#also uhhhhhhh

[kukkakisu]

I can feel myself get hyperfixated on DBD again. Send help. Wraith is consuming my thoughts at a rapid pace.

[shittygothbitch]

My progesterone got doubled I should be able to start the higher dose soon since some stuff had to get figured out.

[meowpupp]

tw://overstim, mentions of hard(?) kink, puppygirl smut, corruption kink, porn, very degrading/condescending, oral(m)

owner!price who finds out you, his new little puppygirl, is a virgin.

his head spins, cock twitching at the idea of corrupting your dumb little puppy-brain. he pins you to his lap, a hand gripping your jaw tight, forcing you to watch video after video of sweet puppygirls like you being violated by their owners.

each one is worse than the last, he deliberately chose the most filthy, degrading, perverted clips. he feels a little mean about it, conditioning your dumb little cunt to get wet at the idea of being ruined by him, but the thought is quickly forgotten as he sees how easy it is.

he doesn't let you look away for a second, making you watch as puppygirls are spat on, tied up, spanked, edged and overstimulated. his voice is a low grumble as he toys with you, teasingly tapping your clit as he spews filth.

“I know sweetheart, you wanna be bred like that pretty girl, hm? but only big girls get their owners cock. you're just a puppy, puppys are allowed to be bred, silly girl.”

“oh? I didn't think you were such a filthy little mutt, dripping all over me while you watch other poor pups be split open by cock.”

“shh shh shh, be good sweetheart. i know, I know, you think you're a big girl. but you're wrong. your little puppy-cunt can't even take my fingers.”

he torments you for what feels like hours, tapping your clit, groping your thighs, making you watch video after video. he doesn't stop until you've turned into a drippy, sensitive, whiny mess.

even then, he doesn't grant you any real relief, pushing you off his lap. he presses the smooth leather of his boot to your sensitive, swollen little clit, watching you hump it like a bitch in heat.

strokes his cock while he watches, pulling his boot away only a second before you cum. the sight of your ruined, tear streaked face is what sends him over the edge, painting your face with his hot, sticky cum.

[wasyago]

something incredibly self indulgent

[knighthelm]

this was supposed to be done by Friday the 13th 💀

[guiltbugs-tomtord-artclub]

Doodle dump before bed

A ddbb if you will

[snailsnaps]

i wanted to try drawing in Magma for the first time 🫢 🛫

— Fuselage (he/him)

[citricjoy]

at what point do we start asking questions

[onejellyfishplease]

What? A new Tmnt iteration?? . anyways *throws this at you*

So a bit of backstory for this iteration!

In this universe, Mutagen is produced naturally in the 'hidden city' (now called the OtherWorld/UnderWorld), bubbling from far beneath the earth and forming rare pools.

The Empyrean mutates any animal that comes into contact with it -and in most cases this causes a transformation into a bloodthirsty unstable monster. Though in rarer cases the mutation will actually be stable -effectively making a yokai.

And even though theyve already been mutated, both the creatures and yokai both need to continuously consume Empyrean to survive. This causes a cutthroat environment, where only the strong survive by killing and eating anything that has come into contact with Empyrean.

basically all transformed creatures in the UnderWorld can go for much longer than normal without air/water/food/shelter, but now must also search for empyrean.

Some stable Yokai can create entrances to Earth, though it takes time and focus, and most of all, Power. Its basically futile unless you yourself were mutated, or you're parents were, any generations down from that wont have enough power.

(as generations continue, they loose their reliance on Empyrean, but also loose their mystic power- at the 8-10 gen they loose all mystic abilities)

And how do the turtles play into this?

They were brought to the surface by Splinter once Donnie, Leo and Raph were mutated (Mikey being 5 at the time). Where he kept them safe in New Yorks sewers. He would have to leave for days however to go back to the OtherWorld to obtain Empyrean to keep himself and his children healthy. Instrucing Mikey to keep her brothers safe for the time he was gone.

Then one day, he didnt come back

Leaving Mikey responsible for taking care of her younger siblings. And leaving her to venture into the OtherWorld to find Empyrean herself and keep everyone alive.

Its on her first trip that her mystic powers awaken, and she is marred with her first and last set of scars.

And trauma. So so much trauma. >:D

[kitamars]

so i’ve been cooking up a little au :3

[hellofeanor]

Objectively the funniest Reddit post I've ever seen.

[coddda]

My heart on a silver platter, for even a glimpse of yours.

Lawlight Week Day 5: Cannibalism

Alt crop (because I'm really indecisive LOL)

[katabay]

bi-han and kuai liang this time! I love. fucked up brothers. and they're so so so messed up. when bi-han comes out of the fog in that one scene? I'll be thinking about it FOREVER

[marypsue]

I just finished watching the 1966 Hammer flick Plague of the Zombies, and I'm fascinated by it. The premise is that the squire of a small Cornish village, who was raised in the Caribbean before being called home to take over after his father's death, has turned to voodoo to try to get workers to reopen the tin mines that made the village's fortune.

The movie sits neatly in an uneasy horror space between the original horror of the zombie - of your will being overridden by another's, of continuing to be enslaved even after death should have released you from all earthly woes - and Romero's ghouls and everything that they spawned. A nightmare sequence features hands pushing up out of fresh-dug graves, dead faces closing in all around one of our protagonists - but in the end, the only person the zombies are truly dangerous to is the man who created them. The true horror of the story is the absolute power that the squire holds over the people of the village, made metaphorical as voodoo.

The tin mines were closed after multiple fatal accidents caused the men of the village to refuse to work there anymore, so the squire removed their ability to refuse by killing and raising them as zombies. At the end of the day, he owns these people, body and soul, and there's nothing that the police or the vicar or anyone else who is supposed to be responsible for the villagers' wellbeing can do, so long as the squire holds this position of absolute power.

If you feel you simply must transplant zombie horror based in voodoo into a white European context, I feel like using it to highlight the injustices of a system of government directly descended from feudalism is not the worst choice you could make.

[dreamyblanket]

[seafoamification]

I just think it’s pretty beautiful that Hua Cheng has a deformed side of his face clearly representing the body in the abyss, heart in paradise/the one basking in infinite glory is you, the one fallen from grace is also you/half crying and half smiling faces/general themes of the ugly and beautiful sections of a person as a whole and both being an accepted and loved thing.