Juryokine: Exile of Heroes, Chapter Twenty Two
A large woodcutting axe with strange runes carved into the blade hung from the wall the way another man would display a sword.
RG6: Aurora Borealis Part 1
There were pictures of males of various species covering the walls, woodcuts, paintings, photographs, and more, leaving only just enough space for their color to be determined, and not much else.
RG7-Aurora Borealis2
As prancer said this last, his eyes briefly drifted to a woodcut of a handsome human male on his picture-filled wall. blaze used these precious seconds to try and squirm out of the padded cuffs holding his arms behind his back.
The Alchemist's Assistant Part 10
Niles sighed as he flicked through the yellowing pages and skimmed through the fancy lettering and woodcuts for anything of use. flinging spells meant to disperse magical energies can be tricky under certain cercumstances.
Sunrise (balloonie sex and vore)
The couple returned from their woodcutting, and all the attention of my companions would be on them. shural was very hungry and shalira greedy, so while they lay there salivating over their potential meals i snuck away.
Old Flames
A particularly burly, muscled man hefted a woodcutting axe in his hand. all was silent, save for the crackling of flames and the odd birdcall. it was aalum who spoke first. "...mina." the two men the shaman stared at shared confused glances.
Sunshine
Mikael's deeper, stronger flare was tempered, but still alive - and as she felt around in the dark, ripping twig, branch and bark from the frozen tree-trunk, he began to pile the woodcuts up behind, defrosting them with the warmth of his paws.
Ivar's End 1
They were at least a dozen, enough to storm a small woodcutting camp. beyond that number, and it was an effort for the troop to stay fed and not to crave, not to bend under the weight of hunger.
The Beast called Nightmare Part final
"alexander hunter greenvolt, henry david woodcut, and eric bloodgold, stand and be recognized." the three stood before the angel. the angel drew his blade to a salute and open his massive golden wings.
Catching Cinders Ch. 08: Stick The Landing
“not now sweaty, mommy’s leveling her woodcutting,” jibed elan. felicity doubled over in a fit of laughter. “i'm sorry you've had to go through all that,” said calig in an attempt to steer the conversation again.
Lilika Trisain - Chapter 5 - Out Of Control
The walls were sculptures of ocean waves, done in a style of art he had seen down in the southern islands, a blocky, woodcut style. he owned the original work, of course, but he couldn't resist having the mage sculpt the walls in this style.
Kinktober Prompt: Prime Part 1
All those detailed woodcuts and privately commissioned pictures that were safely secured in his room were of things he specifically knew full well would like to be done to him.