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Monterey Bay Aquarium

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Kaledo Art
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

Andulka
Jules of Nature

Product Placement
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Cosimo Galluzzi

JBB: An Artblog!

Kiana Khansmith
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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I'll do a proper intro post. But this is a hub for my slutty art & shenanigans
less slut more whump: @whumpymumpy
HUH?
Most cop thing I've ever read. what the fuck are you talking about. The posts you're looking for might be on this website but we won't show them to you???
I'm sure all my settings are set to "yes show me mature content no don't filter anything" what are you TALKING ABOUT
the posts are ON THE WEBSITE. I can't search dirty words?? am I five??? is this club penguin??? when I get you
good news everyone
I love being friends with prostitutes and transsexuals and artists and drug dealers and perverts and queers
A cum bomb detonated in my fuck canal ✍🏻
get me on the gender nonconforming androgynous they/them lesbian side of tumblr please and thank you
guy who's having gauzy idealized wife flashbacks for the whole adventure but it turns out she isn't dead or anything he just really misses her and wants to get home
We need to be more realistic about lesbian sex, too, because sometimes it feels like this huge expectation to maintain a certain level of stamina looms over us, simply because we’re more prone to practice what straight people think is foreplay and we consider full-on sex.
Some of us have chronic pain. Some of us have past or present injuries. Some of us are on medication that screws with our libido or the amount of time we can last and keep going. Some of us simply don’t feel that much of a desire to fuck. Some of us are on the ace spectrum. Some of us are more than content with frotting and kissing and calling it a good, intimate moment 20 minutes in. Some of us have vaginismus or other conditions that can make sex uncomfortable to some extent.
It’s OK to not go on for an hour. It’s OK to tell your partner to stop. It’s OK to ask them to change positions if you have a bad knee or back. It’s OK to not last, and to be too sensitive to go on, and to call it a day.
Sex is about the journey, the connection, and the experiences you both share in that moment. Orgasming is a wonderful consequence of the chemistry you might have, but orgasming is not the main goal. Remember that, and sex will be a million times more pleasant and, in some cases, less stressful.
Don’t feel pressured to perform. Sex is only good when there’s enthusiastic consent and enjoyment from both parts, no matter the amount of time it lasts.
HAPPY LESBIAN VISIBILITY WEEK! 🧡🤍🩷
A throwback to this shoot with adorgeous and @pixseabait
Handy bondage
Roped and gagged by a jealous girlfriend……
Kidnapper/Masked man in woods xreader
Tw: Noncon, slapping, choking, kidnapping, mentions of r@pe, forced to watch porn, manhandling, fingering, noncon creampie, dark stuff- be mindful pls this is dark content!
a/n: i really like this one.. :3
you weren’t alone.
you realized it when you had a sick feeling of being watched.
you don’t know what you were thinking, going for a run in the woods. There was a trail you thought, and you could ‘connect’ with nature.
But you underestimated how quickly the sun set, and how creepy the atmosphere in the woods had become.
You had to have looked back atleast a dozen times.
but nothing. there wasn’t anything, or anyone behind you.
that wasn’t true, since rather sooner than later a man, bulky and tall, had chased you through the woods. The front of his shirt had been covered in blood. His face covered by a mask.
it’s was almost a horrific sight. fear pulsed through your veins but you forced yourself to run.
Ran as fast as you could, on pure adrenaline. the trail ahead of you didn’t seem familiar anymore and you didn’t know where you were going.
A hard body slammed yours to the ground. struggling was useless. He was strong. A little too much.
“stop! let go.. of me!”
“shh. shut up. pretty little doll like you, running at the woods at this time? must be stupid.”
his voice came out deep and rough.
you begged and pleaded, asking him to spare you, but he ignored you. He flipped you over, eyes raking over your body before his rough hands wrapped around your throat,
he ignored your flailing arms and kicking legs,
“shhh, just go to sleep, my pretty girl.”
You thought that was it. he was going to kill you. You couldn’t breathe.
and soon enough everything went black.
———————-
That’s how you find yourself as you wake up.
your throat tender and sore. your body felt weak.
you looked around, confused and still dazed from being unconscious before memories of being attacked in the woods resurfaced.
You were horrified. Because you didn’t remember what happened after, and you certainly did not recognize the cabin you were in now.
He kidnapped you.
you were in a living room. a dim lamp lit up the space. leather couch next to where you were chained on the floor. an old tv in the middle.
a heavy chain tied one of your legs to the floor. Your hands had been tied together with rope.
You scream. yell for help, and cry.
But nothing. You were alone and no one heard you. deep down you knew no one was coming to save you.
A few moments later, you hear heavy footsteps and the same man who terrorized you in the woods walks in.
“finally wake up, baby?”
he still wore a mask, you couldn’t see his expression. only that his eyes had crinkled as he spoke. he must have been grinning.
You immediately start backing up, and he walks closer and closer to you.
“y-you asshole! don’t come any closer..!”
“mm. that’s not how good girls talk. watch that mouth”
He turns away from you and grabs what looks like a tv remote.
the old tv that sat in front of you, turns on with a click.
you sat afraid and confused. what was your role in any of this? was he just going to sit down and watch tv?
wrong.
he walks up to you and easily grabs your ankle. you scream and thrash when he touches you but he only unchains your leg.
You quiet, getting your hopes up and think you have a chance to escape.
But he just hauls you up and throws you on the couch. your hands being tied up along with his strength, gave you absolutely no chance to run from him.
“no running, little girl. Not anymore. ya’ just looked so pretty and soft, had to take you home with me.”
“fuck you! you’re a fucking pervert! you can’t just take me!!”
“oh yeah? like fuck i can’t”
He sits himself on the couch, next to where you lay sprawled. Your body positioned awkwardly.
his huge frame took up the space with ease. you could feel his thigh touching your leg. A big, burly man like him surely did make the cabin itself look small.
he groans and lifts you up again, this time placing you directly on his lap. your back to his chest. He immediately held your legs with his own. trapping you. Right on top of him.
he pets your hair, the new profound gentleness catching you a little off guard, so you flinch.
but he takes his time rubbing over your hair and then the side of your face, as the background noise of the television added to the uncomfortable atmosphere he created.
“please just let me go home..”
“this is your home, baby. ya’ gon stay here with me. don’t like yer new home?”
you look back at him, trying to plead with your eyes. you didn’t know what to say to that.
“now. you gon’ behave? no more screamin’ and yelling?”
you don’t reply. you knew it didn’t matter what you had to say.
his thick arm wraps around your front, pinning you even closer to him.
He moved behind you, and you saw that he held the remote again. this time changing through channels.
The screen infront of you flashes as different channels get changed, and then he pauses at what seems like movie.
A horror movie.
It was low quality. In the scene playing, there was a woman hiding in her room. From the supposed serial killer hunting for her.
flashes of dead people, her family members, that he already had found, popped up. And you turned your head away from the gruesome scenes infront of you.
You didn’t wanna watch this.
you begin to cry. tears flowed freely down your cheeks.
His harsh grip mushed your face, and turned you to face the Tv again.
“please..no.. turn it off.”
“watch. it.”
you squirm on his lap, only to be swatted on the thigh. hard.
it hurt.
“quit moving and watch the fucking movie or I leave you chained up in the woods, naked.”
that made you still. it was all so degrading.
His grip still held your face, you had no choice but to watch as the woman who had been hiding got found, and the killer shoved her to the ground.
He gets on top of her and starts pulling at her clothes. and before you knew it she laid bare under him, squirming and calling for help. But the killer just forced her to comply.
this was not a regular horror movie. it was more like porn. a rape scene.
you had never seen anything like it.
“i don’t like it..! please don’t make me-“
another hard swat on your thigh.
“you just testin’ my fucking patience little girl. don’t know how to listen? now i gotta be mean.”
you didn’t understand what he meant until he began stripping your bottoms. your shirt and underwear coming off soon after.
The woman on the screen visibly got assaulted by the killer as he forced himself inside her, you couldn’t believe what you were being forced to watch.
what you couldn’t believe either was how wet you were getting. you could feel it, dull throbbing on your clit.
at the same time, a slap lands on your mound, and you jerk in his lap. another, then another across your tits.
“ow! p-please stop..!”
he hit hard. and you couldn’t escape them, flinching as his hands roamed over you.
“see wha’ he’s doing to her? see how she’s struggling? poor girl cant run away from it”
you whimper and cry when he spread your legs wide, fingers immediately going to your pussy.
You shifted in his lap, running from his touch but you only ending up leaning further back into him.
He rubs at your pussy, before bringing his fingers up to your mouth.
His other hand mushed your cheeks again, forcing your mouth to open against your will.
He forced his fingers inside.
“suck. get em all lubed up for your pretty little hole”
you shake your head. or try to.
That gets you a slap. across your face this time.
“still not behaving. only gonna make me rougher baby”
His fingers prod at you again, slowly sinking into you. the scene infront of you not getting any better.
One hand mushed your face together. forcing you to watch the horror film and the other fingered you roughly. spreading your slick all over.
the woman on the screen was now flipped over, the killer pulling her ass up and sticking his dick inside. she looked like she wanted to crawl away, and he let her for a moment. letting her crawl away naked, before dragging her by her hair backwards.
you whimper as you watch the scene unfold. it was so gruesome, but you realized your pussy had leaked even more.
He took his fingers out. your thighs shook.
“pathetic. soaking my pants. you like this?”
He lifts you again slightly, pulling his own pants lower this time. you squirm again and he punishes you for it. by shoving you on his hard cock.
The intrusion made you scream.
he was big. his cock thick and big. His grip on your face loosened enough for you to look down at where you were connected.
He was too big for someone like you. Your little hole struggled to accommodate him.
you could see it in your belly when he thrust into you, using you like a fleshlight.
“p-please!”
your head had started to get fuzzy, pain subsiding after a few moments and you could feel pleasure forming in your lower belly.
it felt good.
he chuckled at your cries, his pace speeding up as he held you immobile in his arms.all you could do was moan and whimper while he used you.
“feels good don’t it baby? eyes on the screen.”
you shake your head no but that earns you another slap across your face.
“don’t lie to me, yer’ a fucking filthy girl watching horror porn and clenching ‘round me like your life depends on it. lie again you’ll get a beating not just a slap”
you fully gave up on struggling, head falling back on his shoulder.
“gonna ruin this fucking pussy. baby’s gon’ be so sore isn’t she?”
It was too much. his filthy words, and his roughness.
you could feel yourself get close at the same time his thrusts grew sloppy, he buried himself deeper and deeper, holding both your legs with his arms now, the lewd position made you feel even more exposed.
“gonna pump ya’ full of cum, so much of it that you’ll feel full for days”
that woke you a little.
“no…! please don’t cum inside!..”
“ya’ don’t get to decide that, stupid girl.”
his thrusts sped up as your orgasm hit, fucking you through it, and you could’ve sworn you saw stars.
everything went blurry and you felt him fill your little tummy up, all while you continued to cry.
His thrusts slow, and soon enough he stops, cock plugging your hole. you felt so sore and sensitive from his abuse.
the woman in the scene laid on the floor, the killer sparing her life but leaving her alone naked.
You could see her holes sticking out, left violated and leaking. it was so very taboo. but your eyes were glued to the tv, even though you weren’t forced into looking anymore.
soon enough your captor does the same as he draws his cock out, your own slit leaking globs of his cum.
“hate you.. it hurts..”
“shh. did so good, crybaby. pretty hole made a mess on me. and this ain’t the last time”
he brought his hand to your pussy, scooping up his cum and bringing it to your mouth.
you turn your head away again, and this time he grips your hair and forced you to suck off his cum coated fingers.
you gag as he reaches the back of your throat, coughing as he takes them out.
your legs were still spread wide and your messy hole was still on display, you were too tired to do anything about it.
you body felt weak, and slowly your head went empty. lolling to the side.
“home sweet home, my little girl”
People buried in shame cling to this idea that no matter what happens to them, no matter what they do or what's done to them, there's a version of themselves that remains pure and untouched and fundamentally who they were always supposed to be. Some version of themselves that they're letting down.
But you've already become someone new a hundred times over. You've taken on new forms at every stage of your life and abandoned old ones without even noticing. The person you were at eighteen is unrecognizable to you now. The person you were last year made choices you'd never make today. You're not a fixed point. You're a thing in motion. You've always been a thing in motion. There's no original self to corrupt because the self was never finished in the first place.
So if there's nothing pure to protect, what exactly are you holding onto? What's the shame for? Who told you the version of you that wants to get fucked stupid and beg for more is less legitimate than the version that sits quietly and behaves? They're both just forms you've taken. And one of them is having a much better time.
So go be a slut. Your soul will be fine.
Ancient Greek Ladies by Alexandriad
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Originally shared by PunkandCannonballer on r/ImaginaryLesbians on May 29th, 2026 at 5:29 PM UTC.
Inktober ’day eight.’
More cuddles in bondage!
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This is how some of yall will end up if you keep liking and reblogging my posts
MetalTango Week Day 1: Shibari
this is one of the things that cause my brian to short circuit instantly. where can i find more art like this??? 😭😭😭 computer show me more of this please
Believe it or not... The rest of my blog is mostly art like this... 👉👈