#darkness of the mind

[beast-feast]

Been working on the second one for a day or two now, been wanting to try out a bit of stuff outside my comfort zone. I cannot draw feet I have found out painfully so

#surround #dotm #darkness of the mind #tw ??? #tw eyestrain #// eyestrain #wip

[may12324]

She remade her, she held her bones in her hands and put each piece back together. Only to have to carry on without her.

Everything she did, she did for Falin

~

Inspired by The Locked Tomb and Howls Moving Castle, and also how hot these two look in these outfits/forms. This will be a future print for cons this year.

#dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #farcille #marcille donato #dunmeshi #falin touden #falin #marcille #my art #dungeon meshi spoilers #dunmeshi spoilers #thinking about the similarities of farcille and the locked tomb #the end of gtn and marcille having to carry on without falin #shes not there #but she is there #in every action she takes in every decisions she makes #falin is there on her mind #she is why she becomes the ******* ****** #she does dark magic for her #she risks everything for her #she eats monster food for her #thats romance #she **** her #to love is to consume #to love is to be changed #(how fitting) #consume or be consumed #gideon tells harrow to eat her #and marcille...... #welll

[hecth616]

Darkness of the mind

Don't tell me you are overwhelmed

Cause I don't care

Gravity pulled me down again

And of it I'm sick

Sticked to the ground and tired

Am I alive?

Cause lately it feels like I am

Not in paradise

This hell is a little more alike

To a picture from the past

And now I'm terrified

A glimpse into the dark

Voracious teeth

It is the old and worn out beast

The 616

And it just started back at me

In my ear whispering

Release me...

For I'm done with every possible illusion

Please hear me...

I'm growling once again to stand my ground against the enemy

And the enemy is the one that is taming us, raping us, enslaving us from taking a look into the void and cherish back the darkness of our mind...

Don't tell me I'm the problem once again

Cause I know I am

There might be a black hole in my brain

It's impossible to escape

Frequencies lost from time to time

Waves of light?

Suspended in purgatory seems fine

At least I'm back

What if this riddle gets untied

Will it leave a mark?

Scorched with fire

The number to unleash our wrath

Will the beast attack?

Or will it come to shout ...?

Release me...

For I'm done with every possible illusion

Please hear me...

I'm growling once again to stand my ground against the enemy

And the enemy is the one that is taming us, raping us, enslaving us from taking a look into the void and cherish back the darkness of our mind...

#darkness of the mind #lyrics #writing #poetry #hecth616 #thoughts #poem #music #writers #lyricist #song #writblr #poetblr #writers on tumblr #poets on tumblr

[s-aint-elmo]

part 2 of my pining falin agenda aka I STAND WITH MARCILLE THAT DRESS WAS CUNT

part 1

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#dungeon meshi #falin touden #marcille donato #farcille #dungeon meshi spoilers #doodles #mine #in my to-do list that second image is described as 'visions of marcille tarted up dark magician style dancing in falin's mind' #making laios call the dungeon lord dress weird in part one is just compliance to canon characterization HE DOES NOT SPEAK FOR ME #i looove fashion and fashion as characterization so my headcanon is that marcille's epilogue style is a direct consequence of that dress #she realized that there was no escaping the resemblance to her mother bc it is now a proven fact that black brings out her cuntiferocity #also falin is wearing a chemise de la reine bc 1) plumage real estate 2) similar to her canon dresses and 3) booba

[f4irycafe]

thinking about sugar daddy toji who loves to go for the sweet and innocent girls. while his other ceo buddies (gojo, geto, sukuna) prefer to go for the high maintenance, hair laid, expensive ass women, toji prefers the cutie pies. he wants a tiny, pretty little baby on his arm. don’t be fooled though, while he might admire the innocent outward appearance, he likes his girls to have bite to them. he finds women he can walk all over and treat any type of way boring, and why would he spend his hard earned money on something that doesn’t entertain him. but most of all, he loves it when he gets to watch his little girls reduced to a mile of mush and cum underneath him every night as he fucks you like he wants to break you, sometimes you think he truly might. your hands are white knuckling the sheets as he rudely pounds into you from behind, his eyes locked on the way his massive cock stretches out your tiny, wheeling hole. “daddy. daddy. daddy” you chant as he his cock reaches places you didn’t even think where possible. and when he’s all finished, he loves his pretty baby curling onto his big chest as he lazily plays with your messy cunt, giving you sweet kisses as he promises to pay you 2k for each orgasm you gave him that night.

should i continue this hc w a lil fic 👀 lemme know

#this new season of jjk is doing dark things to my mind #erens my bf but this man is my DADDY #toji smut #toji fluff #toji x you #toji x reader #toji x y/n #toji x black y/n #toji x black reader #toji fushiguro fluff #toji fushiguro smut #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro x black reader #jjk smut #jjk fluff #nanami smut #gojo smut #geto smut mahito smut #megumi smut #itadori smut #toji cafe <3

[wanders-in-wonderland]

Pay to Play

The last thing I remember is a van pulling up to the sidewalk and two men grabbing me. I vaguely recall a syringe going into my arm and the pain of an injection but that’s all that I can remember of when I wake up. I’m in a dark room, tied to a chair, and gagged. There are several other girls in the room as well, all tied and gagged just like I am. The fear is palpable as we look between ourselves. Some are crying and most of us are squirming and struggling to no avail.

Suddenly, the door to the room we’re in swings open and several men walk in. No one says a word as the men go towards the girl closest to the door and pick her up, chair included. They leave with her, just as suddenly as they arrived, leaving the rest of us in stunned silence.

I feel tears well up in my eyes, the fear and confusion becoming too much for me to process. One of the girls screams behind her gag and another one joins her. A few more join in but no one beyond the door seems to notice and eventually, we all quiet again, each of us trying to cope in our own ways.

An unknown amount of time passes and suddenly the doors slam open again. The men return but there is no sign of the first girl. They head towards the second girl and grab her the same way, ignoring her wails from behind the gag and her desperate struggling against her bonds. They leave with her, just like before.

It becomes a pattern. The men come and take the next girl in line every so often and none of us know what to expect or how to stop it. Soon, I’m up next. It’s been so long since I woke up that I’ve stopped crying already. My arms are sore from being tied up and my legs are numb from sitting.

The doors slam open again and I’m carried away. I’m brought to a room surrounded by lights, the sudden brightness making me squint and blink. When my vision focuses again, I realize the men are gone and I’m alone. I’m surrounded by cameras, and there’s a large screen in front of me playing a live feed of the room, and I see myself. My hair is tangled, my eyes are red from crying, and I look terrified. What’s next to the footage is what makes my blood run cold. It’s a chat box, and I can see the comments coming in. Comments about how I look, about how excited viewers are for the “show,” and how much they think I’m worth. I realize in that moment that I’m being livestreamed and about to be sold off to the highest bidder.

A door opens and a man walks in. He’s wearing a mask that covers most of his face and he has on a microphone that I can only assume let’s him talk to the stream’s viewers.

“Welcome! Our next lovely girl is here with us now. You all know the rules, if you win the auction, you must transfer funds immediately and she will be prepared for shipment or pick-up, depending on your preference. Let’s begin.”

He walks toward me, and I whimper behind the gag, terrified of what’s to come. He pulls out a pair of scissors, and swiftly cuts away at my clothes, pulling them off my naked body and I’m crying now. I can see myself on the screen, my sobs making my body shake as I try my best to curl into myself.

The comments start to flood into the chat box now, people discussing my body, my tits, my pussy. I see bids start to come in too, and part of me is shocked to see the amount of money these people are throwing out.

The man comes back into my view and he’s holding a vibrator in his hand. I wail behind the gag, shaking my head and struggling uselessly in my bonds. He isn’t deterred and I watch as he clicks it on. I’m straining to close my legs but the ropes are too tight and chair too unyielding. He brings the vibrator between my legs and I wail when I feel it touch my clit. He doesn’t give me time to adjust, he presses the vibrating head directly onto my clit and holds it there, letting the vibrations batter me.

I scream behind the gag as I feel the sensation overwhelm me. At first, the fear dampened any pleasure but as the seconds dragged on and the vibrator stayed pressed up against my most delicate area, I could feel my body reacting. Waves of stimulation crash over me and I can feel the first inklings of an orgasm starting to build. The man keeps the horrible vibrator on my pulsing clit and my tears are now in response to the unbearable pleasure that I never wanted, and certainly not like this.

The vibrator pushes my body closer and closer to a wrecking orgasm, and I can’t do anything other than feel it happen. I arch my back and squirm as much as I can when the incomprehensible pleasure crescendos and I shatter. I can feel my pussy clenching around nothing and gushing out my release, my clit pulsing in time to my heartbeat, and my mind fading to a haze of pleasure and pain as the vibrator continues to ravage me.

“Orgasm in one minute and 37 seconds, and she’s a squirter,” the man announces matter-of-factly. “Let’s see how hard we can push her.”

I look up from tear-blurred eyes, seeing the comments flood in on the chat box on screen. I’ve always been sensitive post-orgasm and the fact that the man hasn’t pulled away the vibrator is pushing me into a painful overstimulation that’s making my stomach clench in fear. He reaches down with his free hand and maneuvering around the vibrator to pull back the soft skin that normally surrounds my clit, protecting it. My eyes widen and I let out a guttural scream behind the gag as the overwhelming, horrible vibrator now decimates my clit with nothing to soften the nerve-fraying stimulation.

I feel my eyes roll up into my head and my body is thrown into a second orgasm with no preparation. Just pure, unstoppable pleasure that burns every single nerve in my body. I can’t even breathe or scream or cry as my entire being is locked in a soul-shattering explosion that seems to go on forever.

I have no idea how much time passes or how many orgasms that terrible pleasure is able to tear from my body before the vibrator finally moves away. I’m shaking, crying, gasping for air and my clit is burning and twitching from the continued stimulation.

When I finally gather myself enough to open my eyes and see the on-screen chat box, I feel my heart stutter when I read some of the things people are saying.

“Fuck, she’s hot like that, I wonder if she’d survive a day strapped to a fucking machine.”

“I want to string her up and see how good of a whipping she could handle before she begs.”

“Her little clitty looks perfect for a piercing, and I could run electricity through it and really make her scream and cum.”

That last one makes me whimper and I pull my attention away from the screen, hoping that this nightmare is almost over.

“Now for a change of pace,” the man says from across the room. My eyes dart over to him and see that the men who’d brought me here are back again, rolling in a different chair, this one built like a gynecologist’s exam table with stirrups. I shake slightly in fear as they approach me and untie me before manhandling me into the exam chair. I’m too weak to even resist as they strap my body down, my feet going into the stirrups and my legs, arms, and body immobilized with straps.

The men leave and I look up at the livestream of myself, seeing how fear has made my eyes wide with gruesome anticipation. I can see clearly in the video, my clit looking so red and angry while my pussy still drips from the torment of pleasure they’d subjected me to moments before. I watch as the masked man approaches me, wheeling over a tray containing more horrible toys and devices.

He pulls a metal speculum off the tray and comes to stand before me. I’m shaking with terror, desperately trying to beg from behind the gag. He’s uncaring as he slides the device against my pussy, pushing the cold, hard metal inside of me. My back arches as my pussy fills and I whine, wishing that I didn’t find this violation pleasurable.

The man starts to crank the handle of the device, the motion forcing the speculum to open me up. I can’t help but moan, feeling an unbearable fullness start to build as the device pushes my pussy wide open. Eventually, he stops and takes a step back.

I watch through the livestream as he grabs a long, thin wand from the tray and comes back. I can feel my pussy pulsing around the speculum holding me open, and I know there’s nothing I can do to prevent whatever deranged thing he plans on doing next.

“Let’s see how she reacts to some internal stimulation.”

Without any other warning, the man slides the thin wand into me and presses a button that makes it start emitting a low pulsing vibration. He brushes against the walls of my pussy and I shake at the onslaught of pleasure. The speculum gives him easy, perfect access and the thin wand means he has every bit of precision at his disposal as he targets my most vulnerable places.

I choke on a gasp when he finds my g-spot and presses into it with heart-stopping accuracy. I feel my toes curl and my eyes roll to the back of my head as painful, unbearable pleasure overwhelms me. He turns up the wand to an unimaginable intensity and drives it into the tenderness of my pussy. I cum immediately. My pussy gushes and my juices flood out of me as the pleasure ravages my body with no mercy.

Just like with my clit, the man doesn’t let up. I’m locked in this impossible pleasure and overstimulation as my vision goes white and my body feels ripped to shreds by every orgasm that pours out of me.

When he finally stops, I don’t even feel human anymore. My mind is empty, there is absolutely nothing left other than the pure pleasure that laid waste to my entire being. I’m vaguely aware of the man announcing final call for bids but I’m too incoherent to really register what is going on around me. Suddenly, I feel a prick on my arm and slowly turn my head to watch a syringe pull out of my arm. My head spins and I feel sleep encroaching on my mind.

Just before my darkness overwhelms my vision and I sink into unconsciousness, I catch a glance of the screen and see how much money was spent on me. There’s a muted sense of astonishment. It’s more money than I could even fathom, more than I could make in a lifetime. And someone just spent it on me, in exchange for my complete ownership.

#nsft concept #overstim kink #dark fantasy #cl1t torture #mind break #rap3 fantasy #kidnap fantasy #overstim nsft #rough kink #medfet #cl!t torture

[tiffanyachings]

Matching T-Shirts for You and Your Weirdly Codependent Cousin

based on this excellent post by @casgirl

#20% off if you get it with the cheap mustache rides shirt #the locked tomb #nona the ninth #camilla hect #palamedes sextus #paul tlt #field sketches #* #trivia section - i usually use dark brownish greys for cam and light cool greys for pal #(side note: i am BEGGING the sixth house to open their hearts and minds to more interesting colours) #so if you ever see them wearing sth that doesn’t align with this colour scheme (case in point: pal’s socks) #it’s because they stole it from each other #i feel like cam would be really into hiking boots (theyre waterproof and have good ankle support) so i gave her some #no notes on paul except that they have that ally beardsley enby swag. i know this in my heart

[mlpoutofcontext]

#the only evil thing the water did was make Vinyl Scratch talk out loud #that was a joke but actually #later in the comic the water is said to make “every thought that crosses ones mind become action” #which arguably could cause a normally non-verbal pony to speak #Vinyl Scratch #mlp #my little pony #mlp fim #my little pony friendship is magic #Apple Bloom #Ponies of Dark Water #idw comics

[astra-lun]

The best ending for Dark Urge with coolest grandpa ever, am i right

#украрт #withers is a coolest grandpa ever and you cant change my mind #украртпідтримка #арткозацтво #dnd art #art #ukrart #digital art #my art #bg3 durge #bhaalspawn #baldur's gate #bg3 #bg3 withers #withers #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 tav #bg3 fanart #bg3 dark urge #dark urge #durge

[beast-feast]

Finals are over I'm free forever

#dotm #darkness of the mind #callie #puff #no more....<3

[deesi-academia]

"i love you on purpose" "its rotten work? not to me, not if its you" "if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more" "you can say anything and i will not abandon you" "i love you like breathing" "i'll be patient for you" "it's always been you" "i'll take your hand hoping you stain mine" "i dont think we were ever strangers" "you're half of my soul, as the poets say" "i don't love you despite, i love you because"

#losing my mind actually #love #dark academia #light academia #romantic academia #quotes #love quotes #1k #5k

[steelscorner]

BG3 Comic: An Unwelcome Surprise

(Be forewarned: Dark Urge Act 3 Spoilers. Post is tagged. Click “read more” for the full comic.)

I always find myself wondering about the side conversations that must happen between the other characters while your PC is busy talking to the plot point givers.

#astarion #gale of waterdeep #enver gortash #dark urge #astarion x durge #durgestarion #OC: Jiril the Wildling #bg3 #bg3 fanart #gale dekarios #bg3 comic #I’m not going to tag this durgetash since that’s not end game for Jiril but 100% they did in the past #Jiril is a wild magic sorcerer and their hands darken with magic when a magic surge is coming on #make of that what you will here #bg3 spoilers #spoilers #dark urge spoilers #also don’t mind me changing my inking style up I’m experimenting and inflicting it all on you #my art

[vaxolang]

"Mind's eye"

Acrylic painting

#vaxo lang #creepy art #creepy #contemporary art #contemporary artist #acrylic painting #horror art #vaxolang #dark art #horror #mind's eye #eye #head #heads #skull

[landofmoa]

Do what’s best for your soul. Fuck anything else.

#self healing #black girl moodboard #black tumblr #peace of mind #self love #wellness #dark feminine energy #manifesting #visual diary #law of attraction #reminder to myself #glow up #self growth #study motivation #land ofmoa #2023 vision board #self concept #new era #black girl luxury #nicki minaj #putting me first #loving me #travel

[flymmsy]

I really love Durge's new default armor.

#bg3 #durge #the dark urge #durgetash #really could be any pairing but we all know I had durgetash in mind #flymmsy tries to be funny

[wanders-in-wonderland]

Fuck Me Like You Hate Me

“That’s right. Cry, you fucking whore. That’s what I want to see,” his voice is guttural and unforgiving as he drives the vibrator harder against my clit.

I stare up at him, eyes glassy and mind dazed as he forces unrelenting pleasure over my body. It’s been hours and countless orgasms since he’d tied me down and pressed the vibrator to me. I didn’t even realize I was crying until he mentioned it. I’m too far gone to even protest or struggle.

I feel another orgasm start to build and a high, keening whine breaks free from me as the pain-tinged pleasure makes more tears fall from my eyes. “Good fucking whore, give me another one,” he smirks at me, sliding two fingers into my sopping cunt and curling them just right.

I tremble as the orgasm washes over me, my pussy clenching desperately around his fingers and my clit burning with painful overstimulation.

“You deserve this, don’t you? This is what you get for being a worthless whore who’s only good for cumming, isn’t that right?” He mocks me as his fingers continue to slam into me, the sound of my dripping, brutalized pussy barely audible over the sound of the vibrator.

I’m wordless at this point, I’d given up begging several orgasms ago when it became clear that he didn’t care about my sensitivity. My eyes are unseeing as he continues to work my body into a broken shell.

“You’re nothing more than a worthless whore, cumming your brains out for me. Not a single thought left in that pretty head of yours. Come on, whore, I want to see you break,” he clicks up the vibrator, pulling his fingers out of my cunt to pull back my clit hood to force the torturous stimulation to ravage my clit with no mercy.

My eyes roll up into my head as my next orgasm slams into me, my pussy squirting my release all over the bed beneath us. The stimulation doesn’t stop and he laughs cruelly as he watches my body and mind struggle to cope with the pleasure he’s putting me through.

I can’t get enough air into my lungs as the vibrator continues to decimate the most sensitive part of my body. His fingers keep me splayed open, leaving my clit with no protection from the bulb of the vibrator.

“We’re not stopping until you pass out today. And maybe even then, I’ll keep pulling orgasm after orgasm out from your worthless little body just so you know who you belong to,” his eyes are alight with a maniacal gleam as he continues to force the horrible pleasure onto me.

Before my last orgasm fully faded, another rose up inside of me, the feeling overwhelming every single sense and rushing at me. I feel every muscle tense and the pleasure rips through me, so hard I can feel it in my bones.

It broke me as the world around me faded to black, my mind cracking under the assault of pleasure and pain.

—

I wake up to the feeling of a warm towel pressed against my sensitive core. I whimper softly, shifting slightly, registering that I’m unbound now. His shushes me softly as I peer up at him with bleary eyes. “I’ve got you, sweetie, it’s okay,” his voice is soft and reassuring as he finishes wiping me down and kisses the top of my head. I smile up at him and watch as he sets the towel down before crawling into bed with me, pulling me close and surrounding me with his scent and warmth. I close my eyes and feel myself drift away, safe and sound.

#nsft concept #cl1t torture #overstim kink #cnc overstim #mind break #dark fantasy #dacryphilia