New at all of this, willing to get ideas still learning, these are like test photos without any lighting and stuff. Please give criticism!

I guess the old thread got deleted but I wanna bring it back as I have more than just thumbnails planned for it

post anything with her in it.

Anyone know the name of the comic or the artist?

Post people wearing gasmasks. Anything goes.

His work remains some at pixiv and DeviantArt,but I want find more of his works.

Anyone have any more of this?

Pretty much the subject up there. Would anyone be willing to do some crucifixion art of Nao tomori with nails and in a few different poses? There was this one scene in the anime she is from where she is kidnapped and stripped to her underwear and hung by her wrists while unconscious as a hostage. Wanted to see a more violent depiction of that.

A steel caged door clanged a subtle echo within Fuhay's castle dungeon. The form of a small female figure was pulled to her feet and out into the light. Her name was Ameeha, the wife of the king Fuhay, and she was among the last survivors of his family.

Ameeha's daughters had already been executed, Sari and Runa were both mangled to death in the Demon Loya's personal arena. While Loya was now gone, the kingdom was left in turmoil without its former king and it demanded blood.

Ameeha had been found hiding within secret passageways spread throughout the city. She had escaped the siege of the castle by Loya but not the anger of the citizens who were suffering from her husband's disappearance. Now she was to be publically executed for her husband's abandonment of her people.

Ameeha was lead out into the light of a torch, her hands tied together and her body covered only by rags that barely hid her private areas. An old woman stepped forward to examine her unnaturally white hair and looked deep into her blue eyes.

"The people demand justice, Ameeha" the old woman croaked. "Seems like your luck and cleverness have run out. Are you ready for the upcoming display?"

Ameeha stifled and grunted, then looked away with a glare. The old woman simply scoffed. "If you aren't willing to keep your life, so be it. Entertain the people and they'll be happy and content despite a lack of leadership." The old woman beckoned to the civilian guards and they dragged Ameeha by her hands up the steps out of the dungeon.

The guards dragged Ameeha out into the light of early morning in the courtyard of the castle. Ameeha desperately wrestled against the guards but they refused to let her go. Her feet tore against the sandy hard ground to try and pull away and she screamed at the two guards. They gave no response but cold stares.

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I like guro and stuff, but for me it is best when the character can't die, no matter how destroyed they get. Unfortunately, it is surprisingly hard to find such characters… So, if foi have ano pics, mangas, deviantart stories and characters who focus on this, please send!
Already seen A bad day not to die and Mai-Chan thing, but I prefer the ones where the subject is enjoying getting themselves ravaged. But feel free to send anything related!
Related pic is Diana, from bashfulsprite; even though his drawing hurts me a little, she is the only character I know with such traits

Upload any images of Madotsuki by Aozora or others.

This thread will contain short stories (less than 500 words) about the teen and preteen girls meeting an early end to their lives. Mostly via murder or suicide, but accidental deaths may happen occasionally.

Other people are free to contribute stories; you can make them longer than 500 words if you wish.

Any info on this?

6 years back a user posted their animated short film here on Gurochan "Maternelle" (https://youtu.be/mKT2kSmeohY)

And along with it they had posted some disturbing hentai drawings they made of the film with it.

Does anybody still have any of these images?

SFM artist that has been out there for some while now. Decided to start doing some of this stuff as well under a new alias.

Female forsakens body getting used for sopme RnR

animation here
https://gfycat.com/orderlyuncommonkittiwake

Aye can anyone provide me links to some Skyrim snuff, necro, etc…

Specifically one including female orcs, female argonian, or female khajiit.

Like I just want some videos of female khajiit amd argonians getting snuffed. Xvideos, Naughty Machinima they all have nothing.

There was a guro story out that I read a while ago where Misty gets jealous of May and ends up torturing/killing her. If anyone has any idea where it is, that'd be amazing

The chubby Xebtron Rex stood in line, fidgeting non-stop– twiddling his thumbs, twisting the Death Venman action figure in his pocket, stroking his hands through his greasy black hair. His body quakes with nerves. The Lily Scott. He was going to meet The Lily Scott.
The twisting turning line that spread cross the convention floor inched obnoxiously closer. He was so close he could almost smell her. Not that he knew what she smelled like, but he sure had his suspicions (vanilla and cardamom, probably).
He anxiously swung the thin cloth sack which brandished the con’s icon onto the cold cement ground and rifled through its contents. His inhaler, his worryingly thin Transformer-themed wallet, his boy-scout pocket knife, and– yes, there it was. His gift to Lily, which he simply knew she loved. Maybe so much she’d ask for his number– or something.
Xebtron took a deep breath and steadied himself, tying up his bag and standing to move with the crowd.
Everyone he ever knew mocked him for what he loved. Said 46 was too old to still be into that stuff. But he always knew they were wrong, and that he should follow his passion no matter what. And when he dates the cutest girl in all of Hollywood they’d all know just how wrong they were.
He stood at the black curtain, two con volunteers standing at either side. His hands were shaking profusely, and in a last ditch effort to prove just how much he was willing to sacrifice for Lily, he wiped the sweat off his brow and sneakily rolled on some deodorant. A couple of whiffs to make sure any hint of body odor was gently snuffed, and he was absolutely ready.
The curtains pushed open, and a small, chubby boy pushed through, face buried in his hands and read with tears.
Oh my god… Xebtron thought to himself, She’s really that beautiful?
“Next in line, please.”
He had to stop himself from pissing his pants. His hands shaking, legs quivering, he made his way forward through the part in the black curtains.
And there she is. Lily Scott. The perfect brown hair, the pale soft skin, the big green eyes– she’s truly more beautiful in person. A smile made its way to the edges of his mouth as she stared him down intensely.
“Well?” She said. Her tone was more snappy than he expected, but that was okay. It wouldn’t take long for him to make his impression on–
“Fucking hurry it up, asshole. There are other people behind you.”

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The chubby Kylo Ren stood in line, fidgeting non-stop– twiddling his thumbs, twisting the Darth Vader action figure in his pocket, stroking his hands through his greasy black hair. His body quakes with nerves. The Daisy Ridley. He was going to meet The Daisy Ridley.
The twisting turning line that spread cross the convention floor inched obnoxiously closer. He was so close he could almost smell her. Not that he knew what she smelled like, but he sure had his suspicions (vanilla and cardamom, probably).
He anxiously swung the thin cloth sack which brandished the con’s icon onto the cold cement ground and rifled through its contents. His inhaler, his worryingly thin Transformer-themed wallet, his boy-scout pocket knife, and– yes, there it was. His gift to Daisy, which he simply knew she loved. Maybe so much she’d ask for his number– or something.
Kylo took a deep breath and steadied himself, tying up his bag and standing to move with the crowd.
Everyone he ever knew mocked him for what he loved. Said 46 was too old to still be into that stuff. But he always knew they were wrong, and that he should follow his passion no matter what. And when he dates the cutest girl in all of Hollywood they’d all know just how wrong they were.
He stood at the black curtain, two con volunteers standing at either side. His hands were shaking profusely, and in a last ditch effort to prove just how much he was willing to sacrifice for Daisy, he wiped the sweat off his brow and sneakily rolled on some deodorant. A couple of whiffs to make sure any hint of body odor was gently snuffed, and he was absolutely ready.
The curtains pushed open, and a small, chubby boy pushed through, face buried in his hands and read with tears.
Oh my god… Kylo thought to himself, She’s really that beautiful?
“Next in line, please.”
He had to stop himself from pissing his pants. His hands shaking, legs quivering, he made his way forward through the part in the black curtains.
And there she is. Daisy Ridley. The perfect brown hair, the pale soft skin, the big green eyes– she’s truly more beautiful in person. A smile made its way to the edges of his mouth as she stared him down intensely.
“Well?” She said. Her tone was more snappy than he expected, but that was okay. It wouldn’t take long for him to make his impression on–
“Fucking hurry it up, asshole. There are other people behind you.”

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Girls eaten alive