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AI art 'Nine Realms, No Innocence ⚡🖤' with user description 'The gods may judge me, but judging by the view, I am willing to take that risk. 😏⚡

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

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Nine Realms, No Innocence ⚡🖤

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AI art "@blackhairedstudent's 2K Follower Special 🎉🎉 (Chapter 1)"

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@blackhairedstudent's 2K Follower Special 🎉🎉 (Chapter 1)

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AI art 'Farewell, my friend 🪦' with user description 'Before I start with the story, I feel like I have to get this important notice out of the way first:
⚠️ This post does not mean anyone has died in real life. It's just for funsies! ⚠️
Also, I'm sorry for using (mostly) unrelated clickbait as the thumbnail! 🙇‍♂️

— Story time —

The weather couldn’t have been more fitting.
Dark clouds blanketed the sky as rain poured down in relentless sheets, turning the cemetery paths into slick rivers of mud.
Though it was midday, the world felt trapped in cold, grim twilight.

A group dressed in black gathered around a modest tombstone.
Some leaned on one another for comfort, while others stood in rigid silence.
The heavy rain nearly drowned out the soft whimpers of a pregnant young woman wearing a black veil.
Even a few higher beings had come to mourn the loss of BetterWaifu’s greatest close-up artist.

They were saying goodbye to BlackHairedStudent.

His death was an unfortunate accident during the latest police raid on his basement—his stuffing had to be collected from throughout the entire building’s air ducts.

One lonely figure watched from afar beneath an old oak, disappointment clear on her face.
“Stupid Black,” she muttered.
“You were supposed to bring me ultimate despair.
I was a fool to think you could succeed where so many others failed.”
She turned and disappeared into the shadows.

The group lingered until a blinding flash lit up the sky, followed by roaring thunder.
A muffled sound came from the grave.
Suddenly a blue flame erupted from the soil, growing into wild cackling laughter.
Black’s ghost emerged from the flames, floating above his tombstone.

“Who gave you permission to throw such a boring funeral for me?!” he boomed with a wide grin.
“Was it you, my sweet little Nagatoro?”
She stared back in shock.
“If my funeral is going to be made into a post, it should at least feature panty shots!”
He snapped his ghostly paws.
A strong wind tore through the cemetery.
The centipede girl tried to hold her dress down in vain as it flew up.
Nagatoro didn’t even resist—the wind revealed she wore nothing underneath, exposing her pregnant belly and bare pussy.

Black’s expression softened.
“Y-you remembered our promise?”
“Of course, you stupid bear!” A tearful smile broke through her sorrow.
“I just never thought I’d have to honor it at your funeral.
How could you leave me after promising so much, you dummy?”
Black looked taken aback, then furious as his eyes landed on Terror2.
“You!! This is all your fault! You wrote me into this awkward position and how dare you use my precious Sakura as clickbait for your stupid post!”

His ghostly form lunged forward and latched onto his back.
“Feel the wrath of the dead, you backstabbing bastard!”
Blue flames erupted around them.
“Wait—what’s happening?” Black yelped.
“This power… it’s coming from your crown?! Stop! I’m in contr—”

Silence.

When I opened my eyes, I floated in an endless void.
No light, no sound—yet I could see my own body clearly.
A spotlight clicked on ahead.
Black sat there with his back turned.
“I never meant for any of this to happen,” he said quietly.
“I only wanted to create cute and sexy images of my favorite anime girls.”
He stood and turned toward me, tears streaming down his face.
“For a while everything was perfect.
I’d invite girls, pay them well, film scenes, and tease them a little.
But then I discovered the Close-up Bubble.”
A deep red glowing orb appeared in his hands, a tiny heart pulsing inside.
"It made those perfect shots effortless, but the power grew too strong.
It clouded my judgment.
I broke the rules despite the frogman’s warnings.
You know how it ended.”

His story left a lump in my throat.
“Don’t be too sad,” Black said with a weak smile.
“It was my own choice.
To prove it I’m passing the Close-up Bubble onto you now.
Be better than I was.
Don’t let it consume you.”

He pushed the bubble forward.
Immense power surged through me as it touched my chest, filling my mind with vivid close-up visions.
“Hahaha… that takes me back.”
Wings sprouted from his shoulders and he started to rise.

As I felt our time grew short, I finally managed to speak.
“Thank you for everything, Black!
I’ll never forget your sacrifices.
I promise to keep this power in check!”

“Don’t think of this as goodbye, my friend.
I’ll be watching from above—keep everyone entertained!
Please tell Nagatoro I’m sorry I couldn’t keep my promise.
Watch over her for me. She cared more than she let on.
Oh, and if you ever meet the frogman, tell him I'm sorry as well.
I'm very grateful to him for giving me a final chance."

He faded into the light as my consciousness slipped away.

“…you guys! I think he’s waking up!”
I opened my eyes to Ankha’s tear-streaked face hovering above mine.
She burst into fresh tears of relief.
“Please never scare us like that again!!”

— The End —

@blackhairedstudent, you will forever remain in our hearts. ❤️

(Also, thank you @gildenstein for letting me use Akiko even though I didn't ask. 😅)'

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Farewell, my friend 🪦

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AI art 'Frontier'

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Frontier

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AI art 'Depth: Victory over Power' with user description 'What is good and bad?
Fingers running through these scars
—And books. I don’t know

Journal of Victoria King
Start of entry
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October 18, 2026
26C, Foggy
San Francisco, USA

I can still feel the tingling numbness on my left arm as I write this log. I am left-handed but that sensation never stopped me from writing my thoughts and emotions, especially what happened exactly 4 years ago, on the day I turned 21. I had just finished my degree back then and while I enjoy solving engineering problems in this physical world, I had this strong curiosity about life and the mechanisms of the universe in general. As Nietzsche said “It is necessary to doubt everything”. With life itself being unpredictable, I dove myself into chaos theory and understanding how life blossoms at the extreme boundary of things. With this reality, what is control? What is power?

4 years ago, I pondered this question as I was walking in the city streets alone at night while reading another book by Nietzsche: ‘Beyond Good and Evil’. People find it hard to associate myself with that kind of book especially how I look. Just like the nature in life, it is often difficult to understand what one’s mind is compare to what is observed from the outside. I am introverted but I also never cared for the social norm I needed to fit in, especially when I have people like Magnus, Lexi, and Hattie who would just accept me as who I am. But I recognized that falling in love in one perspective of life means falling out of love with another. But the kind of dimensions I got myself involved in wasn’t something I’d expected. But I guess such is life.

As I continued my walk that night, a voice came into my head as I walked past a dark alley. A soft voice but an inviting one. I saw the glow at the end of it and it had a peculiar shade. It is difficult for me to recollect the events that followed after that.

Through my eyes I saw the visual of the universe through the red Mandelbrot sequenced lines that drew the field of perceptions in multiple dimensions. And the beauty of these lines knotted around my body that created the sensation that desires for more, despite submission.

That same soft voice appears often in my head since then. The curse. And it is one I fight to silence by subjecting myself through the ecstasy of bondage. My masochistic desire of being bound. The pain of these knots digging into my skin — and inside of me — reminds me of the chaotic monster I need to subdue.

I do admit, that me displaying acts of compassion with Magnus, Lexi, and Hattie, is an exercise of power through my subconscious motives. That voice whispered that these motives are clear when your physical self is lost of all control. Lost of all physical power. Then the real power shows itself: Lust

I am Victoria

And with this curse, I’m subjugated to explore the boundary of bondage — with the ropes serving the edge of my universe
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End of entry

@terror2 & @nullink Here’s my monsterification contest entry. Thanks for the invite. I had fun doing this'

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AI art 'The reason why Ankha didn't attend Panda Con (Chapter 2)' with user description '— This is a continuation of @gildenstein's previous post 'As you wish 😁' —

After finishing her lapdance for @octavian and thoroughly enjoying herself with @bad77’s wife Annie, Akiko suddenly perked up, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Hey, do you guys mind if I invite another friend?" she asked.
"Of course not!" @parda replied.
"The more the merrier!" @ririfake added with a grin.
"But she has to wear a panda-themed outfit like the rest of us!" @peterco insisted.
Akiko giggled. "Oh, that won’t be a problem. She loves dressing up."

She flopped onto a couch, pulled out her phone, and dialed. It rang for a while before a soft, sleepy voice finally answered.

"Hello? Akiko…? Do you have any idea what time it is? Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?"
"Oops! Sorry, Ankha!" Akiko said sweetly. "I didn’t realize it was already past midnight. But I have a really good reason, I promise! There’s this amazing party happening right now at the old abandoned factory near your place. It started as some convention by @warmicestudios, but things got wild and now it’s turned into a full-blown bash!"
Ankha yawned. "Okay… and what makes this party so special?"
In the background, someone shouted, "Don’t forget the costume!"
Ankha’s tone shifted, now slightly more awake. "Was that Peterco? What costume? What kind of party is this?"
Akiko laughed. "That’s the best part! Everyone’s wearing cute or sexy panda outfits. It started as a panda convention, so the dress code is mandatory."
"Pandas…?" Ankha’s voice brightened instantly. "You mean those adorable little bears? Aww, I love pandas! I think I still have that panda hoodie somewhere… Hold on, I’m putting you on speaker so I can look for it."

Ankha set her phone down on the bed and began digging through her wardrobe. As she searched, her imagination started to wander.
At first, she pictured herself in the cozy panda hoodie, smiling shyly. Then the image shifted—she was wearing a cute panda-themed bikini, splashing and playing with fluffy pandas by the water. The thought made her hum happily.
But the images kept changing.
Soon she saw herself in revealing panda lingerie, confidently dancing on a stripper pole while the party cheered her on. A thrill ran through her.

Then the pandas in her mind began to look… wrong. Twisted. Unnatural.
Suddenly, the face of the horrible bear from her nightmare a few nights ago flashed before her eyes. The images turned dark. She was no longer at a party—she was back in that filthy basement. The ugly men. Their rough hands. The endless, degrading acts. The thick loads of cum she was forced to swallow. The way they left her broken and leaking on the cold floor.

Ankha froze, her breathing shaky.
"N-no… That was just a dream," she whispered. "It wasn’t real… That bear wasn’t real—"
A blood-curdling scream tore from her throat.
"NOOOOOOO~!!!"

Akiko nearly dropped her phone. "Ankha?! What happened?! Are you okay?!"
Sobbing came through the speaker, raw and broken.
"No… Everything is not okay," Ankha cried. "It’s all because of that stupid bear… I’m sorry, Akiko. I can’t come. I’m not in the mood anymore."
More heart-wrenching sobs echoed before the call abruptly ended.

Akiko stared at her phone, stunned.
Peterco tilted his head. "So? Is she coming? You told her about the panda costume, right?"
Akiko shook her head slowly. "No… She started talking about some ‘stupid bear’ and then just… hung up."
@blackhairedstudent let out a quiet, eerie chuckle. "Kukukukuu~… I wonder what that was about."
Peterco shrugged. "Her loss! Come on, let’s get this party going again! I challenge everyone to a 1-on-1 bamboo sword battle!"
@barry915 laughed. "You’re on! I could beat you with my eyes closed. Annie, mind being my blindfold?"

And so the party raged on for many more hours, filled with laughter, chaos, and panda-themed debauchery.
But not for Ankha.
She stayed curled up in her dark bedroom, sobbing quietly until exhaustion finally pulled her back into an uneasy sleep.

— The end? 🐼 —'

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The reason why Ankha didn't attend Panda Con (Chapter 2)

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AI art "The Anarchy (+ leftovers)"

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The Anarchy (+ leftovers)

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AI art 'Norse Goddesses' with user description 'The Waifu Beam™ continues its spree of moe-fication. Today, we visit Norse mythology for a new collection of beauties.

Feat: Thor, Loki, Odin, Hugin & Mugin, Frigg, Tyr, Freyr, Freya, Baldr, Njord, Skadi, Idunn, Bragi, Heimdal, Hel, Jormungandr, Fenrir, Ymir, Surtr'

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Norse Goddesses

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AI art 'My library'

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My library

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AI art "Duality"

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Duality

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AI art 'Change of Heart 2' with user description 'Two sides of the same coin, together in one whole.'

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Change of Heart 2

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AI art 'Major Arcana Waifus' with user description 'The first image turned out so much artsier than the rest, lol.

0 - The Fool
1 - The Magician
2 - The High Priestess
3 - The Empress
4 - The Emperor
5 - The Hierophant
6 - The Lovers
7 - The Chariot
8 - Justice
9 - The Hermit
10 - The Wheel of Fortune
11 - Strength
12 - The Hanged Man
13 - Death
14 - Temperance
15 - The Devil
16 - The Tower
17 - The Star
18 - The Moon
19 - The Sun
20 - Judgement
21 - The World'

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Major Arcana Waifus

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$AI art '¯\_ȌᴥȌ_/¯'$

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¯\_ȌᴥȌ_/¯

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AI art 'The many sides of Gasai Yuno'

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The many sides of Gasai Yuno

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AI art 'Barry's Angels - Random' with user description 'Gabby
Rōze
Hime
Lily
Bee
Yune
Emma
Alicia - 3rd form
Ca'atan
Ilyana
Malika
Penny
Victoria
Alicia
Scarlett
Nyan
Lyra
Amber
Empress
Gabby again
Anna
Alicia again'

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Barry's Angels - Random

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AI art "Split"

Split

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Untitled

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