I’m spending a few days with my family, who I only get to see once every few years. They surprised me with a birthday gift by traveling all the way across the world to visit me.
I don’t want to miss a single minute with them, especially with my mom, so I haven’t had much time for drawing lately.

I hope you still remember me. I’ll be getting back into work mode very soon. New drawings, YCHs, and more are coming.
If you’re already itching to grab a commission, you can message me now and reserve a slot in advance: @taousdark
Things will get busy again very soon.

Don’t disappear, my lovely boys and girls.
We’ll see each other in the coming days of the new week. Get your stickers, reactions, and comments ready 😼

Btw no-hoodie… fuck. I love him.

Sorry not sorry, but I’m drawing a comic where he lunges out of the dark corner and just fucking rails a helpless Player1 into the ground😆😆😆

Honestly, polls feel kinda pointless when I already know exactly what you guys are after.
Call it fate.

So, I’m officially starting that Heartsteel Sett x Aphelios comic since I’ve been sitting on a plot for ages 📽

I'll be dropping WIPs and updates along the way.

Even though I can draw at Niizuma Eiji speeds when I'm in the zone 😼, knowing me, I’m bound to hit a snag eventually.

Also, I’m wrapping up a short L4D Hunter comic any day now - be ready for it! 😚

🩷 So… how many Valentines are we sending Dark this year?🩷

*commission*

Imagine this situation:

You’re alone in the moonlit woods, the air thick and still, when suddenly he steps out from the shadows like he owns the night.

This very big, sexy, hairy werewolf man towers over you easily eight feet of pure, rippling muscle wrapped in dense, dark fur that still lets you see every hard-cut line of his abs and chest. Thick black hair coats his pecs, runs in heavy trails down his ridged stomach, and spreads wild across his massive thighs. His scent hits you first: raw, sweaty man-musk mixed with pine, earth, and that deep, animal rut that makes your knees weak. It’s the smell of a real man who’s been running, hunting, and aching for hours.

His wild golden eyes lock on you - feral, starving, pupils blown wide with pure sex-hunger. A low growl rolls from his broad chest as he stalks closer, claws flexing, fangs glinting. You feel the heat pouring off him before he even touches you. Then it’s there…his enormous, wet, throbbing cock swinging heavy between his legs, thick as your wrist, veins pulsing, the fat head already slick and dripping precum in long, shiny strands. It’s burning hot, twitching with every heartbeat, the heavy balls beneath it swinging low and full, fur matted with sweat.

You can already taste the violence he’s promising: the way those huge paws will slam you to the ground, how that massive, slick cock will force its way inside you without mercy, stretching you open while he snarls and bites down on your shoulder. He’s not here to ask. He’s here to take.

And fuck, you’re already aching for it.

the full, way more detailed ver is on patreon

I hope @\wrestlinghowls doesn’t mind this little fantasy with him🐺🍆

Big&hairy🕯
[FFXIV commission]