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AI art "Mirror selfie test inspired by @peterco"

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Mirror selfie test inspired by @peterco

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AI art 'Nami Cosplay'

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Nami Cosplay

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AI art

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Sin título

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AI art "Risé Kujikawa"

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Risé Kujikawa

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AI art "Toga Himiko"

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Toga Himiko

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AI art '“A SHY SELFIE"' with user description '* Blushing *
- “Promise me you are not gonna show this to any one at school?!?"'

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“A SHY SELFIE"

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AI art "Eating Out"

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Eating Out

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AI art 'Anara getting in on the trend' with user description 'I never expected the mirror selfie from last time to blow up the way it has.
I hit 500 followers so soon after reaching the 400 milestone, and had my first post that got over 350 likes.

A big thank you to everyone again (You must be getting sick of me saying it so often.)
Please enjoy Anara's Mirror Selfies, and her first time trying anal :)'

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Anara getting in on the trend

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AI art 'Forbidden Light 💛' with user description 'Holy armor.
Unholy thoughts... 😏💛

@peterco @smut317 @gildenstein @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @parda @terror2 @varcolac @goobygubby @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @ririfake @poly7 @narillia @murcie @doggomage @ranmafan @valtek'

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Forbidden Light 💛

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AI art '🔥Firefly🔥'

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🔥Firefly🔥

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AI art "Through the Looking Glass"

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Through the Looking Glass

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AI art 'Blonde' with user description '@peterco @doggomage @menelaos @heihund @mikunakano07'

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Blonde

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AI art 'Lost poker game choose your prize. ; )'

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Lost poker game choose your prize. ; )

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AI art 'Package Delivery for You' with user description 'So, we have a few packages for you.

Have fun and feel free to go wild with them.

They’re sweet, obedient, and only waiting for your love.

@gildenstein @hollenwulf @octavian @peterco
@warmicestudios @casca_kirei-onna @heihund
@bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2
@goobygubby @cro_bo @varcolac @smut317
@narillia @zerogroupe21 @saltymajor778 @zesoul @reptorn'

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Package Delivery for You

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AI art "A Welcoming Sight"

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A Welcoming Sight

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AI art 'Are you a guest ?' with user description 'Are you a guest? If so, come in and choose either the main hall or one of our rooms.'

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Are you a guest ?

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AI art "Rin Tohsaka"

Rin Tohsaka

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AI art 'A wizard duel with a twist (Hogwarts #1)' with user description 'Hogwarts has Change these days... New spicy wizard duels are carried out by the students. This time Hana and Akiko took challenge for a duel, the rules are simple. The first who loses her panties will lose. The winner take the fame and the loser... well... gets fucked 😁

@warmicestudios @ririfake @reptorn @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @artfx85 @a_casual_prompter @peterco @barry915 @candylover'

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A wizard duel with a twist (Hogwarts #1)

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AI art "Momo"

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Momo

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AI art '🚇 Lyra's Underpass Diary, Entry 7-10' with user description 'We last saw Lyra, a blue-haired emo girl, who never wears panties, before Christmas. It was so long ago that many of you weren't even born yet... here on BW 😆

I never finished her story though. Maybe now is the right time to do it, as my contribution to the "Alter Ego" Challenge 😏 (And I have no credits to generate anything new 🙈)

@cef_ultra @octavian @warmicestudios @parda @cro_bo @terror2 @barry915 @bad77 @thoughtzi @candylover @gildenstein @reptorn @artfx85 @kendarfulgrim @doggomage @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @ririfake @casca_kirei-onna @a_casual_prompter

So... At the next interchange, Lyra rises with the crowd and slips out just before the doors close behind her.

She changes lines. Onto an older branch of the subway, where the stations are smaller, the lights dimmer, and the trains rattle through tunnels that seem to belong to another age.

Twenty minutes later, she emerges onto a quiet dark street. Night has settled over the city.

Lyra walks three blocks beneath flickering streetlamps until she reaches an old apartment building squeezed between two newer towers. Its stone façade is stained by decades of rain, its entrance narrow and unremarkable. She pushes through the heavy door and crosses the deserted lobby, presses the highest button... The elevator groans upward.

Four.

Seven.

Ten.

Twelve.

With every floor, something in her changes. The shy girl who spent the afternoon avoiding people's gazes seems to disappear somewhere between the floors.

Ding.

The elevator stops.

Lyra steps into a narrow service corridor, climbs the final flight of stairs, and pushes open a steel door.

Cold night air rushes toward her.

The rooftop stretches beneath a black sky, surrounded by a glittering wilderness of windows, antennas and distant neon. Far below, traffic flows through the streets like rivers of red and white light.

Lyra walks toward the little maintenance shed beside the elevator machinery. Hidden behind a loose panel is a narrow metal case.

She opens it.

Black fabric.

Gloves.

A mask.

Cat ears...

Lyra smiles. Only slightly.

A sleek black superhero outfit hugs her silhouette, practical and almost entirely matte, broken only by subtle dark-blue details that catch the city lights. Her dark-blue ponytail spills freely behind her now, dancing in the wind.

She walks to the edge of the roof. The girl who couldn't look a stranger in the eye stands twelve floors above the street and calmly looks down at the entire city.

A siren wails somewhere in the distance. Her eyes narrow behind the mask.

By daylight, she is Lyra — the quiet emo girl in the back of the room, hood up, headphones around her neck, hoping nobody will notice her.

But night belongs to someone else. Someone bolder. Someone dangerous.

Lyra places one boot on the parapet.

The wind catches her ponytail.

A tiny grin appears on her lips.

“Okay,” she whispers.

Then she pulls the mask firmly into place.

“Let’s see who needs me tonight.”'

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🚇 Lyra's Underpass Diary, Entry 7-10

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