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000marie198 · 2 months

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Beats till the song disappears

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Classic era, Sonic 2's bad ending timeline but I made it better. Or worse. Leaving for you to decide. Enjoy :)

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He trudged through the dark zone, silent and windless akin to a closed, lifeless chamber.

The place was littered with systematically arranged crystal blocks that would've looked aesthetically pleasing if it were daytime. For now, they just made the place more eerie as he waited for Robotnik to show up.

After what felt like an eternity of worried pacing to the speedy hedgehog but in reality was barely a couple of minutes, two of the structures nearby split apart, revealing a camouflaged panel sliding in the ground.

Sonic stopped, facing the opening to see the Eggmobile rise from the underground, hovering a meter or so above the inclined floor leading into the depth.

The doctor looked composed, unworried, his spectacles glinting with a previously absent touch of confidence, of victory.

"Did you bring them?" He asked, addressing the frustrated hedgehog.

Sonic revealed four emeralds without a word, pulling them away as the other tried to grab for them.

"Tails?"

"Hand them over first."

Sonic was about to retaliate but paused at seeing the other hover a finger over the mobile's control panel, staring straight at him with the unspoken threat clear in his body language. He could kill the kit if Sonic wasn't careful.

His thoughts conflicting with one another and the concern for his little brother chiming in, he finally relented, holding out the gems for the mobile's claws to grab.

"Now tell me where he is."

"Careful, hedgehog, you don't get to make demands here. I believe we had an agreement that he'll be spared only if you brought all five Chaos Emeralds, hmm?"

Silence fell over the terrain, the hero shooting a venomous glare at Robotnik. It would be too much of a gamble to attack him when he had a link open to wherever he was keeping Tails. His lack of acknowledgement to the earlier question was answer enough. He hadn't been able to collect the required number of emeralds on time.

"I see," the scientist murmured.

Sonic gritted his teeth, high strung, on edge. He was aware he had failed but he needed to know...

"Just tell me if my brother is alright."

"He is," the other sighed in an exaggerated display of disappointment, "I would've gotten rid of him by now provided your ineptitude-"

"You know I can't locate them all this fast!" Sonic snarled, looking seconds away from jumping at his throat.

"But I am feeling rather... merciful today," the man continued on without even reacting to the interruption, his demeanor betraying he held all the cards. "I propose another deal, hedgehog. If you agree, I promise that no harm will come to Tails."

Sonic shouldn't trust him. Didn't trust him. But if it meant Tails would be safe...

He nodded, signalling to Robotnik that he was listening. Said scientist smirked under his mustache.

"Become part of my legion. Surrender yourself to me, and your little friend will go unharmed."

His legion. The hero had fought against him enough times, had seen enough horrors and rescued enough critters being used as test subjects to read between the lines, to know what Robotnik meant. The mere mention of that thing still makes him sick. Robotnik wasn't asking him to just give up his freedom. He was demanding for Sonic to give up his mind and body, his free will, in the worst way possible.

Sonic's life or Tails' safety?

It took him less than a second to choose.

"Well?" Robotnik's voice prompted, already knowing his nemesis' decision.

"If you hurt Tails-"

"Oh don't be so leery. I gave you my word. Your fox friend will not be harmed. Now, do we have a deal or do I signal my bots to neutralize that menace?"

Sonic squeezed his eyes shut, shaking with a plethora of emotions he couldn't bring himself to grasp and process as they came and went in waves. He gasped in a breath and stilled, before coiled tension leaked away from his body and he sighed. Surrendered.

"Deal."

"Excellent!" He could hear the victorious grin in Robotnik's voice but he didn't react, unable to bring himself to look up, gaze fixed on his red and white sneakers as he willingly sealed his fate. His iconic shoes held his focus, shoes that allowed him his freedom to run as fast as his heart desired. The same freedom which he was now volunterily giving up for his brother.

It felt like just yesterday when he had met the little guy, his shoes very smilar to Sonic's own, a matching color scheme. Something he had never paid attention to before but was now a glaring memory. He hadn't even told Tails how much he cared for him, how much proud he was, had he?

If he were to be given a chance to speak with Tails, he'd never remain silent again.

His feet moved without his consent, following the rotound man into the underground base until he blinked out of his thoughts and found himelf in a lab, facing a tall glass cylinder strung up in the center of the circular space.

It stood empty, it's front open, waiting to be occupied. Sonic stared on, unable to look away.

"Now don't be shy, step into the capsule. Chop chop!"

A hair's breath pause and he stepped forward, inside the glass confinement and upon the platform inside, fully resigning himself to what he had agreed on. His breath shuddered with anguish and dread as Robotnik moved around it to the front and pressed a switch.

The glass sealed behind him with a decisive click.

Adrenaline shot through his veins as the machine hummed to life, lights glowing awake below the platform he stood on and the welded hatch above him.

His heartbeat began to thunder in his ears, quills pricking up but he held still, letting the titanium clamps reaching for him seal around his ankles and wrists.

He saw Robotnik clicking away at a nearby screen and then he felt a subtle jerk, the machine's hum increasing in volume and intensity, the platform under him rising up.

With one final click at the keyboard, sleek contraptions that looked suspiciously like a sci-fi mixture of scanner and blaster surrounded him and pulsing rays shot out from their openings.

Sonic grunted as he felt the energy strike him, the clamps keeping him still.

It started from below, at the legs. Of course it fucking did. Sonic wanted to scream, wanted to yell and kick and bang his fists against the glass, feeling cold numbness slowly spreading up his most powerful weapons, his legs, his speed, stripped from him painstakingly slowly as flesh turned to metal.

All he did was clench his fists and grit his teeth in anguish, his whole being screaming at him to move but he held still. He couldn't move, not if it placed his first friend, his best friend, at risk.

28%

The titanium bands securing his ankles and wrists seemed to tighten, restricting the little bit of movement he had as the rays slowly climbed up to his torso, inches below his heart.

He didn't let the tears show.

For Tails for Tails for Tails for Tails

His thoughts chanted like a mantra, placing all his being into not moving, letting himself be turned into a machine, until his ears swivelled at the swoosh of a panelled door sliding open, urging him to look up.

His breath caught in his throat, each cell freezing up in a mixture of shock, rage and despair.

No. No no no no no no no no NO!

"TAILS!" The anguished wail left his chest just as his heart stopped beating, an engine's hum replacing its frantic rhythm.

He payed it no mind. It didn't matter when it was ripped to shreds anyway the moment his blurry gaze met his brother's.

Glowing red optics stared back.

He tried to move, tried to break free but it made no difference, half his body frozen on the spot, under the control of the Chaos forsaken monster who did this.

65%

The bands on his wrists burned, something warm and damp flowed down his palms and dripped from his fingers. Sonic was numb to it, struggling and shaking in the glass confine, his own screams becoming muffled to his ears.

"You promised! YOU FUCKING PROMISED YOU WOULDN'T HURT HIM!"

A screen beeped, the vitals' charts on it going haywire as the progress bar reached 78%.

The mustached scientist just stood there grinning, unconcerned and victorious.

"And I kept my promise. He is unharmed, well and alive." The words seemed to echo in his head, reverberating as if imprinting on the walls of his mind, the machine's buzz and hum drowned out by them. "Just as you asked, rodent."

He couldn't take his pained eyes off of the small yellow robot and his captor noticed that, turning to address Tails with a deceptively encouraging smile.

"Isn't that right, Metal Tails?"

The little robot finally moved, startled beeps escaping it as it's mechanical gaze shifted away from hyperfocusing on Sonic and towards what it's systems told it to be it's creator.

The familiar innocence in that small gesture, even though seeing it on a roboticized mecha, broke something in Sonic.

He tried to call out to his brother but realized he couldn't speak. He couldn't feel his muzzle or mouth anymore. Oh...

The screen read 96%.

As the metal climbed up his quills and ears and the world began to fade into static, Sonic drowned out Eggman's smug grin and droning of the roboticizer's rays, putting all that was left of his mind and strenght into focusing on Tails.

He wanted his last memory to be of his brother, even if no longer flesh and blood but mere metal and wires, he was still Tails. His Tails. That much was clear from its demeanor alone, the innocence, the curiosity, the intelligence, it was all there. Sonic would be able to tell his kid apart from a thousand other Tailses if he had to.

The tears he'd been holding back finally slipped down, the last piece of his humanity used into conveying to Tails that he was sorry, that he loved him.

99%

His eyes closed, the metal covered up the last of the organic cells and Sonic finally went still.

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Metal Tails gazed upon the powering down capsule, his processors showing the progress bar having reached 100%.

He couldn't take his focus off of the inactive hedgehog; organic, mechanical, irrelevant, Metal Tails was drawn to him even before the roboticization was completed.

Something suspiciously illogical was recorded in his archives during the process. He had sensed what organics refer to as emotions being conveyed to him earlier by the same being. It seemed to be a combination of concern, remorse and affection.

How could he do that without any working signal and communication link to Metal Tails?

The roboticized hedgehog suddenly beeped awake, internal fans whirring as his systems rapid-fire processed the new programming and commands. He jerked within the bonds and stilled again, hanging limp for a long beat.

Metal Sonic lifted his head up, optical processors switching on to reveal glowing red optics staring straight into Metal Tails' own.

It appeared the other robot was finally awake.

Metal Tails couldn't calculate why the organic hedgehog had seemed to know about him but he had felt drawn to the blue being just the same.

Perhaps it was a satisfactory calculation on his creator's part as Metal Tails' tended to get lonely and this arrangement made him most pleased.

Another robot companion made for the perfect promised gift.

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No characters were killed in the making of this story, just as I promised :]

#i am sleepy #author is sleep deprived #anyways Happy Sunday everyone #this is my counterattack #sonic the hedgehog #sonic #sth #miles tails prower #dr eggman #dr robotnik #sonic and tails #unbreakable bond #angst war weekend #plz if there r any errors ignore them I'll recheck them in the morning #cw body modification #i rather like this au. i might just add nore to it :D

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yellowcry · 7 months

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So... I've got this idea a few months ago...

What if after the argument, instead of dying, the magic turns Madrigals' gifts into curses in order to save itself...

CW: traumas, body modifications

Isabela: The plants are growing inside of her body, replacing her flesh. Causing severe bleeding. And attempts to remove plants only making it worse. She still tries tho and gets a lot of scars from removed vines. Not like it's matter, they will be replaced with plants anyway.

Dolores: The vibration from sounds starts to affect her body. It works like electricity. Quiet sounds are painful. But loud... Loud sound can cause heart failure. She just stays in her room the entire time, isolated, so she won't die.

Luisa: Her body slowly turns into a stone statue, cell by cell. Her mobility is also dissapearing since her joints being a fused pieces of stone. No need to tell that it's extremely painful. The fact that she can see how the difficulty of the simple movements grows only makes her more terrified.

Camilo: He shapeshifts uncontrollably. His curse usually combines the details from different people, making it even worse. For example, he might have Luisa's arms with Antonio's body and legs and Mirabel's head. Everything in its original size. Or somebody's leg instead of head... There's endless possibilities.

Antonio isn't affected. He's five and he only got his gift. It would be too cruel even for the curse. So he just loses his new ability, without any effect. The other Madrigals are keeping their gifts, but control over them is awful.

Alma, Mirabel, Felix and Agústin aren't cursed as well, since they didn't have gifts to begin with. But the whole situation can be viewed as the punishment for Alma.

And I'm not sure about the triplets. I think that Julieta might get back all the injuries she ever healed and Pepa's emotions being affected be the weather. But I don't want it to be too deathly (there's no point in curse if they die instantly) or predictable (that's why Dolores'/Luisa's curses aren't based on hearing/strength) And I have no idea about Bruno. You're welcome to give me ideas about their curses

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gabessquishytum · 5 months

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Seeing saytr dreamling fics in AO3 made me nostalgic for the original saytr dream ask someone (yan anon, maybe?) and its immaculate vibes. Here’s hoping someone does a saytr dream fic too?? He deserves one too!

After his first…encounter with Dream, Hob knows he should move out of the forest but he’s tried to leave and there is something wrong with the road. It never takes him out of the forest but loops back to his own cabin. No matter what he does, he can’t seem to leave. Dream doesn’t want him to.

But food shows up on his doorstep anyway, fruits, vegetables and freshly killed animals from the forest. So hob knows the saytr knows where he is. He knows he is the reason hob can’t leave. In his feverish, hot dreams, he seems Dream’s wild animal grin, his glittering eyes and feels his massive c*ck ramming into hob’s arse again and again… and he wakes up hard and aching.

Hob waits, anxious, feeling watched all the time. He feels somewhat safe in his cabin…

Until one night he dreams that he’s back in the clearing with the saytr.

“Miss me?” Dream purrs and tears his pajamas off. Hob scrambles to get away but dream just pins him down and starts fucking him. Only this time dream isn’t fucking his arse. Dream’s pounding into a brand new pussy Hob never had before.

He cries and struggles but dream is so much stronger than he is, and faster too. Even if hob gets away, dream just treats it like a little game of tag, and pounces on him again, grinning like he’s having the time of his life. And dream feels so good that eventually hob just begs for more through his sobs.

Dream fucks his new pussy all night, against a tree, on his knees, on his back, even his mouth, for variety.

Hob wakes up in the morning, relieved it was just a dream. But he’s naked and all sticky. Somehow he’s covered in hickeys and bruises and cum…and he is deliciously sore, aching for something to fill a nonexistent hole…

OOOOH yes. You can tell how behind I am on answering these but YES we were indeed blessed with some excellent satyr Hob content a little while ago!!!

I also really love possessive, magical, low-key scary but extremely sexy satyr Dream. Especially with dream sex as well!!!!

Poor Hob, missing the pussy that he never actually had! He stumbles out of his cabin half dressed, sweating and aching, and goes on this half angry, half horny rampage through the forest to look for Dream. He keeps catching glimpses in the foliage, but every time he makes a grab for him he comes up empty handed, and all he can hear is laughter. Seems like he's much better at being prey than predator.

And thanks to Dream’s magic, he just ends up going in circles, ending up back at his cabin each time. Hob is exhausted and panting and he slumps down in the clearing outside his house, desperately rutting himself against the grass. He's so humiliated by his neediness, but he just can't stop!

And perhaps Dream lazily appears at the edge of the clearing, leaning against a tree and just watching his favourite pet human as he exposes himself for the world. Humans are so boring but this one is just delightful.

"Did you enjoy my gift, darling?" He purrs. Hob just whines and keeps rubbing himself against the ground. He aches inside. He wants his fucking pussy back! "I can give it back to you, my sweet. Would you like that?"

Hob has no clue what Dream even means, but even so he's spreading his legs and shuffling towards Dream through the grass. Dream’s flaming eyes glow, and his beautiful midnight black hair stands at an end with what looks like excitement. Hob’s heart hammers and he's deeply terrified, but more than that - he needs something inside him. Anything.

And Dream looks so willing to give him whatever he needs... perhaps a little magic to permanently make his cock into a pretty little cunt? He could fuck Hob until he's forever changed. It would be so worth the effort.

#the sandman #dreamling #nsft #cw dubcon #cw somnophilia #cw body modification

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domreader-headcannon-scenarios · 2 years

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Kinktober day 4: Body modification: Barbatos + Diavolo

Diavolo tackled you and Barbatos onto the bed. “I want to see!” He excitedly shouted. “I want to see your piercings!” He quickly undid Barbatos’ shirt before staring blankly at Barbatos’ chest. “Where…? I thought we both got piercings?”

You nudged Diavolo aside, undoing Barbatos’ pants. “Yes, you both got piercings, just in different places!” You pulled Barbatos’ cock out of his pants, catching Diavolo’s attention. Barbatos groaned as you strummed your fingers against his jacob’s ladder. “See?”

Barbatos’ cock visibly started to stiffen under your ministrations. You can’t help but grin seeing Diavolo’s amusement as the piercings made a beautiful symmetrical pattern up his cock. Diavolo carefully started feeling them up, tracing the edges of them.

“Careful, they are sensitive.” You warned Diavolo, who was far more focused on Barbatos. He lightly twisted one of them earning a strangled moan from him.

“They look so cool! It’s like you have little gems on your-“ Barbatos interrupted him, clearly flustered and just nodded with a quiet ‘thank you’ and avoided his gaze.

“My Lord, please, can we focus on something else?” He can’t help the whine in his tone. You lower yourself, dragging your tongue over the nubs. Barbatos bucked under you two, Diavolo had to hold his butlers hips still as you drag your tongue up and down his shaft.

#nsft #obey me #omomtrta #Diavolo #barbatos #barbatos x reader x diavolo #diavolo x reader x barbatos #cw body modification #cw jacob’s ladder #dom reader #dom! reader #sub barbatos #sub diavolo #polyamourous #polyamory #kinktober 2022 #kinktober

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itisonlyeyes · 2 days

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I was missing Needles, so I gave him a boyfriend who's incapable of feeling pain named Pierce. He's obsessed with taking body mod to the extreme and does his piercings himself.

#magpod #tmagp #tmagp oc #original character #oc #tma oc #needles #needles tmagp #tmagp needles #tmagp art #body modification #cw body modification #oc x canon

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onbearfeet · 8 months

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A Chaos Granny Walks Into A...

My mother is a dear, sweet church lady whose life ambition is to be The Best And Most Grandma. Occasionally, people wonder how she managed to raise a gleeful chaos gremlin like me. Do I take after my father, perhaps? Absolutely not; he's an authoritarian bully. I'm my mom's kid. Slightly more my grandma's kid, really, but yeah, very much Mom's. The thing to understand about sweet elderly church grandmas is that some of them are like that because they genuinely believe in all the social rules they follow, and some of them simply prefer to live that way anyway. Maybe they think they'll go to hell if they stop baking cookies for church every Sunday; maybe they just like baking cookies. Mom is (mostly) category two, albeit with some lifelong trauma layered on top.

So when my chaos randomly strikes her fancy, you will not find a more committed partner in the bit.

On this fine Saturday, my mom decided she needed to get her earlobes re-pierced because the holes had closed up from lack of use, and she wanted to wear pretty earrings to an upcoming wedding. Her original plan was to go to a jeweler in the mall, like she did 40-odd years ago, but I explained that thanks to deregulation and enshittification that's now a great way to catch a fun new kind of death plague, so let's maybe not. Instead, I told her, I would help her find a well-established local business with a spotless safety/hygiene record.

Yeah, I took her to a tattoo parlor. Because unlike Claire's, they have licensing requirements.

When Mom realized this was the plan, she was DEEPLY amused. And she just barely managed to hold in her giggles when we marched into the tattoo parlor side by side with nu-metal blasting on the sound system, the guy at the counter looked at me, I pointed at her, and my nearly 78-year-old mother loudly announced, "I need to get pierced!"

Amazingly, it took until she was back in the piercing room for anyone to ask me which of us had lost a bet. To which I replied, "What makes you think we didn't win?"

Anyway, she has lovely little sparkly studs now with surgical steel posts, and she's also learned the chorus to "Down With The Sickness", or as she calls it, "the loud monkey song".

#kat's weird family #katlore #chaos grandma #chaos gremlin #never underestimate a granny #cw body modification #i guess #it's an earlobe piercing but I'm being careful here

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austinramsaygames · 9 months

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Posting the original tweet since it has the author in it.

CW sex, gender dysphoria, homophobia, military recruitment, war, death, body modification.

This is a very interesting story that touches some of the same complexities that Isabel Fall's I Sexually Identify As A Helicopter worked with. Minor difference is that it's about mechs.

PS the author still appears to be working on it as I read what seemed like a finished version earlier today, but two additional paragraphs have been added since then.

#mech #mechs #mecha #fiction #cw sex mention #cw military #cw body modification #cw gender dysphoria #cw homophobia #cw war #cw death #isabel fall #i sexually identify as a helicopter #sci fi #scifi #short story #lgbtq+#trans

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swampstew · 16 days

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How do you think Kid would react to his crush or s/o having a split tongue? This came to me and I thought who better to ask then you

I think Kid is first and foremost someone who thinks anyone should dress and act how they want. I don't think he'd be particular about piercings, tattoos or other body modification - whatever aesthetic his crush or s/o styles themselves in, he'd fully support and maybe even join in doing.

I personally don't vibe with body modifications, makes me feel squeamish

#raven answers #ask box open #eustass kid #glassartpeasants #tw body modification #cw body modification

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justletmereadmycomics · 4 months

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CW for descriptive speaking about body horror, blood, and overall lack of grammar tl;dr the average painful-turning-into-a-monster-transformation-sequence media isn't whumpy enough and people need to dive more into shit like turning into merfolk and mutating into weird hybrids that are in the uncanny valley of "feels like my body but not" also please note that this is all just my opinion and experience in media consumption and you are free enjoy what you like; im just bored and felt like rambling with 0 grammar or punctuation today.

hey guys I like seeing people go through intense painful physical transformations with an affect on their mental state that either makes them scared of them selves or forces them to do horrible things that also scare them and can I just say that werewolves are so underwhelming like yeah sure you get taller and turn into a buff ass furry boo hoo go cry about it like most of the time you're not even aware and it only lasts for a fucking night

give me shit like turning into a siren/merperson where they have to feel themself molting and their skin squeezing on their body as scales start to grow and they start mindlessly scratching every where from the pain when uh oh your legs are failing but you can't think about that now until whoopsie daisy your lower limbs are melting together and your pants are magically whooshed away once you're past the nakey parts also did I mention the wonderful possibility of growing fins everywhere and experiencing those tear through your muscles and skin whilst they grow on your back and arms and already painful and foreign feeling tail and also your vocal cords changing to be able to produce siren song shit in a way that makes your throat feel like its being mauled from the inside out oh yeah and also having your eyes fall out and regrown wouldn't that be a fun idea anyways vampires are about the same except a little better than werewolves bc they at least have the possibility of dealing with "the hunger" tm and way more weaknesses that can make them miserable like not being able to be in the sun or eat food anymore bc your body can't handle it one of the better examples ive seen is the one in ROTTMNT: The Movie, where (be warned of spoilers) characters are "possessed", so to speak, and this shit goes on

its a very good movie, highly recommend it (the sereis has two seasons, and I haven't found the movie off of Netflix) also blood and struggling to adjust to a now permanent mental impairment/disadvantage/damage in a sense of "you're not human anymore and so you now have to deal with [blank] thought processes" (eg. someone gaining dragon shit would grow an affinity to hoarding things, not noticing such until their home is incredibly cluttered with piles of shiny items and hating themself for doing something so "inhuman")

things that ive seen that fall in the good transformation category are: demons* birds work most of the time, but you have to give them a beak and shit. also the wings can't just grow out of them painlessly.** most fantasy based anthros, really.*** most mutations seen in TMNT shows (that shits known to be painful bc it alters your DNA mostly through science rather than the normal mystics) bugs *only horns and a tail? weak. give 'em goofy legs and a snout or some shit, spin in a few animal traits just for fun. mental side effects that are nice for these guys tend to be a sudden lust for darkness (or just a sudden intense lust) **I recommend something like their arms falling off, OR something similar to the process in Haibane Renmei (tw for blood and minor body horror). An alternate option that I haven't seen would be to have the arms morph into wings themselves, but none of that grow feathers and get little longer bullshit. Character should feel their bones changing, the flesh forming to create a new limb and feathers piercing their skin like needles. Yes feathers are regularly soft, but imagine having a hundreds of tiny pinprick like things poking out of you and getting longer.

***this does not include fairies and unicorns. The only acceptation for these is character having weird magic fluxes and this becoming an effect of such. for example, if character is becoming a fairy, they will feel themself being compressed as wings either grow from their back or are summoned in a blast of magic that basically cuts them open where the wings "attach" so to speak.

#justletmetalk #if y'all have something to say to defend werewolves being cool or something come at me #you can't say anything about having ears and a tail in daytime and shit that's just fucking annoying #you can hide that easy as fuck all you have to do is worry about like super strength and even then plenty of superheroes deal with that fin #so why shouldn't you #werewolves #vampires #monsters #merfolk #mythical creatures #siren #sirens #whump #transformation whump #tw mentions of body horror #cw mentions of body horror #cw body horror #cw body modification #body mods are a whole other rabbit hole but I love those too

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edgedfox · 2 years

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My dom telling me we’re going for walkies but instead i get taken to the ‘vet’ and wake up without my clit.

(detrans, ageplay/ddlg, minors DNI)

#edgedfox #shitpost #cw body modification #nsft

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gabessquishytum · 6 months

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i saw this post on twitter for kinktober and i couldn’t help but think what if in an au this is what dream dealt with in burgess’ basement that hob had to save him from

https://x.com/jojoekaki/status/1712704018579869993?s=46

So X is a lil bit fucked when I try to follow urls BUT I think I found the right thing!!! I’m gonna make it as a clickable link (VERY NSFW)!! I hope I got the right thing. Anyway the whole account has some amazing NSFW art with omegaverse and fantasy stuff, v much recommend.

The idea of Dream as an omega being used for research!!! So mean!!! But so good. Perhaps Burgess is so determined to get something from him - even if it's not his son, or immortality - he resorts to hiring Dream out to black market scientists for experiments and such. Dream maybe be an omega but he's always been Dream, so he's never been humiliated like this before. He tries to stay silent and strong but the pheromones and drugs leave him squirming, his mind altered. He wants a knot for the first time in his entire existence. They don't give him one - which in a way is a relief, but it makes the agony unbearable.

Dream endures all of this until at last Hob comes to rescue him. He can't believe what he's seeing - Dream, strapped down and naked, being stuided like an animal. It's just awful. Hob massacres the scientists, Burgess, everyone, and breaks the binding circle to bring back Dream’s powers.

Dream is so relieved to be back in control, but although he can think clearly and access his realm again, there's still... something. His poor, relentlessly aching cunt needs a knot, or he just isn't going to be able to function. Dream sighs and spreads his legs once again, beckoning Hob closer.

And Hob’s alpha instincts flare right up. He's only got so much self control and when Dream invites him to come close? He practically pounces. He rubs his scent all over Dream, which Dream encourages because he can't stand the stench of the basement. He'd much rather smell like his alpha.

His... alpha. Huh. That's new.

Hob is so relieved and so careful with Dream. He gives him the knot that his body has desperately craved for years, and Dream is so happy when Hob cums inside him. His alpha's potent cum will get rid of the all the chemicals and things they put inside him. His alpha will protect him and make sure that no one ever hurts him again. Dream practically purrs as he feels Hob filling him up. He's going to be such a good omega for Hob...

Whatever was in those drugs finally seems to have had some effect, after all.

#cw noncon #the sandman #dreamling #nsft #cw body modification #cw omegaverse #cw drugs #cw mindbreak

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mangledscrimp · 1 month

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PART 2 of DIABOLICAL YURI AU POSTING!!

This is also a general lore tldr miracle mask spoils & Azran Legacy stuff

fyi, this part may have triggering topics like homophobia, suicide, and gory descriptions(near the end)…blehh

PART 1 OF THE DY POSTING!!

Randall had quite the smile when she was interested on things, a bit creepy if you’ll ask angela, but they still love her even with such a smirk, definitely from her father.

The woman in question!

This is Maria or Rosa..Ascot..RANDALL’S MAMA!!

Haha..I really can’t decide on which name to choose so I’d love to hear feedback regarding names for her. also as seen in the image, both her and Randall have one large canine tooth.

She’s rich, she’s old, and loves to control. Speaking of controlling, that’s definitely how I’d describe her parenting. With Randall, she’s always talking about Randall’s looks regarding her facial hair. She hates it since it reminds her of Izan. Making her shave on a regular basis. Whenever he,Izan, comes up in conversation, she’ll try to ignore it and get frustrated. Calling him a deadbeat father or a failure to the ascot name.

A few years after Izan’s disappearance, Randall turned 17. In her teens, RM (Randy Mom), pressured her about liking people of the same gender and told her it was distasteful and shameful to the ascot name. She also had planned arranged marriages for when Randall turned 18. Not good at all!! This led to Randall getting stressed out and depressed.

Her actions led Randall to an emotional outburst with Hershel, slapping her when she tried to comfort her about what she saw on her body, and running away into the labyrinth with the mask in hand. With its crack, she broke it with too much pressure and now only has the upper half in her possession. This eventually leads to her fall in a pit of cicadas shells…(There is more to this haha..and a whole interaction…BUT WE MUST CONTINUE!! )

a time skip of 17 years-

Randall is living in the labyrinth with her cicada family!! She takes food from villages nearby the labyrinth in her cloak made of vines. Tho this backfired on fateful night.

(I’ll make a better version of this some day HAHHA)

HERE THEY ARE!! DIABOLICAL YURI AU DESCOLE!!

(Any pronouns, also haha please don’t say anything weird…she does not..swing that way..or has romantic feelings in general)

This is diabolical Yuri au descole!! She’s ruthless with her methods of getting information out of others.

She had been interested in finding Randall after reading a copy of Izan’s journal

(this doodle is kinda dookie but whateva)

After finding out Randall’s location, he tracks her down in one of the villages she’s taking crops from. In the process, a chase erupts through the forest as Randall tries to make it back to the labyrinth. She trips on a branch and Descole takes the opportunity to trap her with her net gun.

(Part gets gory here)

After Randall’s refusal to talk and trying to squirm away like a snake, Descole thinks Randall should look the part. Reaching into her belt pockets for her cautery tool, making Randall feel a burning sensation on her tongue, splitting and separating it, just like a snake.

how it looks ⬇️

Let’s take a break from that with a shitpost doodle comic of Descole and Raymond..haha…

Part 3 coming soon!!!

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