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Heya, 🙃 I'm 18/straight. I won't say more information. If you want to chat, you can always chat and talk about anything, I don't mind. 🖤

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The second version of the hanged female, whose heart is pounding and gets into a fibrillation of 250 bpm, and cannot stand it any longer and begins to slowly slow down to a stop.

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Huhh so visible. 💫🙃

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Otherwise, I'll probably put other things here from time to time, such as other drawings and arts of characters that are not completely related to cardiphilia.

So, I hope you will like them, and hopefully it won't matter so much. 😅¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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A young female who was hanged underground for theft (of the dark sword of ghosts) and her heart can no longer tolerate arrhythmia due to lack of oxygen, which puts the heart into a fibrillation of 250-290 bpm. 🫀🫀🔥

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Female very skipping heartbeat with "ple*sure" & energy drink. 💜

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My veins are very, very visible today. ◉⃝◉

And the hand is a little purple-gray, probably due to poor blood circulation.

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Another story. ✨

It was a beautiful evening when Amelie was sitting on her terrace in her underwear and after a while Cassandra came to see her.

"Oh hey, how are you?" Casandra said with a smile.

"Hey um yeah I'm quite good, just a little tired"

"Hmh, well, I'm just wondering if you would like to help me with something, and.. Maybe even join me?" Cassandra said with her arms crossed and a smile.

"Oh, sure, gladly! What is it about? Anything from your other experiments again?" Amelia laughs lightly.

"Eh well.. You could say so." Cassandra blushes slightly and backs away to the door. "Then follow me."

They both walk towards Kassandra's room and enter.

Cassandra opens the cabinet next to the pc, and pulls out a box with an ECG, and stethoscope.

Amelia sits down on the bed, and watches Cassandra with the box in her hands, which she carries to the bed.

"So... What will happen now?"

Cassandra smiles and then picks up the stethoscope from the box, and kneels next to Amelia on the bed. "You'll see, darling."

Cassandra presses the stethoscope against Amelia's chest and listens.

Lub-dub---Lub-dub---Lub-dub---Lub-dub---Lub-dub---Lub-dub---Lub-dub---Lub-dub---Lub-dub---Lub-dub.

"Pretty calm" Cassandra said with a smile.

"It beats beautifully as always, beautifully and slowly."

"Heh yeah, thank you." Amelia said.

After a few minutes of listening, Amelia, slowly starts to take off her crop top and bra with panties, and immediately after that, Kassandra does the same.

Cassandra laughs out loud, and the stethoscope presses more against Amelia's chest. "Phew, you always know how to make it special, huh?" Cassandra said.

Amelia sneers and blushes with a smile.

"Heh yes thanks. I always come up with something."

After that, Cassandra puts her hand on her shoulder and runs her fingers slowly down her ribs to her stomach.

And Amelia's heart finally skips.

Lub-dub---dub-Lub---dub-dub---Lub-dub---Lub-dub---Lub-dub---B-bumb---Lub-dub---Lub-dub---B-bumb---Lub-dub.

"Oh heheh" Amelia laughs nervously.

"oh, your little pump finally skipped, heh" Cassandra said with a smile and a slight pleasure in her expression.

"How about multiplying it, hm?"

"Sure.. Heh.."

Cassandra presses Amelia's back against the bed. And with her palm, she presses the stethoscope firmly against her chest and runs her hand along Amelia's ribs to her breasts.

Hmm-uhm~ Amelia groans.

Her heart is slowly racing.

Lub-dub---Lub-dub---Lub-dub---Lub-dub---Lub-dub---Lub-dub--Lub-dub--Lub-dub--Lub-dub-Lub-dub-Lub-dub.

Cassandra slowly runs her fingers over Amelia's breasts, slowly to her thighs and kisses.

Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-B-bumb---Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-B-bumb---B-bumb---Thump-thump.

After that, Amelia smiles and kisses her with her hands around her neck as well.

Then Cassandra starts fingering her from slow to fast and back again to a slow rhythm.

Oh-umh... Hhhh mmm~

Hh oh-oh mmmhm~

Uhh-oh yeaah.... Uhmmh~

Amelia groans.

And moans again.

Hhhmh-uhh-oh~

Uhm yes! Uh.. Hmh yeah~

After half an hour, her heart begins to enter an arrhythmia.

Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-BA-bumb---B-bumb---BA-bumb---B-bumb---B-bumb---B-bumb---Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thtt-tht--thttThtt-tht--thttThtt-tht--thtt-----Thump-thump-Th---Thump-thump.

"oh, your heart is pounding so beautifully and begging for peace," Cassandra says. "I love those strong skips, they're so cute"

After a while, Cassandra stops fingering her and climbs off her, but she still leaves the stethoscope on her chest.

Amelia breathes quickly.

And Cassandra quickly attaches electrodes and an ECG to her chest, on which quick beats begin to appear after a while.

"189 bpm!" Cassandra says.

Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Pause Beep Beep Pause Beep Pause Beep Beep.

172 Bpm.

160 Bpm.

144 Bpm.

"Huhh, we should do it more often, heh" Amelia says breathlessly with a grin.

Thump---thump---Thump---thump---Thump---thump---Thump----thump---Thump----thump---Thump----thump---Thump---thump.

"Definitely yes"

130 Bpm.

122 Bpm.

"Oh, she's slowly getting back to normal."

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A female with a pounding heart when her heart starts an arrhythmia, followed by a heart attack.

Not a very good edit, 😕 but I can't do it better. 😅

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Why are my pupils so big. 😅

They look like I'm dead xd. (˶˃𐃷˂˶)

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Free to edit, if someone want.

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Another story.

The room was quiet except for the soft ticking of a wall clock.

Alice, nineteen years old, sat on the couch, holding a stethoscope in her hands. Across from her sat Luciana, twenty-one, smiling as she watched her friend carefully place the earpieces in.

"Ready?" Luciana asked.

Alice nodded. "Your heart is always interesting to listen to."

Luciana laughed. "That's a strange compliment."

Maybe it was, but Alice genuinely liked listening to heartbeats. The steady lub-dub, lub-dub always fascinated her. She gently placed the stethoscope on Luciana's chest.

For a moment, everything sounded perfectly regular.

"About seventy-two BPM," Alice said.

"Sounds normal."

"It does."

The heartbeat echoed clearly through the stethoscope.

Lub-dub.

Lub-dub.

Lub-dub.

Then something changed.

Alice blinked.

"Wait."

"What?" Luciana asked.

"I heard an extra beat."

Luciana looked down. "Again?"

Alice listened carefully.

There it was.

Lub-dub.

Lub-dub.

Pause.

Lub-dub-dub.

"A little arrhythmia," Alice murmured to herself.

She always found those irregular rhythms fascinating. Not because they were dangerous, but because they showed how complex the heart really was.

"You're talking to yourself again," Luciana teased.

Alice smiled. "Sorry. I'm thinking out loud."

A few minutes later they decided to compare heart rates after exercise.

Luciana ran up and down the stairs several times while Alice waited with a stopwatch.

When Luciana returned, slightly breathless, Alice immediately listened again.

"Wow."

"What?"

"About one hundred ninety BPM."

Luciana sat down laughing.

"That's high."

"It is."

After another minute, the number began falling.

One hundred seventy.

One hundred fifty.

One hundred thirty.

The heartbeat remained strong and powerful.

Alice couldn't help smiling as she listened.

"I never get tired of hearing that sound."

"The heartbeat?"

"Yeah."

Luciana leaned back.

"You really like hearts, don't you?"

Alice nodded.

"The rhythm. The changes. Even the occasional arrhythmia. It's fascinating."

For a few moments neither spoke.

The only sound was the steady beat inside Luciana's chest.

Lub-dub.

Lub-dub.

Lub-dub.

Then Luciana suddenly grinned.

"Imagine if someone had a pulse of two hundred twenty-five BPM."

Alice laughed.

"That would definitely get my attention."

"And thirty-six BPM?"

"That too."

She lowered the stethoscope once more and listened carefully.

Now the rhythm was calm again.

Seventy-eight BPM.

Perfectly steady.

Alice smiled.

"There it is."

"What?"

"Your heart. Back to its normal rhythm."

Luciana placed a hand over her chest and felt the gentle beat beneath her palm.

"It's kind of amazing when you think about it."

Alice nodded.

"Yeah. Every heartbeat tells a story."

And in the quiet room, the soft rhythm continued, beat after beat, filling the silence.

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Overheated pounding heart due to the heat outside. 🔥🥵

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It's not cardiophilic, but if anyone wants to edit it, just write to me.

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Another story. 🙃

The Sound of a Racing Heart

Alice, a 24-year-old woman, sat alone in her apartment late at night. The room was quiet, but one sound refused to disappear.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Her heartbeat echoed in her ears.

"Why are you doing this again?" she whispered to her chest.

The rhythm suddenly changed.

Thump-thump... pause... THUMP... thump-thump-thump.

Alice frowned. She had experienced arrhythmia before, but tonight felt different.

She checked her smartwatch.

178 BPM.

"That's high..."

A few seconds later, the number jumped.

201 BPM.

Alice's eyes widened.

"No, no, no..."

Her heart pounded harder.

THUMP. THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.

She could almost feel every beat shaking her body.

"Slow down," she muttered to herself. "It's just your heart. Just breathe."

But the numbers kept climbing.

214 BPM.

223 BPM.

Alice stood up, feeling dizzy.

"My heart shouldn't be doing this," she said quietly.

The irregular rhythm continued. Fast, then uneven. Strong, then weak.

Arrhythmia.

She grabbed her phone and called the emergency clinic.

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A short time later, she sat in an examination room.

A doctor entered and smiled reassuringly.

"Hello, Alice. I'm Dr. Casandra."

Alice nodded nervously.

"My heart rate went above two hundred. I think it reached around two hundred twenty-three BPM."

Dr. Casandra raised an eyebrow.

"That's certainly something we need to investigate."

Alice looked down at her chest.

"It's strange. Sometimes I feel like my heart is trying to tell me something."

Dr. Casandra sat beside her.

"The heart speaks in its own way. Usually through rhythm, pulse, and blood flow. But when arrhythmia appears, the message becomes harder to understand."

Alice gave a weak laugh.

"Well, tonight my heart was practically shouting."

For a moment, both of them listened to the monitor nearby.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The pulse had finally slowed.

112 BPM.

Better, but still elevated.

Dr. Casandra studied the screen.

"Your heartbeat is becoming more regular now."

Alice closed her eyes in relief.

"Good. Because for a while, it felt like it was trying to outrun me."

The doctor smiled.

"Sometimes the heart races. Our job is figuring out why."

Alice placed a hand over her chest and listened.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Still fast.

But no longer out of control.

And for the first time that night, the sound felt comforting rather than frightening.

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(Old record) Irregular & weak heartbeat under pressure. 💫