#swamp boy

[hbeeez]

Froggon! Or toadgon...

[easypeezysilverbreezey]

had a lotta fun doing the wcstarchallenge

[flaming-trash-can]

oldish art i dont think i ever posted

[gollygeedash]

Hey folks!

Sorry for the silence! I’ve been debating a lot on if I wanted to continue posting on here after the flagging issue, but at this point I might as well JUST DO IT and hope my posts don’t get flagged.

How have you all been? I hope you’re all staying creative and doing what you love!

[lumberingleviathan]

I’m a short, gay man who loves theater and music more than anything. I’m fascinated by space and I love to draw, and I have a penchant for horror. I have blue eyes and purple hair (for now.) I’m personally a fan of the more monstrous types!

So it’s not what most people would think of as a typical night out. Walking through the swamps, cumbersome telescope tucked under your arm. A bundle of white sheet in the other, and hidden within its folds a projector. Nerves flutter within your stomach, unable to choose just what activity to indulge in for your blind date.

A mutual friend set it up, mentioned that he might be shy, but was sure you’d both hit it off. Though the meeting location is a bit abstract ‘near the knotted tree’ isn’t much by way of marker. Though you’ll admit, once you see it, there’s nothing else to confuse it with. The wood twisting in on itself, while murky swamp water seems to ebb, and flow against the small bank made from the soft ground. “Hello?” Your voice tentative, purple hair the only source of color save for the muted greens around you.

The water surges then, a lumbering body pushing up out of it. Alge hands from him in almost thick ropes, large wide eyes black as night set far apart on either side. His scales have a soft oil like sheen when the light catches, and a tail raises, split into six muscular ropes that seem to swing independently from one another. The gills at his throat flare in the air, opening, and shutting, while a mouth full of fanged teeth work at one might guess is an awkward smile. Webbed hand raises in a slight wave, one eye, and then the other blinking as his massive form leans forward. Splashing up water as he does so, “Handsome.” He states in a garbled sort of voice, as if still speaking from under water.

Together he helps thread the sheet up, apologizing twice when he almost soaks it through. The black and white movie starts to play across the screen, you swear he blushes when he sees the creature from the black lagoon. One of his tails curls hesitantly across your wrist. Slick, and wet, but comforting just the same. Every now, and then you can feel the weight of his gaze on you, or tugging at your hand when something startling happens on screen. The small portable projector whirling quietly, while other things seem to lurk out in the darkness. Though nothing seems brave enough to approach the hulking companion you’ve found tonight.

When the credits roll, he leans further into you, sticky skin catching at your clothes. He hums a noise, mouth splitting to tentivley let a tongue slide against your hand.

A kiss of sort, almost shy in its delivery, “Again, sometime?” You can’t help but readily agree, and wonder what awaits the more comfortable he grows with you.

[bigbadorc]

So my earliest memory of a monster boy crush started with Beast from Beauty & The Beast & then Snap Gill from Kim Possible, of course it was then werewolves, vampires & moving to orcs & so on & so forth what was your progression like?

[quarkmaster]

Swamp Boy

Hogni J. Mohr

[cryptkidexe-arts]

Inktober! Day 02 “Swamp Thing” His shirt says “Straight Outta The Swamp”