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About a year ago, i build the Piercer from Ultrakill out of clay
I tried to make the bullet chamber free spinning, but it just ended up fragile as hell
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9e111 · 5 months
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whaaaattt, a celestial body you've been observing for years just up and disappeared without a trace??? no wayyyyy you're kidding
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theleoisallinthemind · 2 months
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Sarah Sitkin 
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tortillasconsal · 6 months
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Day 2. Cracks
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Very silly comic for the 2nd day, but in my defense I had planned something more elaborate that couldn't fit in a square canvas.
Obviously by "Cracks" I can just think of somebody's mask getting cracked somehow, and I scuttled through my mind deciding which masked babygirl I'll choose and went for Eyeless Jack bc I really didn't feel like drawing anything more elaborate than that guy. I was going to do a comic about someone kicking EJ to try to escape, but it took me too long to figure out a good pose and frames that would fit the whole thing so I had to improvise..
Ayways yeah- I don't really have much to say about EJ right here, in the first day I made a piece that settled an interesting scene between Tim and Brian where I felt inspired to write the context of their situation, but this is just EJ being hit by a brick. Not really lore worthy, but really funny.
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chikao-art · 1 year
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This is my gem demon Blue Fox Agate! I wanted to make one with lots of contrast! Go look at @foxpirates-art and @crimson-chains for more cool gem demons!!
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pink-evilette · 5 months
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Cracks (2009)
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through the cracks
-L.F.
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folditdouble · 26 days
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Women in Film Challenge 2024: [17/52] Cracks, dir. Jordan Scott (UK/Ireland, 2009)
The most important thing in life is desire. You can achieve anything you want. The world is yours for the taking. Nothing is impossible for you, my girls. All you need to do is to desire it. Do you have desire? If you have desire, nothing can stand in your way.
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pangeen · 9 months
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“ American Southwest “ // Tyler Glass
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ofc-fics · 8 months
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Can I request Miss G x reader? Obvs dark and yandere miss g. Something like it being her first time and r’s first time too. Maybe it starts out with her being super insistent, like she wants to be with her so bad that she can’t hold back anymore and reader is uncomfortable at first (but attracted) and eventually it becomes consensual. (Bonus points if she’s extra possessive like biting/marking her or spitting in her mouth bc omggg 😫.) Thank uuuu!
Warnings: Uh... fisting.
The girls of Miss Matilda's Catholic School convened every morning for mass and choir. They all stood in tedious rows, singing the hymns in their books. This was where Eva Gribben first saw you. She was a slight thing, dark hair cut short at her neck. Her jacket was always open, always flowing, and she wore pants where most girls wore their assigned skirts.
She was a rebel and a revolutionary. She had all these ideas of travelling the world and she had you wrapped around her little finger. You both read so many books about abroad and the adventures others had already had. You imagined them most out on the diving platform by the lake.
"Do you suppose we could swim to the Amazon?" your friend asked excitedly, looking out at the water.
You thought for a moment before shaking your head. "No, it would take too long and you'd never know which direction you're going. And the Amazon has dangerous creatures you'd encounter on the swim there. We'd never make it."
Eva gave you a big toothy grin, hovering over your sitting form. "We could make it," she insisted naively. "I'd just ride you." She pressed forward and suddenly she was kissing you. She reveled in the heat rushing to your face, warming hers. You were just a sweet little thing who had no idea what she needed. You wanted to travel the world just like Gribben, but you were so delicate. Though physically out-sizing Eva, she had the larger presence. A stern voice and you just rolled right over. And kissing you was like holding the sun. In the palms of her hands, where no one else could see or touch it. You were her personal sun and she could never let you out into the more-frightening-than-school world. Despite you being hers - no one else's, no one can touch you - she kisses you every time like it will be the last. Crawling into your lap, pressing more and more against you, nails digging into your back to keep you close.
The best way to deal with the pain in your back was to go limp in her hold so you did. Slowly lying back, you hoped she'd remove her nails from your skin. She did, hands planted beside your head. If she had her way, they'd be exploring and striping you down so she could see everything, touch everything.
But you got squirmy while so laved your throat with attention. It just turned her on more and she wanted to pin you, take your wiggle from you and make you arch. "Wait, wait, Gribben," you forced her to stop with her surname. You usually called each other by their last name, but she knew this made it more serious to tell her to stop.
Eva sat up on your hips. "Alright?" she asked hopefully.
You nodded, panting. She was in a similar state, but she chased the feelings you shied from. You sat up with her, scooting back. "There's no rush," you assured her, smiling uncomfortably.
Eva nodded and sat where you were reading. She even picked up your book, pretending not to care about what just happened.
You got to your knees, laughing. "Now- now, give me that-" You reached for the book, but it was moved away just in the nick of time. "Gribben. Gri- Eva!" you laughed out. Every time you reached for it, she pulled it in a new direction. You were soon enough crawling all over the diving platform, wrestling over the text. You fell over her, finally grasping the outer edge before gasping, "Got it!" victoriously. You were now kneeling over Eva who kissed at your neck again. With a surprised breath, your knee slipped over the edge of the platform, hips stretching as it fell over the edge, you soon following. You felt your momentum roll and you chucked the book you'd have to pay for - or your rotten parents would have to, serves them right - over toward the stairs. You screamed as you fell, hoping you hit the water and hoping you didn't get wet.
You did hit the water, freezing and heavy as it was. You took your apron and shoes off, swimming back up to the surface. Gribben was already waiting on the dock, on her knees. When she saw you, she shoved out her hand and you took it. You were pulled onto the dock beside her and collapsed in a fit of coughs. Gribben had her own apron off, dabbing you with it to dry you. Once you were able to stand, she ushered you both off to your room.
"What did you do?" she asked in an awed voice as you walked.
"Just assumed the position to create the smallest splash and to hurt the least," you stammered out, clinging to the dry, slowly soaking, fabric and your friend.
As you almost reached the dorm door, you made a detour to the showers. "Get me some dry clothes, yeah?" you asked, ducking inside to get warm.
Gribben would love to join you in there and raced to get a set of pajamas, it was late enough in the day, to give you. Lessons were done and while attending supper in nighties was frowned upon, you needed a new apron, sash, and shoes anyway. She stopped a little longer than necessary to go through your drawers. She took a pretty pair of underwear for her pocket and daydreamed of you in another pair, taking it for you. She chose the nightgown she knew you didn't like purely because of how short it was. The bottom hung mid-thigh, but you'd have your robe to wear. She returned to the bathroom to find you naked under the spray, purely trying to warm up. Miss Mathilda's didn't have the best amenities, but it had water warmer than the lake. You turned off the water and wrapped a towel around yourself before Eva got the view she really wanted. You smiled kindly when you saw the clothes and dressed with the towel still on. Quite a skill that she didn't appreciate.
You had to tell Miss Nieven at supper, as she demanded an explanation for your state of dress, and she of course found a way to make it your fault. You had to pay more attention, be more graceful, be a lady. You wanted to gag when she started mentioning a husband.
But you got to bundle up in your poorly made blankets which scratched your arms and legs, but you were asleep so you didn't notice. 
Gribben did. From the where she sat at the foot of your bed, she watched you toss and turn in the uncomfortable sheets. Soon enough, she did you a favor and uncovered you. You stopped moving, but the chill from the room would soon set into your skin, then your bones, and you would wake up. Easy. Hovering over you kept your body heat from escaping and also gave you some of hers. She had wide, manic eyes and a wide grin as she noticed your movement had pushed up your dress. She ghosted her fingertips down your stomach, lowering herself to kiss the soft belly and the pouch under your naval. She flicked her tongue down there, watching your hips twitch. She chuckled darkly at your vulnerable condition, susceptible to her every action. Her hands didn't hesitate to travel from your ankles to your thighs. Once she got her hands on the top of your legs, she let out a breath and laid beside you, covering you both with her luxury (her only luxury item) robe. Her nightstand was bare besides her lamp and she could share her soft coat. 
A shrill scream startled you from your deep and suddenly comfortable sleep. You jerked to sit up quickly and saw three other girls you roomed with having a grip on Eva's hair, pinching and hitting her. They shouted profanities and accusations like "thief" "liar!" and "filthy dyke". The other girl pulled you away from her when you went to help. 
"Hey!" you screamed. "That's enough! Stop it! Don't hurt her!" You tried to defend her, but somebody punching your back knocked the wind from you. You fell to your knees and the other girls turned to you, giving a good hit or kick before funneling from the room. You crawled over to Eva, bringing her head onto your knees. "Alright, Gribben?" you asked softly, wiping the blood about to drool onto her. 
The brunette nodded and rose to her knees as well. You both clung to each other to help the other up. "Such cruel bitches," she spat derogatorily. 
You wrapped your arm around her shoulder. "I know. I guess it's just you and me against the world." 
You both passed the teachers on your way to breakfast and a hand on your shoulder stopped the gradual movement. 
"More shenanigans by the lake, ladies?" the Headmistress called. 
You stopped walking. It was less problem-causing than the truth and more believable because she'd proposed it so you admitted it. "Yes, Miss Nieven." 
"You must be ever aware of your surroundings. I'd hate to have to close off the dock." 
You stared up at her, anger hidden behind the child-like protest in your eyes. She knew that was your friend's favorite place and it was punishment for you. "I will, Miss Nieven. Please don't." You had to make your voice small and apologetic when you'd done nothing wrong. 
It made miss Gribben want to peel Miss Nieven's face off with her fingernails. But she just walked in with you. You sat together, isolated as the other girls were on the other end. You sat with your dormmates, mandatory, but they'd long since made it clear which side of the table was yours. "One day, we shall leave this place and no one will scold us," Eva promised. 
You held her hand under the table, smiling when she held your toast for you to butter. She did the same with yours and you did the same, giggling. "We shall discover our own island," you proposed, smiling at what you perceived to be a dream. But for Eva, it was all real, promises you would one day keep. 
"And we'll sit on the table, make that the custom." 
You smiled, resisting the ever-present, deeply tempting urge to kiss her. "And I shan't have to hide my desires." You still eyeballed them, dreading getting through a day without her. 
Her hand slid under the waistband of your skirt, under the tucked blouse, and around your side. "Feign ill. We can stay in the dorm, alone-"
"We are in enough trouble with Miss Nieven, and you know I'm not ready." You wanted to give her a conciliatory kiss, but had to refrain. 
Eva tilted her head. Her hand stayed under your clothes, but moved under your skirt for more subtlety. You straightened your blouse and she used you stretching to uncurl her fingers against the soft flesh of your inner thighs. Your breath hitched and Gribben laughed smugly. She rested her head on your chest like a friend would, assuring you, "You're just nervous. We'll get there." If Eva had to inch them there, touching more of you with every kiss or luring you in for a summer swim naked before the end of term. She'd have you. 
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It didn't take until the end of term, just the end of the month. Your cycle passed and you were in rare form, buzzing almost. You took Eva's hand with even more ease than before and your make out sessions had turned up, with you burning more fiercely than her for a time. It would fade, as it always did, the further past your cycle you got, but the feelings lingered so soon after the experience. It was always an odd combination of need and pain, but the pain was gone. 
The young Miss G had done something amazing. As she led you to the dock in the chill of the evening, you were already hoping to return to bed. But once she uncovered your eyes, all breath left you. "This is... amazing," you finally croaked out. You stepped closer, watching the way the blankets pinned around the diver's platform swayed in the wind, but didn't blow up. It was protected, and there was a lamp and a few more blankets waiting when Eva led the way. She was constantly looking over her shoulder at you, watching your reaction. You didn't disappoint, the wonder in your eyes letting her feel she'd done the deed well. 
You sat with Eva in your own little world and just smiled at her. "How did you do all this?" 
The mysterious girl had dark eyes that would intimidate sharks. "If we are to travel the world, we will need skills more clever than this." 
You smiled at her. 
Eva stared you down as you both got comfortable. The heat of your skin against hers felt like an inferno of an invitation. She leaned over to kiss you. After your cycle really was her favorite time with you because you not only kissed back, but you moved to straddle her. Your inexperienced fingers wandered her collar, her stomach. You circled her, feeling everything, memorizing her in your arms. You were needy and pulsing already, panting soon after. You unknowingly ground your hips down onto her, whimpering into her mouth. Seized by the knowledge of your desperation, Miss G went to work. She felt you up much more experiencedly, having done so on you many times while you got in the mood less frequently. She brought her thumb down your side, reveling in your shiver. Sitting up, she also pushed up your skirt. "God," she breathed upon palming your wet underwear. 
"Gribben," you whined, pressing your lips into her more firmly. You took her free hand in yours, pushing her down. Your hips bored you down on the fingers toying and poking around down there. The uncomfortable cotton made the touches more electric. "My... sweet." 
Her fingers explored completely down there. She moved the strip of cloth keeping her from your cunt to the side and finally felt it with her bare fingers. You moaned outright, leaning down on her. Her thumb stretched up while her fingers found the source of the wetness, your heat. The tip of her finger dipped inside while her thumb met two bumps. She focused on the one that made you jump. She fed on your desperate sounds, happy you were finally on the same page as her. You didn't know want, need. She would show you exactly what you'd put her through. Freeing her captured hand, she scooped you onto your back and began undressing you. 
You kissed as you went, moving in a clash of arms and fingers as you stripped on another. You got her underwear off first and the girl mimicked your movements, hips dropping onto your leg. She was sopping, drenching your leg as she moved back and forth. You undid her top, trailing your fingers down her collarbones, holding her breasts, pinching the nubs- 
She came with an animalistic cry, rutting desperately as the passion over took her. She came down with heaving breaths and immediately moved down to pull your skirt and underwear off in one move. She pounced and pinned you to the slats, mouth watering in the face of the wetness, your hole spread from her gentle prodding. She went to work on your cunt, not bothering to swallow. Her spit mixed with your slick and she slurped up the filthy shake, eating at her goal like a woman starved. You couldn't take the onslaught and jerked. You kept trying to move away when thin yet strong arms wrapped your legs and pinned your hips. She growled a warning, filling your stomach with a warmth worse than before. Your fingers wound their way into her short, dark hair. Something behind your belly button filled you with great pleasure, slowly building and swaying you into the hurricane of whatever Eva was mixing. Moans bubbled over your lips, paying no mind to the nails digging in because you still couldn't stop moving. Your chest was perpetually in the air, head barely touching the blankets cushioning the structure. You cried out as the tension snapped and you were washed away by a force stronger than the lake, stronger than the ocean. This might've been God, but he sent you right back, limp under your girlfriend. But she didn't stop. Not noticing, or knowing, or caring, but she just kept licking. She found that nub again and pressed her tongue into it. She lapped and sucked at it, God smacking into you again. Your body seized and God was a wave, clenching your muscles and fuzzying your brain. Still licking at that spot despite your hissing, she brought her finger back into the mix. The first one went in easily the slick worse than walking on ice. The second one provided a bit of pain. 
You cried out, definitely not in pleasure, as she just going, forcing the second finger in. Tears sprung to your eyes and you wanted to tell her to stop, slow down, but your mouth wasn't working. Luckily, the pain left as soon as it came and you were releasing whimpers from the lips you were biting. 
"All mine," Gribben was muttering. She'd stopped licking you, just pumping her fingers into your cunt. "Shh, shh." She kissed your tear-streaked cheeks, thumb finding that nub. "We'll get that island." Your eyes rolled back, a third finger poking at your entrance. More tears flowed, but Eva kissed and bit your neck and chest. She'd marked you quite thoroughly but you'd been high on her so you didn't notice, if you cared. Covered arms and legs in bruises and bitemarks, Eva was only more intoxicated, jerking her fingers into you harder. "Come home from every adventure and fuck you against a tree." Your toes curled, Eva fucking you still, and you rose on your feet, lifting your hips, chest, then rolling your head back. You were taken away, coming back only to hear Gribben's continued babbling. She was still referencing books while you could hardly read if your life depended on it. She wanted to ride horses and dolphins, fight pirates and bandits - and she wanted it all with you, she told you as she lifted one of your legs up onto her back. You were completely limp, mush for her to maneuver. "You'll look at no one else, be touched by no one else." She forced her pinky in your swollen whole, paying no mind to the faint sounds leaving your throat. Your mind had since melted and she understood her touch did that. You were on the brink of the greatest ecstasy of the known universe and it was a little much for you. She'd get you through it. 
One hand in your hole, her knee came up behind to push it further in. Your leg shouldn't have bent to go behind her head, but you could do nothing about it. 
"You'll be mine for eternity and we'll rule this world." She folded her thumb and forced her entire fist in your cunt, earning a shout. You were jello against the mattress, speaking again now, but they weren't English or any other language of the known universe. She fucked you with her whole arm's strength, feeling you flutter around her, eyes slipping shut as the force of more than God hit you. You were at the mercy of the force of Miss G. And she kept going as you clenched all the way around her, scratching her as your body acted every configuration it knew. Eva got off watching you, her free hand circling the nub she'd enslaved you through, discovering she had her own. 
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Retinografia (Retinography) © Ricardo Félix aka Photography is Silence Fiction:
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phantomrin · 1 year
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Inktober.
Day 25 - Broken.
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In the shallow dance of life I no longer recognise the self. I feel my soul slowly succumbing To pressures far beyond comprehension, Its slow seep through the cracks Of a once solid foundation. I no longer recognise my self. I fear this new foundling And its tepid taps Across a dusty floor.
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fainfrumos · 4 months
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Cracks, Chania [14.10.23]
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9e111 · 5 months
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:D
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