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Wanko GARE no Honshou wa YARASHII Ookami!?[わんこカレの本性はヤラシイ狼!?]: Puppy Boyfriend's True nature is a Dirty Wolf!?
Kimi FETISH nan'dakedo Itoshite ii? ~Wakeari kare ga EROi me de mite kimasu ~[君フェチなんだけど愛していい?~ワケあり彼がエロい目で見てきます~]: I have a fetish for you, can I love you? ~He looks at me with erotic eyes for a reason~
Akuryou wa Ai o mada Shiranai[悪霊は愛をまだ知らない]: Demons Don't know Love yet
Gokudou Oshikake kon ~Junketsu Hanayome wa Yakuza na kare ni Ubawa Retai~[極道おしかけ婚~純潔花嫁はヤクザな彼に奪われたい~]: Yakuza arranged marriage ~ The pure bride wants to be taken away by the yakuza boyfriend ~
こじらせ若旦那様は私に飢えている~餌付けされてるはずが食べられちゃいました…!?~
俺に堕ちるまで抱かれてろ~甘くてずるいズブズブの愛執関係~
アタシに乱れて愛されなさい~オネエ系王子は夢女の私を貪り尽くす~
ただの恋物語じゃつまらないでしょ?~リアルは漫画よりも甘く刺激的でした~
年下御曹司の純情すぎる執愛 ~剥き出しの情欲、10年越しの愛で慰めて~
堅物戦王子と0日婚しましたが彼の×××が大きすぎます~残りもの姫、人生最大のピンチです~
研究者・世田くんは初恋を拗らせている ~愛したがり彼と溺愛開発~
冷徹王子は恋を知りたい~恋愛指南ってソコまでするんですか!?~
君にそばにいて欲しい
ケモノ社長は初恋花嫁しか愛せない~あなたにだけ発情する特別なカラダ~
一条さんは××が我慢できない~今夜、孤高の彼を調教します(※処女なのに!)~
再会夜の旋��は甘やかなアリア ~エリート幼なじみと秘めごと同棲はじめます~
執着ドクターの不埒な治療
下着のナカまで愛させて ~一流デザイナー、秘密の性癖事情~
とろけて発情!?蜜恋フィットネス ~猛獣カレの甘濡れ指導~
もう逃がさないから、覚悟して。~今夜、初恋の元カレ上司に抱き尽くされます!?~
触れていいのは俺だけだ ~仮初めの恋人はスパダリ社長~
冴島さんには逆らいません!~イジワル上司と言いなりエッチ~
異世界の暴君王太子に娶られそうです!? ~転生魔女は黒き狼に求愛される~
気持ちイイこと教えてヤるよ ~27歳処女、トロ甘愛撫にイカされそうです~
押しかけ御曹司の新妻にされそうです!
極上スタァに抱かれて ~二枚目看板役者の甘い誘惑~
草食系彼氏がとんだ策士だなんて聞いてない
君と僕のオルタナティヴ・ランジェリー
イケナイLMTG! ~社長、エッチの時間です!~
アイドルの秘密は楽屋で暴かれる
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There's something so moving about seeing Purvan as a young man in Calamity, when he wears the simple muddy leathers of a ranger and one hundred years later, in Downfall, seeing Purvan as a world-weary old man, "deciding how to spend his death" wearing the feathers of the Deathwalker's ward. A champion who has spent years fighting for his Goddess in a bloody war who then becomes her gaurdian when she is born into a mortal body. And then remembering Vox Machina finding his tomb years later.
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sometimes people who struggle like to make jokes or find positives about their condition that causes them to struggle so they can escape the constant negative and struggle. sometimes autistic people will say things like "the 'tism" or use the "autism creature" or say their autism helped them have a *positive trait* to feel better about their struggles. because living your life only focusing on the struggles and negatives is depressing and makes it hard to want to live, even if those struggle take up 100% of your life and you can't actually escape them. sometimes any little seemingly positive thing can help a lot.
but there's so many other autistic people that hate when we do that and call it "reducing autism to a cute trendy thing" and say it takes away from *their* struggles and is bad and shouldn't be used. maybe *you* want to only focus on your struggles, but some people can't live in constant negative and need some positive or to find ways to make their condition more positive so they can feel better about living with their struggles. life is hard. I take anything I can get.
I cant get jobs. I can't make and keep friends. I can't get help and support for doing "normal" things so sometimes I go weeks without being able to shower and without eating more than a bowl of cereal a day. most times can't even do things I like. struggle to communicate. have meltdowns. i'll never be able to live independently. I struggle a lot. but instead of sitting here always depressed and having no motivation to live, i'd rather try to joke about "my 'tism is acting up again" when i'm struggling (just an example. don't think I ever actually used the 'tism thing but i saw others use it) or say "i'm just being a creature" when I need to stay in my dark room because everything is too much and I personally find it cute to be a little creature meant in a positive way. i'm not actually downplaying mine or anyone else's struggles. I still acknowledge them and that silly jokes dont make them go away. i'm not trying to be trendy. i'm not doing any of the things people say we do by making silly little jokes. i'm using the silly little jokes to convince myself life can be a little more than pointless, painful garbage all the time.
(continue in tags)
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I'm sick so I'm sorry if this doesn't make sense, but I've been thinking about the nature of myths recently as I've been exploring hellenic polytheism.
For context: I'm ex-Mormon. I was raised in the church and, because of that, was taught biblical literalism but in, like, a more subtle way than most? I was raised believing that Adam & Eve and Noah's Ark, etc., were literally true, but that the story of Job specifically was not; I also always knew evolution and the Big Bang to be correct, despite there being a verse in the Doctrine & Covenants (a Mormon-specific religious book) where God apparently told Joseph Smith that the world is 6,000 years old- a passage I didn't know existed until my senior year of high school. I didn't realize I had believed in biblical literalism until I'd left the church, actually.
Now that I'm aware of it, it's a mindset I'm actively trying to combat while I explore Hellenic polytheism. It's definitely been a task to separate the nature of the Gods from their myths, as brutal as they often are. And it's something I've noticed within the community, too, which I think is interesting. It makes sense: Christianity, at least, has had a chokehold on much of the world for a long time, and so many of us have experienced literalism as our first interaction with any sort of holy text (though, of course, Greek myths as a whole aren't that) alongside our first experience with divinity as a wrathful God whose flaws are waved away, or ignored, or twisted into positive attributes. This also means that I'm trying to re-approach several deities with an open mind (Zeus, Hera, and Ares in particular, but many of them to some extent) while also trying to un-condition myself. I was already in the process of doing this, of course, but trying to figure out how to interact with a completely different pantheon has made that especially clear.
It extends to things like prayer and offerings, too. Prayers were very formulaic growing up, even though most of the time there wasn't a strict script to follow. There was always something you ask as part of the prayer, even if it's just 'please help me do better tomorrow' (alongside giving thanks, of course), so trying to craft a prayer without adding *everything* I'm used to including in makes it feel incomplete and, therefore, disrespectful. And daily prayer is something I'm resistant to because of prior experiences with it. I don't want to offend any of the gods by asking for something or asking for too much, especially so early on, and there's always a promised offering the few times I *have* asked. Add worries about exact obedience on top of that and it's proving to be a difficult thing to untangle. And I know that the gods are difficult to offend, figuring out how to do this takes trial & error and that's okay, it'll get better the more I do it, etc., etc.; this is more an issue with my own overthinking than anything else (hooray for ✨ mental health issues ✨). I'm not really asking for advice here, necessarily, just thinking out loud because I'm not comfortable talking to people in meat space about it yet.
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what's this? refs for mikey and leo in the spirit au? no way!
tada! drew these in church lol.
mikey lore first!
Mikey had always been splinter's golden boy. he was the best student and always got everything right on the first try. He had the best connections with the spirits, he always meditated perfectly, and he would constantly go up into the mountains to hang up charms. His brothers didn’t think of him as a teachers pet though. Quite the opposite. They loved him. They weren’t jealous. Well, maybe a little bit. But not to the point where they didn’t like him. Although, when Mikey decided to spend the night up in the mountain one day, all his brothers opposed the thought. They all had heard the legends of the tax collectors. They dark beings who roamed the woods, collecting souls of those who don’t belong or have ill intentions. Even though Mikey was practically the purest heart out there, his brothers didn’t think the risk was worth it. Mikey didn’t care, of course, and he went anyway. Which made the boys freak out when he didn’t return for the next three days. Turns out Mikey had somehow fallen asleep in a cave-like part of the brush, and the spirits transported him to the base of the spirit tree. When he woke up, the night spirit was there. He was sitting atop the small altar with a charm in his hand. Mikey instantly got on his knees and tried to find a suitable offering, but was stopped by the night spirit. They talked for a while and Mikey was amazed at how many things his village had gotten wrong, including The spirits name: Casey. Eventually, Casey brought Mikey home. When they reached the village, Casey stopped at the tree line while Mikey kept walking. When Mike looked back, the spirit was gone. In his place, stood a wooden staff with beautiful wood burned engravings all up it. And at the very top, hung a small decorative charm. It had and eclipse embroidered on it. Mikey gad never seen anything like it. He walked towards the staff, which was somehow standing upright by itself, and took it. When his hand made contact with the wood, the moon symbol appeared on the back of his hand. A gift. From the Spirit of the Night.
woo!! That was fun :D Leo’s turn!!
Leo had always been the funny one. The irresponsible one. They one who never listened and always joked around. He always talked and talked and talked. But today was different. Leo didn’t know how to react when Mikey came back from the woods with a staff and a smile on his face. Of course he rushed up to hug his little brother. Of course he asked millions of questions regarding to his safety and well-being. But when Mikey told his brothers that he met the night spirit and that the spirit gave him the staff, Leo was left speechless. Which was very abnormal for him. When he finally opened his mouth to say something though, Splinter had already entered the room. When their master saw the staff in Mikey’s hands, his eyes went wide. He ordered the other boys to exit the room and they obeyed. It was early in the morning, so the cool air made all of them shiver as they exited the hut. they could hear splinter speaking with mikey inside the building, and instantly leaned against the door to try and get a better listen at what they were saying. leo couldn't really tell what all the fuss was about. it was just a fancy stick. mikey probably just found it in the woods and made up an elaborate story about it. but one thing was for sure, ever since mikey got back, the air felt different. he couldn't explain it, but leo was sure the atmosphere was different. the air was cooler and the plants seemed greener. it was just.......strange. as he looked around at his surroundings, he could have sworn he saw four glowing yellow eyes watching him from the trees. but he blinked and they were gone. maybe there was more going on then he thought.
oke, that took a bit longer to think up than expected. sorry for not getting this finished sooner, It's holy week and things have been busy for my school and my family. anyways, i hope you enjoyed! i know this one was probably a bit all over the place, but i hope it made a little sense lol
@allyheart707 hope you like it :)
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Trick or treat! 🐺 🌕
AHHH a werewolf!!
Heres an actual fic snippet from eyes shut tight:
Standing up and walking back to his computer, he found himself hesitating. Would Marinette think it's weird to see that he has the Ladyblog bookmarked? Alya was his friend, it wasn't weird to bookmark her blog right?
Maybe it just felt weird to pull up the place he would spend hours, hoping to catch more glimpses of the girl he once loved while the girl he loves now watched.
Maybe it was especially weird because he still sometimes pulled it up to see what new pictures they got of his good friend.
Just good friend.
“Alya has some really good pictures of them on the Ladyblog.” Marinette's voice startled him as she came up behind him.
He nodded and bit the bullet, pulling up his bookmark. Marinette didn't comment at all, in fact, she didn't even comment as he started scrolling through the pictures of Ladybug and him. He glanced over at her, only to find her seemingly deep in though as she stared at the screen.
Marinette noticed him looking at her and gave him a nervous smile.
Oh. Maybe she felt weird about it too, since she used to have a thing for Chat Noir.
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