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AI art '✨ Nina. Did she know?' with user description 'Her name is Nina, a very very pretty girl. I won't see her again, I guess. So, this is just another memory preserved in this way and, mostly, mixed with my imagination 😏 And yeah, couple of last pics are especially for @warmicestudio... yes, buddy, I was thinking of you 🍩 (😆)'
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✨ Nina. Did she know?

peterco
AI art 'A Date With Ember' with user description 'Today’s date partner is the crafty and expressive Ember. Ember would call herself a mechanic. Her customers might prefer to call her a gremlin. She knows her way around a second hand appliance, an old car, or a dusty old robot like no one else, but she’s just as likely to break something and offer you a discount as she is to fix it good as new. And your fridge might have a voice box with a posh British accent by the time she’s done with it. Still, what she lacks in consistency she makes up with aggressive confidence. When things stick to her mental script, that is. Catch her off guard or unprepared and you’ll get to see her shy side. Or you’ll get threatened with a power tool if she’s feeling extra embarrassed. (New OC debut! We’ll be seeing more of her and our final girl in my later stuff.)'
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A Date With Ember

usagi77
AI art 'A Date With “Sweetheart”' with user description 'Today’s date partner is Sweetheart. She’s a tease, a flirt, a sassy girl who likes to follow her whims. She knows how to string guys along, getting them to do what she wants when she wants. But the only thing she likes more than a guy she can boss around is a guy who knows how to press *her* buttons.'
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A Date With “Sweetheart”

usagi77
AI art 'Choose Your Own Adventure 4B' with user description '<This post continues from the 3b “Refuse her” decision> "Oh, is that so..." the woman says dejectedly. She wasn't your wife. She couldn't be. Such a person didn't exist, you were sure of it. But then... who was she? And why did she look so sad now? Her outstretched hand pulled back against her bosom, pressing into her soft breast. An almost embarrassed flush came to her cheeks as she looked back at you. "I see, it was wrong of me to be so presumptuous. I thought after this long you might still have been easy prey. But you truly have bounced back." She slides the covers off of her as you ponder her words. The sight of her naked body pulls your eyes, muddles your thoughts just a bit. Without even trying to, she makes it hard to ponder too deeply. You almost expect another advance, an objection of some sort to your refusal. But her sad frown shifts ever so slightly into a sad smile as she slinks past you and over the edge of the bed, standing upright in your bedroom. The morning light dances across her back and sends shimmers through her glossy hair. Her breasts and hips sway elegantly. She is still gorgeous, but you can feel the mesmerizing pull of her skin and her scent and her voice slowly lightening its hold on you. "Well then, I suppose this is goodbye." she says. "Enjoy this second chance, don't waste it." She turns to leave and you grab her hand. You didn't fall for her ploy, whatever it might have been for, but that doesn't mean you want her to leave. Despite it all, something about her still calls to you. You object. You ask her to stay, to talk to you, to tell you what's going on and if the Woods and all that had transpired there was just a dream after all. But she shakes her head softly. "That isn't how this works. I'll miss you, but for now I have to go. The Woods are where I belong, and you have chosen to leave them behind." She gives you a gentle wave. "Goodbye." You blink and the woman has vanished without a trace. It would be easy to claim that she had never been there at all, but the covers still lay where she had left them, and her soft floral perfume, like wildflowers covered in droplets after the rain, lingered in the air. You feel a weight in your hand, the same hand that had been holding so tightly to her arm just moments ago. In your hand, rests a single pure white flower. An oddly comforting sight. You leave it in the windowsill facing the forest behind your house. Somehow, it multiplies over the passing days, filling the vase and keeping her fragrance in the air. You don't see her again. --- Months later, you find yourself sitting alone at a coffee shop you frequent. Not a day has gone by that you haven't thought about her, the mysterious lady of the woods. You kept her flowers alive and well watered, as though your love for them would somehow reach her wherever she had disappeared to. But after so long you had almost started to give up on that feeling. Still, this morning you watered the flowers as you always did. The cafe door opens and your thoughts drift back towards the coffee in your hand, or the coming work week. Then, you smell it. Her perfume. Bold, fresh, not the least diluted by time or distance, not the lingering echo of the vase in your bedroom, but the full unmistakable aroma of the Woods. You turn to look, and impossibly, there she stands. She is dressed like a normal person, no flowers or golden leaves on her head. But it had to be her, right? She was real after all, wasn't she? You hesitate for a moment, but your mind was made up already. You offer to pay for her coffee if she would be willing to talk to you for a moment, and to your delight and horror, she accepts. She doesn't seem to remember you, even though you remember her. But she seems happy to talk to you. The conversation flows like water in the forest creek and before long the two of you have ordered more coffee. "You know," she said, her voice full of excitement. "There's something about you. You seem... like a nature guy, am I right?" You tell her you like to hike, but you haven't been in quite a while. You don't tell her about your last hike. She smiles and leans forward, her eyes sparkling. "What if I told you I know a great little trail not too far from here. Its just over the ridge line. Its a little deep in the woods out there, but that's the point of a hike right? What do you say, you want to go with me sometime?" You know the trail. You thought that you would have to go back there to find her. You hadn't though she would find you first. You look back into her eyes and your heart flutters. < Ending D - Is This The Real Life? >'
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Choose Your Own Adventure 4B

usagi77
AI art "Princess Inspector"
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Princess Inspector

sweetcake027
AI art "Menu “Reze Pussy”"
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Menu “Reze Pussy”

cabdans
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Tanpa Judul

sweetcake027
AI art "Royal Hooter Maids"
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Royal Hooter Maids

cro_bo
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Tanpa Judul

sweetcake027
AI art "Eat mee"
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Eat mee

cabdans
AI art 'New Assignment [Stardust Crossing Episode 1]' with user description '// MISSION BRIEFING Location: Site 117-A Timeframe: Indefinite Operation Start: 6/27/XXXX Objectives: 1. Establish visual identification of Subjects 001 - 010. 2. Log daily routines of Subjects noting any anomalous behaviors or incidents. 3. Maintain cover story (Story #6 - "Travel Vlogger") 4. Do NOT make contact with Subjects outside of necessary interactions to maintain cover story. 5. Report any anomalous incidents immediately. // END BRIEFING SC-009 carefully read the screen before her. It was the same method they always used to contact her, a sudden ping on her secured connection. The only proof that she was still needed. But this one was different. No assassination target, no secure vault to breach, no strange object to recover or creature to capture. Just a place to investigate. A recon mission, with very little strings attached. She frowned, what little displeasure she was capable of feeling exaggerated as much as possible on her face for the sake of feeling her cheek muscles move. No defined end goal. No exfill date. Just indefinite parameters. It wasnt her style. The one thing she could pride herself on was getting the job done as quickly and efficiently as possible. The listed timeframe was less an expectation and more a high score to beat. She wanted to know more but she wasnt allowed to ask questions. From the moment her terminal beeped, the mission had already begun. Her approval was nothing more than a formality. --- The briefing was as short as the e-mail. This wasnt her first assignment, and it certainly wasnt her handler's. She was handed a cover story pamphlet to study on the plane, a satchel full of low-tech gear to fit the cover story, a bodysuit, a single change of clothes (more would be acquired on site), a credit card with fake credentials attached, a key card to access the on-site facility, and a dossier of her observation targets. Then she was loaded onto a plane like any other piece of military hardware and transported to Site-117-A. 12 hours of settling in later, as she was already staking out rooftops, camera in hand, looking for any sign of her targets. No time for anything but the mission. No time, even, to consider the effects of the anamolous zone she found herself in. She carried on like this for three days. Working out of a tiny apartment, she spent every waking moment scanning the crowds for her targets. And in so doing, began to wonder why her targets were so special. There were all sorts in this city, and that was putting it mildly. On her first day, she spied a girl with a centipede tail exiting a local convenience store. Last night, she had seen a literal fairy flitting about near the edge of the woods. Just this morning, a lavender furred cat had wandered through her apartment wall like it wasnt even there and kept on going through the opposite wall. Compared to things like this, what made the college student, the race car driver, or the mechanic girl interesting enough to pick them as targets? Perhaps part of her job was to answer that very question. --- It was the night of her seventh day in the city of Stardust Crossing when everything changed. The night was particularly clear and the summer heat had waned just enough to make her bodysuit bearable. She was pearched in a tall tree near the edge of the local park, keeping an eye on the main road into the nearby suburban neighborhood. She had already clocked Subject 002 and Subject 005 as both living nearby and was looking to refine her notes on their schedules. Then, suddenly, the air shifted and the world fell quiet. The wind ceased all movement. The pedestrians seemed to find somewhere else to be. Even the animals scurried away or held still as the grave. It was like the whole world was holding its breath. She felt it then, like warm honey dripping across her mind. Four simple words whispered directly into her soul. "Can you hear me?" She hadn't realized she had closed her eyes. She opened them to see the night sky aglow with light and color. The Shimmer. She had recorded it once, on the first night she arrived, but hadn't seen it again until now. It felt so much closer now. Like it wasnt far up in the sky, but merely just above her head. Then, it was gone. An unfamiliar feeling welled up inside of her. It took her several minutes to realize it was anxiety. She wasnt supposed to be able to feel that anymore. Not after Geas Conditioning. But the whispered words had knocked something loose in the back of her mind. A rattling piece that wouldn't let her forget about it. Yes, she thought, to herself or to the voice she couldn't say. I can hear you. Sleep didnt come easy that night. She went over everything in her dossier five times over, looking for any explanation but finding none. By the time morning came, she had barely slept a wink. She was supposed to report incidents like this. But that new feeling told her that would be a bad idea.'
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New Assignment [Stardust Crossing Episode 1]

usagi77
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Tanpa Judul

sweetcake027
AI art 'Lightning & Elysia baristas'

Lightning & Elysia baristas

patchybird
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Tanpa Judul

sweetcake027
AI art 'Full Service Coffee Shop'
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Full Service Coffee Shop

usagi77
AI art 'seethrough apron eirika'

seethrough apron eirika

lloorriiss
AI art 'Trying to read'

Trying to read

elric7472
AI art 'Maid Sairenji Haruna'
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Maid Sairenji Haruna

nowclamer
AI art "Nona's First Day"
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Nona's First Day

deet
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Tanpa Judul

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