Read Witches' Servant
I'm tired of posting this link every time it updates so I'm making this a pinned post for the future
https://mangadex.org/title/20231/majo-no-geboku-to-maou-no-tsuno
Read it, nerd.
The Loccubus ramble
so, for starters, this is Loccubus
The initial idea is based on a dreampost from a while back but it really resonated with me for a number of reasons that I needed to sit and reflect upon, 'cause when I drew this I basically just took a bunch of personal hangups and woes and blahdyblahblah and just threw it all onto the paper
I just, I can't, there seems to be so much love for a return to nature plotline in this era and they all end up turning into someone having an anprim moment and they're all just hilarious to me now
my brain is terminally hentai poisoned
the context is completely innocent, but my brain,,
another day another instance of me creating increasingly baffling porn with Grace in it. I don't know how to explain this, much less tag it. You've been warned
a commission for @hearth guest starring one @BestGirlGrace doing
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okay like it's team fortress 2 spy sapping sentry, right? but like, Hearth is the sentry and also super cute and instead of sapping its a yeehaw (which is an in-joke reference towards aural sex based on this whole thing with Grace which, like, okay so to explain that we have to roll back to this old political cartoon-
transformation, petplay kink, implied institutional kink, dubious consent, depersonalization
Person who's recently discovered they're a pet (and has to hide it if they want to stay a person) is sitting around and hanging out with some friends, between them on the couch. They're having a good time but their head has been fuzzy the whole evening, and it takes a lot of concentration to not zone out or groan at the discomfort
They're listening to their friends talk past them when a spell of blankness hits, and they know they shouldn't react, but it's getting really hard to focus, but if they try to deal with it now they'll definitely look suspicious, and it's really too early to send them home without-
Their friend is asking if they're okay, and now their other friend is pointing out the pair of ears that have appeared on their head. The pet startles, disoriented, and tries to explain; it's not so bad, they can keep it a secret, nobody has to know. Their friends are telling them that's not how it works, and they know that but they're pleading with them not to call the Registry anyway
And now their friends are shushing them and comforting them, keeping them in their seat. They're on the verge of panic, trying to tap into that flight response, but there are fingers in their hair, and they've spent so long avoiding touch and affection that it overrides everything else in their had. All those feelings they try to ignore flooding in at once, and they stay put, even as one of their friends gets out their phone
They don't pay attention to the call, or what's going to come next. Someone's going to come along with some equipment and a collar, and that'll be it for their hopes of staying a person. Maybe some part of them knows that. If only the gentle patronising encouragement and attention wasn't so nice, so perfect, they might've had a chance.
Probably not, though. They let out a relieved sigh and sink back into the couch.
still in monsterfucker mode
like I really can't imagine myself getting very far in any of these fantasy settings when someone could just pop out of the woods like "hey we're a species of clockwork doll girls and we need to tf people to continue our existence" and I'll just be like "ah right well it's basically my social duty to volunteer, fire it up"
still in monsterfucker mode
really this extends to a willingless for some level of vaguelly erotic self-sacrifice for the sake of hot fuckable monsters
vampire needs blood? well I've got more than I need
snake needs warm? I'm warm
spider monster needs a warm fleshy victim to envenom and bind as she lays her eggs, well,
still in monsterfucker mode
O.Butler: What if there was fucked up space aliens that planted their eggs in people botfly style and had to cut them out or at birth else the grubs would eat the host human in a gruesome and painful fashion
Me: Hold me down by my weak bee wings, we must repopulate the hive
Hi my name is Hearth and I'm a trans woman in Florida.
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