I’m still planning on doing some kind of song bird play. Years ago I started on a fox play pic but only finished the huge tree that would have been a part of the scene…

I don’t have a future as a landscape painter, obviously :p
Rambling writing trying to add depth or personality to a character for Shadowrun.
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The ember of Prinz’s burning deepweed shone red in the omnipresent dark of the alleyway. Rain, or something very similar to rain, poured from Uptown overhead.
Like a furnace grate opened, Prinz exhaled a long ribbon of multi-colored smoke from his luminous, scarred mouth. It wafted up to meet the rain.
Falling angels, rising demons.
Another year I’ll fail to do a Krampus picture.
This time because they’re releasing a movie in December that looks entertaining.
To me, “talking dirty” is the height of tedium.
wtf happened to the reply button…
Oh bugger, its novel writing time.
Then you’re really going to dislike the final version :p
Why the hell do freakishly dressed children keep knocking on my door‽
This is only of concern because I am on the sixth floor and they’re on my back patio and I am not sure how they got there.
Why the hell do freakishly dressed children keep knocking on my door‽
Bob Ross marathon, bitches!
I’m a little suspicious about my invite to this year’s Halloween party - they want me to come blindfolded and then play the piano for the evening…
Are satyrs/fauns a thing in Shadowrun? Do they wear pants?
Bunsen Honeydew and Beaker slash is wrong.
Because Beaker can’t say no.
Looking for uncommon folk story collections that are NOT the Bros Grimm and are also in English. Harder task that it initially sounds.
New Laird Barron books announced!
*does a crooked little dance*
Are ya ready for ‘em, M?
Found a book today in a shop called “Heavenly Bodies.” Its about Catholic saints and the cult of relics (ie, finger bones, etc).
Clever title is clever.
Computer game where you travel the apocalypse ravaged landscape looking for bois and toys to take home to your brothel and put them to work with their unique skills.
Partial credit goes to thecoyotekid.
The sequel is called Fox Hunt and involves a boy in fox-play bondage gear fleeing hunters who want to fuck him, dogs who want to fuck him, and trying to survive outdoors.
Knowing the target audience, however, I doubt games would be long… “Take me now!”
@misterchristianx I was actually taking a break from writing when I came upon this post, and I can’t tell if it’s ironically hilarious or slightly disheartening. Cause I’m writing a fic on almost exactly the same premise as that Fox Hunt idea. Except on a much larger scale. Do great minds think alike, or am I just uncreative?
I remember first reading about a fox-play scene with associated dogs and hunters in a porn story in 2005 or so by Istari Olias. I doubt it holds up to my first read through, but the whole story series really impacted me and my perceptions of kink.
It also set an impossibly high standard, which is why I can’t be aroused by erotica. :p
I want to do a series of Polaroid photos. Either crime scene photos or from a “collector”
I blame browsing through Dino Valls art books again and the detached eroticism he applies. Intense faces.
My latest Ambien adventure involves buying eight different art history books online while asleep.
My subconscious is profoundly refined.
They’re all used editions, which is something I hate buying because I obsessively clean and preen my books so they look nice.
My subconscious is miserly.
I know its heretical to say this, but I really disliked New Vegas. I know that was a different studio, so I’m tentatively looking forward to 4. I enjoyed parts of Skyrim.
I keep wishing for a new STALKER game. That’s my style of post-apocalypse fun. Less goofy camp and more counting every bullet and jumping at the slightest noise.
My criteria for wall art and statuary is “is it creepy.”
Well, I’m the only person at dressed like it is the future and all my students look at me with more confusion in their eyes than normal.
impioussaint replied to your photo:Bewbs. I’m doing awful tonight XD
/me locks the absenthe and ether away.
Too late! The little green fairy has visited me.
I’ve been thinking on this one a lot. I really like the idea. I’ll hate myself for attempting it just on account of the complexity of the poses >_> but I may do it all the same.
Last night is proof that the right pen matters :p I found my old pen and used it by accident - so everything came out wrong.
It is the pen of sorrows.
Its been a really long time since I’ve drawn pony play. Largely because there is so little I can do with it that hasn’t been done to death. Hoof shoes, trotting, pulling carts, riders, etc.
(I have a deep-seated need to feel like I’m drawing something original, even if it really isn’t :p)
I’ve been reading a book on Eadweard Muybridge and found a photography sequence he did on an amputee boy walking, climbing into and out of a seat. Its very unique documentation.
Its also put me in the mood to draw something amputee… (which is also a frequent request)
Goddammit. My new roommate, the Creeping Fig, smuggled gnats into the condo.