#bailey barker

So I tried drawing rennick but had to remove his jacket cus I was fumbling the tumble while drawing him but yeah atleast I have a ref to draw him kissing Bailey now.

Alright whatever you say master 🥀🥀🥀

Blood warning ahead but idk I'm not gonna do the continue reading thing

I used this as an excuse to draw Finlay x Trots finally

—Teaser Of An Au Fic, Featuring David Rennick And Bailey Barker(Second One)—

David Rennick roared, a guttural growl of pain vibrated through the cabin’s walls. His tail thrashed instinctively, slamming against the wooden door with enough force to splinter the entire frame. His clouded corpse-like eyes narrowed at the accommodation worker, her teeth sunken deep into the ridge between the armored bones, his blackened blood slowly staining her muzzle. Outside, the electrician shouted, the ex-boxer’s panic palpable through the door, “What the hell was that?!-…Fuck It, Trots, Roy, Get Back!-…I’m Breaking It Down!” Bailey Barker didn’t release the bite, she clung onto his thrashing tail while her teeth tore the installation manager’s sandpaper-like skin. Her eyes squeezed shut as the installation manager trembled whilst his tail thrashed again. He tried to move, to force her to let go but the only thing he managed to do was ram himself into the cabin’s desk. For a moment, the world was narrowed down to the searing agony within his tail, to the frantic pounding on the cabin’s door. Then through the haze, Bailey Barker’s sob seemed to silence everything all at once. Bailey Was Crying. His Bailey Was Crying. Something shifted within David Rennick, the instinct to retaliate, to toss her off and bite back had faded almost as quickly as it arrived. Instead, he lowered himself albeit awkwardly, onto the cramped cabin’s floor. Slowly, carefully, he wrapped one of his tentacles around the accommodation worker’s shaking body. She flinched, the bite momentarily tightening before briefly loosening, her eyes snapping open to stare at the mutated man. He didn’t tug himself free, he turned to hold her, his serpentine body cautiously coiling around her before his head rested beside her’s. His voice when he spoke, was a pained whisper.

“S’alright, lass-…S’alright, Bailey. I’m Just-…Just holding you, blocking ‘em out-…I’m Just keeping you safe, safe with me”, David Rennick’s words were slurred, thickened by the pain and the lingering fog of the shape’s influence. Outside, the pounding against the wooden door was intensified. “Barker! Rennick!-…Open this damn door!-…What’s happening in there?!”, Cameron McLeary yelled, his voice edged by his fear and his confusion. The installation manager ignored his screaming, choosing to focus solely on the dampened fur against his skin, the tremors still wracking the worker’s body. He tightened the coil slightly, as a somewhat soothing rumble echoed from his throat. It was a sound he hadn’t made since his granddaughters were small, it was a sound of comfort, a hummed lullaby that was incongruous coming from his monstrous form. Bailey Barker’s sobs hitched but she didn’t let go, her claws scraped against his skin in a trembling grip, the bite on his tail remained but the pressure eased, becoming less of an attack and more of an anchor. Inside the cabin’s barricaded darkness, the installation manager held the worker as best as he could, his tail becoming a bleeding barricade against the world outside, against the pounding on the cabin’s door. His eyes softened, all that mattered to him was the fragile warmth radiating off of the accommodation worker and the fragile grip he’d kept on his own returning self.

Oh also...could I get some Bailey x trots....? 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤

Hehe thank youuuuu and yes of course my cursed infant so crunchy and spicy 😘

They so cute icl

Drew my homegirls self insert Bailey as a human (and her husband lol)

—Teaser Of An Au Fic, Featuring David Rennick And Bailey Barker—

The installation manger’s body burned, the ache briefly becoming unbearable before the spraying seawater brought the feverish flames searing through his newfound organs as he hauled himself across the rig's slippery deck. Glancing towards the engineering deckhand’s unconscious body before squinting his eyes, the installation manger’s soulless stare lingered on the sight before he turned towards the accommodation block’s entrance. The rig’s workers wouldn’t be distracted much longer considering that it was the engineering deckhand’s body he’d dragged out of the northern sea and although he wanted to stay, he wanted to ensure the ex-military man’s survival, he knew that they’d turn to him and all attempts to get to the one he'd wanted would be squandered. He just wanted to find Bailey, he just wanted to find his Bailey. She'd been the only one who listened when he’d been stressed, the only one who comforted him when he’d been overwhelmed and the one who stayed with him when he’d chased everyone else away. She’d been the only one who survived his transformation into whatever this thing was, she’d been the only one who’d turned away and escaped. He needed to find her, he needed to comfort her, he needed to hold her and he needed to promise everything would be alright as long as they’d had one another. Slithering gracefully, the mutated man's stormy grey eyes which were clouded again now that he’d been brought above the water’s surface, flickered towards the entrance of the accommodation block as a vicious scowl escaped his lips. He wasn’t going to fit through the door…Not like this, not unless he’d ram himself through the doorframe alongside the wall which was sounded more and more like a good idea. Cursing underneath his breath, Bailey’s name echoed distantly during the first slam before becoming an unignorable screech at the last, the terror within her eyes when she bolted as a blur of fur replaying until the wall collapsed causing him to tumble into the tight hallway of accommodation.