[Gift] Cheese and Crust!
Wanted to draw FSA's adorable conjoined ridertaur, Cheese and Crust! :3
Gift art for @/Fsa_Tweet on Twitter!
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[Gift] Cheese and Crust!
Wanted to draw FSA's adorable conjoined ridertaur, Cheese and Crust! :3
Gift art for @/Fsa_Tweet on Twitter!
Posted using PostyBirb
An fusion that is heavily dangerous, even for Lottie. Seemly Jessie's already enjoying this and have herself controlled through by her negative influence, even controlling and taken over Lottie.
Lottie © JJSponge120 Jessie Jester © BIO675 Art © Me
Week 46's theme was Upside Down, and with the new Pokemon just released (which I've spent a lot of time on, problems aside), there's no better time than to explore one of the best tail TFs around - Girafarig's! #TFTuesday #TFEveryday #Transformation #TF #Transfur #UDTF
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Conjoin
Mesmerised
Celebes observes the Owl
the Owl stares
🌑
Lost in each other’s gaze
for the briefest moment
spirits conjoin
🌑
The wonder of the sky high
the thrill of the dive
permeate Celebes’ mind
🌑
In this moment
the freedom of life
is touched
https://www.deviantart.com/b-f-t-a/art/Sapphirine-742351235 b-f-t-a
awry
Would we conjoin? The well-cut and wicked know how to fuck. But you and I? We're crass
and ill-shaped --- Flesh not meant to run naked under plump green vines, wind’s wild pampas-grass;
asses not meant to be tapped. We were born under the signs of phlegm and oddities;
less chic and more shriek. In all of their porn nothing looks like us. That's good. Others please,
we tire, swamp-corpse and bloat. Our carnal sin: sloth. Our lewd god: nuzzling gone awry.
When you tell me, “your body will haunt mine,” that’s a threat. We’re not grape’s whine: its juice, skin,
madness. We’re what’s left: hot dust, empty sky twitchy things, the grotesque in the grapevine.