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📝Feline vs. Canine seems like a common match-up but there's nothing common about this burger competition between Burger Cat and Casey 🍔👀
1 Hour (+ small extension) Sketch for wolfboywebzone!! ⭐
#fat art#fatfur#fat fur#weight gain#wg kink#stuffing#stuffed#cat#wolf#dog#Burger Cat#Casey#unnamed ocs#wolfboywebzone#CommWork#ArllanArt#Timed Art
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Snow white yanderes concept design
I might actually debut both of them soon! Lilian will have a fellow prince on the way and another pretty man. Both are unnamed still so I don't know what to tag.
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"I hope you can forgive your mother for her selfishness, little one, but I wasn't ready to lose you..."
so, been toying with the Alexandrian shards thing. I still haven't come up with names for anyone yet because I'm terrible at that. Her daughter (kabniel's shard) died of the levin sickness but before her soul could be consumed by the system she shoved it into an old war machine.
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Sketch
He’s a cutie, guys.
He’s also incredibly traumatized.
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Imagining a sunderlord family that is:
Sunder
Overlord
Child who looks scary but is surprisingly wholesome
Child who looks wholesome but is unsurprisingly scary
Trepan, who got sucked into this mess
Froid, who loves being considered part of the family a bit too much
#maccadam#transformers#unnamed ocs#mtmte sunder#mtmte froid#mtmte trepan#mtmte overlord#sunderlord#whether froidpan happens or no is up to you#trepan lives because i cannot resist him being overlord's carry on#froid is still sunder's murder enabling therapist with a shady past himself
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Sorry I haven't been posting lately!! I've been sketching but forget to share stuff on a whim~ I'm not always logged in here :3
Have a couple of action-y sketches! 🔥
#furry#furry art#furry artist#anthro#digital art#sketches#original character#OC Art#Unnamed OCs#Angela#lynx#squirrel#Artyccino
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More messy doodles
#my art#my ocs#my stories#Imi#Yumi#Yumi Moore#Sonima#Dude#Alstin#Alstin Moore#Danny#Danny Wilson#Sonima's sister#unnamed ocs#traditional#pen#doodle
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Behold! The worst thing I've ever drawn!
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Eldraeyo Graveyard Creatures
Concept Batch 1
Have some concept art for a few creatures I might add to Lin's side of the story 🤭
(also my first attempt at actual art with the stylus rather than plain testing)
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Drew this one with my finger cus I think my pen is broken...
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Angst prompt:
Character A is queer and has a run-in with a bigot/homophobe one afternoon. They try to pretend it doesn't bother them, but they come home clearly feeling devastated
So, CW: transphobia, homophobia, slurs
He smiles when he hears the door open. His little sister was out shopping with a friend for their birthday. They have been excited for it all week. He takes the pan off the stove and grabs a towel to clean his hands with.
"Hey, sibs! How was it?"
He frowns when his sister doesn't answer, the smile falling off of his face as he turns around to face them. They're not looking at him, hair pulled out of their braid to instead fall into their face. Their hands are gripping onto their new skirt tightly, knuckles turning white. He takes a step closer, his voice softening.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
His sister shakes their head, still refusing to look at him. Their voice is quiet when they speak.
"I'm gonna go get changed."
He can do nothing but watch as his sister runs off, locking the bathroom door behind themself. He stays still for a little while, before pulling out his phone and putting on a different playlist. His sister and him have very similar music tastes, but the playlist he was listening to while cooking doesn't feel appropriate when his sister is so clearly distressed. The one he puts on now is one his sister made some time ago. One of their favourites.
He hums along under his breath, but otherwise stays quiet as he finishes cooking and sets the table. After that, there is nothing to do but wait.
It takes almost half an hour for his sister to come back to the living room. They're wearing loose pants now, and an oversized hoodie. The makeup they spend all morning on is gone, their skin red from how roughly they must have rubbed at it. Their eyes are red, too. The only thing left over from their earlier look is some glitter caught in their beard.
He sits up immediately when his sister approaches him. They sit down on the couch next to him, shoulders hunched. He wants to hug them.
"Is it okay if I touch you?"
They shrug, then hesitate. He waits for his sister to give a tiny nod before he wraps an arm around their shoulders, pulling them against his side. They give a shuddering breath.
"Did I look stupid?"
He frowns. They were so excited that morning, showing off their outfit to him. He told them it looks good. It did look good.
"No, you looked amazing. Why do you ask now?"
They shake their head, but don't pull away from him. In fact, they seem to make themself even smaller against his side.
"Doesn't matter. It's stupid."
"Hey, no. Don't say that."
He rubs his hand over their arm. He's tempted to ask them to look at him, but he doesn't want to take away whatever safety he can give his sister by letting them lean against him. They scoff and he squeezes their shoulders.
"I meant what I said this morning. You looked amazing. Do you want to tell me what happened?"
They don't answer for a while and he waits. Really, he's half expecting for them to not answer at all by the time they speak up.
"Just some guy on the bus. He, uh, he said my skirt was too short. He called me a fag."
He pulls his sister even tighter against his side. Their skirt reached to their knees, there is no way that qualifies as too short. He wants to punch whoever made his sister this upset. Whoever thinks it's okay to say this stuff to people. His sister presses their face against his shoulder and he hums softly, pulling them closer without allowing his grip to tighten because of his anger. Warm tears seep into his shirt as his sister quietly cries against his shoulder, their voice strangled as they continue speaking.
"Why today of all days? I was having a good week. Today was amazing and now it isn't. I shouldn't even let him get to me like this, but I feel so dirty."
He doesn't know what to do, doesn't know what to say. He has never been in that situation before, he doesn't know what would help his sister right now. So for now he just holds them and lets them cry against his shoulder. Eventually, the crying stops and his sister falls silent. Even their breathing is quiet in a way he knows is deliberate. He taps their shoulder twice to get their attention.
"How about I make you a hot chocolate, and then you can tell me what your friends and you did over dinner, okay? You don't have to eat right now, but sit with me?"
They nod, but don't let go quite yet. It takes a few minutes before they pull back enough to let him stand up and by the time he returns from the kitchen with the hot chocolate, his sister is still sitting on the couch, looking at him with clouded eyes. He smiles softly and places the mug at her place on the table.
He left the food simmer on the stove to keep it warm until his sister is ready to eat, so he doesn't have to heat it back up before he moves the pots to the table. His sister slowly gets up when he returns to the table and sits at their place. Their hands wrap around the mug of hot chocolate.
At first, everything is silent, the only noise the soft music still playing in the background. Then, when he has finished filling his plate, when his sister has started sipping at their hot chocolate, they start talking. They talk about their friends, and trying on clothes, and getting ice cream. And slowly, they start smiling again.
#answered asks#my writing#sorry it took me so long to answer#(i currently have writer's block so I'm doing small prompts again)#unnamed ocs
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Augusnippets day 4
Path of hurt
Amputation
(CW: wing injury, broken bone)
"We're going to have to remove it."
It stares at the doctor, uncomprehending. They can't mean what it thinks they mean, they can't. Its one functioning wing curls around its shoulders. The other one doesn't even twitch, tight bandages making sure the broken bone doesn't shift.
The doctor shakes their head.
"The bone won't heal. The break will cause constant pain unless we remove the wing. We can give you a prosthetic for weight and balancing purposes, but you won't ever fly again."
It falls back onto the chair it has been given. The movement rattles its broken wing painfully.
(100 words)
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I'm doing cringetober, except swapping between these two lists based on my skills 👍
uhm anyways, I did the first two on the top one.
genderswap and fursona
here's the original OC, not genderswapped. Uhm. Xmem oc 👍
#x-men oc#cringetober#drawing#art#my art#mine#drawings#fursona#furry#furry art#oc art#unnamed OCs#furry oc
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The duality of man You guys know how when you're supposed to be doing something important your brain suddenly becomes very creative (and horny)? I kept seeing visions of a BDSM comic about a shy dom and a very eager sub while I was writing my thesis.
Now that I've graduated (whoo) I'm trying to develop the characters a bit. You might be seeing more of them in future 😙
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Thinking about IvyCorp's fic that had Optimus fuck Megatron in front of Soundwave, and what would happen if Megatron got knocked up from their little romp :3
Whether it's one sparkling with two sires or two sparklings with different sires, it's gonna get messy
Sdggds yeahhh that would be so messy
I like to think they'd figure out a good rhythm
Eventually
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Trying to design a cat cat kitty cat, but I dunno what approach to take. 🎀
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