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#go see it uncensored 👀
littleplasticrat · 3 months
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Christmas Elves
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What are you going to ask Halsin and Astarion to give you for Christmas?
Uncensored version and accompanying drabble can be found for $0 here. Merry Christmas! They are NOT SAFE FOR WORK lads [gender neutral], this is not a drill and I am not fucking around. Don't shock anyone with full-frontal elf cock this festive season (except perhaps yourself 👀)
My Patreon also has colouring pages, so check it out :)
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There is a Christmas Colouring Competition with the clothed version of this piece. I can't wait to see what you do if you decide to enter!
Click here to see more of my art
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skullcrysto · 7 months
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Alrighty let’s get a groove going.
Golly Dave how’d you get that stain on your tongue? 👀
See the 4-page uncensored comic here: https://cohost.org/Skullcrysto/post/2558958-ywdmp-it-stains
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alexis513 · 5 months
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Hello everybody 🧡💜
I wanted to announce that I will be publishing my Nh18 drawings as soon as possible.
The series is going to be called "Butterflies in a Whitebox" 👀👀👀
And for the uncensored versions, I plan to post them on my twitter account, for now.
See ya!🌼 I love you all
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2af-afterdark · 1 month
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Don't be shy, show us your Zagan 👀
Though I have to thank you for giving me the delicious idea...Since I've been trying to practice drawing NSFW stuff recently.
...I might try to draw Zagan in a reverse bunny suit...I'll cover the spicy bits up so I don't get in trouble with Tumblr but y'know.
Do you have your own dick headcanon for Zagan? So I can have an idea of how to draw it 😳
I'll DM you the uncensored pic if you like it 🫣
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Hmmm... I can't say it's any good, but... sure... It also it's colored, but I added the liner so you can actually see that lines instead of trying to fight the effects of light on graphite.
Also, I... honestly don't really have dick headcannons. Like, I can do it for monster fucking purposes, but otherwise... I'm too asexual to actually have them. I just see them in nsfw art and go "yeah, that looks about right" lol
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is-the-owl-video-cute · 11 months
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I still cant believe you and your wack fans found a twitter account posting gross art that used tags specific to that wack fetish in a way that made it very clear what the art was going to be, then clicked on the blurred image anyway and acted all shocked. You then proceeded to SHARE THE LINK TO THE ART. you were legit like "smh i cant believe this guy would post something so depraved in a public space" despite the fact you exposed a much larger audience to it than the twitter account would have ever gotten. I would have literally never seen any of that shit if your stupid ass didn't post the link. I would have gone my whole life never seeing it because i dont actively search "necrophilic feral art" on twitter.
Im not going to debate the actual ethicality of agro's art, but from your perspective: if you genuinely thought the content was harmful why did you share it???
I wonder if theres a term for this type of blunder. Theres definitely "dead dove: do not open" and "👀girl what were YOU doing at the devil's sacrament" elements at play here, but i wonder if theres a term for when internet people share niche disturbing content only to accomplish exposing the content to a larger audience and not actually do any "justice".
Anon I don’t have a twitter, did not visit his twitter, did not link his twitter, and just reblogged a few screen shots that showed his posts and heavily censored pictures of his art. I explicitly avoided any call out that posted the uncensored versions because I didn’t want anyone to have to actually look at the graphic material themselves.
And I only saw it in the first place because people linked me a call out post made by someone who has me blocked and doesn’t even like my blog lol.
You’re reaching very hard to try to catch me in a “ohoho you MUST have LIKED that stuff or you would’ve never FOUND IT” as though Agro and I didn’t have a previous falling out that made it relevant enough that my followers kept sending me receipts. I don’t know how or why the pit bull blog found all of that. You’d have to ask them, not me, because my answer is that I received some ten asks within an hour about it as soon as the post made by someone I’m not affiliated with was circulating.
Idk, anon. You’re grasping at straws on this one. I have also never gone to twitter and searched “necrophilic feral art”. I doubt the pit bull blog did either, Agro has promoted his nsfw twitter in his main account in the past. I think that just might be a more likely explanation for people finding it and being disturbed by what he posted since they could have followed his main for normal furry and warrior cats art.
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vacantgodling · 10 months
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I have a burning question for you. One we all need answers to (only if you want to feel free to let this ask rot in your askbox for eternity you have my permission.)
is donut wip alive
KAT!!! i’m happy to see ya :’)
technically speaking donut wip & the entirety of the liminal space series as a whole are still alive! (i’m not a huge fan of killing off my wips i usually just shelve them indefinitely until i circle back to the idea) — couple of reasons it’s shelved rn tho
1. paramour brainrot >>>>>>>> like seriously this wip has made me insane idk what magical combination of tropes and ideas i managed to spark like 2 years ago but i have never been this abnormal about a wip ever i think lol. so a lot of my wips have been sidelined in favor of my Child.
2. i got Super Stuck. not just regular stuck where you get writers block for a bit then move on no, i mean Super Stuck as in i was stuck on donut wip chapter 15 i think for like a year and a half before i finally said “i cannot force myself to write more in this draft i have to take a break” so i stepped back from it and the series in general to figure out what was going on with me and my brain. and i think really what it came down to is at that time it wasn’t fun for me to write? it felt very much like a chore—despite all of its horror it seemed “safer” to write. it was the thing people were expecting out of me and i felt like i was writing more to fulfill expectations than to actually write this story because i enjoy it. AND I DO ENJOY IT!! that’s the crazy thing. i really like this story and the nuance i allowed to grow into it when it literally started as me being “fuck it write a horror novel just to finish something and don’t care about the characters” but i care about them so much now etc etc.
but because i don’t do well when i feel forced it just sucked the joy out of it for me. paramour in comparison, has never felt forced. it’s always exciting and stimulating to my brain because it is a wip that is so very Me all over it. and i wanted donut wip to have that same feel but i gotta give it more time. maybe i’ll try doing the outline to writing method that i’ve been doing and working for paramour so i can avoid getting stuck again.
however, i did actually rewrite donut wip’s chapter 1 proper back in may of this year—i wanted to see if i could come back to it and make myself write it Forreal and i could! i did! and i’m really happy with it! which is exciting! and as a treat you (and anyone else who reads this full nonsense ramble or remembers donut wip from eons ago) can read that revamped first chapter—first official piece of donut wip writing i’ve ever really posted. just cuz like tbh it means a lot to me that you care about that story weh ;3; and remember—
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so without any more waffling: here is chapter one, uncensored from spoilers so u get drawn into the mystery 👀
Chapter One
I groaned when my guitar string snapped again for the third time today, the discordant twang echoing in my large dorm, up to the rafters. I heard Andres laugh from Tiffany’s bed.
“Oh yeah, making faces at it will help.”
“Fuck off.” I stuck my tongue out at him. “Toss me…” I waggled my pointer finger towards a stack of boxes between Tiffany’s bed and my desk. Opened and dangerously leaning was a box of replacement guitar strings, near empty and I’d only bought them a few months ago. “… Those.” Andres didn’t move though. I groaned again.
“Andre!” I snapped my finger and my voice at him. “Strings!”
“I’m not a dog. Besides, you’ve been at this for three hours. When are you finally gonna give up for the day and spend some time with your bestie?” He put emphasis on the word, but the trill of his voice was playful. “Hmm. I have been buggin‘ on this part a bit.” I pretended to think, tapping my thumb against my cheek. He seemed hopeful. I caved and laughed aloud. “Later!” I giggled at his groan. “I wanna make sure this melody’s flowin’ right before I break. Then we can play Spyro or whatever else ya wanna do.” Seeing as he couldn’t be bothered to give me my strings, I got up myself and toed my way through the mess that was steadily building up on the floor between the beds. I snatched up the box before Andres could knock it over with his outstretched foot.
“Oh, you watch it mister.”
“Sooooory.” He dragged out, but his grin told me he wasn’t sorry. I flipped him off, then flopped back down on my bed, quickly setting to work on restringing. More of them had begun snapping lately as I composed, but I chalked it up to stress. Finals wore me down this semester, more than they had in our first year, but it was bittersweet that they were over now. This year went by so fast, it’s like I blinked and it was December again. Beside me on the bed my bright yellow phone buzzed.
“Who’s that?” Andres asked. I flipped it open to look at the message.
from: vivi
Are you sure you want to stay for winter break?
from: vivi
Dad wanted me to ask again.
I tossed my phone back on the bed.
“Just my sister!” I said cheerfully. “Doing dad’s errands again. I told him I didn’t want to deal with him and Miss Borsche.” I wrinkled my nose. “He’s been buggin’ her to get me to come with them since I told him no.”
“Come with them… where?”
“Oh usually dad goes on some sorta cruise or vacation for the holidays. But, he never invites Vi. So I never go.”
“Why doesn’t he invite her?” The question was posed nonchalantly, and I looked over at Andres, who was looking down at his smartphone.
I’d venture to say that we’d become near best friends now after the past year and a half of knowing each other, yet there was still a lot we didn’t know about each other. I knew he had siblings, but not their names, and he knew about Juvia, but not anything more than that. I knew his family wasn’t rich but they worked extra to push him through school. He knew that mine was, but I had loans out the ass. We played guessing games every now and again—to get to know each other. But whenever there was some real-life line we went to cross in our blossoming friendship, he was always open and I always hesitated. It’s just how it were.
“She…” I tilted my head back and forth a bit. “It’s a bit complicated, I reckon.”
“Then take your time telling me. I’m not rushing you.” Our eyes caught, and he gave me a tiny smile that I couldn’t not return back. But things fell quiet after that, and I turned back to my strings.
Winter break was here, and the freedom that came with it curled around our slowly emptying building like the fresh blanket of snow that dusted our sleepy little college town. On the telly earlier, there were talks about a blizzard rolling in sometime between today and tomorrow. The snow for now was peaceful, and inviting. It crowned even my windowsill when I woke up this morning, and even if I wasn’t with Juvia in person, the holiday buzz still felt strong in the air.
A rap on the door drew me out of my thoughts.
”It’s open!” I called. The handle clicked then pushed open a crack, just enough for someone to poke their head in.
“Kelley.” Andres acknowledged the second I breathed out “Joaquin!” Our R.A regarded us with a lazy smile, and my eyes traced the curve of his handsome mouth. A flush of heat shivered through my body, and I darted my eyes away when they met mine.
“How are you two holding up here? Your folks coming soon?”
“Negativo.” Andres leaned back on Tiffany’s pillow, stretching one leg out into the air. I heard something pop and I made a face. “They’re back home and I don’t have enough money for a plane ticket there. So I’m staying.” Joaquin nodded easily, then he turned to me again. “Julissa?”
“Just Juls is okay!” I said quickly. I coughed. “Um, no, I’m also staying. If that’s alright?”
“No rules against it.” Joaquin flashed me a smile. “I was checking to see who’s still going to be here so I can send a final count to the director.”
“Is it just gonna be us?” Andres asked.
“No, there’s,” Joaquin paused to pop open the door a little further, and leaned against the wall. He counted on his fingers. “The three of us. Then, Daisy Kennedy, on the third floor. René Edwards, down the hall and….” He looked up at the ceiling, trying to remember. “Ah, Saul…Carson, I believe. Top floor.”
“Didn’t know you had someone named Saul on your floor.” I said, looking over to Andres. He snorted. “Me either. Aside from my roommates, I only really talk to you Juls.”
“You’re such a loner.” I teased, as though I was any better. Andres chucked Tiffany’s pillow at me.
“Hey!”
“Actually Kelley?” Andres started. I threw the pillow back and nailed him in the torso, making him choke on his next words. Joaquin’s quiet huff of a laugh distracted me for two seconds—enough for me to let my guard down. Andres jumped from Tiffany’s bed to mine and grabbed me in a headlock.
“Andre!” I shrieked, but he was merciless. His freehand dug into my side and began to tickle at my sides. It wasn’t long before I was howling with laughter, trying to desperately shove him off me. Amused, Joaquin waited patiently with his arms folded loosely over his chest.
Andres finally relented and let me go and I kicked his shin for good measure. “God, I can’t breathe.” I wheezed. Andres laughed jovially, then turned back to Joaquin. “I was going to ask if we had to stay in our dorms while we were here?”
“Well,” He looked between Andres and I, raising an eyebrow. “I don’t think you need my permission, you’re both adults.” I felt heat swarm my dark cheeks and next to me Andres sputtered. “It’s nothing like that!” He snapped. “I just mean, I got a leak in my room and Juls offered to let me crash here. I just don’t know if the break protocol is different than during the school year.”
“A leak?” Joaquin frowned, reaching for his phone. It was similar to Andres’s, clear and sleek. He tapped a few buttons. “From the roof?”
“Yeah. I woke up this morning to snow dripping down my face.” Andres shrugged. “I don’t know how long the leak has been there, it’s been pretty dry this year. But I don’t want to deal with it, it’s literally right above my bed.”
“Like I said, you don’t really need my permission to stay wherever you’d like. But thanks for telling me, I just scheduled a maintenance request.” Joaquin tucked his phone back into his tight jeans. “Should be a few days but it should be fixed.”
“If it wasn’t snowing, I’d get up there and do it myself.” I hit Andres with my hand lightly. “That’s dangerous.”
“Wouldn’t want you falling off.” Joaquin hummed. “Now that I would be held responsible for.”
“Are you staying too, Joaquin?” I asked. Andres elbowed me. “He just said that. Earth to Juls, get your mind out of the gutter.”
“It wasn’t there in the— Oh, I hate you!” Andres and I began squabbling again and from the door Joaquin laughed. “I’ll leave you all to it!”
“Thanks for coming by!” I called after him as he moved from the doorway. Before I turned fully back to Andres, from the corner of my eye, I saw… something follow after Joaquin. I couldn’t get a good enough look at it, but what I did see looked like a cream colored tail.
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ashyguysworld · 8 months
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You are so hot! I’d love to see your twitter 👀
I'm going to delete my twitter account and I will upload some of the stuff from there to my tumblr account. The riskier stuff will be censored but if you ask nicely I will not hestitate to send the uncensored versions via pm.
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buggy-spicy · 2 years
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Hi! I just finished drawing him 👀💦 if you want to the see the uncensored version you can go to my twitter: uviri18
Happy friday c:
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shroomlet · 1 year
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🦇🍄 pinned post because i just learned you can do that
I'm stu i cant stop thinking about plant cock and charr ass
@sleidog is my fiance c:
links:
About page
Art tag
Commission info
Twitter (18+ uncensored art, please keep in mind when looking)
Bluesky (also 18+)
pillowfort (also 18+)
Cohost (probably going to be 18+ ???? LOL)
toyhouse (character info stuff! some characters have 18+ artwork)
all artwork on this blog will be SFW or cropped/censored, please see above if you are interested in my saucy veg (and once in a while charr) 👀
Character list under read more!
Stiubhart:
He/They - Mushroom Scourge [toyhouse] [tag]
Sinigh:
He/Him - dadbod spellbreaker/willbender [toyhouse] [tag]
Treabhor:
He/Him - edgelord deadeye [toyhouse] [tag]
Destrey Reeves:
He/Him - former commander, bastard chronomancer [toyhouse] [tag]
Molltaire:
any pronouns - Nightmare spy scourge [toyhouse] [tag]
Cairdiul:
he/him (changes pronouns when useful) - terrible jester mirage [toyhouse] [tag]
Creadha:
he/they - nightmare court earl elementalist who melts gold on people [toyhouse] [tag]
Blaise Eggsnatcher:
any pronouns - funni stoner charr ranger [toyhouse] [tag]
Horux:
he/him - bastard asuran politician elementalist [toyhouse] [tag]
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unwillingprince · 1 year
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CONSIDER??? Eventually Felix HAS to tell Arlo the truth, because somehow Arlo catches wind of a news segment or something that mentions the dead astronaut??? Arlo going totally,, silent, for a while, while he wrestles with it???? Felix having to do something to get him out of his own head????
YES?? I figured he'd try to breach the subject carefully here and there by pointing his conversations directly at Arlo rather than "Nolan" to see if it'd untangle things? He's so worried that the shock of the uncensored information would break him further that he dismisses any consideration of trying it. Even tells everyone in his department to keep their mouths closed whenever he pulls Arlo along to work.
And catching him purely on accident with the news on, the anchor talking about maybe Nolan's hometown putting up a memorial to him? And Felix almost loses it himself vhHBCVCVV
First instinct: Soft Reboot, but he's afraid doing that while he's actively processing information will damage him. Felix is an IT guy first and a human second. Second instinct: slap him? ALSO carries risk of damage. Can't do that either! Third instinct: smooch him? 👀 Would that be enough of a shock to get him out of his thoughts? It'd definitely shock the office if they're there gjHNFHCHCHVHV
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chaotic-nick · 2 years
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2, 12, 13, and 20 for the ask gaaaame 👀
02. What did you think was in the basement?
A connection of tunnels that would led them to Grisha's lab where he was making all the titans.
And it would go something like this
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12. Worst glow-up?
Floch's hairstyle change. He went from a pigeons nest to a bowl cut.
Also, Reiner at the end when he was sniffing Historia's—
13. One thing you’d change about the story?
If we're talking about the anime, I wanna see an uncensored version of Miche's death because as it did hurt me. I LOVED IT.
But for the entire story? More depth about the ackerman clan and just them taking over the course of the story.
20. What was the hardest death for you?
. . . Miche, I mean look at this
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Aot Anniversary Asks
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