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Art IA « ❤️Cat Yuri :3 ❤️ » avec la description : « Sorry Peterco I've been busy as of late and couldn't find time to gen much so this took a while😅 I missed your 4k milestone, so I couldn't miss your 5k or else it would've felt criminal 😂 Here is some cat girl action for yours truly @peterco Hope you enjoy! »
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❤️Cat Yuri :3 ❤️

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Art IA « Rin Toesaka »
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Rin Toesaka

a_casual_prompter
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Art IA « The Shadow of the Frontier - Prologue: Born from the Ashes »
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The Shadow of the Frontier - Prologue: Born from the Ashes

barry915
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Art IA
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Sans titre

kiriel_of_light
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Art IA « Evelyn » avec la description : « From a little personal narrative project — Aethelgard ——— This is Evelyn. She is one of the founders of Aethelgard, and is a survivor of the World Shift. She is a brilliant alchemist and artificer, a front liner and mid-range fighter, and is a capable warlock who can use infernal and abyssal magic (though she seldom does). She is 128 years old, and has been a close friend and ally of the First Witch from even before the World Shift. That's right. She too lived through the end of the world and lived to tell the tale (though there's hardly ever a need to do so). Most people in Aethelgard simply know her as Evelyn, but when humanity was still fighting back against demons and monsters, she was known by another name — The Warlock. She armed the people with weapons and armor in their fight, and taught them how to make them. She is a pioneer of alchemy in the new world post-shift. She also someone who supported Ray throughout the years, even when sometimes it was to hard to do so. She knew if she did not, Ray would still do what she believed necessary, even at the cost of her own life. Evelyn made sure it never truly came to that. She is a capable woman who has left her mark in the new history. But much like Ray, she saw a lot, experienced a lot. One can usually tell if someone is from that generation. There's a sort of weariness that suffuses their being. Her body covered in many scars she has gained over the year. One could mistake it for the marks of her long fight — it would surprise many to know that most of her scars she got in a single night, during a blasphemous union. One she would not share. No wonder she smokes. But there was once a time where she wasn't who she is now. 100 years ago, when modern-day society still thrived. She was an outgoing woman who enjoyed the night life. She was also a chemist and an engineer. Evelyn and Ray still wonder how they ended up as friends at times. She still reminisces about those days, and still remembers what came after... The ruins of the old world still stand, a monument of a bygone era, beneath a wounded sky. »
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Evelyn

narillia
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Art IA « Punk Takeover for @cef_ultra 4000 🎸🖤 » avec la description : « Congrats on 4000 followers @cef_ultra 🎉 You’ve built an awesome wild community, so here’s something loud, messy and very punk for the party 😈 Hope it brings the right energy to the celebration! @octavian @peterco @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel »
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Punk Takeover for @cef_ultra 4000 🎸🖤

reptorn
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Art IA « Armored Elegance ⚔️ » avec la description : « Some armor is made for battle. Some armor is made to make victory look dangerously beautiful. ✨🖤 @octavian @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel »
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Armored Elegance ⚔️

reptorn
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Art IA « 🏳️‍🌈 Journey Across The Rainbow 🏳️‍🌈 »
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🏳️‍🌈 Journey Across The Rainbow 🏳️‍🌈

terror2
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Art IA « Some spider's test »
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Some spider's test

zuzul
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Art IA
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Sans titre

valtek
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Art IA « Ghosts and Spirits » avec la description : « They say all are equal in death. The dead beg to differ. From silly ghosts hunting and scaring people in their domicile. To vengeful spirits bound to a battlefield, hell bent on seeking retribution. The spirits of the forest watching over the trees and the animals, making sure all is well. The silent wraiths who know too much and are forbidden from sharing their secrets, with no voice to scream and cry suffering. And the phantoms lost between worlds, in the space between what could have been and what never was. »
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Ghosts and Spirits

narillia
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Art IA « Morning, Noon and Night... »
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Morning, Noon and Night...

casca_kirei-onna
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Art IA « Red ligh »
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Red ligh

zuzul
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Art IA « 🎉 2K followers unlocked! » avec la description : « Wow — 2,000 of you are now following along! This milestone feels like the right moment to pause, look back on the journey, and publish some pics I’ve never shared before 🙂 »
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🎉 2K followers unlocked!

peterco
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Art IA « Want You Bad, @peterco and Your 4K Followers 🎸🍹 »
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Want You Bad, @peterco and Your 4K Followers 🎸🍹

reptorn
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Art IA « Noir City - The Black Book » avec la description : « I was so surprised when I read your letter... All the feelings from the past flooded back. How many years had it been... I thought you'd forgotten about me. But in your letter, you still spoke to me with affection, just like in the past. I could almost smell your perfume in the letter. You told me that someone had tried to assassinate you. My heart skipped a beat. You kept saying that you thought it was because of a book, an old book, that you'd acquired at an auction, hoping it would increase in value. In the end, you asked me to come to your nightclub. You asked me "for old times' sake." I poured myself a whiskey and read your letter at least five times. Finally, I decided to accept your invitation that very night. And I did. I was so excited inside that I barely felt the chill of the early morning. A quick subway took me to your street, and soon I saw the bright red entrance of your club. As I approached, your security guard, without me having to say a word, led me through another door, a back door, armored. I went in, my heart pounding, and after a couple of hallways and a beautiful oak door, there you were. You were wearing your favorite red stilettos. And a red dress that seemed tailor-made for your beautiful figure. You seemed sad, smoking, staring into space... until you saw me. Then you regained your confident smile, the one I longed for for so long. You tried to make me believe you were relaxed, but you were nervous. I can sense these things; I'm a detective, it's my job. I decided to force a smile and sit down without kissing your cheeks or hugging you as I longed to. I thought I detected a hint of sadness in your eyes when you saw the distance between us. But you understood; you always understood everything the first time. It was a distance to protect us from each other. And you restored your confident smile. You told me about the book, how you got it, what your plans were, and much more. I asked you to be extra vigilant and give me the book so I could investigate it. I would do it. I would find out who would kill for it. I carefully hid it in my trench coat and prepared to leave. Almost at the exit, I heard you get up hurriedly and felt you hug me tightly from behind. You abandoned your confident tone and whispered, "Alice... take good care of yourself... please..." Trying to hide my joy and my love for you, I whispered back, "Don't worry...". I went back to my office and racked my brains researching that book. I read it from cover to cover; it was like drawings and strange words, a fabulous jumble of gibberish. I noticed that as I read, my mind... began to understand things I never thought I could understand. To think things I shouldn't be thinking. The atmosphere changed, fluctuated. What had happened to me? I even thought you had drugged the book with some kind of substance to try to reach me... Then, I felt the tentacles. I knew it as soon as I felt them tighten around my body. It was one thing to buy the book and have it on display, another to flip through the pages without a care. I'm sure you did that. But I "wanted" to absorb its information. And that changed everything. My mind was working at 200% while my body couldn't move. The tentacles, the physical power of the book, pulled my breasts out. They positioned themselves between my clothes, violating my body and mind. I soon lost track of time. Was it day? Was it night? Pleasure overwhelmed me. The tentacles had already stripped me bare, body and mind, penetrated me. I began to have orgasms. Multiple orgasms. They grew in intensity. A normal orgasm paled in comparison to this overwhelming sensation that my mind would explode from pleasure. On the floor, I could only drool and melt with pleasure. My last conscious thought was of you. Thank goodness it wasn't her the book caught. When I thought I would die, I saw you! You were there among the tentacles! They were trapping you too, tearing you apart with pleasure, but somehow, you managed to reach me. You spoke to me, but I couldn't hear you. You shook me. Very hard. You slapped me, crying. Suddenly, I woke up. You were beside me, in bed, crying, relieved to see me awake. "I came to see why you weren't coming back... I didn't know what was wrong with you, you were just trembling and crying, I didn't know how to wake you up..." I whispered, "thank you..." When I woke up again, an hour had passed. You just looked at me and said one sentence: "Burn it. It has to be you, and it has to be now." I nodded. We got up naked, and although it was difficult, I set it on fire. We watched it burn. When the lights went out, we were left in darkness. You hugged me, and I felt that it had all been worth it. "If you hadn't come and saved my life. The police would have found a body. And they would have found a body. And they would have said an aneurysm, or a heart attack, but the reality would have been much more horrific..." You silenced me with a finger and hugged me even tighter... »
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Noir City - The Black Book

kendarfulgrim
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Art IA
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Sans titre

iiyama6122
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Art IA
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Sans titre

slookarijj
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Art IA « Star wolf »
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Star wolf

ririfake
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Art IA « Contaminated by evil »
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Contaminated by evil

zuzul
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