Hope it's cool to have a thread to discuss what happened at ML.

Couldn't help but notice that a new ML site popped up on Google.

what is weird is that the domain name resolves to:
a904c694c05102f30.awsglobalaccelerator.com [13.248.169.48]

which means that it's hosted on AWS, seems counterintuitive, I wonder if this is actually ML coming back or just some kid trying to capture some SEO traffic.

Anyway, just noticed that and thought I'd make a note of it.

Put together an Eye Penetration compilation, featuring works from a lot of different artists. https://gofile.io/d/yfBzDwxc

Anyone have works by Aleksecond stored? was on deviantart account now closed. any fragments apreciated.

As you may already know, Pixiv has a huge treasure trove of guro content under the R-18G tag. While that's great and all, it is very hard to look for a specific fetish, since... Well, I don't speak Japanese. I've found this problem as well when I want to put tags on my own gallery there.



So I have started this little guide, for fun. And, hopefully, it will help out my fellow people of guro inclination.



← Meet Guroccubus. For each post she appears in, she will demonstrate a fetish, along with its corresponding Japanese tag. This is, essentially, a translation project.



I will continue to add to this list as I find more. If you know some other Pixiv R-18G tags that should be here, let me know and I will have Guroccubus demonstrate :-).

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PLEASE is there any gore / necro / bloody sniper tf2 art out there… he literally has been killed and brought back so many times thete has to be SOMETHING.

i realized there's very little guro porn of girls that aren't white or asian. if you have any guro of women of different ethnicity feel free to post it here

Starting MLP thread with her majesty Princess Celestia losing hey royal head

Im looking for the full set of these images, I only have the last image and am looking for the rest

Years ago there was a post of what was some sort of doll or plaster of a legless girl with a picture behind it and text saying I enjoyed your daughter. Anyone know what I am talking about or the artist who made it. Think it was posted in /g/ and was a victim of the server reset that caused a years worth of lost posts after a spam attack a couple of years back.

Requesting with an image as I think it could get some attention. You know what I want. Stephanie from LazyTown.

Hang(photorealistic ai)

Im new at this website, what am I suppossed to post here?

The smaller the girl and the bigger the cock the better ;) can be things beside dicks too. Just want big belly bulges and or bursting through the stomach. :)

Looking for shit I can relate to and send to my man. Even better if the girl is brunette with blue eyes and the guy has black hair brown eyes but anything yandere/holding hostage etc etc is great. No limits I don’t mind anything from scat/piss to headless to necro, etc etc. Just the main theme of this thread is girls hurting guys, but the guys enjoying it.

Let’s get the heads rolling

One of my fave categories! There's some overlap with the police/military and head destruction categories but this feels more focused to me.

Plus this is how I always fantasize about getting stuffed :3

Not just headshots; any shooting death is fine.

"If you're looking for the cellar, it's two doors down and to the left, but I wouldn't go in there without a torch," the innkeeper said, leaning over the scarred wooden counter. "The damp gets into everything, and the rats have grown bold enough to steal a man's boots if he falls asleep."

Kaelen didn't answer immediately. He spent a long moment staring at the map sprawled across the grease-stained table, tracing the jagged lines of the valley that the locals refused to name. For three months, he had followed a trail of cold hearths and empty villages, moving through the highlands where the wind sounded like a choir of the grieving. He had slept in ditches and eaten salted fish that tasted like old leather, all while tracking a scent that didn't belong to any animal he’d ever encountered. The search had been a slow, grueling process of elimination, narrowing a thousand square miles of wilderness down to a single, oppressive peak.

The ascent had taken another week, climbing through a canopy of suffocating grey fog that clung to his cloak like wet wool. He had found the castle not by sight, but by the sudden, absolute silence of the forest. The birds stopped singing, and the wind ceased its whistling the moment he crossed the invisible threshold of the estate. The fortress sat atop the cliff like a jagged tooth, its black stone absorbing what little light the overcast sky provided. There were no guards at the gate—only a heavy, oppressive sense of being watched by a thousand unseen eyes.

He had expected traps, or perhaps a gauntlet of mindless thralls, but the interior of the castle was unsettlingly pristine. The floors were polished obsidian, and the air smelled faintly of ozone and dried lilies. Kaelen moved with a practiced, rhythmic caution, his boots barely making a sound on the stone. He had navigated the labyrinthine corridors for an hour, his hand never straying far from the hilt of his blade, until he reached the heavy oak doors of the inner sanctum.

As he pushed the doors open, he wasn't met by a monster, but by three women. They stood in a semi-circle, blocking his path with an air of casual, predatory grace. They wore nothing but sheer, transparent gowns of pale silk that clung to their curves, offering no modesty and little mystery. Their figures were lush and exaggerated, with heavy breasts that strained against the thin fabric. Through the translucent material, the dark, metallic glint of heavy piercings in their nipples was clearly visible, catching the dim torchlight as they shifted their weight. They didn't look frightened; they looked amused, as if a stray dog had somehow wandered into a royal banquet.

"You’re a long way from the valley, hunter," the woman in the center purred, her voice a low, melodic vibration that seemed to echo in the obsidian floors. She stepped forward, the silk of her gown rippling over her hips, her gaze lingering on Kaelen’s travel-worn gear with a look of genuine pity.

Kaelen didn’t feel the intimidation they were projecting. He had faced chimeric horrors in the deep woods and survived the crushing silence of the peaks; three women, no matter how distracting their proportions or the daring transparency of their attire, were merely obstacles. However, he wasn't foolish. He knew the strength of a vampire's nobility—the way they could move faster than the human eye could track. To fight them in a chaotic scramble would be to gamble with his life. He needed to break their formation, to create a moment of sheer, blinding agony that would shatter their coordination.

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I find new mr owl I posted here.