St. VID30 of Nothing Star

Outdoor Activities

Belle (ZZZ)

case study in hunger

marshmallow (pastel plush dragon oc) is taking care of a sick daze (cabbit dragon fursona) who is wearing a bonnet and is shivering in bed underneath a pink blanket. it is also surrounded by a few plushies. marshmallow is holding a tray with a bowl of soup, a glass of water, three small pills, and three candies over daze's bed. the dialogue between them is as follows: marshmallow: "dazey dear, hello! your dinner soup and medicine are here! :3" daze: "hiiiii marshmallow. thank youu" marshmallow: "the antivirals will sadly be a little icky though. your mouth will taste like metal for a few hours. but i will help you through it - i have some sour candies to ward off the taste too." daze: "oughhhh nooooooo- ohhh yayyyy" marshmallow: "are you ready?" daze: "yesss thank you marshmallowwww"

the plushie caretaker i wish i had rn

hmm so its MAR10th day??

Senjougahara Hitagi · Bakemonogatari manga

gnoosers when they realize

Here as elsewhere admission and denial are tightly interwoven. I do not understand why, or how, how I am still living, or, for all the more reason, what I am living. If, from a system in which I believe, to which I slowly adapt myself, like Surrealism, there remains, if there will always remain, enough for me to immerse myself in, there will nonetheless never be enough to make me what I would like to be, no matter how indulgent I am about myself. A relative indulgence compared to that others have shown me (or non-me, I don’t know). And yet I am living, I have even discovered that I care about life. The more I have sometimes found reasons for putting an end to it the more I have caught myself admiring some random square of parquet floor: it was really like silk, like the silk that would have been as beautiful as water. I liked this lucid pain, as though the entire universal drama of it had then passed through me and I was suddenly worth the trouble. But I liked it in the light of, how shall I say, of new things that I had never seen glow before. It was from this that I understood that, in spite of everything, life was given, that a force independent of that of expressing and making oneself heard spiritually presided – insofar as a living man is concerned – over reactions of invaluable interest, the secret of which will disappear with him. This secret has not been revealed

to me, and as far as I am concerned its recognition in no way invalidates my confessed inaptitude for religious meditation. I simply believe that between my thought, such as it appears in what material people have been able to read that has my signature affixed to it, and me, which the true nature of my thought involves in something but precisely what I do not yet know, there is a world, an imperceptible world of phantasms, of hypothetical realizations, of wagers lost, and of lies, a cursory examination of which convinces me not to correct this work in the slightest. This book demands all the vanity of the scientific mind, all the puerility of this need for perspective which the bitter vicissitudes of history provide. This time again, faithful to the tendency that I have always had to ignore any kind of sentimental obstacle, I shall waste no time passing judgment on those among my initial companions who have become frightened and turned back, I shall not yield to the temptation to substitute names by means of which this book might be able to lay claim to being up-to-date. Fully mindful, however, that the most precious gifts of the mind cannot survive the smallest particle of honor, I shall simply reaffirm my unshakable confidence in the principle of an activity which has never deceived me, which seems to me more deserving than ever of our unstinting, absolute, insane devotion, for the simple reason that it alone is the dispenser, albeit at intervals well spaced out one from the other, of transfiguring rays of a grace I persist in comparing in all respects to divine grace.

Manifesto of Surrealism by Andre Breton

an illustration of two anthropomorphic cat girls, similar besides a difference in age. the younger cat sits in the lap of the older cat, they gaze at each other with trust. the older cat holds the younger cat gently. there older cat says to the younger cat: "my brave little one, your heart was open fearless and true for now it is tender, bruised it does ache please know the love you carry will find a place for always you can be soft with me, you are safe with me"

if the world cannot provide us safety, i will become the soft landing

will still be RTing lots of porn though lol

gonna be using this as a diary account more often ^^

take acid and go fuck yourself

pagliacci by xatkhe jesus are transwomen okay

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my "screenplay" PAGLIACCI is out now.

a girl with zero direction meets and falls for a self-avowed extreme masochist swirling in rumors. what could go wrong.

about: kink, repression, sisterhood, freak4freak, family, Not Looking At It. 210p, color, free <3

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A sketch depicting a threesome between Kikuri Hiroi, Hitori Gotoh (AKA Bocchi) and Hitori's mom, Michiyo Gotoh. Michiyo is laying on her back as Hitori penetrates her. Kikuri's head is on Bocchi's shoulder. Kikuri: "Come now, Hitori. Knock up your own mom!" Bocchi: "Mom! Mom!" Michiyo, stroking Bocchi's face: "It's okay, Hitori-chan ♥"

Hitori and Michiyo passionately making out while Kikuri is in the background being left out. Kikuri: "They forgot about me..."

(⚠️cw: incest)

Kikuri is a bad influence

#ぼっち・ざ・ろっく #BocchiTheRock #yuri #MomCon #incest #KabanArt #NSFWart

A sketch depicting Lusamine sucking on Lillie's breasts. Lillie is looking lovingly at her while saying "mom...♥"

(⚠️cw: incest)

sketch

#Pokemon #LusaLillie #yuri #MomCon #incest #KabanArt #NSFWart

Good morni

어른의 ■스를 알려주겠다, 어른이 되려면 남자는 ■스를 잘해야돼

erotic drawing of a trans woman touching herself while licking her lover's foot she's softly holding said foot with her left hand, while touching herself with the right one, eyes closed, mouth open, has many tattoos on arms and legs, her night gown reveals her breast we can only see her lover's legs and feet, the right foot rests softly on the other girl's inner thigh

"good girl"

northern shrike, butcher bird

have not really had more than 1 solid meal a day basically since i made this post. pest inspection happens wednesday. am still at like four dollars cash. help

I'm just a body, holding water, making heat.

SAPROPHYTE by @effieworld.neocities.org
~5.5k word visual novel about fucking and Bodies and drugs and <???>
for NOISE JAM 2
music by me :)

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Femboy glazed up

I let all my oomfs hit

busy pooch

#furryart #nsfw

You want me to use my feet…? Do you not have the courage to have sex?
#oc