#originalstory

[bimbo-travel-blog]

Matin’ in Bimburough ain’t that complicated.

Lots of folk come here looking for easy pussy and eager dick, but we totally encourage our newcomers to bring a partner along.

Bimburough offers all kinds of ways fer convincing’ your lady of choice that there’s a country slut deep in her heart ready to be let free.

We recommend newcomers to contact the Department of Tourism for questions about our generous packages, and nudes! Lol.

Yer basic package includes a few cans of Bambi Chow and some training treats. That should be enough to keep her dull and satisfied for a little road-trip home. For real! Don’t believe us? Try a can! See if you ain’t creamin yer jeans, and happily sucking on yer fingers for the next few hours. The stuff werks! Uuuugh I knows a can is waitin’ fur me in May dog bowl back home but I cain’t have none at werk cause I got to right this bullshit. Gawd cain’t they get a man to dew this job?

Whatever.

Anywho once your bimbo has tried all their chow, you can start training right away. They might go pawing at their inexplicably hard dick, or humming the national anthem. That shit’s good behavior so you make sure and hand fear them a treat when they do it. That’ll sear the behavior in their brains like the light of an Angel I’ll tell you what. I mean my master gave me a biscuit when he caught me sucking my thumb. Now says I get damn cranky iffin I ain’t got something to suck. And it’s true wit they say ‘bout it given yew Buck teeth!

Course there’s more advanced packages if you want to get reel into the process. Tittybitch here looks like she was hooked by a man with deep pockets and things to do! He ain’t got no time for the “Waaaaaah I don’t know what’s happening to me! Why am I so dumb and country lately.” Nope! Let’s skip right to the poontang with a twang. Lol I love a man who knows what he wants and doesn’t think I’m worth the time to earn it.

At least they let me masturbate at werk 🙄

A night out became more

[uxuefrog]

The Unknown

“The Unknown is outside the mortal realm, but also inside. It is nothing yet it is everything. The spaces unused, the words never said, the darkness of night, the shadows in a summer day, a truth never told. Two sides of the same coin. I made sure it looked beautiful so mortals could feel peace after a life of regrets and worries. To live the present for the first and last time”

[OC] Death (she/her) and Elowen (they/them)

More under the cut! 🌿💚

A little description of “The Unknown” (also called Death’s realm or Death’s garden) taken from a scene I wrote between her and Orris (MC), where Death explains to The Princess how her realm works.

Elowen and Death have been friends for centuries. Mortals call Death “The White Lady” and it is no coincidence that the birds call Elowen that too. For their similar appearance they are often mistaken, that’s why birds think it’s a bad omen to bother the forest spirit.

The Unknown is an evergreen garden as vast as the eye can meet, stuck in an eternal spring. No sunlight can enter but, centuries ago, Life gifted Death the warmth of the sun, the reason why every day is warm like those perfect spring days, with a soft breeze and the aroma of a thousand flowers. The garden is as infinite as nothing can be. On a hill there, between sweet flower bushes and trees, there’s a small cottage where Death lives and where she invites visitors for tea and honey bread.

The Unknown can only be accessed when a mortal dies. There Death takes their stardust and gives it back to the land, where it belongs. After a friendly chat and a walk through the gardens she bids them farewell. Some exceptions have been made where people have gone in and out of The Unknown unharmed (mostly), an unusual thing to happen, but not impossible. Elowen is one of those cases.

Aesthetically, The Unknown looks like an old watercolor or oil painting, with a soft background and more pastel looking colors. There Death has the ability to see, unlike in the mortal realm, where she’s blind.

[jojaydoodles]

This is me catching up with the challenge I'm doing this month - kind of. It was supposed to be "casual vs formal wear" - but I ran out of time after barely finishing the formal part. Well, goodnight everyone, I guess _._

-- support me on ko-fi / redbubble

[alexandenigtscreations]

Inktober/Whumptober Day 12: Starvation

Gyra Blackwell, mistaken for dead a decade past, had been layed to rest in her own berrial chambers. Nesteled deep in a none-discript cave, marked only with her sword.

There she would have stayed, if she had been dead.

Instead, the changeling found herself waking in the dark, having been sustained on the meager offerings of her fledgling magic. The scent of petrichor stired the stale air, luring the starved creature from her toumb, to claw her way to the surface.

Art by AlexandeNight

Characters and story by AlexandeNight

Tools: pen and ink, watercolor, some minor digital touchups.

[larksea]

Angel and Witch

an illustration for my original story

[duskdragonxiii]

GUESS WHAT? BTE UPDATE!!! 💜Beyondtheend.gay

Can you believe we are just 3 updates away from chapter 100?? Thats crazy!!!

[green-kat331]

[starsystem-comic]

First page is finally here!!!

Someone is getting chased in the middle of the night… that can't end well, can it?…

Credits:

aloe-leaf: layout, backgrounds, character drawings

basiart_escapism: character drawings, character shading

Next page next week! :D

[theferrymanstory]

Moth and her grandpa! She’s his unapologetic favorite

[battlegroundofdreams]

6

Chapter 5

Morpheus goes looking for answers...

Frustrated at being stopped from going inside the Dream Ward, Morpheus pulled his communicator out from the inside pocket of his jacket and tried to get ahold of Melinoe.  There was no answer.  He did not leave a message.  He tried sending her a text communication, and kept his communicator in his hand as he paced the hallway waiting for an answer.  The only issue was, there was no answer coming.  After what felt like too long to Morpheus, he tried calling her again.  When he once more got her voicemail, this time he left a message asking her to call him immediately.  Then once more sent her a text communication.  The longer it went without hearing from her, the more he was convinced she was on the Dream Ward, and that the only way he was going to get answers was to get past that guard, one way or another.  He just had to figure out how.

One hour, two, three…the time stretched on with messages left for Melinoe, Krios, and Andromeda.  None of them were returned.  This only served to cause Morpheus’ anger level to rise and his teeth to grind.  The guard at the door seemed to be keeping his hand on his weapon more when Morpheus was on the leg of his pacing where he was stalking down towards that end of the hallway.  Morpheus couldn’t really blame him, he really did want to bounce him off the walls and strangle him until he got answers.

Sometime in hour four, Morpheus had an idea.  Slapping his badge against the pad outside the elevator, he called one and went to the Medical Ward.  If he couldn’t get an answer from the Dream Ward, there was one other person who might have an idea what was going on with Melinoe on the Dream Ward.  While the Dream Assassin that they had on the gurney had been badly injured, nothing had looked fatal.  Hopefully she would be awake and able to give him some answers.  His rank and years on in should get him some answers before anyone started answering questions.

*****

“Agent Morpheus,” he flashed his badge, “I need to speak to the young female agent who was brought up here from the Dream Ward, where is she?”  The look he was giving the nurse was making her shift uncomfortably as she looked up the information.  This was not a friendly request, he was certainly making it look like business.  Good, she wouldn’t feel the need to inform anyone he’d been here either.

“She’s down in room six, sir.  She should be awake now.”  The nurse gave him a nervous smile after conveying the information.  He nodded and headed down the hall.  Hopefully he could at least get some kind of answer now.  If not, things down on the Dream Ward were about to get very damn ugly.

Taking a deep breath, Morpheus rapped his knuckles against the door to the room.  There was a small female voice from inside that told him to enter.  Here went nothing.

The female agent in the bed looked even smaller than when she had been wheeled by.  There were dark circles under her eyes, multiple IV lines, and monitors were hooked up.  She couldn’t have been more than a year out of the Academy, and something had worked her over hard.  She had an angelic face, and looked far too innocent to face some of the things he’d seen over the years.  Morpheus was thankful to the gods that he had not been paired up with an agent like her.  

“Ma’am, I’m Agent Morpheus.  I came to check on you, and see what you could remember about what happened on the Dream Ward that landed you here.  Do you feel well enough to talk?”  He instantly saw the signs of recognition at his name, that was positive.  At least he didn’t have to explain that, which meant his name alone would get him somewhere with her.  This at least was a positive step.

“Yes, sir.  I’m Agent Rua.  I assume my partner, Agent Lorien, is still down on the Ward?  I remember them saying something about Agent Melinoe was going to have to go help him?”  Her eyes scrunched up, brows coming together as she tried to remember.  Everything after coming out of the realm of dreams was hazy.  “I don’t remember much from being on the Ward before they brought me up here, I’m sorry.”  She sighed heavily.

“Ma’am, please relax.  Do not stress yourself out.  There is no need to remember everything at once.”  She’d already told him enough, he now knew where his partner was, but he wanted just a little more information. The poor girl had been through enough, he wasn’t there to put her through more.  He kept being struck how with her big grey eyes and angelic face she looked more like a doll than an agent who should be fighting Nightmares. “Do you remember what happened in the dream where you got hurt?  You came out of the dream, but Lorien didn’t.”  That was the only thing that he could figure out for why Melinoe would have to go in and help him.  That was an unusual case, something he’d only heard murmurings of.  It didn’t give Morpheus a good feeling.

“Yes,sir.  There had been a warning that the pair of Nightmare Assassins that Agent Melinoe had faced on her last mission, the ones that so badly injured her, those…one of them was thought to have survived.  I don’t know how she ever took on two by herself, let alone did enough damage they thought both were dead, but they had. We were told what to look for, Lorien and I even trained for it.  We went through the Academy together and were even friends before that.”  There was a smile and a blush that told Morpheus that at least on Rua’s side there was more than a friendly attraction to Lorien.  It wasn’t his business, but he hoped it didn’t get one of them killed.  Romance was risky in their profession, especially if you were teamed up together.  “But what we faced, sir, it was so intense.  There were demons and dragons all around us.  It was like some fairytale dungeon coming to life and attacking all at once.  Lorien and I were doing good at fending them off, but we weren’t making any headway.  I thought we were going to die.  Then, all of a sudden, I could tell I was out of the dream and there was yelling and screaming,” Rua started to get upset, tears forming in her eyes as she spoke. It was clear that whatever they had faced was terrifying.  Then a sort of calm came over her, “then I felt this comforting presence next to me and heard this calm female voice telling me to relax, that my part of the battle was done.  She would finish the fight.”  She looked up at him, a different type oe tears brimming in her eyes, “she was so calm, sir.  It made me feel relaxed and like it would all work out alright.  She took charge, said she was going to go help Lorien. Then it all got confusing and they wheeled me out.” 

“Thank you, Agent Rua.”  Morpheus inclined his head.  “Please rest and do not worry about your partner.  He is in the very best hands he could be.”  With that he exited the room and headed back to the elevator.  He was going back down to the Dream Ward and he was getting in there if he had to shoot the guard and kick Krios’ ass personally.  What kind of monstrosity were Melinoe and some rookie up against?  He had to agree with Rua, if that is what one of them was like, how in the bloody hell did she come close to defeating two of them on her own?  Her illusions must be damn powerful in dreams.  Hopefully they’d keep her alive till he could get to her.

banner: @cafekitsune

[braveburattino]

@arndtezra encouraged me to make this! I wanna start talking more about my project. 👉👈

[sunken-siren]

Dwelling within the dark crevices of Landon's mind, you'll find the red spectre that calls the shattered space home. A tongue as sharp as his claws and as quick as the red electricty that courses through his body, Altar takes solace in the fact that he's residing within another being; as the alternative is having his own form and morals to sort out.

[uxuefrog]

Lovebirds

Elowen’s favorite part of the palace is the big gardens it has. There’s many trees and shrubs with all types of sweet smelling flowers and berries and, although most of them were planted by previous generations of birds, Aspen got some of Elowen’s favorite flowers for them.

The gardens are nearly as big as the palace itself and everyone in the village has free access to them, but Aspen has his own private grounds, with a small lake and lots of shadow to rest. When they were young they spent long hours walking between trees and enjoying each other’s company.

Their wedding was also held there, in the company of few close friends. The village’s elders never approved of their relationship and because of that their marriage was kept a secret from almost everyone. That was more than forty years ago and their love for each other never wavered since.

Sometimes, if you look through the western windows of the palace, you can still see them walking through the gardens, as if time had never passed there.

OCs Elowen, (they/them) an introverted but curious forest spirit who loves mortals and Aspen, (he/him) the chief of The Birds and forest ranger of the city✨🌿

[hypnotransform]

I don't think I ever actually posted this one

Pig morph I made years ago for Gothbelly

[conventionalweaponsofficial]

Conventional Weapons (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/370229456-conventional-weapons?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=katya-the-ruski 

CHAPTER 6 OUT NOW!

[mewmewkitten101]

Testing out a possible redesign for my oc Arsene! I wanted this design to be feathery to reflect her being a patron deity of an angel. I'm still unsure of the design though because the white corset draws my eye to it in a bad way and I feel like the feather shoulder things might make her seem more evil than anything but idk. If anyone has questions about the design I'm happy to answer as well!