Sinister

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36, Bi, I like to draw stuff, nsfw pieces inbound. 18+ only.

A shelf of graphic novels and manga, identified lovingly as "Lowkey for Furries."
Broop, the greenthumb, kneeling to check on a flower.
A modern drive-thru window with a screen, overgrown with something between two pale bushes, illuminates the night. There is a person on screen, a smile begging for your attention. The windows behind the drive-thru displays an assortment of smears and hand prints from the interior side, probably not a good idea to dine-in.
A salmon '74 paperback copy of Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë, The Manga Bible by Helen McCarthy, the first four volumes of Pluto by Kurasawa and Tezuka, and MW by Tezuka (lucky to find the hardcover!)
Sketch pg1
A park ranger stares at you while quoting jrpg song lyrics. "I know that yourre hiding things. Using gentle words to shelter me..."
Some loser holding up an Americanized plus ultra variant of monster energy (tasted like crap) in front of a pop'n music cabinet.
A spire of light flows into the night sky amidst the concrete landscape.
.Hack//SIGN op.
Markus Glassfoot, only a few months older than Arnold Glassfoot, stretches his back and arms with a grunt before stating: "Bro's missing. Gotta Jet." He wears brown overalls with a green utility belt and a bored expression on his face. "Wuh?" His friend and local doctor of Osteopathic Medicine, Mitchell Kernsten (Mitch to his friends), wakes up from his quick nap. He weats blue jean shorts, a white tee, and one of those trendy forward-facing single sling backpacks. He is also cradling an orange sports bottle. Two of their friends, Alex on the left and Kyle on the right, play an old fighting game. The frustration is clear on Alex's face as Kyle taunts him to play better. I and T: SAT Testing arc, chapter title page (WIP)
A lizardbro and a roo stand in an empty baseball field, lizardbro managing to finally throw his first curve ball; a Frisbee Curve. The roo behind him, the ever supportive boyfriend, encourages the lizardbro as well as gently reminding him of their current financial woes. "I-I threw a [Frisbee Curve]!" "Niiice. We're still broke, babe."
Foxy (P1 colors) warming up his reed in his mouth while examining his instrument.
"At that point, I decided to erase my own existence. For if I disappeared, so would my memories. I turned my will against my very own being in this world."
A sign promoting "Bolognese Udon"
King Prasenajit, the Ex-Pro wrestler turned king of Kosala.
A pile of manga; four volumes of Tezuka's Buddha, the complete The Mountains of Madness manga, and the first volume of Planetes.
Aggripa, the graveyard shift attendant at the local rental store, approaches towards the employee breakroom after hearing a loud scream; firearm lowered but ready. But, no matter how careful or quietly he may advance, the part-time employee has already been marked as prey by the thing behind him.
"Gyro! Is he eating like this every day?!" "These are roast beef sandwiches!" "My God! They've even got eggs and onions!" "They aren't poisoned."
On a exterior of a skyscraper, Robo Sinister dodges a swing from his creator as the robotics engineer boosts backwards on his jetpack to avoid a counter attack. Another sunset paints the backdrop. Both of them are smiling, clearly enjoying the back and forth.
A large shark and an old wolf exchange words over an old fighting game. "This is some BS, bro." "Learn to parry, dude."
Elden Ring DS.
The Foxophonist serenading the world with his performance and sound.
Cyberwuff glaces upwards at you from lane 7 as he gives his bowling ball a smooch.
Jank, looming over you wearing his green blazer, button up, purple striped tie.
Arnold, one of the youngest in the Glassfoot family, leers at his opponent as he performs his own brand of Shadowstep. He brandishes at light blue longknife in one hand, and a single strap shortbag in the other. He wears red accessories which decorate his wrists, waist, and neck as well as a tattered camo t-shirt and khaki pants with a black leather belt fastened with a gold buckle.
Catoblepas, surprised after decades (maybe centuries) that a group of SeeD kids from the far flung past has arrived in his chambers. He lounges with his arms behind him, wearing a purple tanktop with the words "paid by the decade" on it and a render of Behemoth from Chocobo Dungeon 2, and greyish-blue shorts. He is sat next to a pocketstation.
Sammy Salazar is Tommy Tallarico. OK.
My doggo, Prince, using me as his pillow.
Two thieves loom over the aftermath of a violent bar fight; one large rat berates the other smaller rat: "You're always so fucking messy." The smaller rat smirks and responds with a simple "Yep."
A family of thieves reacts to the proclamation that one of them, a sibling ratbro, will bring his brother back. "I will take care of the "Influencer" and bring brother back."
Sans, the skeleton, on a black hoodie giving you an SMTIV smirk.
Decker from "Go! Go! Hypergrind" wearing sagging black pants with a yellow stripes on the side, wristbands, red + white skate shoes, and holding his board. He stands before a Zumiez storefront.
Matthew, the lead guitarist, running a dress rehearsal before an important performance, as a gaggle of groupies (who paid off the bouncer) looks on in awe. Ray looks on from backstage to enjoy music as well.
Pg 2, Two individuals, a large feline and a smaller feline, having a short conversation: "Hey, how's my favorite thief?" "You're the thief here, not me." The bigger feline chuckles, saying "Bro. You steal more agency from THOUSANDS as an "Influencer" than I can as a "Thief" lifting coffers." The smaller feline says nothing, staring forward.
Sad sharkboy with a ripped up sleeveless shirt, blue pants, and a purple, single strap backpack. He looks back at you with mixed emotions.
Arcade ending of Art of Fighting 2 (level 8 difficulty), showing a then younger Geese Howard; his butler saying "Rub him off, got it."
A raccoonbro, donning a green cap, a white graphic tee with the "Jaleco" logo on the front (now in tatters), and blue jeans, stumbles back in fear from... something. The bro is scared and the look is clear on his face. The setting sun paints the scene in dark yellow and orange.
Byakko, as seen in that new Yu Yu Hakusho gacha game.
A sad scientist asks you: "It;s just a job. Right..?"
Sydney Bronson (?) in a black muscle shirt, dark khaki shorts, black and white wristbands, and a black cap looking up and calling out to his best friend.
Professor Teresa Rose (Ibara) ordering four XXL pizzas for her family from Longhener Pizzaria.
Sinister rocking a red "Unlimited Saga" tee and some shorts.
Reptilian bro rocking a red tee, backwards grey cap, and black shorts bangs on a bathroom door (one still missing a doorknob) desperately with his arm and tail; yelling: "HEY! I NEED TO PEE!"
A ghost visits an overworked artist buring the midnight oil.
Lenny, the cat thing, gets a rework. New glasses, unexplained wiring draped over his visage, same old asshole influencer.
Save the date reminder for an "8:00AM VN release date" Pfft.
The title screen for the best multi-planet, award-winning, on-rails shooter experience: Death Crimson
Redraw of some really old fanart for @/b00rad's past comic.
An elderly and irritated Incineroar crosses his arms and scolds Gage, telling him to stop whatever he's doing.
Nameless groupies gazing up at a performer with a wide variety of expressions; simple enjoyment, awe, wild jubilation, and happiness.
"I'm just a little person One person in a sea Of many little people Who are not aware of me I do my little job And live my little life Eat my little meals Miss my little kid and wife"
The guy who hasn't told you their name yet notices something and gives you a smirk.
A dusty and tattered "Heff's Barbershop" cap from years gone by.
a night hike sudenly becomes a pub crawl with a wolfbro who's buddy-buddy demeanor clashes starkly with the catman's expressionless face.
Two cousins sharing a moment at a resort neither of them could afford, even together. The older cousin chiding the younger for his choice of name, stating "Sinister? That's a dumb name." The younger cousin simply replies "Thanks, Manong."
Dakota, the binturong, relaxing in the rec yard with a deck of playing cards.