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adoringswarm.bsky.social
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adoringswarm.bsky.social
If you see this, show us how you draw man tiddies
November 28, 2025 at 5:15 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
i c a n n o t believe this is a year old already, but here i am again a year later awake at 3 am for no reason, so,
from 11/24/2024 chine sleeps on duvall, his arm around them and their legs intertwined
November 26, 2025 at 7:53 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
this might have been a kinktober prompt (leaking) but i kept shifting the perspective until it'd be impossible to show the intended leak, so, oh well.
an unfinished sketch of duvall kneeling between chine's open legs, clutching his ass and hip
October 4, 2025 at 4:09 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
eh, it was serendipitous to have rejected the fireplace.. reworking the room made me realize that i could make it smaller and intentionally emphasize how trapped he is (i very rarely intentionally design environments in that way, so this is sort of fun for me lol)
September 25, 2025 at 7:58 PM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
just realized he wouldn't be able to hear anyone fucking from the other side of a wall that's thick enough to have a fireplace in it and i'm so mad it took me this long to figure that out! he needs to be tortured by how clearly he can hear fucking on the other side of that wall,
a single panel on a page. duvall trying very hard to read - the intention is that he's distracted by the sounds of chine fucking their client through the wall, but instead he's just sitting in front of a quiet fireplace.
September 25, 2025 at 4:07 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
this one is about grief, does that make it dubious consent? who could say (not these guys, because they’re not real, etc etc)
from 10/31/2024 lit by campfire, chine (as a wereshrew skeleton) gropes duvall, who lays partially within chine’s rib cage
September 22, 2025 at 3:43 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
something about enthusiastic consent,
from october 2024, for fatt pinup week a comic with three panels, featuring chine (a large fat testosterone-dominant person. red hair on their head and covering their body. freckled.) and duvall (smaller brown man with slicked back black hair and a white shirt. he’s seen only from the shoulders up and is accompanied by a sparse cloud of insects) first panel chine is suspended in front of duvall by a vine-like monster that’s begun to creep up his shirt. one arm is tied behind his back and the other reaches towards duvall. duvall is holding chine’s pole-axe, and looks disturbed. dialogue is as follows: chine: no, not that! duvall: what? chine: my book! get me my fable book - quick! before i - second panel (main feature of the page, overlaps third panel slightly) chine is suspended upside down, both arms tied behind his back. the vine has lifted his shirt to reveal his chest, which it squeezes. a tendril begins to lift their pants away from their body. dialogue as follows: chine: damn, my arms! okay, look - duvall you’re just gonna have to - could you - take some bites for me? duvall (off screen): WHAT? third panel chine is lifted higher above duvall, his stomach is to the viewer, the vine emphasizes the curves of their body, squeezing into the fat. duvall looks up at him, confused. dialogue is as follows: chine: i’ve never - i’ve read about this sort of thing - but i’ve - i’ve never a first person account of it - have you? duvall: . . . no - no i suppose i haven’t.
September 22, 2025 at 3:31 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
a lesson in the value of cooperation…
from 12/27/2022 chine snarls, biting a wooden gag in their mouth, tied to a tree. their tits and dick are framed by the rope and duvall (fully dressed) assesses their desperation
September 21, 2025 at 5:48 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
you can do anything you put your mind to <3
colors added and minor corrections made to a sketch from 08/27/2021 chine sits on duvall, reaching behind him to fondle duvall's hard cock with one hand and cupping his face with the other. duvall looks up at him unsure but enthusiastic.
September 6, 2025 at 3:21 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
man… shoutout to this hand i drew in 2021 (4 years ago?!) - was reworking this drawing and there are a non insignificant quantity of things in fixing, but not this very nice hand
a hand slides between a set of thighs, isolating a trans man’s cock between middle and ring finger.
September 2, 2025 at 4:12 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
wow i guess the only art i did in august of 2024 was this response to a person on tumblr who made a very compelling argument about character parallels or whatever
screenshot of a window's folder search for "24.08" (I name all of my files with whatever date i first save them on) showing one file named "24.08.06_chine laios crossover" the image thumbnail and preview shows chine sangfielle on a grey couch with laios dungeon meshi partially draped over him. they're not especially sensual but they are making out
August 27, 2025 at 5:02 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
second done!
from 08/24/2022 chine slots himself between duvall's legs, circling duvall's dick with his fingers and sticking his tongue out. duvall lays back bracing one hand on chine's thigh and running his fingers through his own hair with the other.
August 27, 2025 at 4:39 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
first one done in the series (though if i don't sleep again tonight then i might render it tomorrow just to have something thoughtless but satisfying to work on)
from 08/27/2021 chine sits on duvall, reaching behind him to fondle duvall's hard cock with one hand and cupping his face with the other. duvall looks up at him unsure but enthusiastic.
August 27, 2025 at 4:35 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
fascinated to realize i've completed one of these sketches every august since 2021??? this was not intentional lol (what is it about august)
a page with 7 sketches of chine encouraging pre-canon (and pre-'op') duvall to top with his tdick. 4 of the sketches have check marks with dates; 08/27/2021, 08/24/2022, 08/26/2023, 08/17/2025
August 27, 2025 at 4:30 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
another from the series of pre-canon 🐀 taking 🐝's dick
from 08/26/23 chine reaches behind himself to guide duvall's cock into him
August 27, 2025 at 4:30 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
another favorite from another august a few lifetimes ago
from 08/11/2022 duvall sits on chine’s butt, straddling his back, to give him a massage. he leans over to inspect a patch of their back fur that’s clumped together over a fresh wound. chine sprawls on the bed beneath him, partially burying his head in the pillows. this is an illustration for a fanfic (“Rough and Tumblr” by Shadaras on AO3) that takes place immediately after chine has been rescued from their capture at the gates of sapodilla, and his body shows signs of the torture he endured in captivity.
August 26, 2025 at 5:15 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
an oldie but goodie (they have fun together!)
from 08/19/2022 chine (depicted as a large white testosterone-dominant person with greying red hair, covered in freckles and stretch marks, with a large bruise on their hip) smooshes duvall (depicted as a thin brown man with short black hair and a mustache) against a surface. they kiss, duvall pressing his fingers into the fat of chine's side and hooking his legs around their hips (they barely reach)
August 24, 2025 at 3:47 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
natural version…
chine crouches over duvall, pulling him up to meet them as they prepare to sit on his dick. chine has a smug smile and duvall looks a little surprised. they're depicted as pre-canon - chine without noticeable non-human features and duvall springy curls in his hair and the hint of long-healed but messy top scars. (this version without any post editing)
August 18, 2025 at 4:38 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
>:3
chine crouches over duvall, pulling him up to meet them as they prepare to sit on his dick. chine has a smug smile and duvall looks a little surprised. they're depicted as pre-canon - chine without noticeable non-human features and duvall springy curls in his hair and the hint of long-healed but messy top scars.
August 18, 2025 at 3:04 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
not sure i like the lighting, but, getting there
crop of a work in progress: with one hand duvall touched chine’s chest and with the other he holds their wrist where they’re pulling him up to meet them as they crouch over him.
August 14, 2025 at 5:15 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
might finally be finishing up a WIP i've been fighting with since 2021.... wow time is fast
August 12, 2025 at 4:06 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
well…….. you see… i have this silly regency era au i’ve been pondering (context for the screenshots*: duvall only knew chine as a farmer and by his deadname & thinks farmer!chine died after being conscripted to go to war)
(*that you don’t have to read, i just can’t resist an opportunity to share)
It might have been petty of him, but duvall was privately satisfied that he’d thus far managed to avoid any contact with the general who had caught the attention of every person of class in town. He hadn’t even seen them let alone been introduced, and making a game of it was about the only thing keeping him sane at the weekly parties he was obligated to attend, for the talk was inescapable: The issue of their name remained a popular topic of discussion. after weeks of chatter, nobody had come any closer to answering the question of the general’s lineage. If anything the he had doubled down on his insistence that his ties to the land were enough to add value to his name - his singular name. “Chine” was the most that was given and the most that any had ever reportedly heard, and at first many had questioned its validity. but he was well-recognized among returning soldiers who were bursting with pride to discover that they were grown from the same stock as their admired leader. Indeed, whenever asked, these soldiers all but fell over each other in their excitement to brag of the impossible feats of strength and fortitude that they’d witnessed from Chine on the battlefield. They didn’t seem at all interested in the obvious question of why no-one remembered him from their civilian lives prior to joining the army. Chine wasn’t so much older than the majority of those returning from war that none should possess stories of their youth - and yet eager as they were to associate themselves with the general, not one of those who knew him out on the bloodfields could tie themselves to him in blackwick county. The single consistent story that each and every one of them did tell was thus: it was said that in their first assignment as officer Chine had by either luck or improbable reflexes dodged a bullet that should have blown his brains out. It had torn through their face, but instead of seeking medical treatment as would any reasonable man, the general had actually run ahead to join the lowest of their rank and lead them all to victory. In the wildest versions of this oft-repeated tale, chine breaches enemy lines to find the specific individual who had fired the bullet that hit them. So-called witnesses take great joy in describing the terror in the enemy soldier’s eyes as chine snarled in their face, spraying them with his own blood before killing them bare handed. One person, having overindulged in <alcohol name>, swore that chine had bitten the enemy soldier’s face clean off in retaliation, chewing and spitting the flesh back at them as they bled out on the muddy ground - That account was generally dismissed by sane folk, but chine themself had yet to deny it. publicly, chine allowed fact and fiction to mix freely, it seemed. every month one or two young people would come home on leave and bring with them new stories of the general’s success. many were believable if exaggerated, but at least a quarter of them were so ridiculous that duvall only knew their endings if lyke or es recounted them to him later; for if he didn’t walk away when people spread such falsities he’d make enemies of those enjoying themselves and he did at least have enough restraint to avoid that. The only part of it duvall put any faith on was that the general, at some point, had been shot in the face, and that his refusal of swift medical intervention had caused an infection that had nearly killed him. It had cost them the sight in their eye and had almost certainly left them with quite a bit of nerve damage, too. That the ordeal had won them the hearts of all under his command also appeared true, though duvall struggled to understand why anyone would idealize a fool too stubborn to accept help. The thought of it scared him a little, if he’s honest. Duvall is far from squeamish, but a man so reckless and willing to die - how many under them had suffered for it, too? Those who had commissions that kept them from the front lines and who survived to praise Chine did so with what sounded like genuine admiration, but Duvall’s stomach churned thinking of the common folk that were conscripted into the war, held to the same expectations of sacrifice as those who had joined willingly. And so, when forced to listen to the third story in a row of some miraculous victory chine had won, the thing that most reliably kept his mouth shut (there’s simply no way that an entire battalion surrendered at the sight of chine, no matter how frightening he might be) was the satisfaction that at the very least there was one person here who would give this terrible man neither respect nor common courtesy, and that it should be him. Eventually, Lyke caught on to his game. The good lady Es was explaining to them both how clever the general was, really, to stick to the story of having no name of his own - the temptation it posed was this: if he brought no name to a match, any marriage would result in the spouse’s family absorbing all of their status and apparent wealth without diluting the strength of their line. They were a gift with no strings attached - except for the general themself, who was intimidating, to say the least. Even this, though, gained him suitors - for few young… Or it would be clever, if they appeared interested in courting” Es closes her fan and taps it against her lip, considering, “he accepts dances readily enough, but rarely keeps the same partner twice. I suppose he could be fanning the flames on purpose, but he’s exceptionally hard to read, I-” “-i’m afraid our dear friend duvall doesn’t want to hear about it, Es. can’t you see you’re just making him insufferably smug about being immune to the captain’s… well, charm might not be the word here-“ “-gravity?” Es suggests, “that would certainly describe the pull we all feel to his story, if not to the general himself.” she smiles at duvall, almost pitying, “and it would describe something worth being proud of resisting” “sure, sure. the word isn’t really important anyway,” lyke says, “it’s that mr duvall thinks he’s above us because he claims to be unimpressed.” “i never said that” “but you think it!” lyke laughs, “it’s all a ruse, anyway. i think you’re just afraid of him.” he looks at es, grinning, “i think he’s just afraid of him, don’t you?” es takes a moment to consider duvall, who struggles to figure out an appropriate expression to make that would communicate that fear has nothing to do with it, but aware that es would be looking for signs of bluster, and faltering because of it. “i think lord duvall is within his rights to focus his attention elsewhere.” she says, slowly, “how is your research coming along?” lyke groans loudly, but duvall instantly relaxes, grateful to have a friend in her.
August 10, 2025 at 12:21 PM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
an unusually well groomed version of human chine with a deep scar bisecting his eyelid. he’s sort of hunched and vaguely uncomfortable wearing a light blue dress that emphasizes his cleavage
August 8, 2025 at 5:13 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
<3
duvall lays stretched out on grass, grinning as he takes his shirt off, otherwise naked
August 4, 2025 at 4:19 AM
adoringswarm.bsky.social
getting that boyfriend plus-one-forward..
from 07/17/2021 lem pulls emmanuel down for a kiss while he crowds between lem's legs on the floor of a storage room #nsfwfatt
July 17, 2025 at 3:42 AM