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instruth · 1 year
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Tiny Droplets Of Rain
I wake up today
to my not unusual breakfast
I usually consume, unconsciously
simple small things slip my mind
they’re very easy to forget
I go about my day
enchanted by the surroundings
I compose, I write my poems
people passing by, they grin
and my soul cheers from within
providence comes from within
reflecting onto the environment
subtly but surely, small things pop up
often, they get subdued by the big ones
these tiny droplets of rain fill the ocean
©Johnny J P Lee
03 March 2023
A Gogyoshiren Poem (15)
Photos: J. P. Lee
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aceinacloset · 3 months
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Small fnaf sl doodle dump.
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Ballora, Elizabeth's adopted mom (I'm an avid ballora is NOT mrs. Afton viewer)
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Funtime Foxy deserves a good hug, Elizabeth is touch starved so she is all for it.
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"We want that TWINK obliterated.:
I have plans to branch out my art into other fandoms, but right now, I've been too busy with school to make that step. So stay tuned.
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prolibytherium · 5 months
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This Is Not An Undiagnosed D/S Kink This Is Being A Misogynist And Having Extremely Common Far Right Misogynist Views. This is typical manosphere and/or trad and/or incel shit.
Someone with this viewpoint who gets into D/S is almost definitely not going to be like "Oh haha turns out I just had a fetish this whole time and women are actually not inherently subservient! I just want to do fun kinky sex roleplay and I will treat women normally otherwise :)" they are going to be abusive (or at the VERY least scummy) to the women they are with and it will not translate to healthy and respectful D/S interaction
Edit in case it’s unclear I am NOT saying screencapped tags are right wing just that what they’re describing is
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ssigmas · 1 year
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Ramattra had once hoped that omnics and humans could live in harmony with one another. Too, he had once convinced himself that he'd seen enough brutality and death to last him several lifetimes, and shed his cloak of war. He now understood how foolish his ideals were. As long as humanity scorned omnics, as long as his kind were slaughtered and decimated, Ramattra would see to it that omnics would prevail, even if it meant the only solution was the annihilation of humanity.
 Even then. ...However, there existed one glowing spark on the blight that was humanity, one such human that made him, if just for a moment, almost hopeful again. The electronic door of his quarters whooshed shut as he stepped inside. Your sleepy expression emerged from the bundle of cushions and blankets he kept on the floor for his meditations, lips curving into a soft, warm smile as he approached. These days, there weren't many aspects of humanity he found worthy of salvation. Very little about humans appealed to him, and yet he made exceptions for you. How could he feel anything else but fondness when he cupped your face and you nuzzled into his palm? How could he think that you  were deserving of anything else but his protection when you sought him out after battles, worried hands finding every nick in his metal and fault in his wiring? You possessed a uniquely caring and compassionate heart for your kind, and were one of the few humans he knew to be sympathetic to his cause. Even now as he knelt beside you in the bed of blankets, you reached for him, fingertips mapping and re-mapping the ridges and angles of his body you knew so well. You were so sweet to fret over him when it was you with the vulnerable, fleshy body. It would take no effort at all for him to crush every bone in your hand, and yet you held his with infinite tenderness, flexing each silicone tendon as if checking for damage. Ramattra soothed away your concerns and instead welcomed you into his embrace, guiding you to sit between his folded legs. Back-to-chest, he faintly sensed your heartbeat as it pulsed regularly beneath your skin. Such an odd, unfamiliar thing to an omnic whose body thrummed with constant energy, but he found it a comfort. It meant you were alive, after all. You stretched to press your lips against the edge of his faceplate in a 'kiss' as you settled against him. There was little he could do to reciprocate your affections except to rest his head atop yours, curving himself around you to cocoon you against his front. He had neither the need for a heart nor a pair of lungs. Even still, he focused on the rhythm of your breathing as each exhale warmed the metal of his chassis, drawing his world smaller and smaller until it was the only sensation he registered. He had always wanted a brighter future for his people. As Ramattra sunk into his meditations, he understood with a startling realization that he wanted the future to include you at his side.
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ahli-stuff · 1 month
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*Sweating throwing up nauseous dizzy*
What if vox is Asian American
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mustangs-flames · 8 months
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I'm curious (because I'm kind of a bible nerd), since the bible talks about human-angel hybrids/nephelim, would that be something that's possible in htb, or just something that humans would have thought up, y'know, for funsies?
Things like nephelim, cherubim, and seraphim, etc. are actually all just alternative names for alternates. Humans don't know that what they thought were angelic creatures are actually eldritch abominations though lmao
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anothermonikan · 2 months
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Have I told you guys about the fucked up dreams I've been having recently? I've been having some fucked up dreams lately. yeah <3
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#sorry this is mostly about a dream I had yesterday and if I just say it it's gonna sound so creepypasta-y#like I have a lot of creepypasta-y dreams it's just how my dreams have always worked hehe#It wasn't fucked up because it was scary or anything it was fucked up because of how I felt in it#how to describe it...like I was like almost too calm and accepting of my fate#like okay previous dream context (whether this was context from another actual dream or just. lore my brain made up idk)#I got sentenced to execution. It's...really hard to describe the context without it sounding really silly.#like it was a part of some sick game that a person planned out and it all ended in a white maze room#I was told I could either choose to go free from a month and then be collected for execution or be trapped in the room forever but alive#and I chose to be executed. everyone knew. we all even had silly inside jokes about it ehe#like my friends were picking music out for it. it was really silly hehe!#but the person who came to collect me for execution was so striking. she was like. almost literally a doll#A big doll!! Like she was so so tall!! she actually shrank to be more my size as the dream went on. she was strikingly pretty#and kind. she was so kind#we walked around and said goodbye to everyone. she made friendly conversation. she guided me through how everything was going to go#god the tenderness of it all makes me sqee a lil aha. a little fucked up I think#it was self-inflicted you see. Rose bushes over a tall fence. that's why she was so tall. to help me over#I caught on pretty quickly that she was a person who decided to stay in the room instead of being executed#that's what becomes of them. they become subservient to the game master. they're made to collect the ones who chose to leave and die later#she told me that deep down she kinda wished that doing this for him would convince him to make her human again and to let her be free#I told her that it was bullshit and that he'd never do that. and she was like. yeah. but a girl can dream right?#another one of those dreams that have lines that stick out in my head as well...okay one of them was just really funny#'Hey guys' 'I'm being executed today :D' 'oh. okay!'#dhdhdh#'It's scary isn't it?' 'yeah. it is' 'Well. It'll all be over soon'#like gwah. gwahhhh#'There is something wrong inside of you' levels of impact on my psyche I reckon#me and the doll girl kissed a few times. it was weirdly quite natural. nothing intensive#but I think we both had an understanding that we weren't seeing eachother again and we cared about eachother#it was so greatly platonic and nice. yearning for something I will never experience aha ^^;#Idk if I even want to be in any sort of QPR but it was definitely nice in this dream
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steeb-stn · 1 year
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‘This is a love story, and that’s not good’ mr mazin please cease and 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵
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1pcii · 4 months
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thinking about younger 124ji as years of this kind of unchecked thinking and behaviour, mixed with their unnatural lack of empathy bringing them to the cartoonist extremes they display in canon.
#cw for strangulation and child death for the video clip#I've been thinking alot about the vinsmokes and Eva parallels lately#how similar yet opposite gendou and judge are#gendou doing everything for the sake/memory of his wife at the expense of humanity. judge doing everything for germa at the expence of#his wife/family#yet they both end up hurting and augmenting unatural circumstances for their children in very similar ways#they are but liabilities. sacrifices. pawns in a game they would kill themselves trying to win. cast out and abused for 'failing'#I find rei parallels especially interesting. she's a very underappreciated character already imo. and it's easy to make the shinji/sanji#connection#but Rei has so many layers to her that can be akin to the vinsmoke siblings#she is like reiju in that she does have emotion but her subservient position under judge(/gendou) means that it means very little in the#grand scheme of things#and yet she can't help but to /feel/ when around sanji(/shinji). a testimony of the love of her late mother#she is also similar to 124ji in that she is replaceable. always at risk of the technology that brought her into the world as she is#she has been molded into the perfect soldier via gendou's emotional manipulation and as such only expresses what is necessary for her#position. only parrots back what he exposes her to. unaware of it's weight or ramifications on other people#124ji I'd say have that to an extream in that violence and malice are actively encouraged in their minds by the fact they do seem to be#able to express /negative/ emotions#which naturally lead them to growing into the abusive assholes they are today#but it's sad yknow? that they never had the chance to be anything else#psii.txt#psii.mp4#text#meta#vinsmoke siblings#vinsmoke ichiji#vinsmoke niji#vinsmoke yonji#124ji
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gothic-cepho · 5 months
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im so fucking glad that I decided to go and read those old 80’s/90’s dnd fiction books because 1) they’re genuinely quite entertaining sometimes and 2) every so often there’s a line that just splits me open and shifts how i see dnd just a little bit
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widowshill · 8 months
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thinking about that quote about ds “existing in a twilight world somewhere outside the patriarchal hegemony.” yeah
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instruth · 1 year
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I AM THE WIND
Spread thy wings
And take to flight
Shake and swing
Dispel the fright
I am the wind
Lifting thee to fly
I bring thee thy find
Thou sought by and by
Open up
Thou art free
To share my cup
Come drink with me
Rest thy search
In peace profound
The end of thy search
Cometh - Thou art found
©Johnny J P Lee
26 March 2023
Photos, Kaushal Kishore
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herisms · 1 year
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rhianne has a long scar down the side of her neck from where one of vaughn's men pressed a knife to it threateningly during her kidnapping.... he let it dig just enough into her skin to draw blood, to make her squirm or beg for mercy since she was the most defiant of the women. she swallowed her fear and glared daggers into his eyes, then dared him to go deeper.
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littlestarprincess · 3 days
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Every time I see something about Supernatural, I wonder how much of the current atheist attitude towards Christianity is rooted in people mistaking Supernatural for being well researched and intelligent.
#i saw someone say something like 'is jesus be embarrassed to be associated with the demiurge known as the christian god' and it's like#JESUS OF NAZARETH LITERALLY STARTED A CULT#HE WAS A JEWISH MAN WHO STARTED A CULT THAT KICKED OFF CHRISITIANITY#THE CHRISTIAN GOD IS LITERALLY HIS TAKE ON GOD#is is CALLED THE CHRISTIAN GOD *AFTER HIM*#also that's not even what the demiurge is like#the demiurge-as-god concept really only applies to the old testament god#(and subsequently might be rooted in antisemitisim tbh)#and the demiurge as a whole concept IS SUBSERVIENT TO THE SUPREME BEING and THAT is if you accept that particular branch of gnosticism#(though adding on to the demiurge-as-god thing . . . it also is interesting to me specifically because not only does it reflect#jesus (the son) usurping yahweh (the father)#but yahweh had a son name el and el is where we get all those such-and-such of god names so it's. . . el (the son) usurping the father#(yahweh) and jesus (the son) usurping the father (god) and it's just part of an endless cycle of sons usurping fathers because it is#in the nature of children to eventually wrestle empires from their parents#idk how el might appear in the testaments i'm pretty much only familiar with him in the context of the caulish pantheon and there very#loosely but i just think it's neat how humanity tells the same universal stories with different names over and over across time and space#and then we fight over it???? for some reason????#also this is no shade to supernatural this is 100% shade to the people who try to use supernatural lore in place of researching#shit like djinn and faerie changelings#supernatural is an AMERICAN BASED HORROR SERIES so the folklore is presented THROUGH THAT LENS#and because of that the biblical stuff is ALSO HEAVILY ROOTED in discussion of the effect evangelicalism and purity cults have on people#it is NOT a be all end all dictionary of occult lore
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Minotaur Ranch
cw: cnc, dubious consent, monster fucking, bestiality(?)
Based on the Eggpregtober Fic 3
I keep imagining what it'd be like to work on a Minotaur Ranch.
The beasts mostly keep to themselves, grazing the fields and laying around in the shade. They can act real cute with you sometimes. Nuzzling into your palm when you scratch their head just right. Mooing impatiently to be let out after being cooped up at night. It's easy to forget they're running on primal instinct until one shoved you against a wall and rips through your pants.
That's when you remember the rules of the ranch: Don't pet the Minotaur, Don't feed the Minotaur, and Don't ever present your ass to a Minotaur.
You hadn't thought these rules were that important.
How could you have known that petting and rubbing their bodies with soothing touches would be seen as an act of submission. It never would have occurred to you that feeding them a bit of your lunch every once in a while would be seen as a sign of courtship.
And when you turned around to pick up some equipment off the floor, how could you foreseen that the bull behind you would take it as a sign you were in heat.
Muscular hands hold you off the ground. As your legs dangle below you, you feel the wet muzzle of your Minotaur lick into your neck. It's meant to be a soothing gestures as he lines his bovine cock against your opening, but all you feel is terror at the rough fucking about to take place.
You've seen the ways the Minotaur's fight each other in the fields. It's part of their DNA to show dominance to the weak. You've heard of monster "bitching" before, and you know it's supposed to be an act of ferocious claiming meant to humiliate a subservient other.
You close your eyes, waiting for the pain of being split on Minotaur cock, but instead yelp as they pull you up further off the ground and lick you. Their tongue is long, wet and thick, thicker than a human cock. You can't help but moan as it breaches your hole. That only seems to encourage it, roughly thrusting it's tongue into you as deep as it can go. You writhe in its grip. At the angle its holding you, you can look down and see its tongue pushing your skin taut.
Once it's satisfied you've been opened enough it moves you down, back over its cock and thrusts inside. It doesn't hurt. It's so gentle with you, fucking you like it knows you weren't built for the full force of a Minotaur's strength. You clench down as you cum from the treatment. It bellows loud and low at how good you feel.
It fucks you against the wall like that. Slowly rocking forward into your human frame You can't help but imagine if you had been any other Minotaur. Would it have fucked you harder? Or was Minotaur mating far softer than you gave them credit for? You'll have to answer those questions later. Right now, you just want to focus on your next orgasm.
You know its close when it starts to breathe heavier and thrust a little faster. Wet slapping sounds fill the air as its balls hit your thighs. In one final thrust, it groans and hot cum fills you. You can feel its balls draw up behind you. You didn't realize how long a Minotaur could cum until minutes passed and you were still being filled. Most of it has pooled between your legs and onto the floor, but your bulging tummy is aching from what little can fill it.
But you love it. You loved being bred by your bull. You wished you could be fucked over and over again just like this.
As it pulls out of you and holds you limp in its grasp, it hands you over to another Minotaur. The whole herd had watched you be claimed, now they think your a mare in heat. You can't blame them. As you spread your legs for the next bull, you think about how good it is to work on a Minotaur ranch.
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yokoyas · 1 year
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btw sometimes on the way back from work i listen to would’ve, could’ve, should’ve and think about denji and make myself so sad
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