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Random sketch with random anthro character, i just have in mind. I playing stealth-based character in RPGs with similiar expression. Especially when you're close to take some artifact or rare item ^^
Artwork which took a lot of time to finish. Featuring main character for one upcoming story (when i will have a time to start it). He is unnamed yet. He is adventurer who traveled a lot around the world and sometimes in others. His journey will lead this draconian into being involved in one conspiracy which becomes threat to his homeworld.
Art for future series arts for WoF anthro-verse. In this AU all dragons are anthropomorphic and much smaller (about 2-3 meters height). This not affects main story anyway ^^ This art feature typical anthro skywing. I think it is first tribe to begin with. Possible there will be anthro versions of our beloved (and hated) characters ^^
One of upcoming characters. Evelar wandering hunter, who will be featured on some future artwork. He is one of darkarian species. Who looks like anthro dragons, but actually not related to dragons in any way. And they do not like being mistaken. Evelar is part of "Sun" supspecies, who lives in region which consist mostly savannas and deserts. They can sustain extreme heat and are closer to fire element. Many of them gifted fire mages. Soon i will upload more sketches of this species and more background about them.
Rest in Grass! 😇🍎
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OT!sans: so
OT!sans: why are you guys so mean to each other
OT!sans: let's have some ice cream and talk about this
Fell!sans: what's ice cream?
OT!sans: ...
OT!sans: everything makes sense now
Made this moodboard because I watched Christine last night
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The Messengers pad through scorched fields, their targets in their view. They, unlike the Shepherd, do not pity the husks nor their stories, they do as told.
Their masks merely accessories to the red beauty, made to contain themselves. Their faces fragile beauty.
Their targets, often unconscious, always receive : you cannot escape from what makes you. They become unaware of the process, shielded from the pain. A mercy.
Over time they begin to forget, it is of no worries, they do not need to remember.
It is easier when they forget.
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The Messengers return home once the job is done, there is nothing for them there.
my insides are red, and yours are too…💋
Looking sexy. Posting more explicit pictures now 🥹🤭👅💋
New videos are ready, text me if you want to see me playing with myself.
Sexy morning, after making a new video.
How do I look?
Dangerous in RED
How do I look? 💋💋💋❤️
Good morning 😌
New video out now, send a DM. 🥰🥰
How are you doing today?❤️😇
Happy Friday amazing souls, a nice video to make your day. ❤️☺️👅
Happy Valentine’s Day everyone ❤️🎉🥰☺️🎉🌚
What do you think of the outfit ❤️🌚😍
I’m a bit new here, and usually stay for art and any interesting pieces of fan-fiction that are related. Funny enough, it’s not really related at all. However, I’m feeling a bit creative to actually write something. A prompt that I found on TikTok and the ideas were just brilliant that I had to share them before my brain forgot them.
Content Warning: Murder, mild blood and gore.
Please notify me if I missed anything.
The color rouge, specifically red rouge. Typically any kind of red or reddish-colored make-up that's used for tinting a person's cheeks.
However, in this context, it stained the victim's body. Her dress drenched, face frozen and petrified, their body methodically placed holding the infamous bouquet of poppies. Jewelry shining with each flashing light of the camera. Her feet dirty.
The medical coroner walked with his assistant trailing behind and arrived. My partner and I greeted them.
"To whom do I have the displeasure of, Audrey?" Benji asked. "We still haven't identified them yet but this marks the 4th victim." I stated before continuing to take pictures. My eyes drifting between each of the splotches of rouge littering the plaza. "The killer has been getting more bold lately."
"So, what'd ya got Benji?" My mentor, Larissa, questioned. Benji gave them a pointed look before starting.
While doc squatted down his assistant settled down the bags while Benji spoke. "Well, I can see there's no pooling of the victim's blood but her dress is soaked in it, suggesting they were moved. The gash to her neck, slightly cleaned as well. And they positioned them to hold the flowers as we’ve seen with past victims. Their shoes are missing as well.” Benji rambled. “Some bruising is present in the shape of a hand. Maybe we can get some fingerprints.”
Larissa turned to me. “Your turn, gimme a rundown.”
“The job seems a bit sloppy than usual, rushed even, which the killer might’ve been walked in on before finishing.” My head signaling over to the maintenance workers being given interviews. “The plaza is decorated in spots of rouge.” Larissa seemed satisfied. “We can check with cameras around the plaza to get a better view of our poppy killer. And a bit later with the local bars.” Larissa told me.
Benji's gloved hands pulled out the bouquet and examined it pulling out a paint card simply titled ‘rouge’ before handing it to his assistant to bag and tag it. He began to do some other tasks before starting up again.
"The time of death occurred between 4-5am but I won't know more until I've got them on the slab." Benji said. As he and his assistant began to lift and cart the body away.
Larissa began to trek over to the maintenance workers while I stayed behind to take more pictures before calling cleaners.
It won’t be long before the press are clamoring over us.
I don’t know if I’ll do continue to add to the prompt but I know if I did certain details may be subject to change.
- Was originally posted on my Wattpad account
Doodle Aj, @thesarcasticknightblr's OC. Beacuse doodle Aj is cool.
And yes, stickers too.