#saintly thoughts

[pinnedangel]

thinking about being a public display for the entertainment of a large group of people. laying on my back on a table as my arms and legs are buckled into the straps attached to it, long before the fun begins, by a member of the staff coordinating the event that the group renting me out for the night is putting on. watching them from my already helpless position bring out a large bag of toys to clean and set on the side table beside me, easily in reach for anyone who might be playing with me tonight. dildos in all sizes, from barely more than a couple inches long, to thicker than my arm and long enough to rearrange my guts for good. there are differently shaped ones as well, a tentacle, a horse cock, a wolf cock with a knot at its base bigger than my fist. the staff methodically prepare the display, as i watch with equal parts fear and excitement, my cunt already starting to get wet with anticipation. even as a rentable display piece, some of these are bigger than i'm used to taking, but there's nothing i can do about it. the contract has been signed, i have given myself over in my entirety for the night. whatever happens to me now, however i am used, pleasured or hurt, is up to tonight's clients. the staff member moves on from the dildos, now they've moved onto a small variety of differently sized plugs, some decorative and some purely for the sake of stretching me out, even one that inflates. two sets of beads come out of their bag of tricks next, one simple set of six reasonably sized beads, and one impressively long, over a dozen, probably close to two, that start out barely marble sized and slowly increase until the last, a silicone tennis ball that makes my breath hitch. i can't help but think of what the evening could bring, surrounded by faces i'll never see again, unable to move enough to even watch my own torment as one amused partygoer pops bead after bead into my ass and another selects a particularly large dildo to thrust in and out of my cunt so rapidly that my mind is blank to anything but pleasure. even the thought of it now has me holding back a whimper, finding myself wriggling on the table the slight amount that my restraints allow, in a futile quest for some kind of friction against my already desperate cunt. but no matter how i try to writhe, i’ll be stuck frustrated with my holes feeling nothing but air, at least until the party starts.

[cosmosnout]

The real reason Oda had to get rid of her was not for plot convenience, but bc she would have kicked everyone’s ass. (Source: trust me bro)

[l1ving-d34d-g1rl]

To love someone who would admire me as much as I did them…

[buqbite]

Halo

[otrtbs]

my family’s not talking to me rn bc i stepped on a strip of nails in my carpet and i said “now i know how jesus must’ve felt when they put the nails in his feet” 😔

[jahiera]

wait a minute. what if I changed emrys' guardian from her ex girlfriend to a sort of "human" version of tyr. hear me out.

[fluentisonus]

literally characters of all time

[genderqueerpond]

finally watching two's era in order completionist style and uh

uh--

they've stolen him away. they've literally stolen him away. they are the fae to him and they've pulled him into another world and told him he can never go home

[this-world-of-beautiful-monsters]

did anyone else. genuinely believe that Karen was literally dead during their first watch of ep 1 or was it just me.

[californiannostalgia]

I finally understand why atheists who were once catholics write about bones so much

I didn't realize that christian worship was built on cannibalism

maybe I should've expected that when the textbook tried to explain to me the 'eating the flesh of jesus' thing

[jasontoddenthusiastt]

Family Methods

[ Suicide Squad: Get Joker! #3 ]

As much as I rag on this story for implying Jason’s trauma-induced spidey-senses activate when the joker walks into the room, there was some rare mockery of Bruce’s side of the ever-so-tiresome morality debate.

Like, ah yes,

the pinnacle of morality

[pinnedangel]

which one of these urls says “i’m horny about angels getting kidnapped and brutalized and torn apart and forced to worship their captor like a false god and manipulated into willingly orchestrating their own destruction, amongst other things” in the most aesthetically pleasing manner. i have all of these saved and i make zero guarantee of listening to the results but polls are fun.

[professionalowl]

not reblogging the post because i know it's a flawed test (and infuriatingly poorly worded to wit) but the RAADS-R autism test is going around again and i got an 87, which is i think what i got the last time i took it and also tracks - i'm personally pretty certain that i'm not autistic, but (autistic) friends of mine have historically been split on the issue because apparently i 'act' like an autistic person and they're often surprised when i say i'm actually not

[l1ving-d34d-g1rl]

I miss that ever consuming love. The love I felt to be undying. To be devoured whole in devotion is truly so beautiful…

[ouroboobos]

my mother keeps talking about how shes gonna write about about her craaazy life and all the terrible things she went through. if she does it i might actually kms

[c-rowlesdraws]

" "Why did you ascend to be a Lyctor?" "Ultimate power-- and posters of my face." Fair. "

-Harrow The Ninth by Tamsyn Muir ⸻ Ianthe Tridentarius Ianthe the First, Prince Ianthe Naberius; Lyctor, Eighth Saint to serve the King Undying, Tall Hot Glass of Skank. A girl who'd tell you she's gotten everything she ever wanted—and you'd almost believe her.

I thought of drawing her propaganda poster as a closer likeness, but decided it was funnier if it was obviously retouched to look more healthy and saintly.

(process pics from sketch to final artwork available to see on patreon! This one had a longer journey than some of my other illustrations.)