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I’m really cold right now… 😓🥶

How’s the weather where you are? Im freezing here, dreaming of hot sand and ocean views

Ashley model by: @mayosplash.bsky.social
and belongs to: @ashleycat.bsky.social
(fur made by me)

VA pack: @geministarsign.bsky.social
SFX Pack: @opennsfwsp.bsky.social

#furry #art #nsfw #furryart

Nixuelle, a grey house cat and Agent, a brown hyena, having sneaky sex in an alley outside of a punk rock show. Agent: "Huff! Quiet or we'll get caught!" Nixuelle: "Ngh! Nyah!" patreon.com/punkpega

A couple of punky boys rockin' outside of the show. 🤘
Commission for @spicyspots.bsky.social and @agent355.bsky.social 💕
#furryart #nsfw #pegaart

I want to eat it~ 🍴💕

Deer butt in tonight menu 😋

— Mother and daughter fighting —

— Where we going boss? 😏 —

Just a big bulky Northern Canis being led to what is likely his death~

He cares not, he knew this was going to happen anyways.

#furry #sketch #creature
#creaturedesign #artstyle

— Boio in mid/late 20’s —

Ma sweet kind Bo~!💕

#furry #sketch #sketch #boio
#characterdesign #art #mspaint

— Masked Bird Creature Concept —

Took a lot longer than I originally wanted but love this fella~! 💕

#furry #furryart #gothicfur
#characterdesign #avain

character growth or something.

Further information on why this could potentially be a whistleblowing feature for NSFW businesses, the comments on this post have been slowly whittling down the people who are affected/able to see/turn off this feature as "Only Business accounts in the United States".

...Which is telling, I feel.

Be careful wandering the back streets and winding alleys, else you may stumble upon a slender beast that might make prey of you~

@scottieman.bsky.social's Clauren

#oc #nsfw #furry

What a gift to be born. What a curse to realize what was born. Somewhere under all this— beneath the wrong face, the lying reflection, the body that doesn’t match— there’s still a heart. Beaten shut. Rusted closed. But wanting to sing anyway. Ugly. Not the soft kind people pity. The kind that makes them look away. Made with the off-hand. The mistake in the divine assembly line. All the beautiful music— love songs, promises whispered in the dark, the sweet gentle things— none of it ever landed here. None of it was ever meant for creatures like this. So take the scraps. Adorn in trash and glitter. Make something that shines out of what was thrown away. If nobody will love this, then give up on being loved. Don’t look back. Swallow the night. Become the thing that attacks. A wolf dressed in sequins and rot. The world is bizarre anyway. Might as well be the strangest thing in it. Maybe it’s not me that’s broken. Maybe it’s the world. Or maybe we’re both shattered and there’s no way to tell the difference anymore. Either way— living the same as everyone else was never an option. Fake the words. Escape into performance. Smile while the acid eats through everything putrid about this self.

Hold the bruises close. They’re proof something touched here. Loneliness is fuel for the quiet ones. The shamed ones. The ones who learned early that wanting is dangerous and being wanted is impossible. Close the eyes. Stay away, stay away. But somewhere in the back of the creature’s mind— a tiny desperate hope: Maybe God’s left-handed too. Maybe there’s a place for the mistakes. Maybe the off-hand creations get their own corner of existence where wrong becomes right just by virtue of surviving. Nobody is exactly what they seem. Not a single soul. The flowers bloom in mud. The creature shines in darkness. The world is pretty. Always has been. Even for the ones who don’t belong in it. Especially for them. Because if something this broken can still catch the light— can still glitter— can still *be*— Then maybe broken is just another word for alive. So shine. Not because it’s beautiful. Not because anyone’s watching. Shine because refusing to disappear is the only rebellion left. The world is bizarre. So be the strangest thing in it. And keep shining anyway.

— Made with the off-hand —

#writeing #queerwriteing

Aww thank you!

Just like me~ 💕

Yeah just funny is all~

What a gift to be born. What a curse to realize what was born. Somewhere under all this— beneath the wrong face, the lying reflection, the body that doesn’t match— there’s still a heart. Beaten shut. Rusted closed. But wanting to sing anyway. Ugly. Not the soft kind people pity. The kind that makes them look away. Made with the off-hand. The mistake in the divine assembly line. All the beautiful music— love songs, promises whispered in the dark, the sweet gentle things— none of it ever landed here. None of it was ever meant for creatures like this. So take the scraps. Adorn in trash and glitter. Make something that shines out of what was thrown away. If nobody will love this, then give up on being loved. Don’t look back. Swallow the night. Become the thing that attacks. A wolf dressed in sequins and rot. The world is bizarre anyway. Might as well be the strangest thing in it. Maybe it’s not me that’s broken. Maybe it’s the world. Or maybe we’re both shattered and there’s no way to tell the difference anymore. Either way— living the same as everyone else was never an option. Fake the words. Escape into performance. Smile while the acid eats through everything putrid about this self.

Hold the bruises close. They’re proof something touched here. Loneliness is fuel for the quiet ones. The shamed ones. The ones who learned early that wanting is dangerous and being wanted is impossible. Close the eyes. Stay away, stay away. But somewhere in the back of the creature’s mind— a tiny desperate hope: Maybe God’s left-handed too. Maybe there’s a place for the mistakes. Maybe the off-hand creations get their own corner of existence where wrong becomes right just by virtue of surviving. Nobody is exactly what they seem. Not a single soul. The flowers bloom in mud. The creature shines in darkness. The world is pretty. Always has been. Even for the ones who don’t belong in it. Especially for them. Because if something this broken can still catch the light— can still glitter— can still *be*— Then maybe broken is just another word for alive. So shine. Not because it’s beautiful. Not because anyone’s watching. Shine because refusing to disappear is the only rebellion left. The world is bizarre. So be the strangest thing in it. And keep shining anyway.

— Made with the off-hand —

#writeing #queerwriteing

My favourite quote to apply to AI generated schlock

Yeah, the cruelty of social media.

— Layed Back Boio —

Boio laying back waiting for his boys after a long day hanging out at his club.

#furry #sketch #sketch #boio
#characterdesign #art #mspaint

When a silly post about fucking your friends gets more attention than the artwork you spent way too dam long on~ 😭

So mean~ 😓

It’s not that other art accomplishments would be unwelcome, but it’s nice to have made that one art piece that went viral and go “ok, I proved that my art can touch people’s lives and now that that is out of the way, I can focus on making weird little niche things for myself.”

"So let us be tender with one another"

🚨⚠️WARNING TO NSFW ARTISTS⚠️🚨

Paypal is once again trying to trap and harm NSFW artists and their customers.
If you get this, do NOT use it.

DO NOT GIVE REVIEWS.

Paypal is looking for any excuse to lock your account and keep the money you have saved up.

wolfy breaking and entering (commission)

[ #furry #furryart #digitalart ]

Saw this on the other site and wanted to share it here. Furry artist ardwoof has been detained by ice for the last few weeks. here is the GoFundMe link their family/friends have set up to help with their legal fees:

www.gofundme.com/f/help-johan...

Oh that sounds awesome, love to see it when ya open to showing it~!!

YouTube video by Y Oslo Y Oslo - How to draw an orange, Mike Monteiro

One of the most powerful talks about art, connection, Ai and peaple I’ve seen:
youtu.be/zH2dFXDMwe4?...

The Matrix got it all wrong. The game's not convincing people that the world generated by AI is real, it's making them belive that the real world is generated by AI. This way AI becomes truely inevitable.