“The boy that you loved is the monster you fear.”
“Pray now, baby.
Pray your life was just a dream.
The world in my hands.
There's no one left to hear you scream.
No one left for you.”
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“The boy that you loved is the monster you fear.”
“Pray now, baby.
Pray your life was just a dream.
The world in my hands.
There's no one left to hear you scream.
No one left for you.”
some rough sketches
I know the proportions on the second one are shit!!!!
“I want to be the warden!!”
“I envy the warden!!”
MAN I WANNA BE COYLE
GIMME THAT FAT MAN I WANT HIM SO BAD
unfathomable levels of greed
a lil sumthing from my upcoming snitch/warden/coyle fic because I'm a pervert sue me
The Snitch felt the restraints on his wrists loosen. His breath caught, fingers instinctively flexing.
The Sergeant seized Danny's hand firmly, guiding it up to his new hat. The victim felt the texture and the small badge on top. He could picture it sitting neatly on Coyle's head.
“Feel that?” Coyle asked, his voice deep and rough. “'M a cowboy now, honey. An' ya know what cowboys git up to?”
A shiver ran down the Snitch's spine as Coyle leaned closer, his face nearing the bag over Danny's head.
“They ride their fine horses 'til the sun dips down low.” Coyle murmured in a low whisper, bringing Danny's hand down and pressing a hot kiss along his bruised wrist.
The Snitch felt a troubling heat rise in his stomach, his breath becoming heavier in the already humid air inside the bag.
“But that's not why I'm 'ere today.” Suddenly, Coyle's rough hand gripped the Snitch's bicep and pulled him up. Danny groaned, disoriented from sitting still for so long.
“You're going to meet someone new. He might teach ya a thing or two,” Leland said with a grin, dragging the Snitch along like dead weight.
Panic surged through Danny. Someone new? What did that mean?
“Wait— no. Please, stop. Where are you taking me?” the Snitch mumbled, stumbling over his own feet.
“S'where new, honey. But don't ya fret, yer gonna have a real fun time... I know I will.”
this is the dumbest thing I’ve made
Man it sure would be nice to cockwarm a tboy while we smoke a joint.
snitch and warden going at it with coyle in the cuck chair send post
A+ First try 😏 (We play on introductory)
D on the first try 😌 (we play on introductory)
projecting ALL my envy of the warden on the snitch. he's the one wanting to suck off coyle not me.
project boneyard spoilers
Coyle not only getting head in the prison showers like the gay man that he is but he also slaps the doggo away as soon as he hears us coming. PLEASE. I hate him I hope he never gets comfortable with his sexuality. me next when
the new trailer is just easterman and coyle having verbal sex for 3 minutes
he has a type (fat and faceless)
HURLS
can we address the fact in the new coyle trial teaser he sat in the snitch electric chair??? no?? ok
OH MY GODDDDDD SHUT THE FUCK UP COWBOY COYLE OH IM BUSTING OH MY GOD IM NOT READY
soft puppy this sweet puppy that. what if your puppy is an asshole