

Here's the first moodboard that I made, these are the characters you voted for, I'll be making another poll for the second part maybe this October or November

The Easter bunny is here!!!

Drew my boy Pusher for the first time but all the credit for the idea of Easter Frank goes to @lucasmagicfox >:) thanks pookie!

the tiny skinner man is angy for being left in the egg basket

HELLO, SO UM- My pookies moots urged me on to write Coyle pussy fic so I uhhhh... I did... I don't think it's worth posting on ao3 so here it goes...

nsfw fic under cut

Panties Business

Coyle was passing through the hallway with a severe scowl plastered on his features, Easterman really outdone himself this time with the new “uniform” idea… And now Leland was pacing around the police station in a skirt. 

A skirt…

A DAMN SKIRT! What shame- 

He was pissed and most certainly was gonna give a piece of his mind to the doctor when they saw each other later.

“Yer a fuckin’ bitch!” the officer barked out as he slammed open the doors to Hendrick’s office after the trial. “Ya know that? Embarrassin’ me and all!” he grumbled when Easterman raised his eyebrow in question.

 “What do I owe the pleasure, Leland?” the older man asked placing his pen back down on the desk and leaning against his chair.

The policeman gives him a furious look gesturing viciously to the skirt in a silent protest against his attire.

The doctor’s gaze falls on the navy fabric of the skirt then slowly rises back up… “Yes? I would appreciate verbal communication if you would.”

“The blasted thing!” he replies angrily. “The fuck would ya make me wear that?!” he huffs folding his arms on his chest.

The taller man raises to his feet and deliberately strolls over to the prime asset with an unwavering gaze focused on his eyes. 

“It has its purpose, Leland…”

“Yeah? And what’s that, huh?” Coyle barks out but before he can think of any other question or taunt, he nearly gasps at the slap of both of the doctor’s hands on his butt. He thinks about protesting but Easterman’s palms smooth over his ass and dip under the hem of his skirt, caressing up his thighs. 

“Acces, Leland.” Hendrick purrs while his hands travel further up to his hip. 

“B-Bastard homo… ‘fcourse-” Coyle mutters not making any attempt to move away.

Instead, the older man pauses with a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “You aren’t wearing panties.” he moreso states than questions. 

The cop’s face flushes slightly as he looks away “Shut up.” he whispers when he feels Hendrick’s fingers trace against the curly bush on his mound. “It’s none of yer business why I don’t-” his hips chase the soft brush of the fingertips against him.

“You like not to wear them, don’t you, Leland?” Easterman’s hand dips further down between the officer’s thighs as they seem to open up for him on their own accord, old habits die hard~ “What if I found a nice alternative for you, hm?”

This time it’s Coyle’s turn to raise his eyebrow… “The fuck ya mean…” he mumbles with a shaky breath as the others fingers begin to tease the outside of his pussy, stroking gently before dipping past the folds and tracing against the soaking slit of his entrance. 

“Let’s say… what if I get you a toy to wear inside your slutty cunt during trials? Then you will have to wear panties to ensure it doesn’t slip out… Yes?” Easterman whispers in his ear, fingers finally digging into Leland’s wet pussy and curling up against his inter walls to seak that special spot that makes him see stars.

The cop moaned and grasped his shoulders, head falling against the dark, pristine suit of the doctor. “F-Fuck… Y-ya got my attention…” he whimpered as his cunt gets pumped with two long digits of the man before him.

“Look at you Leland, clenching around my fingers like a needy bitch you are…” Hendrick chuckles to spite the prime asset but he secretly loves the way Coyle’s body begs for more of him… He continues to thrust his hand and adds his thumb into the mix to play with the police officer’s clit in lazy circles that draw the most pathetic sound out of his mouth. “So wet and ready for me…” he teases.

“Mnnh- f-fuck me already-” a plea rips from the cop’s throat, a broken cry of carnal desire that Easterman knew all too well.

“I don’t have time right now, I have a meeting in a few minutes.” he begins to pull his fingers out of his needy slit but is met with a whine of protest and a squeeze to his shoulder, thighs clutching at his arm to prevent him from pulling out. He sighs dramatically rolling his eyes, he almost smiles at the attention-seeking behaviour of his companion but quickly schools his expression back to an emotionless grimace. “You are so deprived.” Hendrick swiftly thrusts his fingers back deep into the others cunt with a wet, gushy squelch and begins to finger Coyle skillfully. 

A cacophony of moans and gasps spill from Leland’s mouth as he grips his shoulder tighter. His knees begin to tremble as his pleasure begins to build in the pit of his stomach, the sounds becoming more obscene the longer his sweet spots keep getting assaulted… Soon enough he is overtaken by his climax. He clings to Easterman’s neck as a warm gush of his release squirts out of his pussy and pools at his feet; his legs tremble and threaten to give out under him. 

“There we go… made a mess as always, clean up before you leave.” Hendrick slips his digits out of the tightened, twitching cunt with a wet sloppy sound and observes in satisfaction as the juices drip down both of Coyle’s thighs. “Now, if you promise to wear panties next time, I promise to get you a nice toy, yeah?” the doctor purrs in his ear before pulling away and licking his hand off the mess of arousal left by Leland, this time not being able to stop the pleased smile from appearing on his face.

“D-deal…” the cop huffs trying to steady himself against the desk from the intense orgasm he just received; his forehead pressed against the glossy surface of the wood. 

Easterman smoothed his clothes down and turned to the door, ready to leave for the meeting. That’s one way to make Coyle behave and he had to admit that judging by the erection in his pants, it certainly was his favourite way to make him behave. 

I was in a state of delirium and drew this mess-

don't mind the muscles I haven't drawn them in a LOOOONGGGG while... My anatomy is stale, I haven't used a reference but I tried 🥲

o cholera, policja.

i'm too old to be embarrassed to post mildly freaknasty stuff so enjoy old man subjugation

THANK U PHONE- IT'S NOT LIKE I WAS POSTING A COUNTDOWN FOR 10 PREVIOUS DAYS-

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what-a-drama queen

The said silly sargent pistachio car battery <3

GIRLIES GUESS WHAT

I'm a proud x1 relapser!!!

Hit the milestone on today's escalation >:3

Omg but can we talk about the saving and quitting option??? Like wdym I don't have to spend hours upon hours to progress in the escalation just to quit because I'm passing out from hours of playing?

That's such a great feature, thank you Red Barrels <3