#snaggle

[crittercup]

omo the bori for snaggle@bsky!

[atapi]

artfight attack for snaggle! theme song: Chrono Trigger: Burn! Bobonga! (youtube)

WE WILL FEAST FOR ETERNITY

[worms-for-brains]

Revamping one of my older CoD ocs.

And before someone gets their panties in a twist, he ties his hair back or at one point had to shave it. (+ a fuck ton of gel)

He mainly is a close combats melee fighter but does like using sniper weapons sometimes. If you couldn’t tell, he was born with a dental deformity. It could’ve been ‘fixed’ but it doesn’t bother him or anything so he just let it be. Plus he thought as a kid it was the shit (still does).

[space-salaman]

[g] Double Oni Encounter 🤙

[g] Double Oni Encounter 🤙 Prism surprised them with this pressure points technique. Characters design wip from arantii.bsky.social #spaceRARt #scalie #art #dragon #oni #sleepy ~ ~ ~

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[the-plush-bin]

New collar for da boy

[dracononite]

they went to lesbian mcdonald's 🍔🍟

featuring my oc Buffy (right) and cherryelms on Twitter's oc Rudy (left) - both use she/her pronouns!

[artofjain]

take this,,,,, idk,,, im very tired uwu,,

[zeesqueere]

Got my commission from @sunshinemage and I couldn’t be happier with how it turned out!

Nergüiyn Qamar, his animal companions Alizeh and Snaggle, and even his ship The Roc and its ragtag crew of dunesailors are all from my semi-abandoned wip that I have since made into a D&D campaign setting. Exerpt below:

“Is there a reason we’re turning into the approaching dust storm?” Alizeh jeered telepathically as she preened her plumage in distaste.

“Would I ever steer us wrong?” Qamar shot back, loud enough to send Snaggle burying deeper into the neck of his vest. “Actually... Don’t answer that.”

“What’s even the point of going this way?” she asked pointedly. “All that lies that way is—”

“Thlaht-Rawat,” Qamar finished for her. “We’re heading for the Skull of the Desert. If we’re lucky, we’ll reach the city’s outer ring by dusk.”

“That’s a fool’s gambit,” Alizeh argued. “There’s not enough luck among these sands for the ship to reach there before light-fall.”

“Then it’s a good thing I make my own luck,” he just grinned.