Droggel

[WIP] hmm looks good so far i think...

planning on doing a robert sticker sheet and then flambae's

maybe after ill turn some of my popular works into merch as well since some of you guys have asked if it would be turned into stickers or smth

Flambae stood at the foot of the bed with his hands planted firmly on his hips, glaring at the object Robert was clutching protectively against his chest.

You have got to be fucking kidding me.

The object in question was a smiling, shirtless Ryan Gosling nearly six feet tall.

Unfortunately, for Robert, it was not the actual Ryan Gosling.

Just a body pillow.

The late afternoon sun streamed through the bedroom windows, casting a glorious, almost angelic golden light across Ryan Thomas Gosling's perfectly sculpted abs in Robert's arms.

That sight alone made Flambae want to burn the entire place to the ground.

"Get rid of it," he practically hissed.

Robert sat comfortably against the headboard, both arms wrapped around the pillow as if he were protecting a priceless treasure. His shoulders shook with barely contained laughter.

"No," he shook his head for emphasis.

"Robert."

"No."

"Robert."

The grin on Robert's face only widened. "He's staying."

Flambae stared at him in disbelief.

The room fell silent for several seconds.

Then Flambae pointed furiously at the pillow.

"I will burn it."

Robert immediately tightened his grip.

"You wouldn't," Robert said dramatically.

"I absolutely would," Flambae assured him, narrowing his eyes at the thing.

"You can't destroy Ryan."

"You doubt me?"

Robert looked down at the pillow.

Then back at Flambae.

Then, deliberately, he slid a hand across Ryan's printed abs.

"You can have him too... if you want, " he could barely get the words out through his laughter.

Flambae made a sound suspiciously close to a growl.

Tiny orange sparks flickered around his fingertips.

Robert's eyes widened, still thoroughly entertained.

"Hey."

The sparks intensified.

"Hey."

A small flame appeared.

"Babe."

"I amm giving you five seconds."

The mattress dipped under Robert’s weight, and he instinctively curled around the pillow, pressing it tighter against his chest.

"You're just jealous."

Flambae's jaw dropped.

For a moment, he looked completely incapable of forming words as his flames sputtered out.

Then he pointed at Ryan Gosling's printed face.

"HE IS IN MY BED."

"Our bed," Robert corrected.

"Exactly. Ours. Mine and yours. Only."

"Our bed that you refuse to get into."

"Because he's there!"

Robert burst into laughter again, eyes squeezed shut as he doubled over.

Flambae hated that sound.

Not because it was unpleasant.

Quite the opposite.

The problem was that Robert's laugh made it incredibly difficult to stay angry, which was deeply unfair and endlessly irritating.

Flambae crossed his arms.

"I'm serious."

"So am I."

"I'm not sleeping next to that thing."

He grimaced, shooting a dirty look at Pillow Ryan's dark blue eyes.

Robert carefully adjusted the pillow, as though shielding it from Flambae's laser-focused line of sight.

"Then I guess Ryan and I get the bed all to ourselves."

The temperature in the room immediately rose several degrees.

Robert's smile faltered for the first time.

"Oh."

Flambae's eyes glowed faintly orange.

"Oh no."

Small flames crackled back to life around his hands.

"Take that back."

Robert quickly shoved the pillow behind him like a human shield.

"I was joking."

"Take."

"Joking."

"That."

"Joking!"

"Back."

Robert tried — and failed — to suppress another laugh.

"Fine."

Flambae narrowed his eyes.

Robert raised both hands in solemn surrender.

"Just don't burn him."

The flames did not disappear.

"Bae—"

Flambae lunged.

He launched himself onto the bed in a single swift motion, reaching for the pillow behind Robert.

Robert scrambled sideways across the mattress, dragging Ryan along with him.

"YOU ARE NOT SETTING RYAN ON FIRE."

"Watch me."

The chase that followed was perhaps the dumbest argument either of them had ever had.

Robert managed to slide off the bed, but the moment Flambae caught his ankle, he went down.

Thankfully, Ryan Gosling's incredibly soft printed abs cushioned the impact.

Robert rolled onto his back, sprawled across the floor and laughing so hard tears gathered in the corners of his eyes.

Flambae sat on top of him to keep him from escaping.

The pillow was finally confiscated.

Flambae shot it a murderous glare before hurling it out through the open bedroom door, hoping Beef would eventually destroy it with his tiny, vicious teeth.

Robert didn't even bother checking where it landed.

Flambae pinned both of Robert's wrists to the floor and leaned down until he was hovering over his boyfriend's face.

"I'm still burning it."

"No, you're not."

"I am."

"No."

"I am."

Robert laughed softly, gradually catching his breath.

"You're ridiculous."

"You're the one buying celebrity body pillows."

Robert sighed dramatically, feigning disappointment.

Flambae rolled his eyes so hard it looked painful.

He released Robert's wrists and hauled him effortlessly to his feet.

Robert adjusted his shirt and muttered. "You know, Ryan didn't deserve that."

The mischievous smile was already back.

Flambae snorted.

"I would've done a lot worse if you hadn't stopped me."

He walked to the bedroom door and pulled it shut behind him.

This is the reason I haven't posted in two months (work in progress)

Total of 6 pages on Patreon!

Flambert plushies are officially revealed!

Robert and Flambae will be ready for dispatch on June 10th until July 31th for pre-orders!

(More details about them and a giveaway down below~)

baby fever final chapter finally out! (and so is baby Safi) :>

idk what to do for titles anymore I swear this drawing was a rollercoaster lmao it was so different from the start but like I'm so proud of it and low-key drawing the mecha man outfit is so fun I will do it more :) also getting closer to drawing them kissing