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Thanks for baking!
Finally, an excuse to repost these.Thanks for bread!
Blessings and thanks for the new bakehttps://tensorhub.art/models/892013668403788820/Falcor-(Dexter's-Laboratory)-Illustrious
Thanks for bake
Arigato
>>949241450Cute
>>949241059
ty for bake>>949241266wings and assa "wass shot", if you will
>>949241462kekd
>>949241462LOL
>>949241410howdy, angel-kun. i currently have an empty queue for preggo characters. let me know if you want to see another non-loli female character preggo.
>>949241507Shouldn't a dragon have a cloaca?
>>949241510What rough beast, it's time come round at last, slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
>>949241410damn... what excellent dental hygiene.
>>949241462I told you. So cute
>>949241495Hhnngg fucken saved
>>949241559Your mama has a cloaca.
Requesting full nude edit on her please.https://r34i.paheal-cdn.net/af/42/af4231a09abbcf60bef13086a791b771
>>949241554Cheetara from Thunder Cats.
四巴 (Yotsudomoe)1/29Hakodate, Hokkaido Prefecture. May 2003The new girl was intriguing to say the least. A transfer student from Shimane, all the way from the Chugoku region. Quiet, reserved, maybe even a bit elegant. Long black hair cut in the traditional hime style, silky smooth skin that gave her the look of a porcelain doll, and eyes as black as obsidian. The girls obviously made some gossip about her, perhaps due to envy, perhaps due to her unwilingness to socialise. She was a strange one. Hokutou Yotsudomoe (北島四巴) was her name and that's what most of the class knew about her. Some boys crushed on her at first, but ultimately gave up because of her sheer coldness. They secretly nicknamed her "Robotomoe"
>>949241725It beginnn!
>>949241567It is inevitable
>>949241410>>949241223Fixed you mischievous little fucker :^)Your fortune: Very Bad Luck
>>949241688i tried cheetara out nearly a month ago. the two loras i tried were sadly difficult to work with.
>>949241779I like the 1990s video camera style.It gives the image a certain charisma.
>>9492417252/29"Good morning, Hokutou-san," he said after a week of building up the courage. Ueda Ren (上田蓮) was also "naichi", someone not from Hokkaido, which was enough of a subject for them to bond over. In his mind, at least. For a moment, he wondered if she had heard him. The classroom was loud enough with the scraping chairs and the chatter of their classmates, but he was standing right next to her desk. Then Yotsudomoe turned her head and her deep black eyes settled on him. Not with annoyance or curiosity, just plain... emptiness. "...Morning," she muttered. Her voice, seldom heard by anyone but the teachers, was softer than he expected. Flat, but not devoid of tone, as if she practiced it beforehand. Ren shifted his weight. "So... You transferred here last month, huh?" "I did." Another pause. Noticing that she wouldn't speak unless prompted, he continued. "From Shimane?" "Yes." Each answer came bluntly and cleanly. He felt as if he was talking to a wall. He scratched the back of his neck. "I'm from Honshu, too. Not Shimane, I'm from Tokyo. C-closer than here, I guess." Yotsudomoe blinked once. "Mm." Not even a word. Ren let out a small, awkward laugh. "People keep calling me 'naichi'. I thought maybe... You know, since you're not from here, too..." Her gaze lingered on him for an uncomfortably long time. Ren persisted. "So how is it? The north, I mean. Must be different from Shimane." Yotsudomoe looked at him. No, through him. "It's louder." "Really? Hakodate isn't even that big of a city. Feels quiet compared to Tokyo." "Not in that way." Ren frowned slightly. "Then how?" Her fingers, which had been resting neatly on the desk, curled just a little. "In Shimane..." She began, then stopped
>>949241507Love it lol, thank you
>>949241792DAMN YOU!>>949241811Dang, I'll have to think of another one... might take a bit.
>>949241703
>>949241826all tuckered out already? i guess a little cuddling is fine now and then.
>>949241868>DAMN YOU!I want to kiss the tsundre angel <3
>>949241822Same tbh. Love the old photo/video aesthetics for gens
>>949241779His flashing eyes, his floating hair!Weave a circle round him thrice,And close your eyes with holy dread,For he on honey-dew hath fed,And drunk the milk of Paradise.
>>9492418283/29For a moment, her expression shifted. Her eyes unfocused, her lips parted, as if she caught herself before spouting something she shouldn't have. "... it's easier to hear things." Ren felt a chill creeping up his spine. "Like what? Bugs? The sea? We got those here, too." Yotsudomoe didn't respond immediately. "Sorry," she mumbled without breaking eye contact. Ren awkwardly looked away, no girl had ever stared at him so intensely. "F-for what?" "I said too much." "No way, you can talk to me whenever, wherever. I like weird subjects." Yotsudomoe averted her gaze as if it had become inappropriate. "I don't get to," She said, almost inaudibly.>>949241792(You)
Can anyone make nsfw ai of this vtuber?
>>949241884Deep sleeper
>>949241911*is reading*
>>949241911Dubs. I hope you heal well, Sakhalin. <3
Kek what is this tax
>>9492419114/29Yotsudomoe had already lowered her gaze back to her desk as if nothing had happened. Ren hesitated a moment longer, then turned away, unsure whether he had just missed something important. The classroom door slid open. “Good morning, everyone.” Mr. Rudanovsky stepped in, his presence immediately cutting through the lingering chatter. He looked like the caricature of a Russian. Not in a bad way, perhaps stereotypicallly. Blonde, blue-eyed, and bearded, he was tall, broad-shouldered, his foreigness and sharp features setting him apart even before he spoke. His Japanese carried a faint, clipped accent. Ren still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that a foreigner was accepted as a homeroom AND history teacher. No one seemed to question it. He placed his materials neatly on the desk, aligning the edges with quiet care. “Take your seats.” Chairs scraped in compliance. Ren sat, but his attention drifted. He found himself glancing sideways, toward Yotsudomoe. She hadn’t reacted to the teacher’s entrance at all. Not a glance, not even a shift in posture. If anything, she seemed quieter than before. Not withdrawn. Contained.“…the late Edo period marked a significant transition…” Rudanovsky’s voice filled the room in a steady rhythm, but Ren couldn’t follow it. His thoughts kept circling back. 'I don’t get to.' What did that even mean? “…and in regions such as Ezo, what we now call Hokkaido, central authority was...” In Ren's mind, the lecture dissolved into indistinct mumbling. “Ueda-kun.” Ren blinked. Rudanovsky was looking at him. “Yes?” he said quickly, straightening. “The question,” the teacher repeated. “What was the primary role of the Matsumae clan in this region?” Ren opened his mouth. Nothing came out. A few quiet snickers rippled through the class. “Trade?” he guessed. A pause. Then Rudanovsky nodded once. “Among other things. Pay attention.”>>949241962I know I will. Thanks, brother
>>949241891I'd like to see images that look like screenshots from animated series from the 1990s.
>>949241971>I know I will.Awesome!That's a great attitude too btw!
>>949241892Clearly this is the correct image in relation to that>>949241969kek. Positive for sure
Kind of obsessed with this new style
IMPERATOR PROTEGIT.
>>949242037o/Pondyl
>>949241826>>949241884
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>>9492419715/29His gaze lingered a fraction longer than necessary. Ren swallowed and looked down at his notebook, though he hadn’t written a single word. For some reason, he felt… seen. Not in the usual way teachers looked at inattentive students. Something more deliberate. He risked another glance to the side. Yotsudomoe was already looking at him. Not directly. Her eyes were slightly off, as if fixed on something just past him. But there was a tension in her expression now. Subtle, but present. Her fingers pressed faintly into the surface of her desk. Then, as if sensing his gaze, she blinked, and it was gone. The rest of the lesson passed in a blur. When the bell finally rang, the room erupted into noise. Chairs scraping, voices overlapping, the usual rush to reclaim freedom. Ren exhaled, stretching slightly, his mind still half-caught in the lingering unease. He started packing his things when he noticed movement at the front.>>949242001I've actually been through it before. I'll be more than fine, this time things are better>>949242037Pretty neat ngl
>>949242061o7 Story
>>949242066Awww cuddles :3Man, i love these. thank you ^^
>>949241975>>949241978Cutes>>949241982Not genning atm, sorry. Just dumping these for now. But since these are with Z-Image, it would probably easier to just gen something with anima and apply a filters to get what you want to be honest.(No clue though, haven't tried genning cartoon screenshots with Z-Image)>>949242037It's a cool style, nice
>>949242066I let out an actual awh seeing that :33
>>949241933this works too
>>9492420766/29“Hokutou-kun.” Rudanovsky’s voice, low but clear. She stood immediately. “I need a word.” “Yes.” Her reply was soft, but carried. Ren watched as she walked to the front of the room. There was something off about the exchange. Not the words themselves, but the timing. The way it felt expected. They left together. The door slid shut behind them. Ren hesitated. Then, before he could overthink it, he stood up. “Hey, where’re you going?” one of his classmates called. “Bathroom,” he muttered, already moving. The hallway was quieter, the post-class noise more distant here. Ren slowed his steps as he approached the corner, where the voices had drifted. “...too noticeable.” Rudanovsky. “...I understand.” Yotsudomoe.Ren pressed himself lightly against the wall, just out of sight. “...you must be more careful,” the teacher continued. His tone had shifted. Less formal, more familiar. “This environment is not as controlled. Even I could hear it, and I'm not a good listener.”A pause. Then Yotsudomoe spoke again. “I know.” Another pause. Longer this time. Ren leaned forward, just slightly. “Here.” Her voice was almost a whisper. There was a faint sound. Fabric, perhaps. Or something being passed from one hand to another. “Thank you.” Rudanovsky again. “Your great grandfather will be pleased.” Ren froze. Something in his chest tightened. There was no immediate response from Yotsudomoe. “I see.” Flat. Controlled. A silence followed, as if the conversation had ended on something unspoken.Ren quickly stepped back as he heard movement. A second later, the two of them reappeared, turning back toward the classroom. He forced himself to walk past them, head slightly down, as if he’d just come from the opposite direction. Neither of them acknowledged him. Yotsudomoe stopped coming to school for three days after that.
>>949241933
>>949242126<3
>>949242126OK no problem.Even so, I liked the style of your images.
Any requests tonight?
>>949241450made for cuddly vaginal sex
Humbly requesting a thick Nun wearing a revealing black dark-fantasy ceremonial gown with an extreme plunging neckline, open sides, high-cut hips, and elegant opera gloves, thigh high stockings, holding a ruler. Maybe with a young man next to her tied up, locked in chastity, leaking precum, getting his balls slapped by the ruler
>>949242076>>949242126Ty <3
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>>9492421397/29At first, it barely registered. Students were absent all the time. Colds, family matters, vague excuses no one questioned too closely. But by the second day, her empty seat had begun to stand out. By the third, it felt deliberate. Ren caught himself glancing at it more often than he meant to. No one said much. A few girls speculated quietly, their voices carrying just enough to be heard without inviting response.“Maybe she transferred again.”“Didn’t seem like the type to last.”“Or she got sick. She looked pale.”Ren didn’t join in. He wasn’t even sure why it bothered him as much as it did. It wasn’t like they were close. They had barely spoken. Still... 'I don’t get to.' The memory lingered, stronger now in her absence.When she finally returned, the change was immediate. There was no announcement, no explanation. She simply walked into the classroom as if nothing had happened, took her seat, and placed her bag down with the same quiet precision as always. But this time, there was an eyepatch covering her left eye. It was plain. Clinical. That alone was enough to draw attention.
>>949241792<3
>>949242154Can you animated this pls? --> >>949236652
>>949242104
>>9492421908/29The whispers started almost instantly.“What happened to her?”“Did she get hurt?”Ren hesitated, watching her from across the room. She didn’t react to any of it. Not a glance, not a shift. If anything, she seemed even more withdrawn than before. He waited until the noise died down, then leaned slightly toward her. “...Hey.” She didn’t respond right away. “Hokutou-san...” A small pause. Then, slowly, she turned her head. Her visible eye settled on him. Still that same deep, impenetrable black. “Yes?” Her voice hadn’t changed. Ren scratched his cheek, suddenly unsure how to phrase it. “Your eye... what happened?” A brief silence.“An accident,” she said flatly. “What kind of accident?” Another pause, slightly longer this time. “It was damaged.” Ren blinked. “Damaged?” “Yes.” That was all she offered.
>>949242202I think that's gonna be a hard one lol, even for him.
>>949241890>*chu~*
>>949242164Glad you like em>>949242184That's pretty cool>>949242221Cute
>>949242230You do good things
>>949242167Birdo deepthroating huge balls
>>949242190Great so far <3
>>9492422349/29He opened his mouth to ask more, but something in her expression, or lack of it, stopped him. There was no defensiveness, no discomfort. Just a quiet finality. “...I see,” he muttered, leaning back. The conversation ended there. But the unease didn’t. The next day, the eyepatch was gone. Ren noticed it immediately. Yotsudomoe sat as she always did, posture straight, hands resting neatly on her desk. At first glance, nothing seemed different. Then she looked up. Her left eye was brown. Not black like the other. Brown. Warm, almost as if it belonged to someone else. Ren stared.“...You’re kidding,” someone behind him whispered.“No way...”“Is that real?”The murmurs spread quickly, less restrained this time.“Didn’t it used to be black?”“Maybe it healed?”“That’s not how that works”Ren frowned slightly, trying to make sense of it. He searched his memory, grasping for something familiar. And then it clicked. He remembered reading about it somewhere. An article or a magazine. An American singer... David Bowie. People said his eyes were different colours because of an injury. His shoulders eased slightly.
>>949242167beebeecee?
>>949242243I really think I would fall in love with her. <3
>>949242167Raven milking beast boys horse cock from behind?
>>949242254Now that's some weird stuff. Top rate.
>>949242184>>949242244Tyty :3
>>949242009In this last of meeting places We grope together And avoid speechGathered on this beach of the tumid river
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>>949242279Instant 'Fashion' folder save.
>>94924228010/29“Guess that happens,” he muttered under his breath. Even as he said it, though, the feeling didn’t fully go away. Because something was off. Yotsudomoe wasn’t just sitting there. She was writing. Constantly. Her notebook was already open before class began. During lessons, between them, even as the teachers spoke, her pen moved in steady, uninterrupted strokes. Line after line, page after page. Ren watched for a while, trying to catch a glimpse of what she was writing. Notes, maybe? But it didn’t look like normal note-taking. There was no pause to listen. No glance up at the board. No hesitation. Just writing. As if she were copying something only she could see or hear.At one point, her pen stopped abruptly. Her hand hovered over the page, completely still. Ren leaned slightly, curiosity getting the better of him. Then she resumed writing mid-stroke as if nothing had happened. Ren frowned. Her eyes remained fixed downward. But for a brief moment, he noticed something unsettling. The brown eye wasn’t focusing the same way. It lagged just slightly, as if it were looking at something a fraction out of sync with the rest of the world. Ren leaned back slowly.
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>>949242282buzz buzz buzz
>>94924233711/29Ren stayed behind after school the next day. He told himself it was nothing serious, just curiosity, maybe a lingering sense that something about Yotsudomoe didn’t add up. The teachers’ room wasn’t off-limits, not exactly, but students didn’t enter without a reason. Still, he lingered near the corridor longer than he should have, pretending to check his bag, glancing toward the door whenever it slid open. Voices drifted in and out. Papers shuffled. A phone rang somewhere deeper inside. He took a step forward once, then stopped. 'What am I even doing?', he thought. Before he could decide whether to leave or commit, the door slid open again. “Ueda.” Ren stiffened. Mr. Rudanovsky stood in the doorway, one hand still resting lightly on the frame. He must have noticed him earlier. Of course he had. “Ah...” Ren straightened, forcing a casual tone. “I was just...” “Waiting?” Rudanovsky finished for him. His expression was neutral, but there was a faint sharpness in his gaze. Not suspicion exactly. Something more measured. “Yeah. I mean, no, not really. I was just about to head out.” “I see.” A brief pause settled between them. Then Rudanovsky stepped fully into the hallway, sliding the door shut behind him. The sound echoed more than it should have. “You have been paying close attention lately,” he said. Ren blinked. “Have I?” “To certain things.” Rudanovsky’s head tilted slightly. “To certain people.”
>>949242221ALPHARIUS~! :D
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>>949242154Time for me to goAgain, thanks for these :3I can learn a thing or two from you.>>949242202I'll be lurking to see if you can pull this one off.Still, very impressed with your work, gn <3
>>949242235Might help get the extra practice in x)
>>94924240212/29It didn’t take much to understand who he meant. Ren scratched the back of his neck, offering a half-shrug. “It’s not like that. She just... stands out, I guess.” “Hokutou Yotsudomoe.” The way he said her name was almost deliberate. “She is an unusual student,” Rudanovsky continued. “It is natural that others would take an interest.” Ren let out a small, awkward laugh. “You make it sound weird.” “Is it not?” The question was calm, but it lingered. Ren hesitated. “I didn’t mean anything by it.” “No,” Rudanovsky said. “I don't think you did.” Another pause. Then, more quietly, “Curiosity is not a fault, Ueda. In fact, it is commendable.” Ren wasn’t sure how to respond to that. It didn’t feel like praise in the usual sense.Rudanovsky studied him for a moment longer, as if weighing something unseen. Then he continued, his tone shifting almost imperceptibly. “However, there are limits to what curiosity should pursue.” Ren’s brow furrowed. “What do you mean?” “Yotsudomoe-san’s circumstances are... complicated.” He chose the word carefully. “Beyond the concern of her classmates.” “That doesn’t really answer anything.” Rudanovsky agreed. “It does not.” The faintest hint of a smile touched his lips, though it didn’t reach his eyes. “But it's enough.” Ren felt a flicker of irritation. “If something’s wrong, shouldn’t someone...” “She can't be helped.” The interruption was immediate. Rudanovsky's expression carried a faint sorrow
>>949242279Punk AF
>>949242428Furious I love your gens, have a good rest of the day!
>>949241868>Dang, I'll have to think of another one... might take a bit.Take your time. I'll be around for while.
>>949242455Furiku** auto correct, boo.
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>>949242279
>>94924244413/29Ren stopped. Rudanovsky’s gaze held steady on him now, all pretense of casual conversation gone. There was something colder beneath it, something that hadn’t been there in the classroom. “For your own sake,” he added, “it would be wise to leave it at that.” Ren opened his mouth, then closed it again. For the first time, it occurred to him that this wasn’t just a teacher brushing off a student’s curiosity. It was a warning. “…Right,” he said after a moment. Rudanovsky nodded once, as if that were the expected response. “Good. Then we understand each other.” He turned, pulling up his sleeves and already moving back toward the teachers’ room, but paused just as he opened the door.“One more thing, Ueda-kun.” Ren looked up. “If you intend to observe something,” Rudanovsky said without turning around, “you should be certain it is not observing you in return.” The door slid open. And then he was gone.
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>>949242288Very relatable.>>949242444Checked, and enjoying this.>>949242460I always have a hard time thinking of these things x.x
>>949242491Ty<3
>>94924248614/29The next day, Ren approached her again. He didn’t overthink it this time. If anything, Rudanovsky’s warning had the opposite effect. Not out of defiance, but because it confirmed that there was something to leave alone. Yotsudomoe was already writing when he got to his seat. Same as before. Notebook open. Pen moving in steady, unbroken lines. She didn’t pause when he sat down beside her, didn’t acknowledge him at all. “Morning,” he said. “Morning.” The reply came immediately, but she didn’t look up.Ren waited a second, expecting some delayed reaction. A glance, at least. Nothing came. Her pen continued across the page in neat, measured strokes, as if the conversation and the writing occupied entirely separate spaces. He frowned slightly. “You’re... writing a lot lately.” “Yes.” “Class notes?” “No.” Another short answer. Same tone. Ren shifted in the seat. “Then what is it?” “A record.” That made him pause. “Of what?” “...Things.” Her pen didn’t stop. Ren exhaled through his nose. “You know, you could at least look at me when we’re talking.” Still nothing. A flicker of irritation crept in. “You did before.” That got a response, but not the one he expected. “I better not.”Her words were firm. Ren blinked. “What?” “I’m still listening,” she added, as if that explained everything. He stared at her for a moment, trying to make sense of it. Her posture and expression hadn’t changed. If anything, she seemed more focused than usual on the notebook, on whatever she was writing. Not on him.'I better not.' The phrasing lingered. Unbidden, Rudanovsky’s voice surfaced in his mind. 'For your own sake...' Ren clicked his tongue softly. “...Right.” He didn’t push it further. “We’ll talk later, then.” No response this time. Or maybe she had already decided the conversation was over.
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>>949242477thx :3bb <3
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>>949242534hot
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>>94924252515/29Ren stood, stretching lightly before heading back toward the cluster of his classmates. “Took you long enough, Naichi-kun,” one of them said, grinning. “What, are you two a thing now?” another added. Ren rolled his eyes. “Shut up.” “Oh, come on. You’ve been glued to her lately.” “I haven’t.” “You literally just walked over there first thing.” “That doesn’t mean anything.” “Sure it doesn’t.” A few snickers followed. Ren sighed, rubbing his temple. “She’s just... interesting, okay?” “That’s one way to put it,” someone muttered. Another boy leaned in slightly, lowering his voice. “I tried talking to her before, you know.” Ren glanced at him. “So?” “Didn’t go well.” He gave a short, humourless laugh. “Barely said anything, then just... shut me down. Like I wasn’t even worth responding to.” Ren frowned. “She talks to me.” “Exactly,” the boy said, pointing at him. “That’s the weird part.” A couple of the others nodded in agreement. “She’s still cold, though,” someone else added. “It’s not like she’s being nice to you.” “I didn’t say she was,” Ren replied. “Yeah, but she doesn’t ignore you either.” That much was true.Ren glanced back toward her seat. Yotsudomoe hadn’t moved. Still writing. Still not looking up. Same as always. And yet... Ren looked away again, though a thought lingered. She was still distant, still difficult to talk to. But she hadn’t pushed him away. Not like the others. And for some reason, that felt less reassuring than it should have.
>>94924258316/29He didn’t plan it in advance. The decision came in the moment, when he saw Yotsudomoe promptly leave the classroom. Ren hesitated only briefly before following. He kept his distance, careful not to be obvious. It wasn’t difficult. She never once looked back. If anything, she seemed even more withdrawn outside the classroom, her attention fixed ahead, as if she traced a route she already knew by heart. They walked farther than he expected. Past the busier streets, past the small shops and convenience stores, into a quieter part of town where the buildings grew older, narrower, more tightly packed. The air felt different there. Still, almost stale. Yotsudomoe stopped in front of a building Ren might have missed entirely if he hadn’t been watching her.An old bookstore. At least, that’s what the faded sign suggested. The characters were worn, the paint chipped, as though no one had bothered to maintain it in years. The windows were dim, giving little away about the interior. She stepped inside without hesitation. The door closed behind her with a soft, final sound. Ren remained where he was. He glanced up and down the street. No one seemed to be paying attention. No one seemed to care. Still, he didn’t move immediately. 'This is stupid.' He knew that. Following someone like this, it wasn’t just curiosity anymore. And yet... He exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. “...Whatever.”
>>949242583What up Sak. How you doing?
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>>949242386>>949242568>86>68Gives the appearance of what could be a color-changing sword. I like the concept. Maybe even an RGB Gamer sword?
>>949242670Hot!
>>949242568Love your armorgirls <3>>949242578Cute elf!
>>949242578>>949242534>>949242670butthole please>>949242521>>949242425>>949242073>>949242056>>949241943thanks <3
>>94924266217/29A few minutes passed before he finally approached the entrance. Long enough to convince himself he wasn’t directly tailing her. Long enough to make turning back feel like a conscious choice. He opened the door. The smell hit him first. Old paper. Dust. Something faintly damp beneath it all, like the air hadn’t been properly circulated in years. The interior was dimmer than expected. Narrow aisles stretched between tall, suspiciously high-quality overcrowded bookshelves, their contents packed tightly. The space felt small, as if the books themselves were pressing inward. Ren stepped inside, letting the door close quietly behind him. “...Hello?” No response. He moved further in, eyes scanning the shelves. The titles were strange. Not in content, necessarily, but in language. Many weren’t Japanese at all. English, Russian, Latin, others he couldn’t identify. Some of the bindings looked far older than anything he’d seen in a public library. 'What kind of place is this…?'>>949242666Fine-o. And (You), Satan?
>>949241969what if instead she said to hold it, then absolutely berated/mocked you for not being able topurely hypothetical
>>949242303i'll never stop putting tits on everything
>>949239327>war frontsNever seen that in my lifeWake up. Everything remains the same until it doesn't
>>949242704<3Hot elf.>>949242708hmmm...>>949242697O.o
>>94924271518/29“Can I help you?” The voice came from behind him. Ren turned quickly. A woman stood a few steps away, as if she had been there the entire time. She looked to be in her thirties. Calm, composed, with medium black hair that fell neatly over her shoulders. There was a familiarity to her features that Ren couldn’t place at first until he saw her eyes. One black, the other brown. Mirrored. Where Yotsudomoe’s left eye had changed, this woman’s right was different. Ren felt a faint, inexplicable tension settle in his chest. “Erm... Yeah, I was just...” He trailed off. His gaze flicked briefly to the shelves. “...looking for some books.” “What kind?” There was no suspicion in her tone. Ren hesitated. Then, recalling Yotsudomoe's birthplace, he said, “...About Izumo.” A pause.Something in her expression shifted subtly. “I see.” She turned without another word and walked down one of the aisles. Ren watched her go, the faint echo of her footsteps blending into the stillness of the space. A minute later, she returned. Three books rested in her arms. Old, worn, their covers marked with age. She held them out to him. “These should be of use.” Ren accepted them carefully, briefly glancing down at the titles. He couldn’t read all of them, but the kanji that stood out were enough to get the gist of it. 出雲, 古, 大社, 神. “Thanks,” he said. Then he added, “Actually, I didn’t bring any money with me. I’ll have to come back tomorrow.” “It’s fine.” Her answer came as if she had expected it. Ren shifted slightly, still holding the books. “By the way, what’s your name, miss?” She met his gaze. “Hokutou.” A small pause. “Hokutou Mitsudomoe.” The name settled heavily in his mind. “See you tomorrow,” she added. Ren nodded, a little too quickly. “Right.” He handed the books back, trying not to linger longer than necessary. Something about the place and about her made staying feel intrusive
>>949242715Am I satan? Lmao
>>949242491>tfw she makes you turn into a horse before the edging session so she has more to work with
>>949242737 Nice. Makes me feel kinda bad for the Ender-Farm I built on my friend's server though
>>949242758Clearly not the worst I had.Gently slappable buttocks
>>949242202Hmm, that one sure is difficult.This is the best I managed to get.
>>94924279319/29As he stepped back toward the entrance, he cast one last glance over his shoulder. Mitsudomoe had already turned away, returning the books to their place as if the interaction had concluded the moment it was no longer needed. The door closed behind him. The air felt lighter outside. Ren stood there for a moment, staring at the worn sign above the entrance. 'Hokutou', he thought. The resemblance had been too strong to ignore. They had to be mother and daughter. He frowned, his thoughts turning over themselves. The eyes. Not just the difference in colour, but the way it mirrored between them. Left and right. As if it had been arranged. Ren exhaled slowly. “Yeah,” he said under his breath. “That’s not normal.” For the first time since he’d started following her, the weight of it all settled properly in his chest. Yotsudomoe. Rudanovsky. This place. And now her mother. Whatever was going on, it wasn’t just strange. It was connected.The next morning, Ren noticed it immediately. Yotsudomoe was already in her seat as usual. Notebook open, pen resting lightly between her fingers. But she wasn’t writing. She was looking at him. Not in passing. Not the distant, unfocused way she sometimes did. Directly.>>949242797666 digits made you a demon
>>949242230Had to give it a go myself as well
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>>949242697>>949242708>>949242704Thank you :3
>>949241442https://youtu.be/_UvUDiq7UUE
Not my gen. Posted by a very kind Anon yesterday. A revealing black dark-fantasy ceremonial gown with an extreme plunging neckline, open sides, high-cut hips, elegant opera gloves, and thigh high stockings. >>949242846I trib???!! :D Someone please gen me more Dommy Nun as reward please?
>>949242853>>949242866 checkedthanks <3
>>94924284620/29“Whoa,” someone behind him snickered. “You’ve got her attention now.” Ren tried to ignore it, slipping into his seat, but the feeling didn’t go away. If anything, it sharpened. Her gaze didn’t waver. It followed him, steady and unblinking. “Go on,” another classmate whispered, nudging his shoulder. “Don’t leave her hanging.” “Shut up,” Ren muttered, though not with much force. He hesitated for a second, then stood and walked over.“Morning,” he said, keeping his tone casual. Yotsudomoe didn’t answer right away. Up close, it was clearer. She wasn’t just looking, she was studying him. Her eyes moved in small, precise shifts as she leaned closer, almost fully lifting from her seat. From his face to his hair, down to his shoulders, back to his eyes again. Systematic. As if she were trying to fix every detail in place. Ren felt uneasy. “...What? Do I have something on my face?”
>>949242831That one is just common sense.
>>949242704awww yissWhat's up, my elf-loving friend?
>>949242708Are you threatening me?
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>>949242909thanks <3
>>949242831I was onboard with all of them until this one
>>949242921:3
>>949242885You're welcome
>>949242844The madmanHe pulled it off..
>>949242923lulzy afyou're exceptionally funny. not him tho
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>>94924289321/29Her gaze stilled. “You visited the bookstore.” Ren blinked. “Y-yeah, I did. I’ve been looking for old history books.” He paused, frowning. “Wait, how do you know?” “I’ll go with you.” He stopped. “Meet me at the gates after class.” It wasn’t a suggestion or an order. Just something stated as if it were already decided. Ren hesitated, then nodded. “...Alright.” “Good.”Just like that, her attention dropped back to her notebook. The pen resumed its quiet movement, the moment dismissed. Ren stood there for a second longer, then turned back toward his group. “Well?” one of them asked immediately. “She asked him out, didn’t she?”“No way, that fast?”Ren sat down, trying to keep his expression neutral. “She wants to go to a bookstore with me.”The reaction was instant.“Ooooh!”“Called it!”“Man, you’re in.”“It’s not like that,” Ren said, though it sounded less convincing this time.“Sure it isn’t.”“Cat's in the bag, Naichi-kun.”A few of them laughed, but Ren only half-heard it. His attention drifted back, just briefly. Yotsudomoe hadn’t looked up again.>>949242923Potion seller... enough of these games! (I know it's beavis but it reminded me of him)
>>949242177Friendship-test:If your buddy cares about you about as a friend, he will stay respectfully soft out of solidarity with your balls getting whipped, even though your soft ass is pressed into his lap and pushing back against him with every slap.
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>>949242970uhhh...meant "by the way" here. not "though"
>>949242983Oh shit bro were getting somewhere.
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>>94924298122/29The door slid open. “Take your seats.” Rudanovsky’s voice cut cleanly through the noise, as it always did. The class settled quickly. Ren glanced up as the teacher moved to the front. His eyes met Ren's for a brief moment. There was something different in them. Not the measured neutrality from before, but something closer to pity. It was gone almost immediately, replaced by the same composed expression as always, but Ren had seen it.“Open your textbooks,” Rudanovsky said. “Today, we will be discussing the Kofun period.” Ren leaned back slightly, only half-listening at first. “During this time, various regional powers existed across the archipelago. Among them, the Yamato polity is the most well-documented and the one who gave rise to modern Japan. However, it was not alone.” Rudanovsky turned, writing a name on the board. Izumo. Ren’s attention sharpened.“In contrast to Yamato, which centered its authority around imperial lineage and divine descent from Amaterasu, Izumo’s traditions were less centralised. More esoteric.” His voice remained steady, but there was a deliberate undercurrent now. “Ōkuninushi, the god associated with Izumo, is not merely a figure of myth. He represents a different kind of authority. One tied to land, to unseen forces, to what might be called... negotiation with the divine.”
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>>949242758<3 <3>>949242921Hey Alph!Not to much, dumping some gens, playing some vidya :D
>>949243016incredibly lewd <3
>>949242940>>949242949It was just a detour
>>949242882That's the gen of your request that most impressed and satisfied you, from the myriad options?
Thread's fast innit>>94924302223/29A faint murmur passed through the class, though most students were still only half-engaged. Rudanovsky continued. “You may already be familiar with figures such as Queen Himiko of Yamatai, who was said to rule through spiritual means, or Emperor Jimmu, whose victories were attributed to divine favour.” He paused briefly, letting the names settle. “These accounts are often dismissed as legend. Symbolism. Cultural memory.” Another pause. “But consider this.” He turned back to the class, his gaze sweeping slowly across the room before settling, once again, on Ren.“If such lineages had persisted unchanged into the modern era... if their practices had not been diluted or abandoned...” His eyes held there. “...what might they be capable of?” The room was quiet now. “Power of that nature,” he went on, “would not manifest openly. It would be subtle. Guarded.” A faint smile touched his lips. “And, I suspect, quite dangerous.” His gaze didn’t move. “IF their supernatural abilities were indeed real.” The words hung in the air a moment longer than necessary. Then, as if nothing unusual had been said at all, he turned back to the board and resumed the lecture. The subtle tension dissolved into the usual background noise of half-listening students. But Ren didn’t relax. He could still feel that look directed at him, not at the class.
>>949243028Love sol lol
balls balls balls balls balls balls
>>949243046The quality is improving.Now it looks like a video from the early 2000s (before digital televisions and cameras).
>>949243054I like this one a lot too but they came nameless so I don't know who to thank :( I saved them all and busted to all of them.
>>949243072would toph have balls of steel?
>>94924306024/29They met at the gates as agreed. Yotsudomoe was already there when Ren arrived, standing a short distance from the entrance as if she had been waiting for some time. She didn’t greet him beyond a brief glance in his direction before turning and starting down the street. Ren fell into step beside her. For a while, neither of them spoke. The rhythm of their footsteps filled the space between them, steady and unhurried.“That bookstore,” Ren began after a minute, keeping his tone light. “I went there yesterday.” “I know.” “Right.” He hesitated, then pressed on. “The woman there... Mitsudomoe, right?” “Hm.” “She said her name was Hokutou Mitsudomoe.” Yotsudomoe nodded once. Ren glanced sideways at her. “So she’s...?” “My mother.” The answer came plainly, without hesitation. “Figured,” Ren muttered. “You look alike.”There was nothing more to it. No elaboration, no visible reaction. Just the same flat acknowledgment. Ren scratched his neck. “Your eyes, though...” A brief pause. “What about them?” “Nothing,” he said quickly. “Just... noticed.” She didn’t respond.
>>949243060You must faster than it!
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>>94924310525/29The conversation thinned out again after that, dissolving into silence as they turned into the quieter part of town. The old library came into view soon after, unchanged from the day before. Faded sign, dim windows, the same sense of quiet neglect. Yotsudomoe stepped inside without slowing. Ren followed. The smell of old paper greeted him again, heavier this time. Mitsudomoe stood behind the counter. She looked up as they entered, her expression calm, composed.“Welcome back,” she said, her gaze shifting briefly from Ren to her daughter. “Yotsudomoe.”“Mother.”The greeting was minimal, almost formal. Mitsudomoe’s attention returned to Ren. “Are you ready to choose a book?” Before he could answer, she reached beneath the counter and placed three volumes in front of him, one after the other.“The Purpose of Izumo Taisha.”“Izumo During the Ancient Age.”“The Gods of Izumo and its Role in Modern Shinto.”Ren looked down at them, then back up. “You already picked them out?” “They're appropriate.” He reached out, brushing his fingers lightly over the cover of the first book.
>>949243054But yeah I think she's hot. I like her thickness and seeing the cross
>>94924313726/29Yotsudomoe stiffened. It was subtle. Almost imperceptible. But Ren caught it. Her head tilted slightly, just a fraction, as if listening. Mitsudomoe’s expression changed as well. Not visibly alarmed, just... attentive. A quiet settled over the room. “Right when we have guests?” Mitsudomoe murmured. Ren frowned. “What?” Neither of them answered. Mitsudomoe turned away from the counter without another word, disappearing into the narrow aisles at the back of the library. Her figure slipped between the shelves and was gone. Ren watched her go, confusion creeping in.“What was that about?” Yotsudomoe didn’t answer. He turned to her. For the first time since he had met her, she looked uneasy. It wasn’t dramatic, but there was a tension in her posture, a tightness in her expression that hadn’t been there before. Her gaze wasn’t fixed, her hands no longer completely steady.>>949243125I can't:^(
>>949243088These are from the History channel after 10PM, actually.
>>949242970Show me your bunghole.>>949242981I see the resemblance.
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>>94924316027/29“You shouldn’t have agreed to come,” she said quietly. Ren blinked. “What?” She looked directly at him now. “What’s your reason?” The question caught him off guard. “My reason?” “Yes.” Her tone wasn’t accusatory. Ren opened his mouth, then hesitated. “I just... wanted to know more,” he said finally. “About you. About that place. Yesterday felt...” He stopped, struggling to find the right word. “...off.” Yotsudomoe studied him for a moment.A soft, rhythmic sound echoed faintly. Mitsudomoe reappeared from the back of the library. She was pushing a wheelchair. An old man sat in it, his frame thin, almost frail beneath the layers of cloth draped over him. His head tilted slightly forward, both eyes closed. No, not closed. Sunken. As if there was nothing behind the lids. Ren felt a flicker of unease. 'That’s not...' He stopped himself. Mitsudomoe guided the chair forward, stopping a short distance from the counter.The old man spoke. “Come closer.” His voice was dry, but not weak. Ren hesitated, then stepped forward. “Closer,” the man repeated. Ren obeyed. The old man lifted a hand, extending it toward him.
>>949243162It's a shame that the History Channel is losing quality over the years, haha.
>>949243127cute
>>949242844Yaaay, that pretty good for a difficult piece. Thanks for animating it. <3>>949242963Ikr! He's in the top league.
>>949243089Good.
>>949243092When she walks around they hit her legs like >DING DONG DING DONG
>>949243192The history channel went to shit over 15 years ago.
>>949243176https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BUrcotDH8R0&pp=ygUJY29ybmhvbGlvhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fE9qHZb5CYE&pp=ygUJY29ybmhvbGlv
>>949243176Angel-kun is so lewd v_v>image limit
>>949243192No clue tbh, I don't have a TV kek
>>949243216Oh yes mommy please please please more
>>949243227Ancient aliens was amusing for a while. It got old fast
>image limit reacheddaaaaaannnng
>>949243192It's owned by Disney and bakes-in propaganda. Speaking of baking...
>>949243162Im subscribing to this other's news channel
>>949243005Katara humiliating aangs tiny penis?
>>949243259Alpharius still hasn't said hello to me :(
>>949243227I think that's when they started with the ancient alien nonsense.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9_wKHixTXOg&pp=ygUnc291dGggcGFyayBoaXN0b3J5IGNoYW5uZWwgdGhhbmtzZ2l2aW5nhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wY5AdEY_Q40&pp=ygUnc291dGggcGFyayBoaXN0b3J5IGNoYW5uZWwgdGhhbmtzZ2l2aW5n
>>949243216Can you make one of her standing with her arm raised up ready to strike with the ruler? And one with her hairy pussy showing? Like a pov shot from below?
>>949243250The fact that it is on the history channel is abhorrent.
>>949243284Needy douche
>>949243284omg story hiiiiiiiiii~consensual sex with Raven in the missionary position for the purposes of reproduction!
>>949243332yesssssss~!:3
>>949243302>history channel>historyNice joke
>>949243302>nonono cable tv must be edukashional on this 1 channel because reasons, also I define what's educational!lmao
>>949243361>>949243361>>949243361
>>949243362>>949243370>>949243302You guys should check out the Whitest Kids U Know sketch about the History Channel
>>949243370not himbut promoting literal fiction as though it were historically accurate is the issue hereit's not about his own individual biasit's about a perversion of greater truth
>>949243370>history channel>ancient alienspick one and only onethey need to stay in their lane
