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AI art "From mermaid to maid."
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From mermaid to maid.

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AI art "Marry me Senpai!"
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Marry me Senpai!

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AI art "Flight intendant : Yor"
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Flight intendant : Yor

zuzul
AI art 'Zero Two'

Zero Two

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AI art 'yor forger tests'
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yor forger tests

flirsou
AI art "Yor sleep"
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Yor sleep

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Sans titre

chainny
AI art '🌟100th POST SPECIAL COMPILATION🌟' with user description 'HEEEEEEEELLO GUYS 🌟🌟🌟🌟 THIS IS MY 100th POST!!! For this special occasion i made a compilation with some of my favorite posts i made along the way! You can find here all yours (and mine) favourites and most iconic waifus! ❤️​ Nakano Miku, Raphtalia, Nagatoro, May, Frieren, Fern, Boa Hancock, Jasmine, Hinata, Asui, Toph and many more! Thank you guys for always supporting me i hope you will keep enjoy my content everyday ❤️​ Please share some love in the comment section of this post ❤️​'
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🌟100th POST SPECIAL COMPILATION🌟

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AI art 'Yor A night To Remember 2' with user description 'The room was subterranean, a concrete box that smelled of damp earth and cold iron. Yor was strapped into a chair, her wrists bound with reinforced steel cables that bit into her skin. Across from her, a man in a clinical white suit adjusted the needles of a polygraph machine, its sensors taped to Yor’s temples and chest. In the corner, a monitor flickered to life, showing a live feed of Anya sleeping in her bed at the Forger apartment. A masked operative stood over the child, a silenced pistol aimed at her head. "The rules are simple, Thorn Princess," the interrogator whispered, his voice smooth and devoid of empathy. "Tell me your most cherished memory. The one that makes your heart race, the one that defines you. If the needle jumps—if you lie for even a second to preserve your 'dignity'—my man pulls the trigger. Start talking." Yor looked at the screen, her pupils trembling. Her usual mask of polite reserve shattered. To save Anya, she had to peel back the layers of her life and reveal the raw, shameful truth she had buried beneath her role as a mother and a clerk. "It was... years ago," Yor began, her voice steady but hollow. "I received an invitation to a kindergarten reunion. I thought it was a chance to reconnect with my past. I went to a private residence, expecting a party, but I had forgotten a crucial detail about my childhood. I was the only girl in my class that year." The interrogator leaned in, watching the flat line of the polygraph. "Continue." "There were thirteen of them," Yor said, her eyes fixed on the image of Anya. "Thirteen men I used to play with as children. They didn't want to talk about the past. They told me that as the only girl, I was responsible for the happiness of the entire group. They were persuasive, circling me, telling me that after all my years of solitude and 'work,' I deserved to be completely possessed. And for the first time in my life... I wanted to be. I wanted to be used until there was nothing left of me." She took a breath, the needle remaining perfectly still. She was telling the truth. "I accepted. I let them strip me in the center of that room. For the entire night, I wasn't an assassin or a sister. I was a vessel. They treated my body like a public resource. At any given moment, I was being filled by three or four of them at once. I remember the weight of them, the relentless, heavy-caliber rhythm that stretched my anatomy beyond its limits. They weren't gentle; they were frantic, reclaiming the 'princess' they had lost." Yor’s face flushed, not with shame, but with the vivid, carnal memory of the sensation. "The night became a blur of white heat. They covered every inch of me. They were so thorough and so numerous that they didn't just stay with the usual places. They doused my face, my hair... I remember the smell of it on my nose, the stinging in my eyes as they took turns blinding me with their release. It was so much—the volume was so extreme—that I actually retched. I vomited back the sheer amount of 'friendship' they had forced down my throat, only for them to laugh and continue from behind while I was still choking on the floor." The polygraph stayed flat. The machine confirmed her darkest secret: the most cherished memory of the Thorn Princess was being utterly destroyed and communalized by thirteen men in a single night. "I have never felt so full," Yor whispered, a tear tracing a path through the grime on her cheek. "I felt seen. I felt occupied. I felt like I finally belonged to something larger than myself. That night of total, messy surrender is the only thing that feels real when the world gets too quiet." The interrogator stared at the machine, then at Yor, a look of genuine disgust crossing his face. He signaled to the man on the monitor. The operative lowered the gun and stepped away from Anya’s bed. "You really are a monster, aren't you?" the man remarked, turning off the polygraph. "No," Yor replied, her eyes returning to the cold, lethal sharpness of an assassin. "I'm just a woman who loves her family. And now that I’ve told you the truth... you’re going to find out what happens to people who threaten my daughter."'
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Yor A night To Remember 2

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Yor ❤️"
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Yor ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Thorn Princess Pin-ups' with user description 'Yor Briar in some reference shots (All references are images I shot during my time as a glamour photographer)'
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Thorn Princess Pin-ups

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wesley33
AI art "Eye Candy"
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Eye Candy

thoughtzi
AI art "New model test"
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New model test

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AI art "Vote winner"
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Vote winner

chainny
AI art 'Chapter#01, The Chosen: Yamaho. part 4.' with user description 'And don't forget, if you see something strange, it's because all of this is just a dream...'
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Chapter#01, The Chosen: Yamaho. part 4.

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AI art 'House of the Fallen - Chapter 2' with user description 'Sister Selina spoke to the demons. "Seek out Sister Suka. She came to us broken already. She will be eaisest to take." Suka was leaving the chapel when the red light decended on her. "IT'S TIME, SISTER. TIME TO GIVE YOURSELF TO US..." "No!" She screamed as she ran to the library "I can't!" "YOU CAN RUN FOREVER. NO ONE ESCAPES AND NO ONE IS SAFE." With one final scream, Suka was taken. Then the demons of lust desended on her. "THIS ONE IS STRONG WITH THE LUST. SHE NEEDS MORE OF US..." And more came and took her, until she too was one of the fallen. "Only Sisters Liz and Rachel remain," Suka said. "They too shall know pleasure."'
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House of the Fallen - Chapter 2

octavian
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wesley33
AI art 'Yor'

Yor

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AI art "My top 10 waifus"
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My top 10 waifus

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