#concetual

[moe-broey]

Some. Sort of spectrum. From most likely to least likely.

And by kitten-pile I mean This

I'll put a transcript under cut for easier reading! 🫡

How Likely Are They to Kitten Pile?

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Mirabilis: "are you tired..? do you need a break...? ohh we could take one together..."

If she likes/trusts you even a little, she wants to cuddle about it!!!

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Sharena and Peony: "Okay! 💖 Yay! 💖"

Shari: The only thing stopping her is social conventions -- making her MORE likely to jump at the opportunity!

Peony: Learning social awareness as she goes, and is surprisingly good at it?

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Triandra: "Aren't we a bit old for that...? But... even so..."

Embarrassed, conflicted, but feels strangely nostalgic at the notion...

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Plumeria: "I'm not so petal-soft that I'd resort to such INDECENCY, I mean even if your intentions are Pure USE YOUR HEADS YOU FOOLS!! Girl, the IMPLICATIONS!!!"

Desperately wants to join the kitten-pile, but her Issues and Pride gets in the way.

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Moe: "aw, so cutes!"

Generally touch adverse, extremely picky even with the people it likes/loves -- everything is entirely on its terms.

[businessboybrick]

Me playing disco elysium: hmm these political dialogue options aren’t great but this one sounds anti-imperialist so let’s go with that

Game: congrats, you unlocked the fascism thought cabinet

Me: Oh

[the-fiction-witch]

In The Box

Media IRL

Character Thomas Brodie Sangster

Couple Thomas X Reader

Rating Smuty

Concept Shipping

Smut Non-Concetual / Purchasing / sex toys / controlled / restrains

I sat huddled away from the cage bars trying my best to keep myself hidden. I often saw people coming and going passing my cage but none stayed long. Any who did try I made a point to growl at them or try to bite them to frighten them away and it had always worked. Until him.

He came to my cage, the owner beside him, eagerly looking into my cage. He had blonde hair and a Thin body well dressed like many of those others who had come by. He was looking at me so I growled and tried to bite to threaten him but he only smirked. He curled his finger invitingly suggesting for me to come closer but I ignored him and even turned further away.

"Come on now" the owner demanded pulling on the chain around my neck and forcing me to come forward even if I argued until I reached the bars and his smirking face

"Hi"

I didn't answer

"Hummm your beautiful" he Cooes moving his hand in the bars to stroke my body but I tried to fight him off

"leave Me alone!" I screamed 

"Behave!" The owner demanded

"What's your name sweetheart?"

"Y/n"

"Y/n? That's a very pretty name." He Cooes "that one." He smirked to the owner before he wandered off

I tried to fight, to argue to scream but there was little I could do I was forced from my cage and brought into a separate room where this man was already waiting they forced me into a boiling shower that rained down both soap and water giving my whole body a deep clean, once I was clean and try I was forced out again and brought before him

"Definitely. Get her packed before I just take her now" he smirked slapping my ass

The first thing they did was cuff my hands behind my back, then put a gag in my mouth leaving me unable to make any sounds but gurgles and whines next came the tape it was wrapped around my neck and around my ankles giving me no choice and no control, next they attached small clips with vibrstors to my nipples and then did a round of tape around my breasts and over my nipples over my arms too so I had even less movement next they pushed a well sculpted dildo inside my pussy as deep as it could go, then a magic wand pressed against my clit and taped to my thighs another round of tape around my thighs giving me even less movement, then a butt plug inside my ass with a number my number written on the end then they taped from the small of my back under me and over my stomach keeping everything in place they forced me into a padded box much like a coffin or casket and this man came again and gave my nose a kiss "see you soon sweetheart" he smirked before they added the lid of the box locking it shut for a while there was nothing and then the hellish torture began as everything began to slowly vibrate on me giving me no escape from the utter pleasure and the box began to move, at times the rate or pattern would change meaning he had control and was purposely torturing me as the box was moved around at times I was freezing other times I was boiling and the whole time I was screaming and struggling as orgasm after orgasm rushed though me leaving me utterly exaughted and unable to fight and argue, it had been days since the box was sealed and honestly I was convinced I was going to slip into sleep and never wake up but I was hoping and praying that sometime soon the box would open. 

I felt a sudden drop almost enough to break the box, and I heard someone talking. I had been hearing people at various points and always I tried to make myself known as much as possible but never anyone paid attention, I felt the box be stood up and moved before then being set down again. I heard someone tinkering with the box and soon enough the lid was opened to reveal, Him again. In a button-down and some jeans eagerly smiling at me 

"Hello sweetheart, did you have a nice trip?" He cooes 

I tried to fight and argue but I had no way to stop him as he lifted me out of the box and carried me up a flight of stairs to a large impressive bedroom he set me down on the floor and smiled giving my head a kiss and then I saw it in the corner of this large bedroom was this huge pink cage with sheer curtains laid over it, with a full single mattress in the bottom with blankets and fluffy pillows enough open space at the bottom of the cage with a food bowl and a water bottle I tried to fight immediately but he only smirked 

"what's the matter? I thought I'd made you a nice little bed? it won't be for forever sweetheart just till you're comfortable with the house and you've been trained up a little" he cooes "Go on, once you're in I'll let you out of all this" He says 

I rolled my eyes but allowed him to release my legs so I could move into the cage laying on the comfy bed he locked the door of the cage and helped to cut the tape from my body slowly until at last I was released completely and he put all the toys away giving me some quick resbit I quickly ate and drank as I was desperate for both 

"You get some rest sweetheart. I'll come and check on you a little" He cooes blowing me a kiss and heading off out the room. 

[canal1mania]

esto es un dibujo concetual de mi juego basado en pizza tower bunba y dodo sera un una precuela del juego pizza towe en un universor paralelo

[gildanbego]

Me gustó tanto la fotografia qué me quise convertir un un fotógrafo meramente concetual. "Fascinante idea"," tengo tantas ideas", "voy a remover en la historia del arte conceptual" me hizo esforzarme en planear ideas pero no ejecutarlas y generar así un duro sentimiento de estancamiento y bloqueo mental. Recien vuelvo a tener en cuenta la belleza de lo real y cotidiano qué en un principio fue lo que me hizo interesar en la fotografia y devolveré mi atención a ello, esperando, mientras encuentro el modo de dar el mensaje que trato de dar. Se pueden ambas y se pueden hacer bien.

[tretasdocromo-pt]

📰 Depois de Sydney Sweeney ter interpretado uma versão de Spider-Woman em Madame Web, há uma certa vontade online de ver a atriz dar vida a um personagem do Universo DC. Um dos fãs chegou mesmo a criar um novo design de Sweeney no papel de Black Canary. Partilhado por @riyagraphisme no Instagram, o trabalho artístico foi concebido como arte concetual de como Sweeney poderia aparecer como Black C... 🗞️ 📲 Podes ler o resto da notícia no link👇 🖱 https://tretasdocromo.pt/sydney-sweeney-como-black-canary-no-dcu-em-nova-arte/?feed_id=4763&_unique_id=66132071ee4b0

[nuphotolife]

Tribute

[ionut-mnml]

Schetch made for a label based in Brussel. The concept didn’t made it simply because I wanted something with a more natural motion.

Tools 

Photoshop, Sony Vegas 

[dyrkwyst]

Truth in Clarity

[sanzart]

Me again, I leveled up my art material studies!

You can see the old set above and the new set below, theyre about a year part although it seems liek much more! All I’ve had sine the first set was job offers and a range too, of working on Willy Wonka to London game art stuff! To more recently with childrens attire and Mobile game’s from america, and though I hadnt taken my chances on most of them its only made more available to me and helped me grow and develop my skills!

So here’s the latest level up, I still had the old materials on my pinned twitter until recently, so I guess ill replace them with the new ones!

Hope you all like!

[jimroche]

The marshland in the delta

[ankhlesbian]

Ruelle is soooo fun tbh id love a second MC for the reigning passions world to explore mort of it

Not all characters would fit well with the inherent politics heavy theme, at least the overtness of the whole queen thing. Snd with galen route and latest xenia exploring more of the world, and even gregory as a bg charrie, theres clearly more cool stuff to see in this world

[leamsi3000]

[tretasdocromo-pt]

📰 Madame Web não apresentou qualquer versão do Homem-Aranha, tendo as ligações com o lançador de teias da Marvel sido quase totalmente eliminadas. No entanto, a arte conceptual do filme mostra que o vilão, Ezekiel Sims, esteve quase a lutar contra o Homem-Aranha do Universo Cinematográfico da Marvel. Como revelado pela arte concetual de Sebastian Meyer, a agora infame Madame Web tinha inicialmen... 🗞️ 📲 Podes ler o resto da notícia no link👇 🖱 https://tretasdocromo.pt/madame-web-arte-concetual-revela-cena-de-luta-com-o-homem-aranha-de-tom-holland/?feed_id=4743&_unique_id=660f2e302d794

[thefriendlesssociety]

Richard Artschwager, Liebespaar (Lovers), 2005. Screenprint.

[fantasospalasmorpheus]

Ensaio: “O Oceano de Beldades”

(1/3) “Tudo o que eu Precisava”

“Eu estava caminhando por águas rasas infinitas, já encharcado, sem rumo, e sob um sol escaldante. Estava só, e apenas via o meu reflexo trêmulo nas águas. Não conseguia entender o porquê de eu simplesmente não desaparecer. Era o que eu queria, deixar de existir em corpo e alma. Então uma bela rosa me parou. Eu estava passando ao lado dela, mas não a tinha notado abaixo de mim; estava muito concentrado em meus pensamentos melancólicos, e ela percebeu a minha solidão. ‘Sozinho até de si mesmo, o pior tipo de solidão. Já tropeçou várias vezes até chegar aqui, não é mesmo filho?’ – ela disse. Eu acenei com a cabeça, concordando. De algum modo, ela conseguiu desviar a melancolia da minha mente, e agora eu queria ouvir o que ela tinha a dizer. Ajoelhei ao seu lado, pouco importava me molhar mais um pouco. ‘Este mundo que eu e você estamos, é um mundo de passagem. Você é só mais uma alma corrompida, de tantas outras que já vi, e eu, sou uma mentora. Embora seja um mundo iluminado, ele serve para aprendizados, não é para você ficar aqui permanentemente, e sim para evoluir e alcançar outros planos superiores. Podemos te ajudar a seguir em frente.’ Poderia eu recusar uma ajuda improvável de achar em um lugar daqueles? Claro que não. Ela despertou em mim uma centelha que a muito tempo estava apagada. Agora não queria mais sumir, queria compreender qual o meu papel para o universo; eu tinha alguém pra me guiar. Eu concordei novamente. Ela apenas disse: ‘ótimo, agora, venha conosco, tens muito a aprender.’. E então, várias rosas emergiram sobre as águas, formando um extenso e exuberante caminho de aprendizado. Me senti acolhido. Às vezes, tudo o que precisamos é de uma chance, de ajuda, para podermos continuar nossa jornada.” Flor de papel, edição e ensaio por Mateus Alves de Souza (© 2019).

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Essay: "The Ocean of Beauties"

(1/3) "All I Needed"

"I was walking through endless shallow waters, already soaked, aimless, and in a scorching sun. I was alone, and only saw my trembling reflection in the water. I couldn’t understand why I just didn’t disappear. It was what I wanted, to cease my existence, in body and soul. Then a beautiful rose stopped me. I was passing near it, but I hadn’t noticed it below me; I was very focused on my melancholy thoughts, and she realized my loneliness. 'Alone to himself, the worst kind of loneliness. You've stumbled a number of times until you get here, don’t you, son?' - She said. I nodded, in agreement. Somehow it managed to deflect the melancholy from my mind, and now I wanted to hear what it had to say. I knelt by its side, it didn’t matter to me to get wet any more. 'This world you and I are, is a world of passage. You're just one more corrupted soul, of so many others I've seen, and I’m a mentor. Although it’s an enlightened world, it’s for learning, it isn’t for you to stay here permanently, but to evolve and reach other higher planes. We can help you move on.’ Could I refuse an improbable help found in such a place? Of course not. It awakened in me a spark I had long been forgotten. Now I didn’t want to disappear, I wanted to understand my role for the universe; and now I had someone to guide me. I nodded again. It just said, 'Great, now, come with us, you have much to learn.' And then, several roses emerged on the water, forming an extensive and exuberant path of learning. I felt welcomed. Sometimes, all we need is a chance, of help, so we can continue our journey." Paper Flower, edition and essay by Mateus Alves de Souza (© 2019).