Wow, when the old site went down I honestly thought this place was dead for sure. But it appears this new site's been up since...september?

Now I feel kind of stupid. And to make up for lost time, I'm posting everything I've posted in my art thread before in one go. And also allowing requests. (Nothing too gruesome please)

some good belly punch pics

Masochistic Girl who enjoys bdsm and self harm.
How’s my art? I’m still a beginner but I’ll get better once I keep drawing :)

Pardon me cuz i dont pick up girls/bois as well as ya all here

But is it okay to store and learn art here ..mostly foreshortenings lel

Pic: a violin holding pose
Close enough

Mostly learning to draw

I hope for your guidances

My old thread:
https://www.gurochan.cx/art/res/14872.html

decided to drop these here

Unfortunately I forgot to add some gore elements in this album, but if someone still enjoy that I will be really appreciated ;)

It seems like the thread we had disappeared because of the recent hard drive problems that occurred on the site.

As always, you can access the gallery here:
https://exhentai.org/g/995299/12ef29f146/

I'm gonna post it all back, it's worth it.

i like this kind of stuff but my drawing shucks

I don't really know how to post on here but I make lots of art so I figured I might as well eventually post. Just bear with me.

Do like this drawings ba Bernd Sadet?

new drawing

Stuff's not finished, but you get the idea..

Let me know what you think! I like ideas too.

I may finish if you peeps really like it, but I'm reaaallly bad at finishing things I start..

It's been forever (years!) since I last posted here, so I bring stuff that I haven't posted on the net (or maybe some) some is personal art other are commissions. Hope you like.

The World of Bones is a harsh reality where humanity is little more than prey for the myriad of creatures with monstrous appetites. Mankind organises itself into small villages and tribes that scrape a living out of the feral forests of teeth and blood. Only their evolved ability to rapidly breed allows their kind to flourish in the deadly wilderness. A girl grows up knowing with certainty that she will one day meet her brutal and gruesome death at the claws of of a towering Histscream, live impaled and roasted at the hands of a rival tribe, or impregnated by a parasitic Grey Stalker, whose offspring devour their hosts slowly from the inside out. A young woman's highest aspirations here are to find one of the rare males of her species and to bear and raise as many of his children as she can before she is ripped screaming from this world. If she is exceedingly lucky, and gives birth to one or more male heirs, she may be rewarded by a compassionate lover with a swift beheading. In the world of Bones, death is a constant daily companion.

Elizabeth was taking two of her many daughters on one of her daily gathering trips into the village's local forest.
Melissa had journeyed with her mother on this relatively safe exercise many times while growing up. For Cassie, however, it was her first time, having only just completed her ritual of ascension that marked her as one of the adults of the village, and subject to their responsibilities. Cassie wore her hair in pigtails that hung over her cute freckled face. As they approached the watering hole, Cassie's fresh young eyes darted around looking for signs of danger in the unknown. Elizabeth and Melissa walked over to the crystal clear lake with a practiced confidence.... unaware of the new danger that had grown in their safehaven.

In the last moments before the Venus Mantraps sprung their ambush, Cassie's eyes fell on the bloody remains of the last villagers to pass this way; reduced to a pair of grinning skulls by the shoreline. She screamed and spun around as a slippery tongue wrapped around her mother's unaware neck. hoisting her into the air. Elizabeth gurgled out a muffled shriek of surprise as her eyes widened in abject horror. Her legs kicked in unladylike panic as she dishonoured her ancestors by letting a stream of warm urine project forth. Pissing yourself in your death throes was considered an act of cowardice, and was enough to have your name stricken from any historical records you may have achieved.

Melissa

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