I think lolis are not the primary topic of gurochan, allthefallen.moe is way more specialized on that but it has not much besides lolis and politic being discussed people have next to no interest in anything else.

finding a place where people are not focused on lolis but also allow them to exist is probably only pixiv and here.
everywhere else it is either only lolis or no lolis

That's sad lolicon are hated even on 4chan and pixiv has been deleting a lot of loli art.I guess learning nip
to use there forum are the only good
option left since I don't want to derail niche hobby boards

>>15909
I don't find 4chan to be hating lolis. /a/ still loves them, and /b/ still has loli threads.

And Pixiv hasn't been deleting loli art as far as I know. They've just been cracking down on stuff on their paid Fanbox platform, as far as I know.

Anyway ATF has already been mentioned, so I'll mention another: LAH (Little Angels Hentai, at https://lah.li).

some more of their works

it would be really cool someone could upload/link more of their works

OP here. Found it! It's The Wicked Adventures of Michelle Lavender. Feel free to delete this thread.

Okay I've been looking for a manga. It starts of with a group of bandits raping a girl. Then the mc comes in and kills all the bandits and also kills her. He might of killed her first and then the bandits. Later in the story the mc is getting hunted by a group of bounty hunter. They fight him and then one of the female bounty hunters is eaten by a plant. Also I think they mc is looking for his father and has a brother and he fights with a sword. The setting was in a desert I can't remember. Please tell me the title if you know.

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Brie woke from a pleasant dream that had already been forgotten, leaving behind only a feeling of having achieved something great. She checked her surroundings; found that nothing had been disturbed, and relaxed. She had been sleeping on the pile of cushions in the corner of the room. Michelle had been with her, but now she could see that her friend was staring out the shutters. She had put her skin back on, and had not noticed that Brie was awake. Brie quietly got up and attempted to sneak up on Michelle, but stealth was hard when you had a noticeable limp. Michelle snapped round, seen Brie, and relaxed.

“Jesus Brie, don’t do that.” Her eyes were red. Brie apologised, coming closer.

“Something wrong?” she asked. Michelle stared. “You know what I mean”.

“I’ve been up a while. Didn’t sleep well. I guess…all this…” Michelle pulled on her loose skin for emphasis. “It’s hard to believe this isn’t some crazy dream".

“Oh, Michelle, I know it’s tough, but we’ve got to be strong now.” Cooed Brie, cupping her friend’s face with her good hand. “We’ll get by, somehow. Me, you and Becky. We’ll find her, promise.” Michelle said nothing, still brooding. Brie kissed her on the cheek, although she knew Michelle could no longer feel it.

“I hope you bring this along with you.” She said, playing with her friends face, pulling it up so that the eye holes were now on Michelle’s forehead and the mouth over her nose. Michelle tried to reply, but it came out muffled. Letting go, Brie laughed as Michelle tried to readjust her face, before giving up and pulling it down, leaving it hanging down past her neck.

“That took ages to get looking good you know. And to answer your question…can I? Like, physically how could I? Just drag it around? Won’t that look a little suspicious?”

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“So…any requests?”

Becky was laid out on a pair of tables that had been pulled over into the centre of the room. She was naked, and didn’t seem particularly bothered by that fact. Her breasts were easily the biggest of the three, and perhaps there was a quiet sense of satisfaction in that. She didn’t actually seem nervous at all, considering what was about to happen. She considered the question, rolling her eyes in thought. Then she shrugged.

“Nah.”

“Really?”

“You seem to know what you’re doing. Actually, I’ve got one request…”

“Yes?” asked Brie, who was already holding her scalpel.

“No repeats. Wearing matching outfits is a total no-no, even now.”

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It had been a few days, and the whole “escape” part of the plan had taken something of a backseat.

Sitting cross legged on the mattress, Brie considered the past few days. A lot seemed to have been learned while doing not a whole lot. For starters, there had been the first cooked dinner Brie had eaten in ages. Eating Becky’s newly superfluous breasts (with a side order of arm, because there was good eating to be had on a human arm) seemed a fantastic idea, using the criteria that had come to dominate the previous week (“Is it hot?”). The kitchen oven and microwave had long since stopped working, but they had matches and plenty to burn. They had sat in the gloomy basement of Malone’s, roasting human meat over an open fire, still coming down from the heady heights of their orgy. They held hands, smiling and giggling at each other-3 survivors in the city of the dead.

It turns out that breast are mostly made of fat, and that they don’t actually taste that good. Brie and Michelle had tried their best to be game about it, but there was just no escaping the fact that tits were not great dinner. Becky was actually a little offended at first-“My tits are the bomb! What the hell, you cut ‘em off and now you don’t even want them?!”-but she too had to admit that it wasn’t a premium dining experience. The arm and rib meat went down much better, much to Becky’s relief-it seemed embarrassing, somehow, to be considered untasty.

Feeling fuller and happier, the group had went to bed, and Brie thought about herself and her friends, and how they were still alive after all they had been through. She had a theory that she didn’t want to believe-that they were in the midst of turning without realising it. How else could they explain their increased durability and resistance to pain? She twirled her entrails with her finger as she through, as if she was subconsciously proving her own point. They may have suffered outrageous injury…but they were still acting human, right? Brie certainly didn’t think her mentality had changed much; she was still Brie, and her friends were still her friends. Maybe more than friends now actually, but the point stood. It was a puzzle she was simply unable to solve at that moment, and she had resolved to bring it up with her friends the next day. After they discussed their next move, which was very important, obviously.

They spent the next day fucking.

They spent more than a few days fucking, actually. Other priorities just seemed to take a backseat. It was hard to focus on making more cunning plans when two naked, perverted, wonderful freaks of nature were making eyes at you from across the room. It helped that they no longer seemed to be in immediate danger. A zombie had once gotten in through an unlocked backdoor, watched them standing around in the main room talking about something or other, then turned back around and left. After reprimanding Michelle for being careless-she had fessed up to peaking outside once, out of apparent curiosity-they had carried on their merry way. Zombies just weren’t a big deal anymore, such was the plan’s success.

As an aside, Michele had confided in Brie that the truth to the unlocked door was grimmer than she had let on to Becky. The night before, she had heard a consistent scratching sound from somewhere in the dark. She almost left it alone until she heard a low voice moan, and realised that it was coming from inside Malone’s. Investigating alone so as not to panic anyone, she discovered that Ol’ Pat had reanimated in the cupboard, and had been trying to get out. She had wheeled the old man outside, near the entrance to the nearby national park, and simply left him there.

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Brie and her friends sat side by side in cold leather chairs, cloth bags over their heads and hands cuffed behind them (Becky had her remaining hand tied to the seat). They had been told not to talk, and frankly they weren’t going to oppose the armed goons who were currently holding them captive. How long had they waited? It was hard to tell. It was probably only a few hours, but it had felt both an age and an instant since that door had been kicked down. They had been in no state to escape or resist-the mysterious soldiers had bagged them on the spot and led them into a waiting vehicle. After that everything was a blur of anxious waiting, with the occasional barked order. It was morally crushing. Just when it seemed as if a little order had been established, control had been wrestled away from them. It had seemed as if they had conquered the undead city; now they were prisoners.

Brie didn’t hear the stiletto footsteps echoing through the room, but she did hear a confident, feminine voice speaking to the guards. Then the bag was removed, revealing an impossibly white room, about the size of a large office. In front of her, a large black chair sat behind a desk, facing away from her. Besides a few stray pieces of paper, the only thing on the desk was a keyboard and no visible screen. Everything gave the impression hard and unyielding-even the florescent lights seemed to buzz aggressively.

“So sorry for the wait, girls. Had to get all the dull stuff out of the way before I could see you.”

The voice came from behind the chair. Brie looked around at her friends, who were doing the same. Brie spoke first.

“Who…who are you? Where are we?”

“What do you want?”

“Are you going to kill us?”

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>>15826
Oh my god THANK YOU !

>>15827

Kys fag.

mad respect to you for using references rather than just copying the typical anime art style. medical gore is a great place to start, but in my experience you get a lot more from the image boards of shock sites! a lot of them have been shut down, but theync consistently posts high quality photosets with different kinds of injuries in a variety of lighting. color picking directly from pictures is a great way to familiarize yourself with what the body looks like until youre confident in your ability to choose a color scheme.

but mostly comfort drawing gore is going to come from practice! using real gore as a reference is going to give you a big advantage, but its still a learning curve. this might be presumptuous but if you have any examples of your art id be happy to give you some feedback! good luck!

I don't think that using realistic gore as reference will work well in this situation. drawing needs some level of stylization and it does not need to be realistic.
You should be able to find some drawing tutorials on pixiv or just use drawings of other artist as reference or maybe anatomy book pictures should be good too.
But either way it will be interesting to see results of your work

i have to respecfully disagree- stylization follows study! using real graphic gore isnt necessary, but if youre looking for a level of realism that warrants looking at medical gore i think its worth taking the extra step. itll take a while to refine that knowledge into the sexy anime art style thats popular on these boards, but when you get there youll have an understanding of your subject that gives you confidence and your drawings depth.

tutorials and studying guro you like are, of course, great ideas. but i find its very helpful to study the real thing!! attached a sketch so hopefully give myself some credibility. best of luck!!!

Intermesting, as I see on kemono fanbox comments looks like he never posted second part or deleted it quickly after posting as the mega folder where it should be was empty. there are just few preview pictures
I wonder if anyone got it.

I have a same problem