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Pan Niña
@floralvindicate.bsky.social
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I'm just vibin- minors dni

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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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akiraraikou.bsky.social
Soft belly practice!
January 30, 2026 at 3:31 PM
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kingofdawn.bsky.social
Aetherium Luxombra adopts i made and sold on my discord
January 28, 2026 at 3:08 AM
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sumiaou.bsky.social
cherish your friends
Year 2022: Five furries are drawing together. The appearance of the characters are dictated by their artist's style. Sharp, swirly, monochromatic, bold, iridescent. Some are focused on their canvases. One is puzzled. Another is frustrated. A spectrum of struggles across a little group. A community. "Group draw time.." "Barxen's shapes are always daring and knife-sharp. I can tell it's him at a glance." "Mikyun's the opposite. Soft and quiet like he is. He doesn't realize he likes swirly shapes.." "Denden group up on comics and Newgrounds and that influence shows. His work is living nostalgia." "And Tivo's wanting to make webcomics. Her unique style's got it cut out for her. I haven't seen anything else like it." Year 2023 (the year genAI models came out): Sketch shows up to the group draw with the only one showing his work. The other furries have vastly 'improved' in their 3d forms, yet despite their different upbringings and inspirations/influences, look.. the same. They are not drawing. Sketch: Y..you guys don't want to draw with? Barxen: i actually can't screenshare. just something weird about the RX 9070 and Discord.. yeah. Mikyun: oh,, my computer just can't support saving timelapses for some reason.. it just completely crashes and dies,,,,, Denden: IM ACTUALLY AT MY FRIENDS GRANDMAS HOUSE AND LEFT MY USUAL SUPPLIES AT HOME. FOR FOREVER. AND MAGMA DOT COM GIVES THE GRANDMA SUPER SEIZURES. Tivo: 4k artstation twokinds beautiful high detail-- sry!! my cat was on my keyboard >_< and no
January 29, 2026 at 12:05 AM
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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
i miss you creamsicle...
a simple pin-up sketch starring creamsicle, a beloved ice cream fox and my own original character. she's the sort of heartthrob you spot in passing at the mall, or in line ordering a mango sunrise from the local smoothie shop. tall and striking, sprouting a styled skyfall of pastel orange and off-white. behind her, a fan of fluffy tails, like rays of the stretching dawn. her nails are long and manicured. her lips are invitingly glossy. her skin tanned to a sumptuous lacquer through a lifetime of beachside sprawling. beneath a striking iris of verdant olive green nestles the light constellations of white freckles. and dangling off her navel; a golden piercing weighed with a heart. her soft cock relaxes atop an apricot thong, hairless and shimmering. she's awash in a tantalizing sheen, buttered up with body oils and smelling of banana leaf and coconut. everything about her screams an indulgently expensive lifestyle. one that she's happy to share with another, should they earn a place by her side.
January 28, 2026 at 9:32 PM
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kingofdawn.bsky.social
Art of my Altan and @norazda.bsky.social 's Musa
January 28, 2026 at 10:30 PM
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kikissh.com
a *lot* of you are following this fucking whackjob on ig and twitter
klamv.bsky.social klamv 🪻 @klamv.bsky.social · 2d
A lot of people have already mentioned it but this is the artist
January 28, 2026 at 6:58 PM
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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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philiatrix.bsky.social
Rosie with Sord
January 27, 2026 at 3:57 AM
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jellygay.bsky.social
Murky - Saint Mesa

Perfect for Gloom (it’s even on their playlist)
January 26, 2026 at 7:01 PM
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akiraraikou.bsky.social
Savage South Rogue! 💛💚
January 26, 2026 at 12:55 PM
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pointyears.bsky.social
Apple Flavored
January 26, 2026 at 5:31 PM
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sunnsuto.bsky.social
📝Hot Desking (4/14)

Blitzø is scheming something...

story by @artexian.bsky.social and art by me~

#stolitz #stolas #blitz #hotdesking #HelluvaBoss
January 26, 2026 at 7:50 AM
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kingofdawn.bsky.social
Cania Azulion, Princess of Clan Tenebra of my Luxombra species along with her family!
#luxombra
January 25, 2026 at 5:38 PM
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kikissh.com
Hello, my friends! ♥️🙏🏼✨

I need a big push toward my goal today. I am out of food/rent is due on the 1st. I need at least 800 before then. Today i need enough to get groceries which would be about 70-100.

Meet also Sylvester and Mad Maxine! I'm currently caring for them. They both still need (1/2)
January 23, 2026 at 9:09 PM
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glacierclear.bsky.social
every so often i get the nostalgic urge to redraw the bittersweet candy bowl cats. was about overdue for it.
January 25, 2026 at 2:04 AM
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yazhands.bsky.social
Back to doing commissions! This one's a great one to start with!
#commission #draconic #dragon
January 24, 2026 at 1:42 PM
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rougerogue.bsky.social
“Cant sleep… i’ll just have a quick look at my phone”
Lord of the rings: Merry looks into the glowing palantir orb… and screams
January 22, 2026 at 4:21 AM
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akiraraikou.bsky.social
Patreon request! ❤️

#ocart #requestart #fantasyart
January 23, 2026 at 5:42 AM
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glacierclear.bsky.social
smoke 'em if you got 'em.
tw; drugs, weed
a two-part image depicting a before and after encounter between mod and her guy pal. she casually suggests a relaxing night for her friend, involving a bit of weed and fast food. he's worked hard all week, and she believes him deserving of some indulgence. his eyes are wide, perhaps intrigued or oddly touched by her suggestion. fast forward to a couple hours later, and they haven't moved from the couch. a bag of food sits as their witness, observing them both as she kneels and slurps down his cock. he's got a joint dangling off his lip, and his wavy, red hair appears mussed up and disheveled. he wears an expression that leaves nothing to doubt—he's high, he's thoroughly blissed out, and he's in no rush to go anywhere. he very lovingly lifts a bundle of her hair, neither as a way to push or pull. he simply wants an anchor to her presence. "you've had a hard week at work...let's have ourselves a night in." "thiiis was a GREAT idea..."
January 22, 2026 at 11:09 PM
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glacierclear.bsky.social
ok deadlock i now want to play your game
January 22, 2026 at 11:39 PM
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glacierclear.bsky.social
just been informed deadlock has a cajun vampire guy 🫡was nice knowing you all . goodbye.
January 23, 2026 at 12:40 AM
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kikissh.com
Chat & Commission with @radimudio.bsky.social ✨ | MIC ON | !lurk !socials !vgen
www.twitch.tv/kikissh
kikissh - Twitch
Chat & Commission with RADIMUDIO ✨ | MIC ON | !lurk !socials !vgen
www.twitch.tv
January 22, 2026 at 11:30 PM
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glacierclear.bsky.social
apple pie doesn't approve of vulgarity.
our sequential story opens with a nameless, scruffy man skewed against a chair, bemoaning his empty belly with the emphasis of an f-bomb. apple pie—a stalwart woman with glossy, marmalade hair—wears a mild expression of disappointment, and approaches to admonish his choice of words. he initially laughs it off, even teasing her for such an antiquated viewpoint. she then towers above him, dimming him beneath her shadow, and the atmosphere darkens into something foreboding... 1. "man...i'm so fucking hungry." 2. "you shouldn't use such vile language. it's rude." 3. "haha, isn't that a little old fashioned? you gonna make me bite a bar of soap? 4. "something must be done about your filthy mouth." his discipline begins. to ensure he understands the wickedness of his own mouth, apple pie plants herself upon his tongue and cleanses him with her own essence. she looks placidly determined. sweat leaks from her skin, and the man lays recumbent and enthusiastically obedient as he swallows all she deigns to give. serpents of autumnal tails swish and sway, revealing glimpses of his pleasure between the vibrant oranges. in the upper right corner, a closer reveal of her methods. her freckled flesh parts for him, drizzling over his chin and accenting the air with aromatic honeycrisp and cinnamon. his tongue peeks between landmarks—the jut of his jaw and the brush stroke of hair above her clit. maybe after a bit more time, he'll have learned his lesson and cleaned up his act. or maybe this is just the start of his education.
January 21, 2026 at 11:20 PM