I'm sure I've bumped into his work at Pixiv. My internet is impossibly bad atm, so I can't check.

>>13595
No trace of the author on this site. I would be grateful for the direct link!

He has some stuff over on E-Hentai

https://e-hentai.org/?f_search=artist%3ADirty+Toothbrush

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Haha poor Brooke! This story reminds me of "The Boys" - have you seen it? In the first episode, a girl is utterly destroyed (into a cloud of blood and meaty chunks) when the equivalent of The Flash accidentally runs through her at Supersonic speed!

>>20607

Haha oh yes - fair to say that The Boys had rubbed on me a little bit for this story hehe.

At least Magnificent Man was kind enough to dispose of Brooke's remains. A-Train totally just left Robin a complete mess for someone else to clean up.

I do often wonder how they cleaned up of Robin's bloody remains. Did they attempt to collect it all for a proper burial? Or did they just hose her down the sewer?

>>20608
I got the distinct impression she was left to the city clean-up crew! Not even as much of her left as there was of Transluscent Man!

google translate

>>5955
is there a bigger version of this?

The latest chapter was really good, I love the concept and the teasing in between lets me enjoy the story as well. Please more!

Just making sure not to lose my stories due to that dgerqwad.

Bump to save from faggot spammer

I make my way across the bridge and down its staircase to find myself on yet another bridge. I am getting quite sick of these, so when I see another path I take it. It is, unfortunately just a balcony, but I find company there. He is a little rotund, but surprisingly happy and I cannot help but find myself smiling in his presence. I don’t understand most of what he says, but he promises to help me and asks for my help in return. He is clearly insane, but he give me a soap-stone of the kind that I can vaguely remember from when I was taught to write on slate as a child.

This encounter aside, I make my way reluctantly to the bridge now extremely wary of them. There are soldiers far down it, but more concerning are the burnt corpses and singed stone. As I slowly walk across I find the sound of massive beating wings in my ears, and run as quickly as I am able back to the doorway I had come from, ducking inside just in time for the dragon’s fire to miss me. I feel the heat on my face as it passes. Glancing out the door I can see it perched there, the colour of dried blood and covered in spikes. But it’s the only way forward, and I know that I have to go forward. Lifting my shield I sprint directly at it, noting in the corner of my eye a staircase and run down that way instead of toward the statue the dragon seems to be guarding. Down the stairs I find a ladder leading back to the fire I last rested at. The comfort filling me once again.

With a bit of exploration I find another way forward, beneath the dragon and its fire. But, I hear something in the back of my heart, the beating of massive, feathered wings and the statue of a sobbing woman. Forsaken. The word fills my mind, I have to see the statue beneath the beast.

The creature is hardly as intelligent as the Ancient Dragons from the tales given by the Way of White, and flies away as soon as I reach the alcove beneath it. There is another fire here, which I rest at before looking back to what items strewn over the bridge survived the dragon’s fire. Nothing there appeals to me… except. On the body of some fallen knight I find a Claymore. It is a simple weapon, strong and familiar. I know that this is not my weapon of choice, not by memory but by feel. But it feels much better than anything else I’ve held thus-far, even the great sword of that Black Knight.

I return to explore the shrine beneath the dragon. There is a statue, a matronly woman holding a child almost desperately in her arms. The child holds a sword and I cannot whether it be male or female. Outside are many passive, sobbing hollows. I pass them by for a statue rent asunder in a ray of sun. A sword-spear is held in the remaining hand. I know this, not the statue, I have never seen anything like it. But the feeling, the knowledge that whoever this was a statue of had been utterly Forsaken, abandoned and left to fend for themselves. That beating of great feathered wings, a statue of a sobbing woman and I move on.

Stairs leading upward find me face-to-face with a Hollowed soldier, this new, heavier weapon destroys it easily, crashing through its defences and sending it to pieces on the brick and mortar ground. Looking past where it stood, I can see little. Undead guarding a pathway upward to an open portcullis, backed by what looks to be a massive metal-clad boar. But I smell something from the tower to my left.

A familiar, charred metal scent clogs my nostrils and I take a deep breath, feeling how it brings back memories which heighten my already aggravated arousal. Without thinking I turn and make my way up the tower. The scent grows stronger and stronger the higher I go until I see the familiar, armoured back. This one has their back to me as well, but is wielding a much, much larger weapon.

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Fantastic, can't wait for more!

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hello, i've read your request and i'll check if i can reupload your desired videos as soon as i can

Oh nice.
How about Nami Necksnap, Old Grudges, and Stubby Slicer by any chance?

>>37628

Hello, all 3 of the animations you asked had still working download links so there you are:

https://mega.nz/#!oxpmgaKZ!gAP6shiLznBpTcbZPjRQGB-rq_yRWgERPQiWm5MkWCg

https://mega.nz/#!w5R22YIK!LTd0oILVh_B_ZzYFuz2FVAWXIr28UuUGXsacTmfnmxc

https://mega.nz/#!l54mDI6A!JH6rqsO45qkJHCz0Yg2fmBBLA8WKhqxXFDbHY4tZz8E

>>37619

Quarian overdose still had a working link on the original post

https://mega.nz/#F!wh43GIwT!ayEXUU90XydkiwPe-C0wtw

>>37599

Just reuploaded team skullfuck, including the hexmaniac bonus renders:

https://mega.nz/#F!LmgUwA6C!u914ASJPTAS-CEvhPFTMyQ

can you reupload sonya split and bounty hunted

Bump

>>10572
Someone's gotta chop that head off.

Mind doing anything of Trudy Proud dying? preferably hanging

Nice! Though I'm having trouble finding your DeviantArt page. Could you link it? Do you also have a discord?

I don't want to eat irrelevant characters if they are taken out of character.

But I woud not mind to eat Trine and Christina
https://www.bdsmlibrary.com/stories/author.php?authorid=1086

I don't really like spit roasting idea because I can't eat that much meat so I would like just a piece of a partially cooked girl. maybe her nipple or hand/leg.

I based a meat-girl in one of my stories on Penny from the new "Lost in Space" series!

Shit, now I’ve posted this three times. Sorry everyone. Delete as needed, it doesn’t seem to want to let me.

Really happy to be seeing work from you. I've been wondering for a while what happened to you or if you would write any more. As much as I'm glad to be seeing new stuff from you any chance you might add to your older chaptered stories? Sorry if that may have been answered but I didn't see it.

Nothing's really happened to me. I think I'm pretty much writing at the same slow pace I usually do, it's just that recently it's been split between several things with nothing getting completed until now. Of the things in my WIP folder the fifth chapter of School Festival is the next closest to completion, so that could be out anytime between 'soon' and 'A Dream of Spring'. The fifth chapter of The Last Field trip has also been started, but hasn't been added to since April and is in a less written state, should be finished eventually.

Part 4 (Final)

The pair arrived at the kitchen and the girl began to disrobe. She winced as the bandages she was unwinding stuck to her wounds. She then slowly removed her clothes, not so suggestively as to be a strip tease, but definitely with the appreciation of her audience in mind. She folded her scant uniform neatly, placing it on a counter, and tossed her bandages into a waste bin. She then busied herself about the kitchen, preparing the necessary implements. The man watched as her naked body rushed to and fro, taking a brief moment to disrobe himself, throbbing erection pointing sky high.

She briefly washed herself in the large sink basin, suppressing a strangled cry as she gingerly rinsed her back. She dried off, than walked to the center of the kitchen where she hopped up onto the island, squeaking as her battered ass landed on the chilly steel. She stared at her father, shivering as she waited.

He approached. He draped one arm across her shoulders, steadying her trembling body as he lent her back. With the other he grabbed the knife his daughter had prepared and lined it up just below her sternum.

The girl stared transfixed at the knife, nearly hyperventilating, her nipples dancing mesmerisingly through the air as her chest heaved.

"We don't have to go any further than this. You've already made this day more special than I could have ever imagined." the man said, speaking the first words between the pair since she had pushed over the vase.

She looked up from the knife, gazing deep into her father's eyes, her breathing calming slightly as she stared for a long moment.

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While I was writing this most recent story it didn't seem like character names were all that necessary, but when I was reviewing it after it did seem phrases like "the man" might have gotten a little repetitive. I thought I would ask if people think the story would have been improved with names and if they think named characters in general are better than unnamed ones.

I personally like named characters better, but it was a great story nonetheless.

>asks for nothing extreme or lethal on /g/ - Gore & Death
Wrong board, perhaps?

A loving relationship? What a freak.

Don't know about the "nothing extreme or lethal" part, but I'm all about yuri guro.

I don't have any cutting. Is shooting okay?

>>65530
Where'd you find that art?

Dark Raiden, just defeated Kitana. He sits her on his lap, so that our heroine is riding him cowgirl style. It is difficult, mechanically-speaking, to perform a Rapeality in a female-dominate position such as that one, but fear not, friends! Dark Raiden has a plan! The evil bastard shoots electricity into Kitana, wave after wave of concentrated lightning that causes her body to involuntarily buck and spasm, riding Raiden's dick in unwilling agony. The more electricity he shoots into her, the faster our poor Princess grinds, jackhammering her evil assailant like a cheerleader on PCP! Head whipping, arms flailing, screaming behind her mask, the once-proud female ninja cannot take this punishment for long, and as Raiden starts to climax, cracking light and acrid smoke begin to pour from Kitana's eyes and ears. They explode together: Raiden with a mighty orgasm fit for a god, and Kitana with a horrific fatality, fit for a bitch who just got rekt.

Her entire upper body, blown away in a shower of blood and minced fuck-meat. Dark Raiden cradles whatever is left on his lap, relaxing and enjoying the sticky warmth of what-used-to-be-Kitana. It's good to be a fallen Elder god.

I'm a bit old-school myself. I like to see girls get their stomachs bulged out...then start to swell from cum...and finish off by getting blown in half as their bodies can't handle the strain.

No particular girl in mind, though.

Link don’t work, would love to see it

>>7026
Got an updated link?

I can't access the original animation through this link…