I need some help. I'd like a Fallout 4 mod uploaded to the xbox version of Bethnet.

If you'd be willing to drag and drop a file through the creation kit for me, please email me at [email protected]

I don't know that much about modding, but this probably wouldn't take more than an hour for someone remotely familiar with the program involved.

I'm posting this here because I know how judgemental the internet is, and I'd be mighty surprised if someone on here gives me that "perv" bullshit

Do you know the author of this picture?

who know this scene from what anime

source : https://gfycat.com/immaterialscarygnatcatcher-ryona

I'm looking for guro of a girl with her arms cut off and her friends' heads sewn into her.

I'm looking for pics of little boys from anime/manga dead in caskets, does anyone have pics of this type?

Male/Futa

There hasn't actually been a lot of scat fics involving lolis (most of the ones here are made by Pottyboi). There are a few execution ones but they're too spread out across the board. Also try to post or link stories that are about the subject.

How could I have been so careless? The Emperor was slain by a cutthroat assassin. The traitors swiftly seized control of the capital army. As Captain of the all-female Royal Guard I ordered a futile counterattack, but we were overwhelmed and had no choice but to surrender.

Our captors stripped us of our dignity. We were paraded on the streets naked and in chains while the cityfolk pelted us with insults and eggs. At night the soldiers took great pleasure in defiling us. I was treated no better than a common whore, perhaps worse. I was beaten, sodomized, choked and urinated upon.

Finally, our sentence of doom was passed. Those of us who remained were brought to the forum, a large plaza in front of the palace, where a rowdy crowd had gathered baying for blood. To further humiliate us, slaves were ordered to apply gaudy makeup on our faces. Denied the honor of dying as soldiers, we would die as prostitutes instead.

A slanderous list of crimes was read out to all who were present. Soldiers lead the first five victims up onto the executioner's platform where they were bent over and locked into pillories. Behind them, executioners inserted long wooden spikes, thick as a man's arm, into their anuses, causing the poor girls to shriek in pain. Then the hammering began. With each strike the executioners destroyed their bodies and minds. With each strike came bloodcurdling cries or futile appeals for mercy.

Gradually the screaming stopped. Soldiers carried the impaled girls out of the city, where we would line the roads and left to rot as a warning to any would be loyalists. A new batch of girls were brought onstage and the process repeated again. My shame reached new heights as I watched my friends and comrades die one by one.

The Sun was now setting. I could hear the crows feasting on my sisters outside the gates. I stoically walked up the stairs to embrace my death. Seeking to rekindle excitement amongst the crowd, the traitors had their way with my body. Locked into the pillory, I could do little as they violated my anus. "Practice for the spike," they mocked.

Spent and satisfied, the rebel leaders ordered the executioners to continue. No man's cock could have prepared me for this. The sharpened tip of the spike made its way into my prolapsed anus. I screamed my throat out. Then came the heartless hammering. More pain, more screaming.

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Little bubbles, formed on the surface of the lips, spilling from the throat as her body bobs in water. Foam, indistinguishable from cottony clouds of soap that wander on blue water, so that the whole bathtub makes a shining diorama of an angel floating through heaven. She looks forward, straight to the ceiling, and doesn't react when I caress her cheek or wipe hair away from her brow. Her chest heaves in hard wheezing breaths that only push water up to sputter about her lips then suck it back down.

Leaning over, my long hair folds over my neck to wind with hers in the water and I lick away the cotton candy frothing from her mouth. Our tongues touch between her teeth, hers is mostly listless and slimy with the contents of her stomach but it's still so warm, I expect to feel breath but there is only stagnant water, and then… a twitch of the tongue, it pushes on mine. I snap away to look her over in her watery coffin.

"Kacie?!" Her eyes can't seem to find purchase on anything in particular, but they move. Words escape her, but they're mouthed silently, though to covered up with ever growing retches of bile. Something particular about living creatures you learn when you're so cruel, they are extremely resilient, they weren't designed to die. They will fight it til the very last neuron flickers out. But this is good, she can feel me one last time.

My head drops down, my ear sliding against the still water, I will kiss all of her favorite spots before she goes to bed. The bottom of her chin, just above her collar, where the jaw is tender and plush as it makes it's meeting with the neck just above her collar. Her collar bone next, with thin skin that is easily warmed and a round bone that fits lips neatly. Her arm floats into mine, her warmth makes me light headed. I kiss her lowest rib, just below her breast. There's a scar there from a lashing I gave her the night she'd fallen asleep in my bed when I came home late. She was so tender for so long after that and apologized for the full next day, and days of her nights were sleepless with guilt, just for the crime of sleeping without telling me goodnight.

I kiss her belly- it's so sensitive she can be tortured by softly touching it. I can see her face in my mind, wincing at the feeling. A pulse in the water, her body flares with movement. I hear a gargling cough, and then for the first time in so many minutes, her voice. Shrill, squeaking.

"Wait! Where am I?! Where am…!" Her screams signal to me that it's time to put her down. My body moves atop hers, my waists over her chest, my thighs straddle her rib cage. I start to sit, laying my weight into her, she starts to sink into the water, reaching up and grabbing me anywhere she can, I give her an arm to latch onto for comfort, if nothing else.

"Wait! Wait. What's happening. Where are we?!"

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A couple years ago someone uploaded an archive of /lit/ stories about Jissouseki. Sadly, I missed it. Can someone please upload it again ?

does any one have this mumu factory game?
I lost my files….
Help me pleasee!!

Hello! This is just a nice roleplay I had with a girl on F-List. Posting with her consent.

Trivia

22:37:52) ***Satoumi a girly boy around Riko's age, dressed in a cute red and white dress with puffy skirt, with black feline ears and tail, matching his long hair color, sits by Riko's side as she starts the stream. "Hello, beautiful viewers! My name is Satoumi, and I'm a boy, if you couldn't guess. I know you're here for Riko, but it happens that she's leaving for Sweden tomorrow. So let us all get her more money to spend there! All tips are appreciated, but my input is going to be special! I'm going to quiz Riko. For each correct answer she gets one thousand euro. You heard it right! One thousand! However, for each wrong answer there's a punishment. What do you say, Riko?"
(22:47:50) ***Riko Tsukine double-blinked as she turned to face the boy. "Wait, what?! I know you said you'd give me money for correct answers, but…"; hushing her tone, though, she looked back towards the camera, putting on a smile once again as she addressed the audience in-persona. "A-ah! Oh, well, of course I'll have to take on the challenge, then!~ How could I turn down such an offer? Please, guys, don't feel the need to tip too much. I'm gonna have a great time, eheh~", nervously downplaying her own stream, embarrassed by how much money she'd be earning. Gee, he was spoiling her way too hard…
(22:51:35) ***Satoumi smiles. "That's the spirit! We'll start from easy question. You gain nothing for correct answer, beautiful viewers, so please no answer posting! And the first question is: what is the origin land of the movie "The Ring"?"
(22:52:24) ***Riko Tsukine stared for a few moments, a finger to her chin, pretending to think for a few moments. "Ah, that's a fairly easy one! The Ring is actually a Japanese story, so it's gotta be that, right?", smiling as she spoke.
(22:54:57) ***Satoumi claps his hands excitedly. "That's absolutely right!" He reaches into his purse and fishes out two fresh 500 euro notes, showing them to camera first, then reaching them to Riko. "I'm sure you'll be rich for your trip in no time!"
(22:57:51) Riko Tsukine: /me's eyes went wide as the money was revealed. "Oh, gosh, in cash too?! G-gee, thanks~! Eheh…!"; donations starting to creep in too, subscriber count rising, a cherry on top of her reward. "Ah, thank you so much for the donation! Well, to my fans and.. to you, too, I suppose, Satoumi! E-eheh…"
(22:59:05) ***Satoumi looks at his phone and makes a swiping gesture. "Aaaand our next question! What condition makes it much less likely for you to be killed in a slasher movie?"
(23:00:06) ***Riko Tsukine legitimately pondered this one. "Huh… Well, we know that some kinds of people die first. But the ones who survive… They're usually the main character, right? So it must be that!"
(23:03:22) ***Satoumi turns just his eyes to the camera with a mischievous grin and makes a long pause. "Wrong! While there's a debatable logic to your answer, anyone versed in slashers would tell you that protecting condition is being a virgin. My my, here comes the first punishment. You are to get naked and remain so for the rest of the stream!"

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What are them and why?

Any For Honor guro out there? Artworks and even Ansel screenshots from the game are greatly appreciated.

(Bonus if its PK meeting her end.)

Does anyone have this work? pls help. Thank you!

These are what I've found so far from this circle:

https://exhentai.org/g/795498/85307dd7fa/
https://exhentai.org/g/853279/6c396b9cfb/
https://exhentai.org/g/859882/cfd5b77179/
https://exhentai.org/g/1121108/21b34b62ef/
https://exhentai.org/g/1138347/7a16ba1901/
https://exhentai.org/g/1235050/76117d8934/
https://exhentai.org/g/1363201/894900a6e9/

Few of them are missing. Somebody pls share, thanks.

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Girl lactating when dying or dead

Claire redfield mind fuck commission in comic strip form

I've been toying with the idea of a more engaging storytelling experience for me and my readers that isn't so straigh forward as a choose your own adventure story

I was thinking something in the vein of 'rolling' for outcomes. I lay out a range (I.e posts ending in 1-3 for X outcome and posts ending jn 4-6 for Y outcome) first poster who comments 'Rolling' gets their outcome chosen.

Is this sort of format viable for Gurochan? Or is there not enough posters here for post numbers to be random as they are on 4chan. Above all else, would it be fun?

Here's hoping.
Asking if someone could write a story based on this pic.

Just gonna post this here.
May or may not look like it, but it's necrophilia..