#dapper lad

[sodaft-potato]

My Felix art from recently. I'm very proud of how I drew him.

[jazzyartsssss]

i'm sure you've! already gotten requests for him (because he's just that great) but i would love to see a doodle of Papyrus :DDD thank you!!

He’s been invited to the MTT gala!!

[atlas-of-the-mind]

But what if the metal boy was organic and loved

Timeline without trauma :) mostly

[peg9chu-arts]

Deecotan on Twitter said sanji would be this type of cat so I drew Catji

[lyrik-rose]

blob

https://www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/89994960

[pancreaslover2006]

Balls

[mostlymalfunctioningmimikyu]

A wild Dapper Boy appeared!

[softspots]

I am in the horny for hypno mood h e l p

help is on the way!

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Jameson didn’t bother to hide his smirk as he watched the change take place. Marvin’s slightly-confused expression smoothed out and his features relaxed, his eyes becoming lidded and vacant as they stared into the shimmering ornament Jameson held aloft.

Light glinted off the surface of the decoration, dancing across Marvin’s face as Jameson swayed it from side to side ever so gently. How wonderful that this most innocent of items, this simple festive bauble, could ensnare sweet Marvin’s mind and tuck it away in a corner, clearing space for the instructions Jameson was eager to give.

‘You feel very obedient right now, Marvin,’ he said. He projected the image of his words as clearly as he could into Marvin’s vision, not wanting them to go unnoticed. ‘You want to do as I tell you. Doing as I tell you makes you feel good and happy.’

Marvin’s eyes didn’t stray from the ornament, and for a moment Jameson worried that his trance was preventing him from reading the words that Jameson had spoken into his mind. But then he murmured in agreement, “Yes... obedient... good...”

Jameson smiled. ‘You also feel very aroused right now, Marvin. You feel hot and needy. You want me to pleasure you... but more than that, you want to give me pleasure. You want to be a whore for me.’

Marvin whined quietly, his jaw going slack and leaving his mouth hung slightly open. “Whore...”

Jameson set the ornament aside. It had served its purpose; Marvin was thoroughly hypnotized.

‘Get down on your knees,’ he said. A warm rush filled him as he watched Marvin obey without hesitation, kneeling down and looking up at him with beautifully empty eyes. ‘Use your mouth on my cock. You want to so badly; you desire more than anything to service my cock. Become my whore, Marvin.’

Marvin pawed almost desperately at him, barely even able to undo his belt and zipper and pull his hardening cock out. He whimpered in relief at the sight of it, leaning in to press kisses along the growing length with reverence. He ran his lips softly over the head, eyes fluttered shut as Jameson stroked a hand through his hair.

‘Very good boy,’ he praised. ‘You love how it feels to worship my cock. You love to be my whore.’

“Love to be your whore,” Marvin echoed dreamily. He took Jameson’s cock into his mouth and moaned, stroking his tongue along the underside. Jameson gripped his hair tighter, a small sound of his own escaping him.

‘Make me cum,’ he ordered, pushing his hips forward so that more of him slid into Marvin’s hot, wet mouth. ‘Fuck your throat with my cock and swallow every drop I give you. Maybe I’ll let you look at the pretty ornament again when you’re done.’