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Mid 20s | He/Him | ADULTS ONLY NSFW furry, fantasy, kink, and gore art, primarily T4T other darker artworks may go here for organization's sake

[this story is like campy hot dungeon keeper, it being tropey, over the top, and generally homosexual is the point] A man who, due to the circumstances of his life, struggles with making major decisions for himself or expressing much in the way of conventional personhood. He's been taught all his life he only needs to follow the command of the strongest person that'd tell him what to do, and, as it happens, his human general simply did not measure up against the dragon lord of the dungeon to whom he is now unquestioningly loyal. He speaks very little unless he reasons it practically necessary or is when asked to, it's possible he finds the act mentally straining.* Though can be told to take care of his body and cleanliness above the absolute bare minimum, unless told to, he frequently doesn't, leading The Bramble King to conclude, that though he can upkeep himself on his own, he would benefit from help. Curiously, Atlas seems to have no similar issues when helping others with such tasks. Bramble King's thing as always, is, to make the residents of his dungeon live a more comfortable existence whatever that might mean exactly, and this guy is no exception. For the time being, he offers Atlas a role of being useful in a way he's familiar with, as the archetypal scary muscle, while slowly figuring out what could be done for his troubles with and antagonism towards the concept of free will. The only long-term technically human resident of the dungeon. The King's theory is that he would have to somehow make this man "human enough" to have any hope of actually corrupting him into a monster if such a thing is even possible. Though truthfully he's a fine addition to his collection as is. Adventurers however, typically do not think he is human, just that there's something they're missing that would obviously tell them otherwise. After all clearly no human is that strange, right? Atlas as a character is a sort of meditation on the disabled-coded brute trope as it …
several drawings of a large, fat, muscular, hairy trans man with a scary vacant stare in his eyes. he's non-op but his large build makes is somewhat ambiguous. he's wearing spiky bdsm armor
the bramble king disappeared into the darkness leaving the sword behind, a sharp reminder of his mockery reply with your preferred option: a. begrudgingly take the sword [strenght+1 when equipped] b. reject the sword. maybe those fists do pose a challenge
The bramble king lifts the princess[?]'s chin I certainly wonder if you're gonna be any good. though, if you disappoint me, least we get some monster puppies out of you, that's a perfectly good use of a princess, is it not?
the loser's body, naturally, is at stake. yours or theirs, it's only fair.
the sword appears in his hand and is thrown on the ground in front of the princess[?] a distateful clang. a piece of shining, yet unmarred by blood and grime blade, thrown to him like scraps to a dog. "can't imagine your fists alone pose any challenge, this would at least make it look like you're anything to worry about"
a sword is thrown to the princess[?]
oh, but my subjects are bored, and just a hole to fuck alone won't solve it
"It would be too clean, would it not?" the dragon smirked. "A scary older man, takes our poor pure and chaste princess for wife, tragicly corrupting the sweet young thing?" he shook his head, crowned with horns. "that's letting you off the hook too easy, no? practically what you were raised for, almost proper. dreadful." "no, I rather this place drag you through the mud before I ever touch you"
don't get ahead of yourself, boy. though your kingdom's gift of a bride is appreciated, I've no interest in taking one for myself
"is it these?" the figure asks, lifting up a flimsy bra to reveal a bare chest
the figure laughs "and what might you looking at, eh, handsome?"
the monstrous thing standing over him was undoubtedly the bramble king a strange, perverted thing of legend, a vile serpent in human skin out to corrupt the land and its people, the master of the subterranean network growing like a tumor underfoot the princess[?] had entered and succumbed to.
A monstrous trans man stands over the camera in the view window of an rpg interface. the text box reads "ill be taking this" referring to the crown he's holding, taunting our player character. the player equipment grid shows the princess[?] in a state of undress, his dress pulled aside to reveal his breasts and his underwear pulled down.
faux loading screen that indicates "the story continues in a quote post" the dress damage and the missing crown are reflected on the little running sprite word on the wind section reads - taking on more than a mind or body can handle requires recovery and may have unintended consequences
a strange claw reaching for it...
the princess[?] crown on the dungeon floor
he allowed his quivering body fall uselessly to the floor
we can now see, despite it being a strap-on, cum is streaking down his thighs. perhaps that's what the magic sigils do. his crown is nowhere to be seen.
now that he thinks about it, it's strange, isn't it? why would anyone forbid something so good? he could get pregnant, sure but who gave a shit? besides, had he cared about this body, body that's brought him ire mostly, he would've ensured otherwise. as it stood though, he cared not.
there was something so fitting about this. because of how he looked and his poor manners he was often accused of this and that by his family yet reaped no benefit of actually doing it. he should've done this long ago. maybe then, had he been more used to taking something inside him, this would've been even better, but it was good. his fingers were always too tired to continue after he came and yet this thing keeps going.
the princess[?] is lost in pleasure, making a truly obscene facial expression, drooling over the creature's hand and moving his hips. his crown seems to be slipping off of his head in the chaos and is missing on the inventory screen...
the monstrous shadowy figure[s?] of a werewolf fuck him relentlessly, his dark brown eyes visible through his bangs for the first time. he's looking at the viewer, his body on full display as the dress gets more torn, the creature's hands grabbing his arm and sticking fingers in his mouth while he's fucked from behind. The straps of the harness of the creature's strap on seem to have more curious sigils on them..
the cock is now fully inside him, his head pushed down. one of the heart containers on the ui is now halved
a strap-on grinds on his pussy, on its side some mysterious sigils...
a monstrous hand now slips inside his pussy, making sure he's nice and prepared for what's to come.
the princess[?] bent over by a monster, his head pushed down by its furry claw, his pussy on display with his underwear pushed down.
a mock "loading screen" saying "the story continues in a quote post" with a little running chibi of the princess[?] and a tips section that says "word on the wind - some gifts received in the dungeon are not without cost"
same image without the text on screen.
But not stopped The art now depicts a shadowy wolf-shaped being emerging from the darkness, placing one claw upon the princess's shoulder, pulling down the top of his dress with another. He stands there, for the time being unmoving.
so, when the darkness enveloped him, his steps may have faltered,
after all, unlike the rest of his life, the princess[?] chose to be here.
...or so he would tell himself.
he spent most of his life like this, it would be no different.
it was not particularly difficult to raise his head and walk straight ahead, disregarding everything going on in his mind.
the princess[?] walking on attempting his best to project the dignity and confidence he was supposed to be taught.
the tunnel down is incredibly dark but the princess[?] does not care to turn back. reply with your preferred option: a. proceed with caution [perception] b. feign confidence [strenght]
same image without the text
a monochrome old school dungeon crawler interface greets us with an introductory message "grown entirely too sick of the royal family's endless rules and demands, having only been left with mere scraps of agency here and there, a lone princess[?] stood in front of the dungeon entrance's maw. in an act of pure contempt for every value of the nobility, the princess[?] sought the very thing promised by the tales to taint this body of his as much as possible." in the main viewport you see a character in a white dress torn to reveal the thigh and lingerie of the character, on the side equipment grid you see him in that same dress that seems to showcase his large chest exceptionally well, you see a sliver of a nipple poking through the incredibly low neckline. What you do not see is his face behind his long hair, it also seems to be shadowed over. Body - 6/6 Mind - 6/6 2 STR 1 PER 0 CHAR nothing in inventory.
three sequential doodles of neapolitan the trans unicorn girl, first on her knees leaning forward to where her hands are tied up, an unseen person's hand grabbing her tail as her speech bubbles say "question mark" and "h-hey, wait-" she mutters "that's embarrassing" as in the next mini panel the hands are feeling up her cheeks and crotch. In the third doodle her back is arched in pleasure and her tail is standing up, as well as we see her blushing face, slightly drooling as one hand slips inside her under her leotard and another is feeling up her chest through her shirt. Whoever the hands belong to remarks "so cute" and asks "feeling good?" to which she only has a speech bubble with an exclamation point. unseen figure smugly calls her a good girl.
really quick doodle of a mass of tendrils loosely held together within a shape of a men's double breasted suit, wearing a mask with an eye on it. the tendrils sink into the floor as if a part of it
two panel sketch comic showing neapolitan the unicorn girl whimpering "oww..." under a book shelf that fell on her but thankfully is largely uninjured. in the second panel you see a pair of shoes, a petticoat, and a tail of a girl standing over neapolitan in the foreground. Nea appears to have had only now spotted her, surprised and tense. The mysterious girl muses "Almost feels like the place got a mind of its own, isn't that right?" with "a mind of its own" highlighted in red text.
Neapolitan who is an ice-cream colored flatface anthro unicorn trans girl seems to have gotten tangled in a pink ribbon with her hands tied in front of her face and legs immobilized in a kneeling position her dialogue reads "ugh, I'm not getting out of these at all at this rate... what was that noise?" what she might be referring to, is some sort of inhuman shadow cast in the foreground by something unseen background wise, she seems to be in some abandoned european building, peeling wallpaper and rotting rug on the floor. on the wall there is a painting of a bird in a cage who's accepted her fate. Neapolitan is lit by a single harsh beam of moonlight from a circular window. You cant see anything outside, only a milky-grey fog
Irl image of a black horse with an ornate abstract floral pattern shaved into the body
reference for Neapolitan the humanoid unicorn with expressions, fullbody front view, a sitting down frankly very ass-centric pin-up-ish pose for the back view, expressions and a little scuffed pixel art sprite just for good measure neapolitan is a flatface bipedal unicorn girl covered in short brown fur with white-pink inner thighs and presumably belly. her lower leg fur is a darker gradient, revealing light cloved feet underneath. her horn is light, her ends of long ears are dark with light hair inner hair tufts. she has a long mane in a loose half up half down style. she is wearing some kind of bunny girl styled outfit with a brown base piece with a strawberries and flowers pattern on it and a white fancy ish blouse with arm cutouts on puffu sleeves. into her furn a similar to the main piece pattern are shaved decorative patterns of strawberries and flowers. her color scheme is meant to resemble the ice cream naturally main text block reads: - hypothetical sleazy horror rpgmaker game protagonist, one of those with lots of bad end cgs that are lowkey kink art - projects elegance but loses composure and gets flustered, startled, or scared easily - kind of a mess really just works really hard to conceal the qualities she considers uncharismatic in some way - unicorn opinions haver naturally, she is not a horse!! strenghts: thoughtful, introspective, driven, sweet when she trusts you, intelligent, if you give her time to think anyway weak points: prideful, strubborn, cold to strangers, socially anxious, has trouble thinking under pressure top of image notes are a trans flag, she/her pronouns, therian symbol and a unicorn silhouette with her features, text under that says hormones + species affirming body mods. there is a character design note a bit lower that says she has a small chest but uses chest padding for her outfits. theres also an aside that reads "girl why you so ears" height note reads 171 cm or 5 ft 7 inches
same artwork with hopefully better contrast for some screens
sketch of reference for Neapolitan the humanoid unicorn with expressions, fullbody front view, a sitting down frankly very ass-centric pin-up-ish pose for the back view, expressions and a little scuffed pixel art sprite just for good measure main text block reads: - hypothetical sleazy horror rpgmaker game protagonist, one of those with lots of bad end cgs that are lowkey kink art - projects elegance but loses composure and gets flustered, startled, or scared easily - kind of a mess really just works really hard to conceal the qualities she considers uncharismatic in some way - unicorn opinions haver naturally, she is not a horse!! strenghts: thoughtful, introspective, driven, sweet when she trusts you, intelligent, if you give her time to think anyway weak points: prideful, strubborn, cold to strangers, socially anxious, has trouble thinking under pressure top of image notes are a yet uncolored trans flag, she/her pronouns, therian symbol and a unicorn silhouette with her features, text under that says hormones + species affirming body mods. there is a character design note a bit lower that says she has a small chest but uses chest padding for her outfits.
in progress sketch of a reference for Neapolitan who is a cute and elegant unicorn trans girl
neapolitan the unicorn expressions, neutral, concerned, sad, happy, shocked her eyes are only open for the more extreme expressions
an incredibly darkly lit piece of a monstrous werewolf with a torn off arm in partial armor, dragging a two handed sword with one arm towering in a narrow dungeon passage its injuries seem immaterial. its pinprick gaze is fixated on you. youre unsure if its alive, but what you know, is that its about to hurt you. badly.
the original fullbody color sketch i did of neapolitan on a whim a while ago with no particular plans for her as a character
A digital artwork of Salem who is the character of username w0lfertinger666 who is a trans wolpertinger boy in alternative style clothing. His character design emphasizes his open transness with visible dewlap, large chest, and wide hips. he is resting his arm on his cool ass sword, his bat wings flap idly and his thick dragon-like tail coils around restlessly. He has a slight smile. His hair is in done up in purple dreadlocks and the bottoms of his paws are lightened, establishing him as a black-coded furry. his overall color scheme is pink, purple, and cyan. The strap of his corset top had slid down but he is comfortable and seems generally unbothered by and uninterested in the fact. his shorts are unbuttoned for more comfortable wear with his belly. dude is literally just hanging out.
Digital artwork of Sangria who is a fantastical bug anthro character design originally made by username squeakitties Sangria is an upright creature with four limbs and a bug abdomen, the colors are red, orange, yellow, and green reminiscent of tropical fruit, Sangria has orange fluff around her body that grows juice pearls filled with excess nutrients from her exclusively fresh fruit diet there is a color scheme next to her stylized like a citrus fruit bc i just think about colors too much and thats what a color wheel looks like to me
scribbly thumbnails of the start of some alien bug x humanoid lightly medical kink adjacent thing. the bug is sluttier with More lab PPE on by the way