Photo from the back of a woman operating a blue dragon puppet. It has layered fabric scales with metallic paint on the tips The wings have gold glitter and a piece of gold fabric along the top edges. One top of the head is a crest of feathers made of the same gold fabric. It has yellow eyes and pointed teeth. The woman wears a dark blue dress with stars embroidered along the bottom, and a halo-like crown.

Avian august piece. I was experimenting with ways to render feathers that didn't take eight billion years. Came out decent.

It was a street, just like the many Kaelan had seen in movies and series, though this one was barren of rushing cars. It stretched beyond what his eyes could catch, going into hiding amidst the fog. From large cracks surfaced all sorts of greenery, completely ignorant of the faded yellow divider lines in the highway. As an appealing landing strip, Kae dipped down from the sky, unfurling his rounded tail and lowering his legs. He braced for the landing, and despite his care to not go too fast, he still felt his right wing crashing with something, putting him out of equilibrium and sending him skidding along the pavement.

A moment for recovery was enough to have him up and going again. He looked up, eyes widening at the creaking sound behind him. He turned, the cacophony of groaning metal and wood making his feathers stand on end, even more so with the tapping rain. A power line lazily angled down, every degree accompanied by the horrible whining. It finally came to rest on the bushery of one of many trees that lined the street. Kaelan sighed, glad to not have broken anything himself, and just hoped he hadn’t cut the electricity to some distant town.

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Ok, about time I start posting some stuff here I guess :P

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Reposting, distribution, commercial or non-commercial use of this work is strictly prohibited.

For darling feathers.

My fursona, Timelapse's ref sheet.

Name: Timelapse

Species: Velocirabbit

Pronouns: She/Them

Likes: Rainy Weather, Horses/Donkeys/Penguins, Vaporwave/Retrowave/Win XP Aesthetic, Video games (RDR2, Skyrim, Watchdogs, Pokémon, Assassin's Creed, Animal Crossing, Saints Row, FNAF, there are more but I can't be bothered to list any more)

Dislikes: Really hot weather, onions/cooked mushrooms (tbh, there's too much food I don't like to list here), large crowds, heights (Well, the idea of falling from said heights.

Extra Details: 3 fingers/toes on hands/feet, 4 feathers on hind legs, X marking on back, she has no eyelashes, appears to have fur but they are covered in fine feathers similar to that of the Silkie chicken, triangular tongue is a light blue colour, really long rabbit like ears that are floppy at the ends, eyes have vertical slit pupils.

A commission for @ConnerWithARailgun on DeviantArt

Letting out an exasperated sigh, Luna let herself flop onto her bunk, burying her face in her pillow. After going to the gym for a record-making five minutes, she had already given up. It wasn’t that she was too weak or too lazy to make use of it. On the contrary, it was the opposite: she was far too strong for her own good!

Ever since she and her crewmates had encountered that cloud of strange radiation, Luna’s muscle mass had been rapidly growing. Hell, in the first week since the exposure, she had grown from a moderately athletic woman to being on par with most bodybuilders, and male bodybuilders no less! Standing around 1.85 meters tall and weighing in at 115 kilos, she was built like a tank, something that she was equal parts impressed by, and embarrassed about, especially since the amount of fitting clothes she had was decreasing by the day.

Putting aside her self-pitying, Luna crawled back out of her bunk and stretched. Maybe the weights being so light was just her imagination, so another round at the gym wouldn’t hurt, right? Giving her arms a quick flex, her eyes widened as she watched her softball-sized biceps bulge, faint veins appearing along their peaks. If she could easily lift more than her bodyweight, she resolved to herself, then she’d have to replace her entire weight set before they’d become light as feathers in her grip.

Sadly for her, most of the lighter weights were, in fact, light as feathers. Every one she tried so far felt like nothing in her grip, though she could still feel her arms pump with each disappointingly resistance-free rep. Still though, all that was left was lifting that barbell, and silently praying for a challenge, she wrapped her hands around it and started to lift. Her biceps swelled up and her thighs surged with beef as she hoisted it off the ground. Her pecs pulsed and her lats flared out as she brought it up to her chest. It was still quite easy to lift, but by now, Luna was lost in the feeling of her muscles pumping with power. Veins twitched across her body as she lifted it higher and higher, and with a roar of victory, the barbell was soon over her head. But then…

*SNAP!*

Luna could feel her face go scarlet as she felt the air brush against her now exposed chest. It was one thing for her to casually hoist up 170 kilos worth of weight without even breaking a sweat, the fact that her sports bra snapped thanks to her wing-like lats was something else. Her pecs throbbed with power as she gingerly placed the barbell down before she snatched up a towel as fast as she could, her face beet-red as she could feel her muscles pulsate, hungry for more might. Sure, it felt incredible to feel her muscles ripple when she did that, but her modesty is going to be ruined if she keeps busting out of her clothes like this!

I really liked this one, it reminds me of frills and feathers a bit.
The Podoserpula Pusio!

**Originally Created On:** February 3rd, 2022

A bit of a smaller upload today, but another finished WIP nonetheless! This is Tucana, the youngest member of the Southern Birds (Phoenix’s dance group). Primarily under the care of Pavo, Tucana likes to imitate a lot of the different styles of the other members, but favours baton twirling herself. She can catch it in her beak or balance it on top, or catch it in the folds of her wing feathers. She’ll perform for anyone who asks, but still has to practice with her group of course! Would you watch her dance if given the chance? :)

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The constellation symbol for Tucana was originally designed by Denis Moskowitz and released to the public domain. https://www.suberic.net/~dmm/astro/constellations_t.html

King among birds, who embodies silence better than the owl?

The above image depicts a horned owl, done in pencil with a photorealistic style. This piece was intended as a texture study and used a photo for reference. Written text in the image reads: "owls are velvet/ diffuse light/ radiant feathers"

Illustration for Pisq
Many many feathers were made in the making of this piece :>



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[Another Revenge Attack](https://artfight.net/attack/4609582.feathers-of-fire) against Willow. I can't even believe she'd just try and hit me with two attacks at once like that. Can you image? [Check out the second one](https://artfight.net/attack/4129422.deino)!

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To: mamawillow(https://artfight.net/~MamaWillow)

Character: Gecko (in ToyHouse)

A recolor of a phoenix character I made a while back, solely because I like blue and green better than red and yellow.


Done in stream last night: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M0LVxk5QvSs&t=10s


[ID: A color sketch of an anthro phoenix, done from the torso up.  The character has an eagle's beak with long head feathers, and is colored in green and blue with a black shirt. /ID]