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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

peterco
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AI art "Lesson"

Lesson

prspxtvs
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AI art 'Bad Girls in Blue 🚨' with user description 'Some uniforms were never meant to stay fully closed.
A little discipline, a little chaos and a lot more heat than this station can officially handle. 😏🚔🖤

@octavian @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @ririfake'
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Bad Girls in Blue 🚨

reptorn
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AI art "The Otaku's Dress-Up"
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The Otaku's Dress-Up

thoughtzi
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AI art 'The West Is In Trouble' with user description '@peterco @warmicestudios @zuzul @parda @terror2 @bad77 @blackhairedstudent @zesoul @onlyyouprod @goobygubby @varcolac 

We were summoned before to defend the seas but trouble has found us on land, we are going to have to create a crew to help tackle this new threat. I call to lend your aid'
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The West Is In Trouble

zerogroupe21
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AI art "Ruby : Would you ride (with) her ?"
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Ruby : Would you ride (with) her ?

zuzul
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AI art 'Detention with Tara (Preview?)' with user description 'Over half of the images for the full post got flagged for 'loli' content. (Including the original cover art)
So here's a preview of a post that might unfortunately never see the day. 😢
The full post features all three of you @heihund, @cro_bo, and @reptorn.'
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Detention with Tara (Preview?)

terror2
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AI art "Helping her stretch"
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Helping her stretch

flix1607
AI art 'SFW Monday Adventures' with user description 'Sabrina from Pokemon.

Wanted to make a little story for the girl I posted today for SFW Monday. Hope you all enjoy, thinking of making this a little series with different anime women 🤔 idk tho because work has been INSANE recently 😂

@peterco @a_casual_prompter @heihund @casca_kirei-onna @terror2 @prspxtvs @doggomage @lapicosita @cef_ultra'
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SFW Monday Adventures

kidd163
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AI art '2k followers - Unreleased images' with user description 'Thank you all for hitting 2,000 followers! in celebration, i'm releasing some of my shots since i started.

#1 is the first prompt I ever did.
#2 is the first render of the Vale Sisters
#3 - #9 are unreleased original characters
#10 - #19 are character prompts unused 
#20 - #26 Unreleased sex poses
#29 most recent prompt'
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2k followers - Unreleased images

octavian
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AI art 'Sheriff Naomi: The New Law in Town. 🤠🌵🖤✨' with user description '​"The Wild West has a bad reputation for being messy, dusty, and lawless... but I don't tolerate messes in my territory.
​@warmicestudios @parda @octavian @bad77 @peterco thought they could ride into my town, stir up trouble at the saloon, and slip away into the desert before anyone noticed. Cute. But they forgot that a true bounty hunter doesn't need to break a sweat to catch a rogue. It took me exactly ten minutes to track his boots down and corner them right here in the sheriff's office.
​Thet are currently sitting in my holding cell, staring at me through the iron bars, completely speechless. I suppose they weren't expecting the law to wear tailored velvet, silk holsters, and a silver star that shines brighter than the midday sun.
​Naomi: (Slowly tilting the brim of her cowboy hat up, a gentle, dangerously alluring smile on her lips as she rests her hand lightly on the pearl handle of her revolver) "You’ve been a very bad outlaw, darling... and now you're entirely at my mercy. The cell door is locked, the keys are right here around my waist, and the desert night is going to be very, very long. Tell me... are you ready to confess your sins, or should I come inside and make you?"'
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Sheriff Naomi: The New Law in Town. 🤠🌵🖤✨

cef_ultra
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AI art "Eye Candy"
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Eye Candy

thoughtzi
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AI art "Wild West Celest"
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Wild West Celest

octavian
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AI art "Dom Orihime per requests"

Dom Orihime per requests

seekingsnake
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AI art "Some Outlaws... Polly the Kid."
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Some Outlaws... Polly the Kid.

casca_kirei-onna
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AI art "Prisoner Yoruichi"
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Prisoner Yoruichi

benbenber
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AI art 'Good Girl, Officer' with user description 'Mika sits on the edge of the table like she owns the entire party. The red tailcoat hangs open, the black corset pushed down, her leather pants shoved to her thighs. One gloved hand rests on the back of Officer Luna’s head, fingers lightly tangled in white hair.

Luna is on her knees between Mika’s spread legs, wolf ears flattened against her police hat, tail twitching. Her uniform is torn, necktie loose, face burning red as her tongue works between Mika’s thighs. Every careful lick makes her ears flick in embarrassment.

Mika looks down at her with that sharp, amused smirk, orange eyes half-lidded.

That’s it… good girl. Don’t stop.

Luna’s claws dig into her own thighs as she obeys, a soft, muffled sound escaping against Mika’s skin. The string lights and jack-o’-lanterns cast warm, flickering shadows over both of them while Mika keeps her in place, completely in control.

@peterco @octavian  @warmicestudios  @narillia  @prspxtvs   @terror2  @barry915  @xiomi  @thoughtzi   @hollenwulf   @gildenstein  @reptorn  @artfx85   @ninonakano  @doggomage  @zerogroupe21  @goobygubby  @ririfake  @casca_kirei-onna  @a_casual_prompter'
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Good Girl, Officer

cef_ultra
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AI art "Samus Aran: Space Cowgirl"
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Samus Aran: Space Cowgirl

thoughtzi
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AI art 'Zesoul's Kuudere challenge' with user description 'Sorry it took me a minute my credits only just reset 
@zesoul issued a challenge and I really enjoyed doing this one had me thinking hard

1) Lysandra works as a flight attendant during the day and loves to be able to travel everywhere and see new places, she will always go out of her way to help anyone and do what ever is requested by the passengers

2) There is nothing more that she likes to do than go out with friends and have a great time in the bar, if a plan hasn't been arranged to get people out she is straight on the phone getting as many people together as she can. She doesn't like to be alone 
         
3) The one thing she loves more than anything in the world is her cat Tony, she rescued him when she was in another country and brought him home because she couldn't stand seeing that poor cat alone in the world and struggling

4) Lysandra favorite meal is spaghetti, this is due to it being the dish her mother would make her every Wednesday and it always brings a warm feeling in her when she makes it. The recipe has been passed down through the family.

5) Lysandra likes to go out during the hot months and explore the forests and practice her botany skills, she knows it will never get strong enough to go into the sciences but she still enjoys learning all about nature

6) Having to bend over backwards at work fuels Lysandra into being a dominatrix, she has to do what people say all the time so this time its everyone elses turn to listen to mistress.

7) Being up in the air a lot always gets you thinking and when shes on the planes she always thinks and dreams about being able to jump out of a plane with a parachute naked

Hope you guys enjoy this

@octavian @peterco @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @cef_ultra @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @terror2  @goobygubby @cro_bo @reptorn @zuzul @artfx85 @parda @hollenwulf'
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Zesoul's Kuudere challenge

zerogroupe21
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AI art 'Ghost' with user description '3 years ago

“Here’s to adulting!” 

Victoria raised her shot glass. Harriet chuckled. The burning sensation of the Bacardi 151 warmth their bodies on this cold winter evening. It was graduation day and it was the day Victoria and Harriet no longer call themselves students.

“What are you going to do next Vicky?” Harriet asked while staring at her empty shot glass, playing with it.

“I’m gonna get wasted that’s what” Victoria danced around — ignoring what she meant. 

“Hey Hattie! Let’s go back to my place! I don’t want to waste the night here” 

Harriet winked and put her arms over Victoria

“…or get wasted here or else I’m gonna yank your ass home like always” 

Victoria giggled and slammed a fifty on the table

“On me today!”

Eerie quiet hallway echoed with their heels tapping along. As Victoria opened her door the familiar scent flooded Harriet. The silence broke.

“So what’s the next drink Hattie? We should just talk and we’ll adult tomorrow”

“Do you have wine? Hey…what’s this?”

Something caught Harriet’s attention. The floor felt different. As she looked down, Harriet’s eyes traced the red lines and curves.

“Oh..um. I was just experimenting” 

Victoria forgot she had those out. She wasn’t drunk but red flush flooded her face. Her shoulders trembled not sure what to do.

Harriet chuckled.

“Experimenting? Experimenting what? There’s so much ropes here”

“Y…you really want to know?” Victoria’s shaken voice traveled. She knew she couldn’t hide it anymore. If she trusted Harriet, this confession would prove that.

“Vicky? Are you okay?”

Victoria came close to her ears. Harriet could feel her own skin tingling. Victoria whispered 

“They are for you to tie me up so I’ll be your subject, your royal highness….”

Victoria walked over to collect the ropes to a bundle and handed it over to Harriet’s hands — stunned. Then she proceed to undress herself.

“Vicky. Hang on…!”

“Trust me Hattie. It’s easier this way”

Harriet could see everything. Victoria with her back facing her and her hands positioned behind her. It was an invitation. One she couldn’t resist. One she couldn’t lie to herself.

Harriet proceeded — Knot by knot — with wonders how their lives intertwined like this. 

“There’s something under the pillow Hattie. Can you grabbed it?” 

Victoria’s her feet were high up behind her close to her hands as she rested face down. She knew this was only possible if someone ties her—not something she can pull off herself.

“That’s a ball gag. You put it over my mouth so I can’t complain. Heh…”

“…and that’s a whip — well you know wha…”

Harriet just striked Victoria before she could finish. She moaned

“Annhh..” 

“Vicky! You’ve been a bad girl. Hiding this from me. And I’m glad you know you talk too much”

Harriet pulled the buckle over her head. The ball was almost hidden inside Victoria’s mouth. Drips of lust crawled down her cheek and chin.

Harriet put the whip to work. With every strike — just a little harder. Victoria struggled and wriggled but she could only move so much in that position. She is now Harriet’s subject. And her gleaming sultry eyes shows it all.

“Ah…anhh” moaned Victoria

Victoria’s body twitched as Harriet hesitated another swing. The pool on the sheets reflected Victoria’s state of ecstasy as she came—multiple times. Harriet stared—waiting—for Victoria’s body to stop twitching. Then she removed her gag and gently gave her a kiss—that brought them to a depth they never felt before.

“Hattie. Please don’t stop”

“Oh Vicky. Actually I…”

Harriet’s phone blared. It was a special tone. It was foreign to Victoria but Harriet looked flustered as she reached out her phone.

“V…vicky. I’ll be back”

Harriet stepped outside to the road in front of Victoria’s apartment. A long stretched limousine spanned her sight.

“How did you know I am here?”

“Princess Harriet. There’s no time to explain. Your country needs you. We need to leave right now” 

Explained the man standing next to opened limousine door

“But I need to be with Vicky and..”

“Your highness! It’s not the time for your flings and games”

”Shut your fucking mouth and that is an order. You have no right to talk about Vicky like that! Say that again and you’ll know what I’ll do!”

Silence reigned the street as Harriet stared at the man in the eyes. Harriet slowly backed away and looked to the side

“I know what I need to do” 

As she entered the car, Harriet turned around and looked back—whispered

“Vicky. Actually I really love you”

Victoria managed to escape though she didn’t think it was this fragile—much like the fragility of confessions. 

Victoria hid her face in her pillow as she tried to stop her tears. The shriek of a plane echoed her room with the curtains flayed, hinting the glaring sun.

“What have I done?”

===
If I can't be close to you   
I'll settle for the ghost of you   
I miss you more than life   
And if you can't be next to me   
Your memory is ecstasy   
I miss you more than life

-Justin Bieber-
==='
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Ghost

prspxtvs
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