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Freak
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draws art sometimes, 25+
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playzholder.bsky.social
Miss Pauling
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February 14, 2026 at 11:19 AM
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eigaka.bsky.social
February 14, 2026 at 8:39 PM
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bikupan.bsky.social
I'm sorry I will never live up to my anal potential. It's just not a hole that inspires me
February 11, 2026 at 5:46 PM
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thesupervillainpjs.bsky.social
i love evil wrinkly old pointy women

#art #oc #MOM
February 11, 2026 at 8:13 PM
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troppart.bsky.social
🤓
February 11, 2026 at 3:31 AM
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welwraith.bsky.social
Some hefty Ava

#Ava | #OCs | #NSFW
February 7, 2026 at 11:34 PM
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cheekers.bsky.social
Pillow Jasper comm I had a ton of fun with!
February 8, 2026 at 4:49 PM
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cheekers.bsky.social
A handsy Jasper/Famethyst commission for @yellowdiamondpizza.bsky.social ! 🧡💜❤️
February 7, 2026 at 1:07 AM
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bbeiex.bsky.social
more johnjade creampie for @GreenSelkie >:3!!

#prospitcest #johnjade
November 4, 2025 at 3:49 PM
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glacierclear.bsky.social
February 5, 2026 at 6:44 AM
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thehoeartiste.bsky.social
Pomni and Ragatha shenanigans
October 21, 2024 at 11:48 AM
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vibrantrida.bsky.social
she tried saving the company from bankruptcy
February 2, 2026 at 8:20 PM
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vee-eks.bsky.social
February 3, 2026 at 6:56 PM
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glacierclear.bsky.social
it's a full moon...........
a monochromatic sketch illustrating an intimate tryst between mod and her hairy companion. they're thrusting steadily, while one hand pins her down. their fingers are spread out, with noticeably sharp fingernails jutting at the tips. their other hand rests tenderly across her ass as she rocks with the weight of every push. the mysterious figure is large, burly, and strong. a wide chest and thick legs. their skin is decorated with enticing layers of hair, most concentrated on their lower belly. both are slick with sweat, and mod shows a soft smile awash in bliss as she watches their hips meet in a lover's tempo. something's different. mod's face mutates into startled confusion, as hair bursts from every pore on her partner's body. thick puffs of it sprout from their chest, and their nails sharpen to deadly points. their pelvis nuzzles against her ass, and one can gather the transformation doesn't just stop at the groin. the beginnings of a tail wriggles from the base of their spine, curling parallel to mod's toes. the change is nearly complete. mod's eyes are spread wide open, overwhelmed as her insides stretch to accommodate this new development. her belly is bulging, and her formerly human friend now wears a new coat of fur. their hands are large, gnarling into beastly paws that hook and dig into her pliant flesh. their tail wags behind them, reassuring the viewer that while their transformation might be alarming, it poses no threat. even if mod might be walking funny tomorrow. slowly, very slowly, they begin to pull out. mod trembles and shakes, her eyes rolling back at the effort required to dislodge. her friend feels a similar sort of exertion, as their claws bend and dig, grounding themselves in her person after such a demanding experience.
February 2, 2026 at 5:16 AM
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welwraith.bsky.social
inka never lasts more than 30 seconds

#Inka | #Biro | #Stylis | #OCs
January 27, 2026 at 8:00 PM
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welwraith.bsky.social
Take care of your Zebstrika

#Pokemon | #Zebstrika
February 1, 2026 at 5:35 PM
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glacierclear.bsky.social
based on a comment i got on the other post, i just had to draw it.
our story opens in the research lab—a hub for studying the everchanging zombie virus, and carrying out the meticulous research required to counteract all its myths and mysteries. mod is under-dressed, clad in only a crispy, white bodysuit, goggles, and a standard face mask. her coworker is wearing a full, industrial-grade hazmat suit. they're hard at work (or hardly working), and it seem mod has a case of the hiccups. ordinarily, it would be a mundane affliction. but in the midst of an all-out zombie apocalypse, it was a symptom. her coworker eyes her steadily, his mind already bracing the grief that comes after. he questions her. pointing out her suspicious ailment. she pauses, for just a moment, and then seems to unravel. she swipes a hand across her jaw, her blushing face visible even through layers of medical protection. her mouth is concealed, but you don't need x-ray machinery to tell it's a massive, shit-eating grin hiding just beneath. without guilt, she lies. "HYUP!" "...you all good over there, agent? been hiccuping an awful lot." "oh yeah. i ate a bit too fast during lunch. those military rations really do a number on your throat, don't they?" through the power of flashback, the truth is revealed. a conspiratorial meeting over lunch between her and georgie. she has him backed up against a brick wall, sequestered away in some semi-private cranny of the base. she's knelt at his feet, one hand gripped around his cock while he flails uselessly above her. he has no idea what to do with his hands without computer screens and militarized gadgets to keep him productive. she's teasing him. stringing him along off pretty words and hungry lips. mod taunts him cruelly, with no intention of providing relief. and the poor boy can't take it. he grabs her head and sinks himself down her throat, much to her zealous surprise. was this her ploy all along? to dangle that carrot on a stick just long enough for the rabbit to grow teeth? who can say. he rapidly humps against her face with wild abandon. it's futile to try and stop himself. it feels too good, and she's clearly eager to endure his enthusiasm. georgie isn't being quiet. any bystanders are probably getting an earful of whimpering man-slut. but they're probably used to it by now. no point in intervening, lest they incur the wrath of commander mod. "c-c-commander... please... q-quit teasing me! i-i-i-i—i'm g-gonna go crazy!!!" "don't cry, baby boy. didn't they teach you an ounce of discipline in basic training? just be quiet." "i'll suck you when i fuckin' feel like it, alri—" "HOOMPH!!!" "i'm sorry! i'm s-s-sorry! i c-c-can't do this, i can't!!! i—ah! ah!!!" "nnngh! ngh—ah!! ohhhh my GOD."
January 29, 2026 at 8:44 PM
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glacierclear.bsky.social
was testing a new brush and it just turned into tf for some reason
January 30, 2026 at 8:52 AM
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glacierclear.bsky.social
mod ass i posted on patreon a whileee ago
a black and white solo pin-up of mod. she's stood upright, glancing over her shoulder with a soft, unreadable expression. wisps of hair fall in gentle curtains across her face, and her arm is set in a poised and inviting angle. her hand balances on her hip, and a bundle of fabric pools at her ankles, revealing bare cheeks subtly pushed out for the viewer. one might assume the viewer has walked in on something private, or has taken her by surprise. but the casual lean of her body makes it clear she has nothing she wishes to hide.
January 31, 2026 at 7:19 AM
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glacierclear.bsky.social
love bites in the post-apocalypse.
a two-image sequence featuring georgie from quarantine zone, and our titular heroine, mod. the scene opens with georgie dressing himself within the communal space of the security zone, pulling an army green shirt over his torso. we see glimpses of marks adorning the map of his skin—healing bruises on his neck, and dental imprints on his tummy. it appears someone, or something, might have tried to take a chunk out of our boy. his fellow survivors are shocked, alerting him to his grim situation. but he quickly deflects, attempting to defend himself against the accusation. mod sweeps in before he has a chance to explain his predicament, snatching the shirt across the remainder of his body, effectively hiding the evidence. she wards them away with a direct threat, and not-so-subtly implies the source of his injuries may have nothing to do with the threats lurking outside their walls. rather, it has everything to do with the threat lurking beneath his bedsheets each and every night. "georgie?! you're bit! you're fuckin' bit, man!!" "n-n-no! i-it's not— it isn't what you're thinking! i just— w-we were..." "you say a word about this to the major, and i'm feedin' you to the zombie, you hear?" "let the guy get a bit of action, alright?"
January 28, 2026 at 8:07 AM
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glacierclear.bsky.social
werewolf sex on patreon and substar <3 will post it in full next week or something 🐺🥮
January 27, 2026 at 2:06 AM
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rizdraws.bsky.social
Fern
January 26, 2026 at 6:24 PM
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xenopavilia.bsky.social
im in my freak era idgaf anymore. im just gonna draw siscon and dubcon and everything else i like and be happy forever
January 26, 2026 at 9:20 PM
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allanchorsaweigh.bsky.social
boppin' bappers, whappin' whoppers, moggin' milkers...
January 25, 2026 at 10:31 PM