crop gonna kill this one

Runt and Bao with different haircuts and style

me at the end of the group goon session

Mech design for a comic idea I’ve been brainstorming 🏜️🤖

I'm vaguely remember an anime where a dude fuses with a girl and gets paper manipulating powers and fights a girl with sound-based powers at one point making a soundproof barrier with paper but I can't for the life of me remember the name of the anime

Breast from X-Men

Long ago, Aquas… #starfox

Fortnite KD Rattical showing KD Rattihole.

I'm a simple man I see fortnite furry bait and I draw. Yet another WIP this time KD Rattical.

The air swirls with magic.

Full Color for Final~

[ CW: #vore ]
Cover for Girl Dinner vol 2 I''ll have at cons this year💜
#OCs | #furryart | #nsfw

Juno’s taxes get audited 💸

Husk n Vide.

The stuff of nightmares

if you’re in the gym with me and you hear loud rumbling from the floor above you, i promise it’s not from weights slamming on the ground 😉

art by @funnilizerd.bsky.social !

Help a guy out?

I drew a Zurgo at work uwu

“Venom Vandal got killed off already?”, you reply. “Wow. These fighters don’t last much, do they?” “It is fight to death every week”, says Rokash. “People like when you fight long. But too long, and no death? People get angry at character. They stop believing. They want to see you die.” Rokash gives you a wide grin. “But is a lot of fun, when crowd really wants you to die! You have to, eh… a bit of one thing, a bit of other, what is the word?” “To balance, you mean?” “Yes! Thank you. So yes, no Bloody Buccaneer, no Venom Vandal. Now? I am not big character. Small fighter with no name. But next month? I get a good one. Maybe. We go in circles, so crowd doesn’t know.” “I see, I see.” You lean in a little closer to Rokash. “And, the costumes you wear. Do you get to keep them when they retire the character?” Rokash gives a hearty belly laugh. “I know what you ask! You are not the first. No, I do not keep costume. But, I have to owe a favor to a friend, then I can borrow. I do it sometimes.” Rokash leans in closer. “So, mister librarian, what do you want me wearing? You ask about Buccaneer twice. You have a thing? For pirates?” You nod, nervously. “I can get it, yes. You can sleep with Buccaneer if you want. BUT! The vest, another character will use it soon. It is difficult to ask. I will need to do big favor for friend. So you need to do big favor for me. All I ask in bed, you have to do. Good deal?”

Before you can answer, you hear the familiar sound of the bell ringing again. “Gentlemen, the third round of dating is up”, says the bartender, once again rattling the leather bag. He pulls out your marble first. Then he pulls out the second one… “Hm. The gnoll.”, grunts the bartender. “You were already paired up.” He rattles the bag again, and pulls out a glass marble with an orange core. You look to your left and see the short, chubby goatman waving at you across the bar. You turn to say goodbye to Rokash before you get up to start your next date, surprised to see a concerned look on his face. “Think about deal, Taro”, he says. “That little man. Be careful, yes?” You look back at the goatman. He's casually nursing a drink while looking in your direction with an unassuming expression. He gives you a wink. POLL: How should Taro approach the last bachelor? >With caution. Simply walk over. >With curiosity. Wink back.

Speed dating at Blacktusk Inn - Part 11
The winning option in part 10's poll was:
>"So... do you get to keep your old costumes when they retire the character?"
Originally posted on Patreon in December, we're currently on part 15.
www.patreon.com/nanoff

🦎Modo fanart from Goat the Movie! He's ICONIC!!!

If we reach 100 likes in 24 hours... I'll upload the animated version the following week! 👀

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Illustration of the Highwayman from Darkest Dungeon, gender-bent. She is shown mid-combat on the Old Road, a smoking pistol in one hand, a dagger slick with black blood in the other. Her coat is flowing freely, exposing her toned abs and shoulders. In the distance, the silhoutte of the ruined estate looms against the setting sun.

"Welcome home, such as it is. This squalid hamlet, these corrupted lands... they are yours now."

The Highwayman. A Fem-Darkest Dungeon series [1/20]

#art #fanart #fantasyart #darkestdungeon

Illustration of the Bounty Hunter from Darkest Dungeon, gender-bent. She is shown mid-combat in the Weald, throwing the grappling hook towards the viewer with one hand, brandishing an axe in the other. Her armour is slightly fragmentary, exposing one of her legs, a flexed bicep and a small portion of midriff. Long black hair spills from underneath the helmet. A wild fungal growth sprouts profusely from the ground and fallen tree trunks.

"She will lend you her wicked talents... for a price."

The Bounty Hunter. A Fem-Darkest Dungeon series [2/20]

#art #fanart #fantasyart #darkestdungeon

Illustration of the Arbalest from Darkest Dungeon. She is shown in an aggressive pose, her crossbow aimed high - tense in the anticipation of a shot. Her muscular arms are spilling out from underneath the breastplate. She lets out a war cry, sound and stress emanating outwards. In the background - ruins of a church, half-sunken.

"Confidence surges as the enemy crumbles!"

The Arbalest. A Fem-Darkest Dungeon series [3/20]

#art #fanart #fantasyart #darkestdungeon

Illustration of the Hellion from Darkest Dungeon. She is shown performing the Barbaric YAWP move, holding her axe high and shouting to the side, shattering the stress crown with the cone of light representing her yell. Her hair is a long, flowing flame, matched by her voluminous skirt and loincloth. She is exceedingly muscular and marked with scars, with thick abs, a meaty thigh - and an obscenely ripped arm.

"Continue the onslaught! Destroy. Them. All."

The Hellion. A Fem-Darkest Dungeon series [4/20]

#art #fanart #fantasyart #darkestdungeon

Illustration of the Houndmaster from Darkest Dungeon, gender-bent. She is shown while taking a swing with her blackjack at the floating alien crystals from the Color of Madness, her Irish wolfhound following closely by her side. She is wearing a sleeveless tunic with a small cape, thigh-high socks and boots. Her rippling arms and meaty thighs are on full display. Idk she was supposed to be merely curvy and perhaps tomboyish but I just kept going.

"Back to the pit!"

The Houndmaster. A Fem-Darkest Dungeon series [5/20]

#art #fanart #fantasyart #darkestdungeon

Illustration of the Grave Robber from Darkest Dungeon. She is strutting confidently through a cemetery among cracked and skewed headstones and monuments; a ruined chapel is visible in the background. She is wearing a sultry corset, stockings and thigh-high boots; her long coat slips from her shoulder. She tips her hat with a throwing knife, while holding a bloodied pickaxe in her other hand. Her head is surrounded in a double halo - stress both gained and healed.

"Avarice slips unseen into the catacombs of the mind..."

The Grave Robber. A Fem-Darkest Dungeon series [6/20]

#art #fanart #fantasyart #darkestdungeon

Illustration of the Abomination from Darkest Dungeon, gender-bent. She is shown at the onset of transformation into her bestial form, unable to contain a contorting, covered in sickly green veins, hideously muscular arm erupting from underneath her torn cloak which she struggles to hold onto. The rest of her body is similarly half-changed: one horn here, one leg there. Her torso is bound by a thick corset of heavy chains with multiple padlocks, but a single link - in the bottom left corner of the picture - has shattered.

"Cornered! Trapped! Forced to fight on!"

The Abomination. A Fem-Darkest Dungeon series [9/20]

#art #fanart #fantasyart #darkestdungeon

Illustration of the Flagellant from Darkest Dungeon, gender-bent. She is shown in the middle of self-flagellation, scourge raised high above her head, screaming to the heavens in masochistic madness. Her chiseled body is riddled with deep scars. She is wearing a long, belted, raddled skirt that threatens to slide off her hips, as well as a bloodied hood held together by a spiked collar. The stress halo encircles the entire composition.

"Reeling, gasping, taken over the edge into madness!"

The Flagellant. A Fem-Darkest Dungeon series [10/20]

#art #fanart #fantasyart #darkestdungeon

Illustration of the Plague Doctor from Darkest Dungeon. She is shown within the Sanitarium, an iron-bound cell door looms in the background. The woman is standing upright, holding a syringe dripping with sickly green fluid in one hand, and a steaming flask of a similarly noxious liquid in the other. Her arms are peaking with chemically-induced muscularity; brutal veins criss-cross one of them, while the flexed bicep of the other is tearing through the woman's mummy-like wrappings. A steadily growing leg threatens to burst out of the trousers; abs and nipples poke through the fabric.

"The blood pumps, the limbs obey!"

The Plague Doctor. A Fem-Darkest Dungeon series [11/20]

#art #fanart #fantasyart #darkestdungeon

Illustration of the Occultist from Darkest Dungeon, gender-bent. She is shown while using the Abyssal Artillery ability, with a wall of tentacles descending from the heavens (?) all around her. Her arms are raised in ritual, biceps almost involuntarily flexed; above one of her hands hovers a shrunken skull with a violently flaming candle. Her coat is thrown open, rendering her practically topless - exposing her chiseled, muscular torso. The stress halo around her head is regular and measured, and everything is under control.

"Behold! The abyss is made manifest!"

The Occultist. A Fem-Darkest Dungeon series [8/20]

#art #fanart #fantasyart #darkestdungeon

Illustration of the Antiquarian from Darkest Dungeon. She is depicted while exploring the Cove, surrounded by several writhing tentacles. She is trying to fend them off with her censer, the billowing smoke cutting across the picture. She is trying to gasp for air, tugging at her scarf. Her coat is thrown open, exposing her chest. A flurry of coins escapes her satchel.

"Terrors may indeed stalk these shadows... But yonder - a glint of gold."

The Antiquarian. A Fem-Darkest Dungeon series [7/20]

#art #fanart #fantasyart #darkestdungeon