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Chasing the Phoenix 4: Awakenings

(Explicit, really)


Smoke, the trundling sound of windmills, dust in the air

 

Talashar finished packing up her things.  It was time to find a new place to live.  Thunder Bluff was beautiful and she loved the tauren, and she had lived there for many years, but she realized now that she was clinging to the past.

 

She made the bed that she and Xistla had shared on so many occasions, and swore to herself that this was the last time.

 

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Vertris's picture

Delayed Gratification

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There is one thing that people just don’t get, that they just do not understand. What is this thing they do not understand? Allow me the pleasure of clarifying things for the simple minded. Innocence is not always a good thing in life. In fact, repulsive shame sometimes is the best option for those who want everything in a neat little bow.

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Desire

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I can’t say no to you…

Was it so hard to say no? Is it so hard to give into the pressures, the desires, the craving, the tangy anticipation, and the sweet pain? But I can’t keep giving into your desires! I remember, I remember, I REMEMBER!

Shadow's picture

The Closest Friends Leave the Deepest Scars

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Though far from being a superstitious woman, a deep sense of unease rippled through Aeria as she watched a crimson dawn rise. It was a deeper shade of red than normal, like someone had taken a bucket of scarlet paint and splashed it over the sky to blot out the lighter oranges and pinks. Curious that such a dawn had risen on the day of her dearest brother's wedding, but she quickly pushed it out of her mind in favour of the day's tasks.

Vinguld's picture

Svartja

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((And in the spirit of the CDev post and my week of sitting meeting with students and being intensely bored enough to draw.. here is the final Vinguld piece - at his most wicked. The eye colour is based on the released images of Wrathion in his humanoid guise. ))

 

((WiP Version here))

Sal

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Story after the break. Fair Warning: Read the Keywords, but repeated now that if you are EASILY OFFENDED OR SICKENED by certain keywords above, or of previous stories...


DO. NOT. READ. You've been issued your public service warning. Brutal Critique welcome (for purposes of instilling fear into future pieces).



*You’re being sized up by old eyes, a dirty hand touches you as if to beckon you over.*


Hey kid, what you in here for? I’m Sal. Vet of Cell Block Gryphon. What’s that you say? Oh, you wanna know ALL about Cell Bock Gryphon? Well, Ol’ Sal’ll teach ya ‘bout it.

Deacon of Discipline

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My knees finally are graced with reprieve from the endless percussion of sharp, rugged objects bouncing and snagging against them. The guards were dressed in comfortable leather attire, male humans who were not as built as I was, but their vigor was deceptively hidden. I peer at their insignias which are creased on the sides of their shoulders. An orange background with four silver stars, and a brick-red eagle with its wings arrayed in viscous flight. I could not remember who’s colors they were. The insignia was completed with a circle encapsulating the scene, its own rim a brilliant gold. “Where did they come from?” I wonder as I am brought before what appears to be another human, this one a female.

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Second Class Male

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WARNING - NSFW

"I'm tired of the males," said I,
"They're useless, daft and rude!"
For dealing with a clueless guy
Had rather wrecked my mood.

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Drak'shal

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Avaraelia sat on the strangely warm floor of the Dreadmist Den, legs crossed in a meditative position. Her eyes were closed, breathing steady as the Fel of the cave flowed both around and through her. Taking a small measure of comfort in the sound of another's breathing in the closed cavern, a small smile danced at the corners of her lips as she took a deeper breath than usual, memories of the last few days rising to the forefront of her mind in place of the information she had been given to contemplate.

 

Diana's picture

Dreamspeak

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Oneska's picture

[Art] Lust is in the Air

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Not like it's really too graphic, but there -may- be some mild exposure... Also, feel free to hypothesize who this belf might be!

 

 

Tavlo's picture

Little Sketches

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I've been wanting to do more "quick sketches" (usually my stuff takes months for me to finish) and I thought making a topic here would encourage me.  Basically I'm trying to experiment with drawing techniques, shading, painting, and getting an idea together with a minimal amount of time and effort.  This isn't at all how I usually work, so it's a bit of a challenge for me.  I'm going to be messing around a lot and there's going to probably be a lot of cruddy stuff, but what the heck.  I thought I might as well share.  =)

Vinguld's picture

Ambitions and Desires Sketch

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Hedonism, nihilism, self destructiveness... so many things about the notion of a club of angry youths in Dalaran that a man like Ythgar would feed and prey upon. Which of course lends itself nicely to a portrait with a number of elements of The Hunger and some other select similar visuals. It's as usual a pencil sketch. It needs colour. Flashes of hot spotted light, garish strobes, engulfing shadows, hints of textured decadent mysteries. I frankly don't do oils well. But I invite others to do. And yes, he's doing exactly what you think under that glass-topped table.

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La Leche [Art]

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Large image under the cut. Possibly NSFW. Mild nudity, breast feeding.

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