Kusoge Castles

Before: Did Women Ruin the Workplace? After: Did Liberal Feminism Ruin the Workplace?

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drawing of meiko, she's leaning onher mic stand and is holding onto a cup of onecup ozeki sake.

happy 21st anniversary meiko you're the fictional character i've had a crush on for the longest time ❤️❤️❤️

#cigart #vocaloid

#signalis
천천히 스팀깨기 중 ㅎㅎ

❤ ️ko-fi #comm for purin!! tysm (^^)v

宝宝

im sure there are more but these are my observations as someone deep in the imas sauce and only semi deep in the uma sauce

That dog sure is whistling

Hydra

Snow 251106

#umamusume
#ウマ娘プリティーダービー
#haruurara
#puyopuyo

yeahhh

#umamusume
#ウマ娘プリティーダービー
#specialweek
#puyopuyo

last one for this night im eepy now

#umamusume
#ウマ娘プリティーダービー
#goldship
#puyopuyo

made this before i go to bed. it's her. golshi

🐴

🧦

Sketch of a half-demon magical girl shown at a low-angle and perspective

Standing tall
(At 5 feet)

Daily 1021

Girl who spends all her time hanging around the forcefem dragon: how the hell did I get forcefemmed?

The forcefem dragon:

Quick sketch

strangles him

(🔞 kainier, choking)
#nier #nierreplicant

hatesuneenjoyer They should make a trans woman sleep schedule that isn't completely fucked dyke-pollinator A trans woman's fucked up sleep schedule is actually an evolutionary adaptation to ensure she can flirt with the other trans women who live thousands of miles away from her on a regular basis.

memory from 2019. that first sweet year.

oc ref for the stillwater au #ocsky #oc #art #chienocs

gold ship closing her eyes and smiling (buff style) saying i bet it feels good as fuck to kick someone in the head as hard as you can if youre a horse. and in the bg is trainer oomfie honda civic in a cast with a black eye (guy who was kicked in the head)

i also think if i was a horse it would feel good as fuck to kick someone as hard in the head as i could 🏃 🦵

#ウマ娘 #umamusume #hondacivic

comish

drawing done last year, or two years ago maybe ? inspired by an outfit worn by Momo from TWICE, it's the drawing of a young woman wearing big white shoes, sort of laces around the legs, tiny pink shorts and crop top, fluffy pink crop jacket, pink nails, cute hairstyle with two buns, flower tattoo on the right thigh

an oldie, a goodie

lave is masturbating in his room. he thinks: "fuck! i can't finish! and it's almost time for evening sermon!" he imagines showing up to sermon with a hard on, the nuns laughing at him. one says "oh, lave, is the snake making an appearance this evening?" the other nun says "gather round, sisters! give thanks for your god!" lave thinks "harpies! all of them, harpies!" he then imagines the nuns coming to his room to get him. one nun says "lave, it's time for - omg! is that your penis? it's so weird looking!" the other says "i'm telling the priestess!" lave thinks "fuck, no, no, this isn't helping!"

lave imagines mona opening his door instead. she says "lave, it's time for -- oh!" lave thinks "she'd knock, but, what if she's in a hurry, and...?" imaginary mona lifts up her robes, and says "you can't go to sermon looking like that. don't worry, i-i can help you..." but lave thinks "wait. shit. what does a vagina look like?" he moves on to a different fantasy, of mona removing her veil, but his fantasy is interrupted by an old, unpleasant memory. he thinks "okay, let's start somewhere else. but i haven't seen her without her veil since...shit, no, don't think of it. she mentioned cutting her hair recently. i wonder how short it is. it's wavy, isn't it?"

lave tries to imagine what mona looks like naked. "she wears heavier robes than the other girls. is she cold all the time? maybe she's really thing? but she eats a lot, and it seems like her hips are pretty wide, so maybe she's kind of soft. i wonder what her boobs look like." lave thinks about mona's hands. "i guess i only really know her by her hands. so delicate and dainty. she doesn't do many chores, so her skin is still smooth. she keeps her nails clipped just over the lip of her fingers. she doesn't touch me much, but her hands are usually so cold."

lave thinks about mona cupping his balls. "what would those cool hands feel like, wrapped around --" he comes abruptly all over his chest and belly. he's left stunned and embarrassed at himself while a nun knocks incessantly at his door. she shouts "lave! it's time for evening sermon!"

lave comic

sorta related I was playing cards at a friend's awhile back and the deck that came with the crib board had motorcycle babe Dawn and Hilda on them