[ID: Digital drawing of a lanky white man looking off to the side with a mild smile. He has facial piercings and acne scars, and long red and white hair. He’s wearing a leather jacket and a tartan kilt. /end ID]
Flat colored commission for @clayjackson of his character Anthony. Thank you!
Dagon Headcanon: They're controlled the same way Hastur and Ligur are by the frog and chameleon respectively, except it's by that one type of isopod that replace's fishes tongues.
Dutch and Hosea in them post-sex cuddles, both their hair all messy and smiling real big at each other and laughing in their afterglow together
i need more of this shit in my life tbh........ have a ficlet
mild nsfw under the break. also this is younger!dutch and hosea bc goddamn they were s n a c c s
“I wish you could see yourself right now.”
Dutch opened his eyes and smiled dreamily up at Hosea, limbs trembling and a pinkish flush coloring his face. “Don’t get sappy on me, Mr. Matthews.” He sighed happily as Hosea caressed his cheek, leaning into the touch that was familiar and thrillingly different all at once.
“Why shouldn’t I?” Hosea asked as Dutch reached up and gripped his wrist gently. “You’re beautiful. Never seen anything like you before.” It wasn’t a lie. He could easily see Dutch gracing the cover of some hack romance novel. Maybe not the way he was right this second, flushed and panting on the forest floor with leaves in his hair after an adrenaline-fueled quickie, but on the cover.
Hosea never knew what to expect when riding out on a job with Dutch. He certainly didn’t expect to rob a bank, leave with about 900 dollars worth of gold, and race the local law with Dutch beside him when he woke up this morning. He didn’t expect them to lose the sheriff and his deputies on the other side of a moving train, and for manic laughter to fill the air as he and Dutch galloped away with what had to be a sizeable chunk of the town’s money. Most of all, though, he didn’t expect Dutch to lead him into a wooded thicket, leave the horses behind (”with the money?!”) and drag him some ways away before pouncing on him like a starved cougar leapt at an elk.
And yet, he wouldn’t have it any other way. Dutch gently tugged Hosea’s hand to his lips and kissed his knuckles. “... I love you.”
“Love you too,” Hosea responded, pressing his forehead to Dutch’s and feeling his smile grow when fingers tangled into his blonde hair. God. “You know,” Hosea whispered, smiling down at Dutch, “I’m kind of glad you caught me stealing from you.”
“Gimme time. I can change that.” Dutch smiled back playfully, restrained laughter in his voice. “Twenty years from now you’re gonna be sitting around complaining about me to whoever’ll listen.”
“I do that now.”
Dutch finally let a bit of a chuckle escape him. “God, you’re lucky you’re so handsome. Come here and kiss me.”
Powerless to deny him, Hosea returned the smile and the laugh before leaning in to oblige that request for a kiss.
What has been your favorite part of working on Lacrimore so far, and which character/s are your favorite, or the ones you're most excited to work on?
World-building! For the longest time I was resistant to it cos I was like ‘ugh I have to know all about the DEVELOPMENT OF CIVILIZATION but I actually...really don’t. And realizing that world-building can be all about curating an atmosphere, and that it can be more like a dream than a concrete place that could actually exist has really been fun to play with.And Vandorus is my favorite to write. I love him. He’s nasty.