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[jackalopedaily]

Jackalope Daily Day 330

POV: You just committed a controversial murder and you look outside your door's peephole

LET HIM INNNN

[alinkthroughtheages]

The art on this blog single handedly got me to put the hero of legend in my own au (at the time of making it i didnt know a lot about him but now i Have to i think

Dude 👁️👁️ That’s so cool!!

[the-cookie-of-doom]

The club was Bar Sinister, in Hollywood, if anyone was curious. When you go up stairs they have a mini-dungeon, and I’ve been there a few times but I could never figure out what the rules were for joining a scene. Well! Turns out you just have to volunteer with one of the doms! An absolute hero of a girl heard me gushing to other cookie about how badly I’ve always wanted to do it, and she hooked me up.

30 minutes later and I’m naked down to the waist with duct tape on my nipples and chained to the ceiling in a room full of strangers. I got spanked so good I could feel the impact inside me—I just about came from that alone. But the flogging. It was a stout flogger. Felt like getting beat with a cane. The dom was incredible and kept checking in about the intensity, they start off pretty easy and just work up to what you’re comfortable with. I’ve been craving this for months and by the end of it I had welts and bruises. It felt so good, you have no idea.

10/10, will go again. It was incredibly intimate but also very respectful of boundaries. Most people I’ve seen before do this with their clothes still on. They also do shibari.

I’ve been going to this club for 2 years now and I can genuinely recommend them for anyone that wants to dip a toe into rope or impact play. The scenes are ~10 minutes long and very fun. You can also bring a partner and treat it like an open dungeon!

[brainpuncture]

my music blog —> @nwz-b183f

[ofglories]

"I'm pretty proud of this since I've been researching for weeks. Be sure to arrive on time."

[guerrerooo]

Andy and Cora from The Second Chance Webtoon

[ruubesz-draws]

Minus One is a menace

From (link):

[peggyao3]

MY DEAR, I'm still so fucking flattered that you'd dedicate this one to me, you're too sweet, thank you so much for the honor 😭💕 I'm genuinely so intrigued to see how this fic continuuueeess (and whether this was a frickin dream sequence or a vision or whattt asdkghf 🤭)

GO READ, GUYSSS -> Chapter 1 is here ❤️

— FOLIE À DEUX | chapter iv

pairing: feyd-rautha harkonnen x atreides ! ofc (leiana)

tags: oral sex (fem receiving). orgasm control. edging. corruption kink.

w/c: 792.

a/n: This chapter is shorter, but we're building up to things! I also want to dedicate it to the wonderful and talented @peggyao3, who is an absolute joy to have in my DMs and an honour to have read my story. I hope you all enjoy it, and as always, thank you for your love, support, and interactions. <3

The room was dimly lit; the bulk of his frame shadowed hers as flashes of lightning from the waning storm bled through the windows. Caladan — he knew because she knew; she knew because he knew. Her ragged breath filled the space, echoing in the silence. Her chest rose and fell, every exhale shaky. Soft moans, delicate and desperate, slipped past her lips, a melody of surrender that fueled his desires.

Each sound was a confession. He savoured it like the finest of wines, tasting the sweet bitterness of her unravelling with every second that passed. Feyd felt her tremble beneath him, so close yet still far from where she needed to be. She was warm and pliant beneath him, her skin flushed with anticipation. Her legs were draped over his broad shoulders; thighs parted in invitation, heels digging into the hard muscle of his back as if she could pull him closer, deeper into her.

He wasn't ready to give it to her — not yet.

Feyd had every intention of drawing this out, of breaking her down in the most exquisite, deliberate way. He moved with keen intention, dragging his lips along her slick folds, savouring the warmth radiating from her core. Each slow, deliberate stroke of his tongue against her clit was a carefully crafted tease. He edged her closer with every flick, every gentle prod as he dipped into her untouched depths, his movements designed to bring her to the brink of ecstasy, over and over, without ever letting her tip over the edge.

Her body responded to his dominance, hips arching off the bed, chasing the sweet release that was just out of reach. Feyd smirked, his fingers curling around her thighs, gripping tightly, possessively, grounding her, holding her exactly where he wanted her. Her skin was hot beneath his hands, every inch of her trembling, so close to breaking. He could feel the tension building inside her, feel her pulse thrum against his lips as her need grew more desperate with each passing moment.

He revelled in it — the power he held over her, the control. It was intoxicating. She was at his mercy, completely, utterly his, and he could feel it in how her body responded and how she surrendered to him without question, without hesitation. Every flick of his tongue, every teasing stroke, was met with a soft, desperate gasp, a moan that sent shivers of satisfaction down his spine. She was falling apart, piece by piece, and he was pulling the strings. He controlled her pleasure, the reins firmly in his grasp, and the knowledge of that filled him with a dark, primal satisfaction.

He glanced up, his eyes locking with hers, dark and burning with an intensity that sent a bolt of electricity through her. The connection between them at that moment was palpable, a raw, visceral energy that crackled in the air. She was unravelling beneath him, coming apart in the most breathtaking way, and he basked in it, drinking in the sight of her losing control. His lips stayed pressed against her, continuing their relentless, teasing exploration, even as her trembling hands reached for him, nails digging into his skin with desperate need.

"Fey—" Her voice cracked, her breath hitching as she tried to speak, her body tightening beneath him. His name was a broken whisper, a plea that hung in the air between them, laced with a desperation that only made him want to prolong her torment. She was on the verge, teetering at the precipice, but needed more. She needed him to push her, to let her fall.

A low, dangerous growl rumbled from his throat as Feyd plunged his tongue into her depths once more, savouring the taste of her. The time for teasing was over. Now, he would give her exactly what she craved — but not out of mercy. He wanted her to fall apart, to watch her unravel in his hands, to see the exact moment she shattered beneath him. And he would know, without question, that he was the one who had broken her, that every tremor, every gasp, every moment of surrender was his doing.

Her body tensed, every muscle coiling tight as her climax hit her with the force of a tidal wave. Her back arched off the bed, her thighs clamping down around his head as her release washed over her in waves. She trembled, shaking with the intensity of it, her cries filling the room, raw and unrestrained. Feyd felt her pulse against him, her body convulsing, and he didn't stop. He couldn't. He drank her in, every sound, every movement, every tremor. Her release coated his lips, his chin, his tongue, and he savoured it all, his hunger for her insatiable.

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[scarapanna]

The main premise and events in the Intertwined Opposites AU

It's finally here!!!

I've managed to finally make a proper info post for my personal take on this silly possession AU craze as I've planned to do for a while since I'm totally normal about this concept (lie) /silly

Before proceeding, keep in mind that this post is gonna be pretty long as I'll be diving into important story events troughout the first half of it, so it gets the read more treatment as usual!!

There will be no crk spoilers here (except for the beast-yeast episodes), just a ""prologue" to current narrative events in the AU

[[Little edit but there now are some ref sheets for both Shadow Milk and Pure Vanilla!!! They can be found here]]

•The beginning•

Everything starts in beast-yeast, once peace has been returned to the fairie kingdom

Now that the area is mostly free from danger with the silver tree's seal being properly mended, the crowd decides to start repairs and preparations to further celebrate everyone's victory for the remainder of the day.

However, as everyone starts to leave the area, something starts creeping out from the shadows created by the tree's roots

Turns out that Shadow Milk, now severely weakened from the blow taken in battle, has managed to flee from being forced back into his prison once more.

During Lily's blast of magic, he essentially "split" and discarded part of his own power as a last resort, separating what was already being sucked into the renewed seal from himself to avoid getting dragged into containment once more.

Unfortunately for the beast, both his panicked and sloppy procedure combined with the added strenght of the new guardian's spell left him with a very poor amount of strenght, with it not being enough for anything useful.

Needless to say, his mind is filled with hatred and anger as soon as he emerges

he can't really do much with this state, and thus lingers on formulating a plan to get what he wanted from the start, but how?

How would he get back on track, rid himself of the guardian, and break the seal once more like this?

The answer eventually comes to him, just right on top of a bridge alongside the one who restored his prison.

His souljam, the one he was once the owner of

Now "purified" and held by Pure Vanilla, it binds the two together with the virtue of knowledge, split in the lights of truth and deceit during the purification process.

These lights are owned by the beast, and the figure by the bridge in front of him, yet come from the same thing.

Shadow Milk has finally decided on a proper plan.

◆ What comes after and what it leads to ◆

Days pass, turning into a few weeks and ending with a trip back home to take a break and write down what happened during the beast-yeast expedition.

Everything seems to have gone well in the end, yet something still feels..wrong?

It's not the best term for it, but does the job well enough.

The vanilla kingdom is peaceful, and Pure Vanilla's return safe and sound brings back some joy to the citizens.

Yet it just doesn't feel right, he doesn't know what precisely, but the ancient is riddled with an odd feeling almost like being watched.

He might not realise it for now, but he had been right. Someone has been following him inside the castle for the entire duration of the trip.

Pure Vanilla slowly grows more wary as days pass, and his doubts are confirmed as Shadow Milk's idea is proven successful.

In the void Pure Vanilla is confronted by Shadow Milk cookie, he spills everything he's done without esitating twice, as there's no reason to hide it anymore.

Shadow Milk had always been there ever since the re-sealing of the tree, following Pure Vanilla and draining magic at a slow enough rate to not be noticed, until it was enough to take over his body without trouble.

Now that he had a "vessel" to work with, he could keep recharging power and be finally able to do his bidding.

He's questioned multiple times by Pure Vanilla, but he wouldn't budge, and the ancient manages to gather only their location and a few loose details.

This was not a void, this was a ""mind space"" where he was bound to stay while shadow milk used his body as a disguise, and he could not use magic to fight back against the beast.

Being out of options, Pure Vanilla quickly tries to think over what to do, and lingers over the situation to come up with something.

Shadow Milk proposes an idea to Pure Vanilla, sharing the vessel that both are confined in, to be sure he doesn't get caught.

This is only to one condition: the ancient must work in favour of the beast under it's watchful sight at all times

The Ancient complies, and a deal is sealed.

It's not a loss nor a victory, only a beginning

◆The current situation◆

Now that the main prologue is set, what happens precisely to both?

So, Shadow Milk cookie is essentially ""possessing"" Pure Vanilla, but not completely.

The two switch up control of the ancient's body in certain times of the day and night, sometimes Pure Vanilla is granted the lead and when he's not needed Shadow Milk takes it. He's pretty much using the ancient as a puppet, a disguise and a tool for his own gain, assigning him certain tasks so that his plan will work as intended.

Whenever one of them is not in control of their shared ""vessel"", they're send in the mindspace until the shift of control takes place and so on. Shadow milk never gives Pure Vanilla full "freedom" or personal space, having control of the shifts in lead and constantly keeping the ancient under watch trough mirrors and reflective surfaces (The only moments in which he's given alone time is when the beast is asleep in the mind space to retain magic).

The ancient, on the other hand, accepted Shadow Milk's offer right away without esitation, but for a much different reason.

Pure vanilla is trying to get the best out of his situation, and thus feels forced to go against his own morality to keep cookies safe and attempt to alarm them trough hints and hidden messages scattered in the kingdom.

Even if he doesn't like the means, what else could he do to keep everyone safe?

The difficulty of his situation causes him great stress and paranoia, which worsens as time goes on and Shadow Milk regains his powers bit by bit, making his actions more difficult to get away with unnoticed.

Here's some more info regarding the effects of sharing a vessel in two:

• Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk's connection by souljam makes sharing a body possible, otherwise it would be fatal to most cookies (As they're not made to be vessels).

• The slit in the souljam is a shared element which hints at Shadow milk's presence in both, during control shifts it flickers in different shades of gray.

• Remaining on the topic, control shifts are not plesant in the slightest to both parties involved, being defined by acute physical pain on the area covered by the souljam. This is inflicted on the current cookie in charge of the vessel during the shift, fading away only when back in the mindspace.

•The two can see eachother and comunicate trough reflective surfaces, with them displaying the current entity in the mindspace instead of the one leading the vessel.

• Pure Vanilla's voice sounds somewhat overlapped or distorted when shadow milk is in charge of his body, he can't change this aspect unfortunately for him.

• Certain factors like hunger and thirst are shared between the two due to their predicament, they can sometimes be heard debate over what to eat and when during the day.

• Sleep in the traditional sense is the only factor distinct to the two instead of being shared, as it's strictly based on "individual energy" rather than "shared energy"

[thunderpot]

I show up to yet again bring the moshang word... This time the moshang word of my precious Haze!😌

If you haven't read 'To Fill in Empty Spaces' GO READ IT!! And if you already had, GO REREAD IT! Ayooo I made some fanart for it bc this fic gave me lifeeee I am so weak to sun/moon stuff, this fic lives rent free in my heart forever 🥹

[shaythey]

I LOVE MIND-MELD FICS AND IM TIRED OF PRETENDING I DONT

(this was initially inspired by this fic, but then it got away from me lol)

[midnight-the-goth-artist]

ITS HEREEEEEE

🎃 RED ZONE - Volume 3 RELEASE!!! 🎃

⚠ WARNING! PLEASE READ THIS ⚠ This is a Horror zine. We toned down everything to a PG-13 level for everyone to enjoy but if you're sensible to horror topics or images please skip this zine.

Happy Halloween Everyone!!!  This fanzine is a digital book about original horror pieces, featuring 84 amazing artists & writers from all over the world.

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[fujii-draws]

Commission by @hardpersonwobblercreator!

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[zeroaddzero]

big fan of the oversized lollipop mic they gave him

[toastyliltoasts]

Wtf bro- this shouldnt have scared me as much as it did

color palettes with my angel blaza

[jorenilee]

stone ocean splatoons with a foo focus. what if we were in some building and remembered jack shit