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Blue Balls: Let's Take Freaky Pictures

#Blue Beater #Silver Stroker #One Hand Wonder #Gear Fifth Grip #Iron Fist You either die a hero or live long enough to become a meme. To the campus, Skye is the sun—radiant, effortlessly charming, and untouchable. To himself, Lester is a ghost: a socially isolated asthmatic who wastes his nights doomscrolling and locked in a miserable cycle with his beloved Leica camera, “Robert.” They exist on opposite ends of the social universe until a shattered statue at a college party blows both of their worlds wide open. Later that same night, Lester is finally about to receive the first blowjob of his life. The door slams open. Skye bursts in, furious, and rips the girl away from him. As any self respecting man would do when he was about to pop his cherry He is furious but with the grace of a man with his pants around his ankle He demands an explanation, She then reveals she isn't a human But an anomaly—known as aparanormal. Specifically, a succubus that preys on straight men and sucks their lifeforce away. A succubus even better, a man has to die in some way am I right. Until he notices exactly what she’s packing between her legs. It was even bigger than his. He thought he was prepared to die but the truth poked him in the back He realised there are some fates worse than death. In that exact moment, Lester’s quiet, lonely life collides permanently with the Paranormal Association. Working with one of its 'Cameramen' Skye Now the former ghost and the queen bee of campus work side by side. They wanted a picture-perfect campus. Instead, they get the ultimate freaks behind the lens, taking the weirdest, most dangerous pictures of their lives— And take freaky pictures together. ............................................................... The world was inspired by the SCP community but it has its own internal logic that I made Its a plot driven story Consider giving it a read and delve into the world
Basicx · 11.2k Views

Fate: I'm Not A Master, I'm A Director

“Director Matou, the magical effects in your fantasy film looked incredibly realistic! How did you pull them off?” “They were real magic,” Shinji replied without missing a beat. “Director Matou, your historical drama was praised for its uncanny accuracy. How did you manage that?” “I had direct consultation from the people who lived in that era.” “Director, in your tokusatsu films, why does the Ultraman-like hero always use Bajiquan in combat?” “Well, that’s because the actor playing him is none other than the founder of Bajiquan himself.” “Director Matou, why do the female leads in all your films look so… similar? Especially all those Arturia actresses with the same name and face?” “That, my friend, is a long story. And it all begins with a certain mushroom-headed man—” “......” . . . . . Shinji Matou. A prodigious talent in the world of film, a renegade magi who defied the orthodoxy of the Clock Tower, and an eccentric summoner who had long since stopped pretending to get along with his own Servant. A director who blended modern cinema with ancient magecraft. A magus who saw the silver screen as a new kind of reality marble. He stood boldly before a press conference filled with journalists, film critics, and confused magi alike. “I am the greatest Master among Directors—and the greatest Director among Masters!” He declared it like a line straight out of his own movie, with all the pomp and confidence of a man who had rewritten the rules of both cinema and sorcery. The hall fell into an awkward silence. And then, in perfect unison, a thunderous cry echoed from behind the curtains— “SHUT UP AND GET LOST!” ×N A chorus of exasperated Servants, all fed up with his antics. Shinji didn’t flinch. He simply smirked, adjusted his director’s beret, and turned back to the flashing cameras. "Good! Now let’s roll the cameras! Scene one—reality itself."
Medusa_Fic · 1m Views

INEFFABLE.

"CURRENTLY REMASTERING - I WILL DEFINITELY FINISH THE STORY, NO MATTER HOW MANY YEARS IT WILL TAKE" Present is bled, Past is damned, Future is dead. In a universe where a central black hole grows ever heavier, stretching reality and the world of Nevaeh, the residents of the First Horizon wander to mend the straining lands, executing the Amonotheist culprits across the timeline. No chosen one. No prophecy. Only erasure. Each era is a book. The first book, Cataclysm, is a tragic adventure through a collapsing world, exposing deep backstories and story arcs. The Story's Theme • A Light Within Psychological Horror, Surrealism, and Tragedy. The work seeks to shed light on the value and possibility of goodness, mercy, and beauty amidst impossible hardships, cruelty, and suffering. It emphasizes the necessity of becoming the bandage to your own wounds and traumas, rather than their slave. Even when loved ones and dreams rot with their limbs brutally shredded away, a glimmer of hope can still exist. Should the world fold inward, moons collide and shatter the earth, cities bleed into wild geographies, and the most agonizing traumas and tortures come to pass, it urges you to stand upright on your feet, to breathe, to take pride in yourself, and to never surrender, because this life is lived only once. Nevaeh Nevaeh is the world in INEFFABLE, consisting of the Horizons, Innerlands, and Outerlands. Nevaeh is the inverse of the word Heaven, yet it is not Hell. ​Humans live on an island detached and risen from the worldsphere, containing one-fifth of the earth. This island and the cavity of the worldsphere are enclosed by mountain walls. The island itself is composed of two mirroring horizontal surfaces: the First Horizon, the outer surface facing space, and the Second Horizon, the inner surface lit from the earth's core. ​The Outerlands is the worldsphere from which the first and second horizons were detached, serving as a home for ancient eras. ​The Third Horizon comprises the cloudlands lining the thermosphere across the worldsphere, where the cloudfolk Ethima and their lords, the Ethera, live. ​The Innerlands are the underground caverns that maintain surface gravity at 1.0 g despite the earth's 30,000-kilometer diameter. Mentality In this story, Monotheism is justice rising against the oppression, cruelty, and harm inflicted upon humanity or nature by self-proclaimed godlike beings through their fabricated decrees; only a single truth can exist. Amonotheism is the manipulation, exploitation, or harm of people and nature by claiming false divinity, or by steering them toward godlessness (nihilism), often driven by pride, personal desire, or similar motives. Neutralism is remaining impartial and uninvolved, or independently aiding either Monotheism or Amonotheism when it serves one's own utility. The divine beings believed in mythology are not all Amonotheist; some are Neutralist, some are Monotheist, and this applies to characters from outside this mythology as well. Coming from the present does not automatically make someone a Monotheist or a Neutralist; they might well be an Amonotheist. What are Time Eaters? Time Eaters are denizens from the present that are scattered across timelines. READER WARNING ​This novel contains highly sensitive content and is intended for readers who are prepared for extreme, graphic material. Reader discretion is strongly advised before proceeding. INCLUDES: ​•  Extreme and Visceral Violence (detailed gore, dismemberment, body horror) ​•  Intense Psychological Trauma and Chronic Distress ​•  Physical and Emotional Abuse/Torture (prolonged suffering, forced confinement) ​•  Self-Harm Ideation and Discussions of Suicide/Worthlessness
KlunGy · 62k Views