#part two of three

[timidxtempted]

Part One: Help.

Part Two: Hurt.

She'd stripped quickly, clumsily, as he'd watched her. Steady. Controlled. Smirking as her hands tripped over themselves.

Dropping to her knees, she extended her arms in front of her as she lowered her chest to the hard floor, tits pressed into the cool wood. She could feel his gaze on her flesh as he told her to say the words again.

Hurt me.

He repositioned her arms behind her back, causing her to press her pale flesh even further to the floor. After binding her hands with her discarded panties, he used his foot to shift her thighs apart until her cunt was exposed. Open to him.

Patiently, he waited. When the first drop from her cunt hit the floor underneath her, he began to grant her request.

He lost track of the number of times his hand came down on her ass. The crack of his palm meeting her skin rang out over and over. Each time punctuated with a caress or a squeeze; touching the heat of the stinging fire he was leaving there.

He watched her cunt drip onto the floor, and each drop made his cock harder.

When the spanking ceased, she twisted herself around to see him, but quickly felt herself being hauled up into a kneeling position, her hands still bound behind her back.

She winced as her ass came to rest against her feet, knowing that she would be feeling him for days.

Her chin came up as she brought her eyes to his. Pulling her shoulders back, she presented her tits to him, to his hungry gaze, to his powerful hands.

He knew his girl, and he knew the unspoken challenge in that small motion.

Soon enough, her sensitive nipples were being skillfully twisted and pinched; her breasts roughly mauled and slapped by his strong hands. Her cries sharper now, her mouth - or her mind - no longer capable of forming words. Rather, she began to whimper like an animal. But not a wounded animal. An animal in heat.

He could smell her need. He could see it puddling beneath her as her cunt leaked out onto the floor. He could drown in the intensity of it pooled in her eyes.

She was straining against her position on her knees, trying to lean into him, her eyes on his as she tried to mouth the hard bulge in his jeans. His slaps to her face did nothing to deter her.

The icy hardness in her eyes was long gone. Gone with the memory of whatever event in her day had caused it; perhaps it had dripped out onto the floor along with her cunt's sweet juices, or down her face with the salt of her tears.

All the was left in her now was pure, beautiful need. The need to please him. To make him proud. To show him what a good girl she was for him. The need to be possessed by him. The need to be destroyed by him.

Without taking his eyes from hers, he freed his aching cock, grabbed the back of her head and thrust deep into her throat in once hard motion.

He felt her gag. He felt her throat open to him and felt her body stiffen and then relax as she took him in. He held her there, watching as she started to struggle against her need to breathe.

Pulling back just enough to allow her a deep, ragged breath, he thrust into her again. Again. Again. Againagainagain. Strings of drool shiny on her chest, tears glistening on her cheeks, his hands holding her head against his core; he fucked her throat until finally, his steely control lost, he came. He filled her mouth and throat with his seed, feeling her swallow all she could until it seeped out of her fuckslack mouth, dribbling down her chin.

Pulling his cock from her still suckling lips, he dropped to his knees in front of her, looking briefly at the pool of wetness between her thighs as she knelt there, still open for him. He brought his hand to her chin, drawing it through the mess of spit and cum that was dripping from her face.

He looked directly into her eyes.

He waited a heartbeat. Two.

He told her to cum.

Just as the first wave hit her, he brought his hand - still wet with her spit and his cum - down to land a hard smack to her throbbing, spasming cunt.

Her cry echoed loudly and she reeled forward, unable to stop herself from falling into him as the orgasm tore it's way violently through her body, her mind, her soul. That orgasm belonged - just as she did - to him.

Patiently, he waited out the waves upon waves that crashed over her. At last, once her shuddering finally slowed, he pulled her head back and moved her once again into position, kneeling before him.

Then he stood, looked down at his ruined girl, and turned from her with a smile on his face.

To be continued...

[missparker]

searching for a trail to follow again by missparker Bridgerton, Colin/Penelope, rated E, 75,753 words Penelope disappears, seemingly finished with the Bridgertons and Colin has a choice to make: let his own life slowly unravel or find her.

the night we met - lord huron / world spins madly on - the weepies / this is me trying - taylor swift / it's called: freefall - rainbow kitten surprise / evermore (feat. bon iver) - taylor swift / edinburgh - the lake poets / wasteland, baby! - hozier / muscle memory - lights / labyrinth - taylor swift / manta rays - chloe moriondo / a troubled mind - noah kahan / love like ghosts - lord huron / sailor song - gigi perez / wild fire - cautious clay / until i found you - stephen sanchez / fine line - harry styles / sleeping alone - flatland cavalry / something in the orange - zach bryan / tear it all apart - micahel marcagi / love me like you used to - lord huron / new year's day - taylor swift

[lunaryhues]

Big Art Dump Part Two. All of these are of my character!

the rest are under the read more. be warned, there's a lot

^^^ I used this one for a video, but I don't think I ever uploaded the actual image anywhere. Dated June 24 2022

These are dated April 4 2023. Short hair redesign thoughts have been floating around in my head for a while.

at one point I wanted to make a bunch of talksprite-like graphics for use in thumbnails or videos and stuff. They feel outdated now. No date attached, but they're at least a year old. Probably older.

each pose had multiple different facial expressions for them by the way, but that's too much for this thread.

Alt artwork for my cover of Mili's Mirror Mirror. I liked this idea more than what I went with, but didn't wanna draw all those mirrors.

Dated Sept 19 2023. I procrastinated finishing it and eventually scrapped it for the version used. I really just wanted to get the video out.

mouse drawing lol. dated Nov 12 2023

I had this idea for an alternate Wizard design for me that revisited three separate times. third one is dated Dec 6 2023

Current hyperfixation. Two and a half months later and my brain won't let it go still. Sometimes I feel kinda silly about it, and I don't really know why I'm like this, but it makes me happy.

Alt sketch for my cover of CircusP's Nebulaholic. Looking back, I think I like this one more. I wish I used it. Dated August 28 2023

Some kind of angel/imp design. Clearly derivative of my own design, but I don't remember the context for it. It looks kinda cool though. Kind of inspired by some Kirby stuff.

dated April 3 2023. I think I drew it when I wasn't feeling great about myself, i dunno. The colors are nice.

i drew this with my mouse in mspaint after i bought the full version of Synthesizer V with Kevin. (essentially, I bought some Vocaloids, kinda)

Mai is a free voice that comes with SynthV. I only used her once, but then ignored her for Kevin. I like Kevin :)

Likely June 2023

This is probably the earliest version of what would become my current design. Dated May 5, 2019.

So, this one is a new design based on an old design. Its kind of a representation of a 2018 version of me. I would've used it for a video idea I had involving a flashback sequence, but I kinda had to scrap it.

dated Nov 15 2023

[theblackestofsuns]

[toxic-potions-productions]

Inside her mind (2/3)

Why would you, anyway? Not an easy thing to talk about, but oh well

@dorkygurl-89​

[cairafea]

my favourite genre of seventeen is when they're straight up lying

ref:

[rhera]

PART I | PART II

Beetlejuice (1988) Dead Ringer (1963) Cinderella (2015) 101 Dalmatians (1996) Hollow Triumph (1948) Black Swan (2010) Vanity Fair (2004) Shanghai Express (1932) Dune: Part Two (2024) Opening Night (1977)

[egophiliac]

do skully have pokemon?

Pumpkaboo is the obvious one, but y'know, sometimes the obvious one is the right one! (we'll say SUPER SIZE Pumpkaboo, just for fun. big pumpkin for big skeleton boy.) and another person actually also suggested Greavard, which I somehow hadn't considered, but feels so perfect that I feel like I should have. dangit.

(they can also have little Nightmare Suit costumes :D)

[keferon]

Monster hunter au part 9

I wanted to cook a bit more fluff before I get back to drama hehe

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[khaopybara]

❝This is your only chance, Ai'Mook.❞

CHANYA AMARIT as VIVI and AYA ORAPAN as KAIMOOK episode 8 of LOVE SEA

[xxplastic-cubexx]

graph

bonus:

[abovobee]

[songforten]

i did end up finding it btw

i’m a fun person to get dms from

[methoughtsphantom]

Jason “my family doesn’t know im alive” Todd and Danny “my family doesn’t know I’m dead” Fenton going alongside each of their plans my beloved. like Danny will absolutely go head-to-head with all of Gotham to support his new best friend on all his crime lord endeavors while he drags Jason to also attend collage with him. They are roommates and there never seems to a mention of family from either side. It’s an unspoken understanding they have. They met because Crime alley as a ghost lair thrummed with so much loneliness, it was at first the perfect place for Danny to hide his ecto signature in. But then he saw the dumbass whose lair it was lean his motorcycle just a tad too much when making a sharp turn to an alley, he sweeped the floor through a lifted chain link that passed his body but not his helmet. Yep that’s right the red thing got stuck. Danny who at the moment happened to be watching through his window snorted. Much to his horror because if not a ghost that dude could’ve gotten his head flung off.

Still, the scene was ridiculous.

On a whim he irrationally sees the police closing in on the guy and panicked at the thought of the guy using intangibility to free himself so Danny phased them both through his apartment wall and left the guy sprawled in his couch. Jason didn’t freak out but that’s normal when one’s got a concussion, one the guy immediately denied having as Danny laid out the medical supplies. The idiot proceeded to almost flatten four steps to the door with his stubbornness. He also said “I’m asexual” in the most deadpan voice as Danny dropped him back in the couch.

Danny sighed. Clearly though, he’d done so too early in the night because the guy kept trying to go, kept trying to knock Danny out, kept trying to slash him with knifes Danny didn’t know he had stashed. He’d only disarmed the guy from his guns. The visible ones apparently, cause at one point the guy did take out a gun and shoot until the ammo ran out and then teetered the thing like it was an art prop and hit his moon lamp.

Danny "yeah you aren’t officially my friend until you’ve tried to kill me" fenton my guys.

Anyways both keep having the same argument over if Danny technically kidnapped Jason or not. Danny holds the fact that the police at least didn’t see the guy make the ridicule. Jason argued that happened cause he was sporting a concussion. Danny argued he got that after.

Jason at first thinks the guy's a meta, but no. Danny introduces himself, sheepily now that he recognizes this is who the lair he invaded is from. He bandages him and tries to cook for him. If Danny didn’t have ice powers he most certainly would’ve burned the apartment. Jason then proceeds to kick him out of his own kitchen and make them both enchiladas. It’s the most normal both had in a while with another person and the air seems oddly settled. From then on, Jason constantly invited himself over, under the pretense that this was his territory and therefore he could drop in unannounced. Danny who has actual powers says he only allows this because Jason cooks very well.

Danny stays away from the crime fighting business unless his buddy is in deep shit he can’t get himself out. Also it’s Danny’s turn to cover for his vigilante friend which Sam and Tucker give him so much shit for. (but also advice)

And they were roommates. (omg) Danny effectively derails Jason’s big comeback plans by casually dropping ghost lore every two days. Like,

Jason, talking about how he doesn’t want Bats snooping on his territory:

Danny: Just don’t let them in

Jason: ??

Danny: yeah!! Hasn’t Batman died and got revived??? You can totally kick out death touched people you don’t want entering on your lair.

Jason: …I can?

Danny: Yep dude, your lair’s supposed to feel safe.

Jason: wait does that mean I can kick you out?

Danny: First this is my apartment. Second, im dead, not dead touched. Third, it’s too late to get rid of me. bitch.

Anyways Jason is super excited. You mean to tell him he can actually deny people over to his territory haunt?? (Yes it’s only to people who have died and came back but still!! The sample size is exactly the type of people he doesn’t want to see—!)

Joker my beloathed can’t step foot in Crime Alley.

(Jason’d feel a lot safer if the clown was dead but the possibility of his murderer turning into a ghost and their little loophole not applying on the clown is too scary to contemplate.)

Anyways, Jason loves experimenting with the power. It can go from simply making people shudder and not want to enter crime Alley to straight up not letting them enter like there’s an invisible wall blocking the way.

Jason because he’s hurt that Bruce never even patrols Crime Alley and also because he’s petty put B under the category of “invisible wall” blacklist. His reasoning is that the man doesn’t even attempt to enter Crime Alley. To him it’s surely just a place shadowed in tragedy. (anyways that’s it’s the place he met Jason)

Ironically, Jason totally forgets that Batman does venture into Crime Alley one day in the whole year. The day he met Jason.

Okay. He didn’t forget at first. The first year Jason remembers cause it was only a few months till then but then the next— Jason forgets that today’s the anniversary of the day’s Bruce’s parents died. He forgets to allow B in when he feels a slight tug and dismiss the feeling that prompts Bruce to investigate because he literally can’t enter Crime Alley. He starts the trialsTM, he scouts on the very edge and sees people the whole day enter and get out and cross with no problem but Bruce can’t.

It’s literally just Bruce.

Time to call Constantine, i guess.

[corkyviolet]

polin + reductress headlines

[kieran-culkins]

the ateides family + a clash of kings, george r.r. martin